World of Low'verok

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*When Elexia grabs up the duck, there's a mass drunken outcry from the patrons at the bar.*

"'ey! Leave 'e duck alone missy, 'e's not fer eatin!" someone says, as Elexia strolls up to the bar. The duck gives a forlorn quack as he's scooped up, and his neck stretches back toward his mug on the bar. As you ask about the manager, the barkeeper comes over to see what the commotion is about. He seeks you with the duck and holds out his hand for it.

"Did 'e bite you lass? He's usually not the bitin' type, did you move his mug?" he asks, looking concerned.

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus Male LizardFolk Ranger lvl2

Seeing Elexia rush into the bar, Drax follows behind her, as swiftly as possible, looking out for danger. He comes up beside her in the bar, and keeps an eye out for trouble, while listening to the exchange with the Barkeep.

 

[Guest 11456]

Gaoi Gustwig : Air Genasi Wizard 3

Adventurer's Guild

Having been occupied writing up a report of the creatures the group had run across in their travels, Gaoi had failed to notice that several of his companions had left. Looking around he noticed Rokelsh was still in the guild with him. The young genasi moves over to Andon and hands him the report.

"This is all that I can recall about the creatures that we encountered on this trip. I hope it can be beneficial to others."

Then he smiles, nods, and then moves over to his friend.

"Rokelsh! Where have the others wondered off to?"

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Rokelsh shrugs himself out of the daze he was in.*

"I think I heard them say something about the Drunk Duck Inn," he says, nodding down toward the docks.

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*Draxiksus, at the bar you see a swarthy young human holding a tamborine. He has a slightly nervous air about him. Beside him is a dwarf with a badly scarred face, as if he had been attacked by an animal in his youth. This dwarf is dressed in simple cloth garments, with nary a stitch of armor on him. You've seen at least a half-dozen dwarves, and they all favored armor even in the swamp. He's a bit of departure from the norm. But despite this oddity, his eyes are warm and kind.*

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus male LizardFolk Ranger lvl2

You can speak to the bard if you would."

Bobbing his head in a not quite right imitation of a nod, Drax sees that the Barkeep is about to get chewing and he does not envy it.

Drax steps further down the bar, listening for Elexia's discussion with the Barkeep to get out of hand, and approaches the Dwarf and Bard.

With a quick bow to each, arms down and held out to the side, with palms towards these two in what he thinks is a gesture of non-hostility.
"Excussse my intrusssion maker of musssic, and sssir Dwarf. Pleassse do not let my look alarm you. We are here to ssseek out a maker of musssic here, who may join with usss. We have jussst come from the Adventurersss Guild. Sssome friendsss of the White Mother had to walk different pathsss, and ssshe requiresss more companionsss."

 

[Argent Silvermage]

*When Elexia grabs up the duck, there's a mass drunken outcry from the patrons at the bar.*

"'ey! Leave 'e duck alone missy, 'e's not fer eatin!" someone says, as Elexia strolls up to the bar. The duck gives a forlorn quack as he's scooped up, and his neck stretches back toward his mug on the bar. As you ask about the manager, the barkeeper comes over to see what the commotion is about. He seeks you with the duck and holds out his hand for it.

"Did 'e bite you lass? He's usually not the bitin' type, did you move his mug?" he asks, looking concerned.

The white mother glares at the man and says in a very steady voice, "What have you allowed to happen here? Do you know the damage that Alcohol will do to this poor innocent? Why, I will probably have to nurse it off booze and get it back to health. What do you have to say fopr yourself for allowing an animal to become addicted to liquor?"

Elexia stares at the man until he starts to react and then simply starts in again about the evil he has allowed to happen to this poor innocent duck."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"The ale ain't 'arming 'em! 'e's been me mascot fer goin' on twenny years! You seen any other duck 'oo's lived so long? It's been doin' good fer 'im, my word as a sailor," the barkeep says solemnly. The duck gives a quack and struggles in Elexia's arms, nudging her with his beak.

 

[Rayex]

Gryxas Male Dwarven Monk4 of the Stone Flyer Order

The dwarf nods politely at the lizardman, trying not to stare.
"A music maker, I am affraid I am not, but I will be happy to lend my assistance, if any of the sort is required."
He get distracted for a second, noticing a woman ind white and the barkeep having a discussion.
"Is that your White Mother?"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

"The ale ain't 'arming 'em! 'e's been me mascot fer goin' on twenny years! You seen any other duck 'oo's lived so long? It's been doin' good fer 'im, my word as a sailor," the barkeep says solemnly. The duck gives a quack and struggles in Elexia's arms, nudging her with his beak.

Elexia puts the duck down and shakes her head, "Twenty years? The life span of a duck is about eight years. Obviously this is not hurting him. I apologise for being rash."

She walks over to Drax and waits for him to introduce her to the people he is speaking with.

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2

Bobbing his head as Elexia walks up, "White Mother, I ssseem to have confusssed our intent here. I was jussst now trying to introducsse myssself to the musssic maker and Dwarf here. The dwarf hasss offered hisss help." Turning towards the Bard and Monk and tilting his head down "I am Draxssiksssusss."