(Tavern) City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn I

[MeepoTheMighty]

Zumar slides his large body out of his chair and heads towards the dartboard. He grabs the darts and steps back about thirty feet. With a backhand flick of his wrist, he sends three darts at once hurtling towards the board. The dwarf's aim is true, as all three darts cluster in a tight circle surrounding the bullseye, and the force of his throw sent the tips clear through the board to embed in the wall.

Just as he is beginning to throw another dart, a clatter of pots and pans from behind the bar causes him to lose his concentration. The dart goes flying off to the side and slams itself into the wooden table next to the slumbering half-orc with a loud thud.

Zumar rolls his eyes at the gnome and heads over to retrieve his dart. As he roughly pulls it from the thick table, he notices the newcomer.

"I know what you're thinking. Not yer typical inn, she ain't."

The large dwarf moves back towards the dartboard and continues to practice his aim, while calling out for more ale.

 

[WizWrm]

Tiggle sat happily through the story smiling with glee until the unfortunae climax when he was so shocked he fell off the bar and landed with a thud and a loud shatter of one of the finer wine bottles. "Oh dear oh dear, remind me to clean that up someone. Yes, yes a fine tale indeed and as promissed a speical drink from the back for the bard of the evening." Tiggle gets up and scampers off to the back comming back out with a shiny golden goblet with steam comming out. "Don't be worried the steams just to fool you coldest drink you'll have in these parts. Created it myself I call it The Tiggle Teaser and only make it for those quite deserving of the treat" He sets the goblet down in front of Velbrik and hops back onto the bar awaiting the patrons aproval.

"Excellent," Velbrik says. He glances at the steaming concoction dubiously. He reaches forth in a gesture that seems almost forced, and picks up the goblet to take a very small sip of it, the expression on his face clearly expecting either an explosion or a hand to reach out from the liquid and tweak his nose.

Tiggle turns sharply at the mention of dragons and stares down the historian. "I be knowing about dragons and Troi's right the one outside was a real one. Killed it myself.... well kinda.... I was there..... I helped.... I think..... but yeah dragons be tuff customers you might want to be sticken to your stories and not off hunting those just yet"

"Oh, of course. I had no intention of having anything to do with dragons beyond studying them. "

Velmont: *clap*clap*clap*

"Good story, I like it, but as you said, a bit sad. That's one of the greatest pleasure to be a travelling merchant, to hear and listen to the story, music and poetry of the different place you travel. I love that. When I'll go back to my sister's farm, I will be able to entertain her seven children with this story, but I don't think it would be the best one to tell before these littles would go to sleep. I would like you to make a merchant happy, I can even pay you a drink, if you can tell me a good ending story, so I can tell it again to my sister's children. You would surely make 7 children happy, and maybe more..." Looking round to the people in the Inn " Would you do that for me, sir bard?"

"Oh, you wouldn't want to be telling this story to children. It's meant, as I said, mainly as a warning to nobles that they look before they leap - a warning quite a few of them could benefit from, and yet, somehow fail to do so."

"Another story, hmmmm." Velbrik considers. "I'm not sure I'd wish to steal the audience of another. Perhaps one of the newcomers would wish to tell a story of their own?" Velbrik says, clearly indicating Ned.

 

[Thels]

Zoe smiles as she sees a known face, waving bye to the gnome and mimicing Troi's greeting back to him as she walks to him. "Hi to you too, Troi. I'm happy, thanks for asking! This morning Armand, you know, my tutor at the temple, told me my training is complete, so now I can call myself a full paladin! So now I'm here to celebrate. But ohh, where are my manners?" Zoe looks around for a place to sit down, "I'm just brabbling without asking you, I guess I'm just too excited. So how are you?" she asks, while putting down her backpack and taking off her belt.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Zoe
"Hi to you too, Troi. I'm happy, thanks for asking! This morning Armand, you know, my tutor at the temple, told me my training is complete, so now I can call myself a full paladin! So now I'm here to celebrate. But ohh, where are my manners?"

