[Tavern] Tower's Shard 2010

[Someone]

The dwarf turns to face the man,
"Oi pal! Better watch yer tough unless ye want t' walk away wid'out it." he says, before returning to his ale.

Leeghon continues talking as if he didn't hear the dwarf. "...so they spotted the bear entering the room where I was sleeping in my cradle. They tell me they're not sure of what happened that day except that I had a necklace of bear teeth"

 

[FourMonos]

Braddock leans back in the chair, enjoying his time with Muzdum. He lies his craghammer on the table, still within reach. As if out of habit, he pulls his pipe from his traveling bag. The filling and packing of the pipe seems like a ritual in and of itself. While filling the pipe, he offers some tobacco to Muzdum and lights up before continuing.

"Aye, I've heard of the Stonehand clan. I heard a tale of Fagrim Stonehand was prospecting down in southern Valenar, looking at some small granite hills, hoping to find a viable mine. A small patrol of elves came upon him. They got right offended when he punched one o' the horses in the head and knocked it out."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Aye, strong fellas, I say dey nailed it wit deir clan name." comments Muzdum while savouring the stronger ale. "Dis's much better."

 

[dimsdale]

Rumbum gets up from the table and moves to a corner of the room, not occupied by anyone and urinates against the wall. He then moves towards the group with the new loud dwarf. I RUMBUM...you fight too. The orc shakes his head with a huge grin on his face, bearing his pointy teeth.

ooc: switching to blue since there is so much red.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Aye big fella, me fight good." Muzdum says, attempting to speak like the low witted orc. "Ye drink good too?" the dwarf shakes his mug, making the beer dance in it, like tempting the orc with the drink.

 

[dimsdale]

With cat-like reflexes Rumbum grabs the cup out of the dwarf's hand and walks back to his seat. He comes back with the cup and a bowl. He then looks at the dwarf as he splashes the contents of the cup into the bowl. RUMBUM drink from bowl...not cup! He then quaffs the ale...with half of the liquid dripping onto his armor and the table in front of him. Ahhhhhhh...ale is good.

ooc: blue not good color for rumbum

 

[FourMonos]

Braddock watches interested in the impending drinking contest between the dwarf and the orc. He blows lazy rotating smoke circles as he smokes his pipe.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Good! Hah!" Muzdum pats the orc's shoulders powerfully, before returning to his mug, emptying it. "Yer turn!"

Endurance: 15

 

[FourMonos]

Braddock leans back in his chair, surveying the room. "You know, for a "thrill every minute, most dangerous establishment in the mighty city of Sharn" kind of bar, this place is pretty quiet."

He blows some slow smoke circles while smoking his pipe.

 

[dimsdale]

AGGHHHHH Yes...you are right... this place is boring...nothing...nothing to do...except drink bowl ale! AGGHHHHH! Barkeep....more ale bowls! says the orc as he grabs a chair and throws it against the wall, shattering it into many pieces. To the dwarf. You drink more ale bowls with me...yes?