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(RP) Dangerous Legacy
- Thread starter Vendetta
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taitzu52
First Post
"Something amiss?" Sonrik asks Rak as he sees his concentration focus on the center of the room. He turns back to the server and nod at her suggestion of food. "I won't get my hopes up here. After leaving the halflings, I don't expect to be offered food like that for some time." he says, smiling at the irony. In a town such as this, Sonrik again begins to feel his young age, not even sure if there are any youths in this town, or perhaps their hard life ages them too quickly to tell.
Sonrik continues to talk as he watches Rak stuff his face, looking occasionally out of the corner of his eye to make sure Gemble is not getting into trouble. "I wonder what Emberton is like." he says, "It seems like every other corner of this land has heard nothing of Thel'Lorean, or do not care." He looks around to see what denizens make up this tavern's clientele. "Or maybe they do not know evil when they see it." he says in a low voice, not caring if anyone hears it. Sometimes, Sonrik seems almost unaware of his gifts, his youth not yet having tempered his reason.
He finishes his food, and down his ale, and orders a second as always. Never a third. "Well, Jaeden, what stories hail from this corner of Ember?" Sonrik asks. He sits back, scans the room for Gemble's troublemaking, and without that incident, takes a moment to put his feet up and relax.
Sonrik continues to talk as he watches Rak stuff his face, looking occasionally out of the corner of his eye to make sure Gemble is not getting into trouble. "I wonder what Emberton is like." he says, "It seems like every other corner of this land has heard nothing of Thel'Lorean, or do not care." He looks around to see what denizens make up this tavern's clientele. "Or maybe they do not know evil when they see it." he says in a low voice, not caring if anyone hears it. Sometimes, Sonrik seems almost unaware of his gifts, his youth not yet having tempered his reason.
He finishes his food, and down his ale, and orders a second as always. Never a third. "Well, Jaeden, what stories hail from this corner of Ember?" Sonrik asks. He sits back, scans the room for Gemble's troublemaking, and without that incident, takes a moment to put his feet up and relax.
hafrogman
Adventurer
Liam looks Ala in the eyes and considers her for a second before speaking.
"I was wondering if there was something troubling you. . . "
He pauses for a second before continuing.
"Please forgive me if I am intruding, but I feel it important. I worry that some of your experiences with this group have had a negative effect on you, and that concerns me. I admit I have not known you long, but when we met it seemed you were a gentle soul. I understand that your trust was somewhat betrayed, but I worry that you have allowed that experience, and perhaps some harsh words from our friends, to sour your view of the world."
He glances back at the cleric. . . watching for any reaction to his words.
"I was wondering if there was something troubling you. . . "
He pauses for a second before continuing.
"Please forgive me if I am intruding, but I feel it important. I worry that some of your experiences with this group have had a negative effect on you, and that concerns me. I admit I have not known you long, but when we met it seemed you were a gentle soul. I understand that your trust was somewhat betrayed, but I worry that you have allowed that experience, and perhaps some harsh words from our friends, to sour your view of the world."
He glances back at the cleric. . . watching for any reaction to his words.
Ashy
First Post
As Liam begins speaking Ala has the look of someone who knows what she hears is true, but she would never admit it for the life of her...
After his pause, at his continued words, her face darkens and her mouth becomes a thin, bloodless line. "That weakness has been purged from my soul by the very hand of my Lord. I will not fail him in such a gutless manner again!", she hisses, eyes narrowed at Liam.
She turns on a heel and makes her way back to the table, ordering ale and a bowl of mutton soup...
After his pause, at his continued words, her face darkens and her mouth becomes a thin, bloodless line. "That weakness has been purged from my soul by the very hand of my Lord. I will not fail him in such a gutless manner again!", she hisses, eyes narrowed at Liam.
She turns on a heel and makes her way back to the table, ordering ale and a bowl of mutton soup...
Vendetta
First Post
Gemble trots over to the bar where he orders a couple of large (when compared to a halfling) mugs of some frothy brew. Jaeden leans back and says, "Well... this town is thick with lowlife scum and the unfortunate. It is a hard and dirty town. Everyone here seems to be out to make a buck by any means. I've heard that the mayor robs the town's coffers and takes large bribes from gangs. Things were always bad, but even more so since the old magistrate, a noble and good man, was killed by thugs some five or six years back. He was cleaning up the town but that didn't last."
Jaeden takes a drink from his mug and sops up some soup with a bit of bread before continuing. "Other than being a stink hole, I guess the biggest thing about Neefe is the Pit Fighting. They have more pits here than any other town and make loads of coin on the gambling and receipts. I guess there is even some kind of tournament all around Enber's human cities and the winner always comes from here."
At this point, Ala returns to the table as does Gemble, who is carrying a stange drink in a big clay tankard.
Jaeden takes a drink from his mug and sops up some soup with a bit of bread before continuing. "Other than being a stink hole, I guess the biggest thing about Neefe is the Pit Fighting. They have more pits here than any other town and make loads of coin on the gambling and receipts. I guess there is even some kind of tournament all around Enber's human cities and the winner always comes from here."
At this point, Ala returns to the table as does Gemble, who is carrying a stange drink in a big clay tankard.
hafrogman
Adventurer
Liam sighs heavily to himself as Ala storms away. He covers his face with his hands and rubs at it vigorously, as if he could scrub away his troubles.
"That could have gone better. . ."
He quietly gets up and rejoins the others, avoiding Ala. He passes on the soup, claiming to have lost his appetite.
"That could have gone better. . ."
He quietly gets up and rejoins the others, avoiding Ala. He passes on the soup, claiming to have lost his appetite.
Knight Otu
First Post
Sel'Tarien's face darkens at the thought that nobody cared about the fate of Thel'Lorean, and the dragon. But his silent vow stood - he'd somehow deal with this dragon, alone, if necessary. He is fully oblivious of the dark emotions between Liam and Ala, and to the barmaid waiting for an order.
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