Elocin
Lurker (sort of)
Chapter 1 - The Whistling Stag
As the night continues on you see more people come into the tavern to drink their worries away. The Bard does a number of sets and she tends to focus on what has been happening in Evereska and the dealings with the Phaerium and the Sharn both of which are on the minds of everyone in the room. Thankfully both of these situations seem to have worked them out and the dust have settled for now. You can see that as everyone is having a good time and enjoying each others company but you get the sense that everyone is also on edge and are just waiting for something to happen. Whenever the front door is opened everything stops and everyone looks to see who/what is coming through the door. Everyone is drinking but no one is drinking to excess and you can see that everyone has some kind of weapon on them, be it dagger, sword or mace and they all seem to be made out of silver. The only ones who seem to be drinking heavily is the group of dwarves who are leaving town tomorrow almost as if they are celebrating leaving town.
You would imagine that this tavern normally has twice the number of people in it but as of late most people are just staying in the safety of their homes.
As the night continues on you see more people come into the tavern to drink their worries away. The Bard does a number of sets and she tends to focus on what has been happening in Evereska and the dealings with the Phaerium and the Sharn both of which are on the minds of everyone in the room. Thankfully both of these situations seem to have worked them out and the dust have settled for now. You can see that as everyone is having a good time and enjoying each others company but you get the sense that everyone is also on edge and are just waiting for something to happen. Whenever the front door is opened everything stops and everyone looks to see who/what is coming through the door. Everyone is drinking but no one is drinking to excess and you can see that everyone has some kind of weapon on them, be it dagger, sword or mace and they all seem to be made out of silver. The only ones who seem to be drinking heavily is the group of dwarves who are leaving town tomorrow almost as if they are celebrating leaving town.
You would imagine that this tavern normally has twice the number of people in it but as of late most people are just staying in the safety of their homes.