Tales From The Old Bald One-Eyed Salty Red Dog Tavern! (chapter 1, now closed)

[Gray Shade]

Berserker Bill sudenly looks back at Ranti as if he just heard him. "Horses? Well, it will depend on how far we have to travel. I will consult my maps and mission briefings. If they are required, I will try to get riding ponies for any who do not already have a steed."

"And please: Sheriff Berserker Bill is my name. You may call me Sheriff Bill (my proper title), Berserker Bill (my clan name) or, if you feel you know me well enough to address me as a brother, then Bill. But I have renounced the title of Mr. in exchange for Sheriff. Oh no, don't object! Thank you, master clothier."

 

[Wystan]

::Chewing::

"Hmmm...Red boots, Blue and red lower body, red cape, blue shirt with an icon....nah too overdone....Hmmmm...."

take out my book and begin doodling again::

 

[Ranger Rick]

Ignoring the walking of the dog, the man in patchwork clothing turns and looks at the yelping dog. Loudly he announces, "ITS A DOGGY! OH WHAT A CU...CUU....CUTE DOGGY IT IS............(silence).........WHAT... WHAT IS THE DOGGY'S NAME? CAN I PET IT?"

 

[LogicsFate]

Ooo, I get it now! watching the dog enter I guess that makes sense. I wonder if he'd like to go with us.

Whispering in her partners ear they take seats at the table

 

[Gray Shade]

Looking over Ranti's shoulder, Bill mutters, "Good, good. Try blue cape and kilt. A rich, deep blue to help with the shadows, and just touches of red to go with my scabbard . . ." Seeing that perhaps he advises a bit too much, he backs off.Then he looks over at the man in tattered clothing and sighs. "I don't think this one's going to be any use to an adventuring group. He doesn't even respond to direct questions."

 

[Lazlow]

Berserker Bill watches the dog enter with soulful eyes and raises his tankard to Rufus, but only smirks when the locals toast Berny. Once the dog is settled, Bill approaches it, produces a small biscuit, and lets the animal eat it out of his hand while with the other hand he scruffs its bald, soft skin gently, first under its jaw then behind its ears. (OCC: I'll use Animal Handling, if it matters) Bill then gives the dog a knowing smile and sits at the table Sunderkeg has offered.

Rufus gratefully accepts the treat and the skritching, and even whimpers a bit when you leave. (OOC: Nice Animal Handling, there!)

"Thank you, Sunderkeg! You are both a fearsome and congenial host." With that, he slips the dwarf 20 gold to reassure him that his efforts are not in vain.

At the sight of the money, Sunderkeg slaps you on the back and accepts it with a smile. "Y' let me knoo if you need anything," he says with a conspiritorial wink. "Anything 't all." He moves back to the bar with sprightly step and says hello to Rufus.

 

[Wystan]

::OOC if you are addressing Ranger Rick, you might want to say Patchwork and not tattered and he was not acting like a dog before::

I sit staring at my boo::

"....blue and purple.....ack cape....be green?...I must go look at the fabrics"

 

[Lazlow]

Ignoring the walking of the dog, the man in patchwork clothing turns and looks at the yelping dog. Loudly he announces, "ITS A DOGGY! OH WHAT A CU...CUU....CUTE DOGGY IT IS............(silence).........WHAT... WHAT IS THE DOGGY'S NAME? CAN I PET IT?"

Muirna, setting some empty mugs down on the bar, turns to you and, unlike the patrons who couldn't be bothered to even give you some pity, gives you a look as she would a lost child (she's a very discerning type). She helps you to your feet and over to the bar. "His name is Rufus," she says very slowly and distinctly, "and I think he'd love for you to pet him."

However, once you approach Rufus, he looks you right in the eyes (with his one good eye) and bares some well-worn teeth. He lifts his head slightly and the hackles on his back stand up.

 

[Ranger Rick]

"wh...whh...whh...whhy thank you mame. But I do not think he wants me to p..p...p...pet him." He sure is purrdy. I use to have a dog, but it was nothing like this one."

The man in patchwork clothes goes and sits next to Ranti. "Those are pretty drawings."

 

[Wystan]

::Notices that my drawing is being watched::
"Thank you, what my good man would your name be? You appear to be interested in that which is around you. Your attention appears to flutter back and forth from active to passive. Do you have a trade?"
::Not stopping to listen again::

"Hmmmm. What would be a good fit on you? Maybe a loose robe or breeches and a vest.... I could always go for the loose cloak over a tighter outfit...."