[Tavern] Tower's Shard 2010
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A short, dark-skinned male Tiefling slips in through the door while the commotion in the bar is absorbing most of the room's attention and takes a seat at an unoccupied table as far away from the antics as possible with his back to the wall.
He tilts his head as another patron of the bar, a halfling, whispers something in his ear and he whispers something back, his expression darkening a little. The halfling makes a whispered response and goes back to his seat.
The tiefling stands and mutters half-heartedly but loud enough to be clearly heard, "I have been told I am to announce myself. I am called Kellas." With that, he returns to his seat, crosses his arms, and leans back in his chair, methodically scanning the tavern from his vantage point with inscrutable golden eyes.
He tilts his head as another patron of the bar, a halfling, whispers something in his ear and he whispers something back, his expression darkening a little. The halfling makes a whispered response and goes back to his seat.
The tiefling stands and mutters half-heartedly but loud enough to be clearly heard, "I have been told I am to announce myself. I am called Kellas." With that, he returns to his seat, crosses his arms, and leans back in his chair, methodically scanning the tavern from his vantage point with inscrutable golden eyes.
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The door burst open. A large orc with a toothy grin barrels through the tavern, knocking over chairs, patrons and tables, then stops abruptly in front of the dwarf and the one with the pipe. I think of new game. Ha Ha...It called stab guard in butt when he's not looking HA HA HA! Rumbum looks around the room and then heads for an open window, throwing his axe through it first, then jumping through it himself. Guards no like game.
Just then a group of guards burst into the room. WHERE IS HE! the captain says in a angry authoritative voice. A final guard appears and limps his way towards the rest of the group. One can tell that he is the angriest of them all. The captain notices the injured guard come in. Harrison, better go to the cleric and get that checked out. The guard nods his head and limps out the door.
Everyone points to the open window. The guards do a quick search and then exit.
Just then a group of guards burst into the room. WHERE IS HE! the captain says in a angry authoritative voice. A final guard appears and limps his way towards the rest of the group. One can tell that he is the angriest of them all. The captain notices the injured guard come in. Harrison, better go to the cleric and get that checked out. The guard nods his head and limps out the door.
Everyone points to the open window. The guards do a quick search and then exit.
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Kellas smirks from his place at the table.
"There is not much to say. I can't say I have the many exploits I hear are common to other patrons of this place. I suppose if it's of any interest to anyone here, gang activity in Khyber's Gate seems to have picked up.
"They're just petty thugs, but more than one tiefling could handle. As far as I can tell it's just a swell in recruitment and not some alliance they formed with some cult of the Dragon Below, thank the Gods. That's not exactly a tale, but better than leaving you entirely empty-handed, I suppose."
"There is not much to say. I can't say I have the many exploits I hear are common to other patrons of this place. I suppose if it's of any interest to anyone here, gang activity in Khyber's Gate seems to have picked up.
"They're just petty thugs, but more than one tiefling could handle. As far as I can tell it's just a swell in recruitment and not some alliance they formed with some cult of the Dragon Below, thank the Gods. That's not exactly a tale, but better than leaving you entirely empty-handed, I suppose."
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Braddock takes a long pull on his pipe. Smoke wafts from his mouth as he speaks. " 'Ach, m'lad. It isn't always in the telling of the tale that comes the value."
He waves his hand dismissively, at no one in particular. "Aye, aye, many a bard will argue that point, to be sure. But that is like asking the stonemason in the wall needs any more support."
Another drag on the pipe, "But each tale contains information, some of which is useful to somebody. The key is the right person listening at that moment."
"Mind you, I agree that was a terrible telling of a tale. Ye need to be hanging out with more halflings, in my opinion."
He waves his hand dismissively, at no one in particular. "Aye, aye, many a bard will argue that point, to be sure. But that is like asking the stonemason in the wall needs any more support."
Another drag on the pipe, "But each tale contains information, some of which is useful to somebody. The key is the right person listening at that moment."
"Mind you, I agree that was a terrible telling of a tale. Ye need to be hanging out with more halflings, in my opinion."
Kellas grins and lets his chair hit the ground with a thud, then stands and strolls over to where Braddock's seated, pulling up a seat beside him. He sits down and leans in conspiratorially, the twinkle of mischief in his eye.
"Well, just between you and me... there was one time..." He starts chuckling and then leans back, shaking his head. "Nah, forget it. Clearly I was not born to be a bard."
"Well, just between you and me... there was one time..." He starts chuckling and then leans back, shaking his head. "Nah, forget it. Clearly I was not born to be a bard."
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Braddock chuckles deeply, then out and out laughs a deep hearty laugh. One can't be sure if he is finding humor in Kellas's joke or the image of Muzdum in harlequin attire.
"I don't know, Kellas, you've got a good start. Stay. Drink. Let's share company! Brews, more ale please!"
"I don't know, Kellas, you've got a good start. Stay. Drink. Let's share company! Brews, more ale please!"
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