(Tavern) City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn VI
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crueldespot
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Duel Not to Be
A few minutes later, Cain exits the back room, heading for the front door. He draws his sword as he walks. Once he gets to the door, he turns and looks behind him.
Seeing that no one else has left the back room after him, he smiles broadly.
He re-sheaths his sword. Then he goes up to the bar, orders dinner, and finds a chair at a table, from which he can see the door to the back room clearly.
A few minutes later, Cain exits the back room, heading for the front door. He draws his sword as he walks. Once he gets to the door, he turns and looks behind him.
Seeing that no one else has left the back room after him, he smiles broadly.
He re-sheaths his sword. Then he goes up to the bar, orders dinner, and finds a chair at a table, from which he can see the door to the back room clearly.
DM-Rocco
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"...and that boys and girls is how the one legged elf killed the mighty dragon Klarxnot with a wet haring," said Robillard as he finished another brillant story by the hearth.
"No no, please, hold your applause, no, you are to kind," Robillard took a sweeping bow and retired for a bit to the bar.
He takes note of Cain, orders a bottle of the inns finest and two glasses. He plops down on a stool next to Cain, pours a dought for each and raises his glass in a toast.
"Why so glum, chum," he says in a cheerful manner.
OOC, technically it is frowned upon for me to grab another character to talk to you, but it is in the spirit of fun and Calamar is in another room and Robillard is more at home talking to rogues
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"No no, please, hold your applause, no, you are to kind," Robillard took a sweeping bow and retired for a bit to the bar.
He takes note of Cain, orders a bottle of the inns finest and two glasses. He plops down on a stool next to Cain, pours a dought for each and raises his glass in a toast.
"Why so glum, chum," he says in a cheerful manner.
OOC, technically it is frowned upon for me to grab another character to talk to you, but it is in the spirit of fun and Calamar is in another room and Robillard is more at home talking to rogues
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Pbartender
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DM-Rocco said:OOC, technically it is frowned upon for me to grab another character to talk to you, but it is in the spirit of fun and Calamar is in another room and Robillard is more at home talking to rogues
OOC: Actually, there's nothing wrong with that at all, so long as Robillard and Calamar don't team up on Cain, beat him up and steal his loot.
crueldespot
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OOC: Glum? How does "He smiles broadly" translate into "glum"?
Let's not start describing each other's characters or this could get really ugly. Hypothetical example: "Cain looks at the girlish Rodan* and wonders why he would wear women's underpants outside of his armor"
*fake name for example purposes
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Cain holds up his finger until he finishes chewing. Finally he answers. "Glum? I'm sorry, friend minstrel- You must have me confused with someone else." He chuckles "I just got hired for a job tomorrow. Then I stood up to a halfling-hater and proved him a coward." He points towards the back room with his fork. "So things are going very well. I'm just going to finish my dinner and hit the sack. Early day tomorrow."
He accepts the offered glass and returns the salute. "I'm Cain, by the way. Thank you for the drink." He holds out his hand for a handshake.
Let's not start describing each other's characters or this could get really ugly. Hypothetical example: "Cain looks at the girlish Rodan* and wonders why he would wear women's underpants outside of his armor"
*fake name for example purposes
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Cain holds up his finger until he finishes chewing. Finally he answers. "Glum? I'm sorry, friend minstrel- You must have me confused with someone else." He chuckles "I just got hired for a job tomorrow. Then I stood up to a halfling-hater and proved him a coward." He points towards the back room with his fork. "So things are going very well. I'm just going to finish my dinner and hit the sack. Early day tomorrow."
He accepts the offered glass and returns the salute. "I'm Cain, by the way. Thank you for the drink." He holds out his hand for a handshake.
DM-Rocco
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"Glad to meet you Cain," he said eagerly shaking the hand of the little fellow, "I am Robillard Lath'eon, Oratory man about town. I speak of the epic virtures of heros and the mighty deeds they do. My friends call me Sparrow, my enemies call me 'damn you,'" he pauses to smirk at his own humor.
"This wizard you speak of, have you a name associated with him? Perhaps I have heard of him?
Ooc, Hmm, seems you dwelled on that resonse for an hour. It was an expression, doesn't matter if it is true, you never know, he may be being sarcastic.
"This wizard you speak of, have you a name associated with him? Perhaps I have heard of him?
Ooc, Hmm, seems you dwelled on that resonse for an hour. It was an expression, doesn't matter if it is true, you never know, he may be being sarcastic.
crueldespot
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"His name?" Cain wrinkles his brow. "You know, that's funny, Sparrow. I forgot already. Caramel? Calamari? Something like that. I'll ask him tomorrow. You should try the mutton. Here, have a bite."
