Hanable's Hunters, Part I & II

As Selene and Firavel enter the tavern with Amairgen, Bronson looks over from the bar at the two, then the bear, and says "You keep that teady bear in line. I won't have no trouble in here. If it behaves, it's alright by me. Welcome to the McGuffin, check your weapons over there" He points toward a half-door with a large but shapely shifter woman with long brown hair and deep blue eyes. She looks a bit bored as she leans on the door, waiting for something.
 

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Firavel d’Thuranni, Male Elf Rogue/Dragonmark Heir

“Thank you Bronson,” Firavel replies removing his weapon belt as he steps up to the half-door and handing it to the shifter woman, before drawing the dagger from his boot and passing it over hilt first with a wink saying, “Keep these safe for me Val.” He then moves off to find a large table to sit at, separated enough from the others so Selene’s bear can move freely near it without bumping into other patrons.
 

Bronson and Val Selene memorises the names.

"Don't worry Bronson--I have a feeling that Amairgen is probably better-behaved than your average bargoing male, so there shouldn't be a problem," Selene says with a teasing smile, "But remember: no matter what he says, don't let him have more than a pint of mead!"

"Here Val, take good care of my fang for me," Selene says with a smile to the similarly-coloured--if much bigger--shifter girl, as she hands over her scimitar.
 

Val takes the weapons with a smile, glad to have something to do, and hands you each a number on a wooden tag. "Thank you, and enjoy," she says with a smile.
 

Marek d'Cannith - Dragonmarked Human Paragon/ Wizard

After a moment Marek steps up to the weapons check door, handing over his daggers."Thanks Val" he answers returning her smile with one of his own, as he takes the tag before moving toward the bar. Though curious he steps lively giving the man and woman, or more precisely the bear, a wide berth.

Having ordered an ale, Marek turns and surveys the room looking for familiar faces.
 

Rystil Arden said:
(OOC: Now, now--Amairgen is only a cute little size Medium bear, so he doesn't have to force his way through the doors; he can just walk in :p)
OOC: I was implying that he would have to force his way past the fleeing punters ;)
 

Whitlok Dwarf Ranger/Extreme Explorer

Whitlok strides purposefully in the front door of the McGuffin "Evening all" he yells good-naturedly as he hands his knife to Val (having left the rest of his gear in his room) "Let's get this celebration started eh - a round for the house on me". Digging into his pocket for some coin to pay for the round his face suddenly falls and goes an off shade of green as his fist closes on a crunched up parchment in his pocket "Damn" he sighs "ol memory is getting the better of me I forgot to give 'annable this damn letter, I'll be right back Val" With that Whitlok spins on his heel and dashes out the door heading for Hannables room.
 
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Hanable smiles as he sees the Dwarf walking briskly to his door. "Come in Whitlok, someting I can do for you?"
 

"Ahh yeah, umm sorry boss it ummm sort of slipped my mind" he pulls from his pocket the wrinkled parchment and tries desperately to smooth it out some before he hands it to Hanable "anything else Sir?" he asks, eyes downcast and cheeks red with embarassment
 

Hanable opens the parchment and skims though it. "Interesting. Whitlok, you'll have a few days to rest, but might want to gather up anything that can help you against Ogres, as it looks like your next mission should see quite a few of them." He looks up "That's all, we'll let you know when we're ready to brief you on your next assignment."
 

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