The Four Lands - Dark is Rising

[Lou]

Merib Arimon, man in the blue robe

"Ach, nay, lad, sorry aboot that, I am! I thought ye were me younger brudder Angus for a second there. Ah, but since ye're not, obviously, but ye're still here, why don't ye tip a wee cup with us and wash some of the trail dust down ye're parched troat?

"Thank you, sir. I think I will. My name is Merib Arimon. I hail from the land between the rivers, on the larger river."

OOC: Just making this stuff up.... other than the name.

As the party begins to talk amongst itself the halfling bar keep approaches with with two bar maids carrying several high quality cermaic mugs and three large pitchers. "Excuse me good sirs but this is being sent by the gentlmen over there as an apology for buming into the young sir earlier. It is almost the last of this years Green Dragon Specail Reserve. I think you will enjoy it indeed'

"Thank you, and thanks to our kindly benefactor!"

In a louder voice he says, "Here is your seat young sir," and motions the newcomer to join them. He stands and faces their benefactor. "To your very good health and long prosperous life sir."

Merib joins in the toast, "Here, here!"

 

[J. Alexander]

Responding to the salute the other table raises it mugs and you would swear you see beads of frost on the rim of their cermaic cups

 

[Leif]

Stexird Kranhauser, Dwarf Ranger

"Dinna think more of it, Merib Arimon! I'd say we both be a-needin' a froond, and I'd be right grinnin' to call ye mine. Name's Stexird Kranhauser, but, ach, call me Stex. I be a scout and a warrior, but UNDER me mountains is where I really shine! And, who's ever heard of a healthy Dwarf tarnin' down an offer of free drink? Oh, it could happen, surely, but I'll wager that tonight just ain't the night!" Stex appears to set into his complimentary drink with the anticipated gusto, but the beads of "frost" have him concerned for the safety of imbibing this drink. Stex just allows enough of the drink into his mouth to touch his tongue to give him a good taste and scent to see if he detects any adulteration. 99.9% percent of the drink is soaked into his beard.

 

[J. Alexander]

As Stex raises the the mug to his mouth he almost drops it as the mug becomes icy cold in his hand and the beverage itself become cold bringing out a deeper richer complexity of the ale inside

 

[Leif]

Stexird Kranhauser, Dwarf Ranger

Stex hastily puts the icy mug down and warms his hands in his pockets. "Tha's na' ale, tha's sorcery, tha' is," mutters Stex softly under his breath.

 

[J. Alexander]

Just about the time stex puts down his mug the door opens and a small framed young man who looks to be sixteen or so with very delicate features enters the bar and walks to a small table and takes a seat. The barkeep quickly moves over with a very nice decanter of what appears to be golden elven ale and a crytal mug

 

[Scott DeWar]

raising his mug as the others do, the easterner tilts his head in the direction of the other table. He then watches in silence as the newcomer enters, sipping his green dragon ale.

 

[Neurotic]

Logan salutes, but doesn't drink. He had enough alcohol for one night. As the opportunity arises he offers his mug to his more stout companions, if they want to enjoy another drink.

 

[Scotley]

Anessen savors the cool ale. As an elf he is no stranger to the simple magic that cools the beverage and as a soldier no stranger to drink. He does not over imbibe, but shows less restraint than most of his companions. "Welcome Merib. We are all strangers to the city. Will you be entering tomorrow as well?"

 

[Lou]

Merib Arimon, man in the blue robe

"Welcome Merib. We are all strangers to the city. Will you be entering tomorrow as well?"

Merib looks around at the others and takes a closer look now that he has been told that they are all strangers to the city. Turning back to the elf (Anessen) he replies, "Yes, this is my first trip here."