Even Newer Tavern Thread: The Hanged Man

[MetaVoid]

Nementah looks at masked man and steps back glancing at devil lizard that accompanies him.

"The darkness follows you. Can you fight it?"

But she relaxes slightly as nothing untoward happens, eyeing Renquist with more suspicion then the assassin.


OOC: real good party for wilden shaman: devil slave (luckily not assassin class) and dead one.

 

[FourMonos]

Renquist starts to speak at the Wilden's words, but the hesitates, his head turns down for just a moment in thought.

Seemingly satisfied with his decision over the comment, he addresses her question.

"I think you misunderstand me. I am not pursued by darkness. I bring the darkness with me. It is the will of Lauto. I deliver his will to those who deserve his judgement."

 

[MetaVoid]

OOC: The reaction and comment was toward Dante as he approached, not Renquist. And the darkness referred to his manner and ties to devil lizard. Still, nice one.

 

[FourMonos]

[sblock=ooc] ooops! sorry about that! the "eyeing Renquist" part made me think she was talking to him. [/sblock]

 

[Iron Sky]

Dante stares at Nementah for a moment, then turns slowly to look at the devil-lizard back at the bar. It seems to have finished off all the food and is now half-way through eating the wooden trencher, pausing now and then to belch black smoke.

"Oh, no, that one is not of named 'The Darkness', it is of named Virgil. It does not eat savok unless the savok are trying to kill Dante or Virgil." He points at Nementah. "Do not make attempt to put hand on the Virgil though, inside it is made of hell-stuff and the skin burns to touch."

 

[Wik]

Abigail, Human Swordmage (2) & Azuras, Dragonling Familiar

The door opens and a young woman with fiery hair enters. She is slight in frame, with her hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. She wears dark red leather armour and has a thin blade belted at her waist. Perched on her shoulder is a dragon, about the size and shape of a ferret, with wings folded gently down its back.

The dragon curiously glances about the room as the woman walks to an empty table, leans back, and kicks up her feet.

"whatever you got that's strong. And a lot of it, please," she says to a serving maid, casually dropping a few coins into the woman's hand. The dragonling gives her a reproachful glance, causing the woman to dig into her pocket and drop a few peanuts on the table.

The dragonling mewls piteously. "Don't even try it, Azzie. You're eating peanuts."

The dragonling mewls once more, and scampers onto the table, looking at the peanuts and turning away as if slighted. "Why? Because if I see another fish any time soon, I'm likely to draw this blade and go on a spree of some sort."

The dragonling throws a peanut at the woman. "I don't care what you think of the taste. They're good for you.. and more importantly, they don't stink. Do you know hard it is to get the smell of pike out of your hair?"

 

[Iron Sky]

Virgil stops eating his plate and perks up when Abigail (and thus Azuras) come in. He walks over and sits down near Abigail's table, watching the dragonling (or maybe his peanuts) intently.

Dante turns slightly as Abigail enters and nods respectfully in her direction.

 

[Neurotic]

OOC: wasn't this empty tavern two days ago? Anyhow:

Rocco observes new arrivals noting cowl on the one with devil lizard and paleness of the other and it's references to Lauto.

"I never expected to be least shadowy shadow in a group."
he smiles to take the sting out of his words
"Don't worry girlie" - he says toward little shamaness - "I'll protect you. That's what I'll do."

Turning toward new arrivals:
"Ho, lady, won't you introduce yourself? We're just making a big party for all us weirdoes here. We need to find a group of less weird people this noble guardsman displaced." - he motions toward Patrin.

 

[Wik]

The lady nods to Dante, and casually drops a few peanuts in Virgil's direction. Azuras, meanwhile, jumps down and gleefully runs circles around the devil lizard, making play feints and then flying out of harm's way in response. Abigail just shakes her head.

She then looks up at Rocco. "Right. That little tradition, here. Name's Abigail... most people just call me Abigail." She slams back a shot of something incredibly viscous, that looks alarmingly like swamp water, makes a small scowl at the bad taste, and then wipes her mouth.

"Better. They don't make liquids capable of turning you blind like they used to, though."

Abigail catches Dante's eye, and points subtly at the new rapier attached at her belt and smiles softly, as if to say "do you see my toy?" before once more looking at Rocco.

"Big party, eh? What sort of party? Will there be cake?"

 

[Iron Sky]

Virgil gulps down the peanuts - shell and all - before they even hit the ground. His demeanor then transforms dramatically - from bumbling, sluggish, clumsy lizard to a blazing-eyed, tense, agile monster, smoke roiling from his back as he makes mock attacks and retreats from the dragonling, bumping tables and knocking over chairs in the fury of the mock fighting.

Dante stares at the devil-lizard and the dragonling for several seconds shaking his head, then looks up to see Abigail's new weapon. He nods approvingly and thumbs his new armor, his kama-chain, some sunrods, and a potion attached to a complicated quick-release harness built into the armor.