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

[Animus]

The door to the Red Dragon Inn opens again. A bald dwarf enters, wearing chainmail and carrying an axe, shield slung over his back. He looks around, and sees that the place is almost empty. He looks around and goes over to the nearest table of dwarves. He makes himself at home among the dwarves.

He says loudly, "Wench, gimme an ale! A dwarven ale! I be parched!" He drinks his ale sloppily. After he drinks that one, he gets another one and guzzles that one as well. He continues this a few more times, and then, obviously drunk, he stands and says, "Arr! It be singing time! I guess I be startin'!"

He starts the dwarves in a song...

Hi dee hi dee hidee, hi dee hi dee ho.
Hi dee hi dee hidelee hi dee hi dee hi dee ho.
Hi dee hi dee hidee, hi dee hi dee ho.
Hi dee hi dee hidelee hi dee hi dee hi dee ho.

Dagummit is my name, and Blondain is my clan.
Just come to us if you want the best stonemasons in the land.
Some people say I be stubborn, some people say I be crass.
I tell them, 'Right you are!' and I kick them in the --

Hi dee hi dee hi dee...."

He continues in this manner.

 

[scout989]

Jann nods at the newcomer at his first appearance, but quickly begins to grin as the dwarf fulfills all of the racial prejudices against dwarves of which he has ever heard. After a few verses, Jann has picked up the chorus well enough to join in, which he does in a light tenor voice. He eventually orders two rounds of ale from a passing barmaid; when he gets them, he will go sit with the dwarf, passing one of the flagons to him with another nod. When the dwarf stops to sup the ale, he'll smile and introduce himself: "My name is Jann, and that was some mighty fine singing. Shall we have another round of singing, or more ale first?"

 

[Animus]

"More ale! That's the way to go," he says. "If you want to make yourself home here, you gotta drink, and I see you got the deal! Dagummit's me name, and thanks for the ale."

 

[scout989]

"That sounds good to me" says Jann, signaling for another round. Again waiting for the dwarf to break from singing to sup the ale, he asks "What is it you do, anyway? As for myself, I channel arcane power through my self."

 

[Animus]

"I be a fightin' dwarf," Dagummit replies. "Can't ya tell? Got me trusty axe right here." He holds his dwarven waraxe in the air. "And I be a singin' dwarf too! Wench, another beer!" He grabs his beer and stands up, singing:

Hi dee hi dee hidee, hi dee hi dee ho.
Hi dee hi dee hidelee hi dee hi dee hi dee ho.
Hi dee hi dee hidee, hi dee hi dee ho.
Hi dee hi dee hidelee hi dee hi dee hi dee ho.

Now what dwarves be known for, is hacking things in twain.
We like to cause great havoc, and giving orcs great pain.
We hack, we slash, we bash 'em, until they be mince meat.
And then when we be done, it be time for a good feast!

Oh...

And he continues on in this fashion.

 

[spycat]

another mead good barkeep.

thank ye

 

[Jdvn1]

Kamdar Gilfoot, Gnome Bard

The door swings and in walks a small... a normal sized Gnome. He brushes off his short cape, looks up and smiles, "Hello, all. Kamdar Gilfoot at your service! Did I hear some singing in here? I'd love to have a listen." He stops by the counter to briefly introduce himself to the barkeep and then joins the others. "Any interesting stories involved?"

 

[Erekose13]

ao'Thuir returns to the Red Dragon after a long hiatus. After pretending to be a pirate for a bit, it had been good to get his feet back on solid ground. Rather than return by ship he had decided to take the long route and walk. Entering the bar he announces in a road weary, but loud voice, "ao'Thuir of the Ghost Tribe, barbarian of the plains returning from his latest conquests. Now then an ale and a big one Joe, I'm thirsty."

Sighting the dwarf singing, he takes a seat nearby and turns his attention to the odd sight.

 

[fuzzy]

Levin, Human PsyWarrior 1

A young man walks into the bar, throughly exhuasted. He's wearing a dark green suit of scale mail and holds a bloodstained longsword. "How many times is that guy going to try to kill me?! Thats about the fifth time hes paid people to kill me. Break one heirloom sword, get chased around for life. And man, that scar still hurts. Oops forgot to introduce myself. The names Levin. How bout a ale, Joe?
Levin sits down at a table and watches the dwarf sing.

 

[Animus]

"Aye! I see the bar be fillin' up!" Dagummit says, as the newcomers enter in turn. When the gnome speaks to him he says, "Good day, master gnome! Though ya look a bit prissy, I'll take yer company anyway. Have a drink! Wench! More ale!"

When she comes by with the drinks, he slaps he on the bum, which gets him a glare in return. "Fair lass she is. To bad she has no beard. Let me tell ya about a true dame!

There be this fair dwarf maiden, Bruuntessa was her name.
More stubborn than an old mule, a true dwarven dame.
Torso like a barrel, a beard that flows for years.
And best thing of all, she can put away the beer!

Oh..."


As he recited the word, "beer", he slammed his mug into another dwarf's, and they sang the chorus.