DM-Rocco
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"Mmm, yes I hear that is good," said Robillard, as he reached for a peice and tried it, "if you ever get the chance, try the roasted Cockatrice.
"All in all it bodes well that you forget his name, that means that you are not filling you heart with anger or regret. Most likely it was a matter of a simple misunderstanding. You said that he was a halfling hater, perhaps he had good intentions, perhaps his familiy had died by a roaming band of halfling cannibals like the story of Hagith and half pint.
"Perhaps it wasn't your race at all, perhaps it was your profession. Let's face it little one, most people do not appreciate our finer talents until they need a lock picked or a trap sprung. It sounds as if you will still have to travel with him, it would be best to try and get along. Perhaps a small gift to make a mends, nothing fancy, some mistletoe or holly, it is abondant this time of year so you could get it for free. Besides, it would not be the cost, but the gesture behind it.
Robillard turns to a near by wench and whispers in her ear. The wench giggles and blushes and moves along. He looks at Joe, polishing a glass and then returns back to Cain.
"You seem a decent enough fellow to me, so I can't imagine what it is that you, or he, said to pick a fight, but I wouldn't want a wizard on my bad side," Robillard said, and then looked to the door and then back to the little halfling, "if you proved him a coward, how is it he is in there and you are out here, if anything, doesn't that just prove that discretion is the better part of valor?"
"All in all it bodes well that you forget his name, that means that you are not filling you heart with anger or regret. Most likely it was a matter of a simple misunderstanding. You said that he was a halfling hater, perhaps he had good intentions, perhaps his familiy had died by a roaming band of halfling cannibals like the story of Hagith and half pint.
"Perhaps it wasn't your race at all, perhaps it was your profession. Let's face it little one, most people do not appreciate our finer talents until they need a lock picked or a trap sprung. It sounds as if you will still have to travel with him, it would be best to try and get along. Perhaps a small gift to make a mends, nothing fancy, some mistletoe or holly, it is abondant this time of year so you could get it for free. Besides, it would not be the cost, but the gesture behind it.
Robillard turns to a near by wench and whispers in her ear. The wench giggles and blushes and moves along. He looks at Joe, polishing a glass and then returns back to Cain.
"You seem a decent enough fellow to me, so I can't imagine what it is that you, or he, said to pick a fight, but I wouldn't want a wizard on my bad side," Robillard said, and then looked to the door and then back to the little halfling, "if you proved him a coward, how is it he is in there and you are out here, if anything, doesn't that just prove that discretion is the better part of valor?"
crueldespot
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"His reasons for rudeness don't matter. Anyone who throws insults should expect a confrontation. Back home, there are a few halflings I care not for, but I remain civil unless I wish to fight."
"Thanks for your suggestion of a gift, but a gift from him is unnecessary. I wouldn't compound his shame by demanding that he apologize with a gift. I have vindicated my honor."
Cain lights his pipe before answering the last question. "Oh, our business in the room was finished. We were told to come back in the morning. Land Fant might have stayed to negotiate the price, but I have no role in that. His only reason for staying back there is fear. I'm sure he'll peek through the keyhole eventually and see I've gone to bed and then he may venture out. Then you can get his version of the tale."
"Thanks for your suggestion of a gift, but a gift from him is unnecessary. I wouldn't compound his shame by demanding that he apologize with a gift. I have vindicated my honor."
Cain lights his pipe before answering the last question. "Oh, our business in the room was finished. We were told to come back in the morning. Land Fant might have stayed to negotiate the price, but I have no role in that. His only reason for staying back there is fear. I'm sure he'll peek through the keyhole eventually and see I've gone to bed and then he may venture out. Then you can get his version of the tale."
DM-Rocco
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"Well, it seems that you have all well in hand, although I don't see your logic," said Robillard as his face screws up in contemplation, "reguardless, let us not talk of it further, it up sets you and that is not good for the digestion. Come, let us dance, mistro," he said in a loud clear voice to the band of bards in the far corner of the room, "a lively tune if you will."
The music played a lively beat and Robillard snapped his fingers and two wenches came to his side, ready to tear up the dance area, he jestured to Cain and offered him one to dance with and jestured for him to join him.
The music played a lively beat and Robillard snapped his fingers and two wenches came to his side, ready to tear up the dance area, he jestured to Cain and offered him one to dance with and jestured for him to join him.
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