VanderLegion
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[Tavern] Tower's Shard 2011
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CrimsonFlameWielder
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Son of Meepo
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Pushing her massive frame through the opening barely large enough to contain her girth, the half-dwarf, Ghourra Droranath, known to her acquaintances as Ghourra Gravedigger, enters the tavern.
She wears the same battle-tested armor, each scale inscribed with Davek runes depicting stamina, protection, and fortification. The cloak, though tattered, appears to be somewhat newer than the rest of her gear. She carries her massive weapon with symbols sacred to Dol Arrah along both haft and blade. It's spade-like shape, and macabre purpose to which it had been put contributes to her appellation.
Noticeable in the light of the lantern that floats just over her shoulder, exposed before the rolled-up sleeve of her tunic is a tattoo, so fresh that the skin around it is still red and tender.
She pulls up a seat at the bar, settling her bulk carefully on the stool so that she does not break it.
Brews looks up from the glass that he is wiping to address her.
"Afternoon, Ghourra, back from your latest adventure."
"Back from fighting werewolves."
"Sounds dangerous."
"I get bit a few times, but always healthy. Never get sick."
Brews pours Ghourra a drink.
"Well, try this. It always kept the chill away they tell me."
Ghourra nods and drinks the syrupy liquid.
She wears the same battle-tested armor, each scale inscribed with Davek runes depicting stamina, protection, and fortification. The cloak, though tattered, appears to be somewhat newer than the rest of her gear. She carries her massive weapon with symbols sacred to Dol Arrah along both haft and blade. It's spade-like shape, and macabre purpose to which it had been put contributes to her appellation.
Noticeable in the light of the lantern that floats just over her shoulder, exposed before the rolled-up sleeve of her tunic is a tattoo, so fresh that the skin around it is still red and tender.
She pulls up a seat at the bar, settling her bulk carefully on the stool so that she does not break it.
Brews looks up from the glass that he is wiping to address her.
"Afternoon, Ghourra, back from your latest adventure."
"Back from fighting werewolves."
"Sounds dangerous."
"I get bit a few times, but always healthy. Never get sick."
Brews pours Ghourra a drink.
"Well, try this. It always kept the chill away they tell me."
Ghourra nods and drinks the syrupy liquid.
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Khazin follows Ghourra into the tavern, and takes a seat at her table. He waves away the offer of a drink, and nods to Ghourra. "We did il-Yannah's work yesterday. I am pleased." He pauses and adds, solemnly, "Also, I made my rent before it was due. Which of these is a greater contribution to balance of light and dark in the world, who can say?" It occurs to Ghourra that the masked ascetic might actually be making a joke.
VanderLegion
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Vander enters the tavern shortly after Ghourra and Khazin make their own entrance. He nods to his two fellow adventurers, but chooses to go take a seat at the bar for the moment instead of joining them, needing some time to himself to think about what happened to him on the adventure, and the secret he's now keeping.
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