A large midnight black hand gently takes hold of the bar to either side of the 2 kolbolds and a warm rounds face appears between them, adding as if he was there the whole time - "The point of our singing is not the words my young scaly friends" (in perfect draconic) "We sing because we are happy and warm and feel safe...if only for the moment. Won't you join us?" and with that the friar picks up his drink and returns to his seat raising his voice in the next chorus as if he had never stopped. His infectious voice causing several more patrons to join in the racious verses of the next battle hymn.
Prophet's Blood
- Thread starter Notmousse
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"Well met again, Ildrym. Merely practicing a technique that keeps the mind sharp and my senses about me. It seems easy to lose oneself in an establishment such as this. Must be why it is so popular among your kind." The muscular Orc replies, motioning for his newfound acquaintance to join him at his table. Another quick glance around the room reveals the presence of two Kobolds. A curious sight, although not unheard of. "Know anything about Kobolds?" He asks, nodding in the direction of the two sitting in the opposite corner.
Nightbreeze
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"The tavern is fine...you see, most humans like drinking and singing and so on...and a tavern is just a comfortable place where you can do it in company and get warm. As for the kobolds...don't know much about them. I've always fought humanoids or giants. I suppose that they break easlity" - Ildrym grins.
Paper_Bard
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Kikyik yawns in disdain and turns around. His eyes widen at the size of the big man... then notices his priestly vestments.
He speaks in draconic.
"My, my. You are a big one aren't you. Are all those extra pounds muscle, or fat? And is either really necessary for spreading your deity's word? And does the deity in question call his followers to interrupt other people's conversations, without thinking of the impact it makes on said conversers?"
He speaks in draconic.
"My, my. You are a big one aren't you. Are all those extra pounds muscle, or fat? And is either really necessary for spreading your deity's word? And does the deity in question call his followers to interrupt other people's conversations, without thinking of the impact it makes on said conversers?"
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Cyrack watchs as Kikyik insults the man in silence, except for the sounds of ripping of another piece of meat and chewing it. While chewing, his attetion shifts to the orc, and the man sitting with him. He tinks he saw the orc nod at Kikyik and him, but isn't sure. He shrugs at the thought of the orc watching them, and says at loud in draconic, "I'm just being paranoid"
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randomling
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Getting no answer from the cloaked man, Catrin taps her bottle loudly on the bar in an attempt to get the attention of the barkeeper or a waitress. No attention seems to be forthcoming. She sighs and curses under her breath and turns away from the bar to look at the assembled noisy crowd.
"...they break easily," reaches her ear from a nearby table. She glances over, and takes a step or two towards the table where the orc and the human mercenary are sitting together. She catches the human's eye and smiles at him; she doesn't know his name, but she's seen him about, once or twice using the path across the back of her grandmother's farm while she's been cutting wood.
"Evening," she says to him.
"...they break easily," reaches her ear from a nearby table. She glances over, and takes a step or two towards the table where the orc and the human mercenary are sitting together. She catches the human's eye and smiles at him; she doesn't know his name, but she's seen him about, once or twice using the path across the back of her grandmother's farm while she's been cutting wood.
"Evening," she says to him.
SolosAddie
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Kardus finally gets food, some drinks and heads for a table. Looking around to see if his grandfather as come in he sees Catrin.
"Hey Catrin"
"Hey Catrin"
randomling
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"Hello, Kardus! Been a while," says Catrin amicably, turning to him. "How are things out in the wilds, then?"
SolosAddie
Explorer
"it's just great, the stawberry bush is ripe and my mom made jam the last few days," turns and rummages in his pack, "She said to give you a jar." Fishing it out he sets it down on the table. "I also saved some fresh ones," unwraps a package revealing 3 very ripe, juicy looking strawberries (OOC: goodberries).
Continuing, "Yesterday I saw a fox and a badger and...."
Interupted as grandfather takes his seat, "Well, I see it's the usual dinner, Catrin would you care to join us?"
OOC: Please let me know if i step over the line in directing my grandpa as technically he is a NPC.
Continuing, "Yesterday I saw a fox and a badger and...."
Interupted as grandfather takes his seat, "Well, I see it's the usual dinner, Catrin would you care to join us?"
OOC: Please let me know if i step over the line in directing my grandpa as technically he is a NPC.
randomling
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Catrin smiles at Kardus's grandpa and tries to remember her manners. "I, er... Yes, I'd like that. Thank you." She picks up the jam jar and mouths a "thanks" to Kardus before taking a seat beside him, then puts the jam jar and her empty bottle on the floor.
She leans towards Kardus and murmurs, "Did you see the kobolds? And the man with the funny tobacco at the bar? And that orc's here again." She nods almost imperceptibly towards him. "Talking to the mercenary. All sorts in tonight - what do you think's going on?"
She leans towards Kardus and murmurs, "Did you see the kobolds? And the man with the funny tobacco at the bar? And that orc's here again." She nods almost imperceptibly towards him. "Talking to the mercenary. All sorts in tonight - what do you think's going on?"
