Tavern Thread: The Hanged Man

A slender young man paused across the street from the Hanged Man tavern, eying its entrance dubiously.

**This place is where I'll be able to find aid? Are you sure?**

**nothing is sure ~~ likelihoods, probabilities ~~ you know this**

With an internal sigh, he crossed the street and walked through the doors. Turning down the hood of his cloak to expose sandy brown hair, softly pointed ears and a short, neatly trimmed beard, he approached the bar. "Greetings, innkeeper," the half-elf said with a strong Imperial accent, flashing a winning smile. "My name is Morvannon Rinael. I'm newly arrived in your city, and I was told that the food here was 'good, for the price', while the ale was described as 'excellent at any price'. I'd thank you for a serving of both."

Ten minutes later, Morvannon's attention had wandered from his meal to a battered notebook drawn from a pocket of his cloak. He ate mechanically while paging back and forth.

[sblock=OOC]So, here's a new character (and a new poster! hello!). Thought I'd get an intro post up while I wait for character approval.[/sblock]
 

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Tristan ignores the creak of the door behind him and nurses his drink, staring blankly at the wall. However, at the familiar tones of an Imperial speaker, he sharply turns his head around to check upon the new arrival. Upon observing that it is only one of the Temperavir, his shoulders relax somewhat and he gives a curt nod before returning to his silent ponderings.

[Sblock=ooc]Welcome to ENWorld, and L4E![/sblock]
 

Magnus, who had been vigorously scatching his beard as though trying to dislodge some pest, stopped and turned to watch the newcomer. Holding up a blunt and brutish finger, he traced a whirling pattern in the half-elf's wake. Squinting one eye, he intently studied the movements of his own finger as though trying to solve some puzzle.

Maybe so....maybe so....hehehe.
 

"Ah ha! So this is the tavern I've been hearing about." Ash looks around the tavern, thinking inwardly with a surprised look on his face "Wow...I would've thought there be more adventurers about...oh well, guess things will pick up sooner."
"Nice to meet all of you fellow adventurers! My name is Ashurn Dhara. You can call me Ash." Ashurn bows with an exaggerating flourish. "Hey there Bartender, can you get me a mug of milk....what?! Why the strange look?", finishing the sentence with a flip of two coins into one of the empty beer mug near the bartender. Ashurn walks towards the table nearest to the dart board, set the drink on the table and starts throwing his shuriken towards the dart board.

[sblock=OOC]Hi everyone! First time to PNP/PBP DND! Been reading through couple of the adventures that are done as well as ongoing, they have been great, if not fabulous! Hope I get approved soon and get into an adventure group! :D[/sblock]
Ashurn Dharan
[sblock=Ashurn Dhara stat block]Ashurn Dhara - Level 1 Male Human Rogue
Passive Perception: 15, Passive Insight: 11
AC:16 (19 vs. Opportunity Attack), Fort:12, Reflex:17, Will:14 -- Speed:6
HP:24/24, Bloodied:12, Surge Value:6, Surges left:7/7
Initiative +4
Action Points: 1, Second Wind: not used
Powers: Sly Flourish, Deft Strike, Piercing Strike, Positioning Strike, Trick Strike
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[sblock=OOC]I'm one of those looking for work. Would be quite active, at least checking on the board once a day if not more. :)[/sblock]
 

[sblock=ooc]Unless I've miscounted, or missed someone, we have 5.

Two One warlocks
One rogue
One Two wizard
One fighter

I can't exactly say as to active, but these are the ones that have posted in the last week who haven't subsequently left on an adventure.

edit: Okay, so the crazy mad dwarf isn't a warlock. That's what I get for assuming. :blush:[/sblock]
 
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A young woman enters the tavern. Her appearance and clothing mark her origin as the Kingdom of Jade.

“I am Haruka Sato. Should any require aid in matters arcane or esoteric, my services are available.”

Having introduced herself, she walks to the bar. She mulls over the choices for a moment, then makes her decision. “Barkeep, a pint of your finest, if you please.” She puts down the coin and takes up the mug placed before her. She sniffs it, winces slightly, then shrugs and takes a gulp and swallows it down.

“Ah, sir?” she addresses the bartender between coughs, “Perhaps instead I could simply have some water. Yes, yes, you may take back your ale. I find it to be… not to my taste.”

Holding the mug of water in both hands, she makes her way to an empty table. She sits down and places the water in front of her. She then makes a small gesture and a tongue of flame shoots from her fingers and licks at the mug, warming the water and scorching the table. After a few moments she reaches into her pack and pulls out a ceramic cup and what appear to be some dried leaves. She drops the leaves into the cup and then pours in the now-steaming water. A small smile plays across her face as she waits for the tea to steep.

[sblock=OOC]Hi everybody. Thought I’d cool my heels here while waiting for approval. Better add another warlock to the unemployed list.[/sblock]
 

The hinges on the door creak angrily, as the portal slowly opens. A cloaked & hooded figure enters the tavern... only to shake his head, and quickly exit.
 

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