"That's good to hear." Troi says, smiling. "You can celebrate with us... Grak's not awake, otherwise he probably woulda started singin' a song for ya."

Zoe looks around for a place to sit down,

"Oh, but where are my manners?" He asks, then gets up. He gestures for Zoe to sit. "A man should always give up his seat for women, especially ones as beautiful as you are." He winks at her.

"I'm just brabbling without asking you, I guess I'm just too excited. So how are you?"

"Me, I ain't too bad." He says. "Same old, same old, y'know? Still don't have a job... though I'm on the lookout for a job. Need some cash... I only got a few copper and a single, lonely silver left. But hey, I'm still eatin' and sleepin' in a place that's not outside, so I must not be doin' too bad." He smiles.

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[Wippit Guud]

"But enough about that... how 'bout you? Gotta name, and a job, or whatever?"

Ned clears his throat, "Well, my name's Ned Paradox, and I'm just recently...err... kicked out of a magic school. Seems I spent too much time buried in tomes and scrolls than the sages thought was healthy, so as soon as I was deemed well enough off with casting some beginner spells, they told me to go explore the world. One of them suggested I come here. I had thought it a place for quiet discussion and contemplation...."


"... I still don't know if I'm just the butt of some grand joke or not..."

Ned takes the proffered drink, and takes a careful sip. He nods his thanks to the bargnome.

"Not bad... though I better go a bit easy, I don't drink alcohol often..."

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Having been simply sitting back and watching the tavern, Telerin had found himself more than entertained. So he had nearly dosed off...but the constant singing from others had definatly stopped that.

He smiled slightly over his shoulder and nods to Zoe, before saying with a grin, "And Grak is very good with his singing..."

 

[GnomeWorks]

Ned
"Well, my name's Ned Paradox, and I'm just recently...err... kicked out of a magic school. Seems I spent too much time buried in tomes and scrolls than the sages thought was healthy, so as soon as I was deemed well enough off with casting some beginner spells, they told me to go explore the world. One of them suggested I come here. I had thought it a place for quiet discussion and contemplation...."

"... I still don't know if I'm just the butt of some grand joke or not..."

"Hmm." Troi considers Ned's story. "'Quiet discussion and contemplation,' eh? This definitely ain't the place for that. Though if you got one of the rooms, they're quiet enough... when Grak here isn't singing."

He shrugs. "You could be the butt of a joke. Though it kinda depends on how you view having come here... if you take it as it is, this is a great place to just hang out. If you're looking for some place more... uh, scholarly, then this ain't the place for ya."

 

[Jade Solstar]

After Torindel gets his drinks from Tingle he looks around the tavern over the steam coming off his drink and says to noone in particular "Well my good fellows, where may I find a seat to hear of the exploits that may await ?"

 

[Thels]

"Why, thank you, Troi", Zoe says with her charming voice, giving him a quick peck on his cheeck as she passes him on the way to the chair. After she got comfortably and pulled her gear together, she continues: "Boy, it's sure is crowded in here today. Lots of unfamiliar faces."

Smiling back at Telerin she says with a grin: "Guess I'll ask him up on that at a later time. Now in the meantime, any gentleman around that wants to offer a lady a drink?" Zoe looks around with a charming face.

 

[GnomeWorks]

Zoe
"Why, thank you, Troi", Zoe says with her charming voice, giving him a quick peck on his cheeck as she passes him on the way to the chair.

Troi smiles. "The pleasure is mine." He bows slightly.

"Boy, it's sure is crowded in here today. Lots of unfamiliar faces."

"It sure is. People've been comin' in all day long."

"Now in the meantime, any gentleman around that wants to offer a lady a drink?"

"But of course!" Troi says. He then looks to Tiggle. "Zoe's got whatever she wants, it's on me. She asks, you make, I pay."