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Post by Aldfalric Stormblessed on Jan 23, 2014 22:06:13 GMT -5
Aldfalric looked up and then down to see the Gnome enter. He called over to her with a wide Grin. "Luna! That's not what you need to warm yourself, come, sit have a drink. I've something to show you!"
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Malicity
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Post by Malicity on Jan 23, 2014 22:11:21 GMT -5
The drow watches quietly, swishing her glass once more.
"Good evening Regent Luna. Welcome. Have a seat. Are you warm enough?"
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Lady Luna Honey Badger
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Post by Lady Luna Honey Badger on Jan 23, 2014 22:18:51 GMT -5
Luna looked up for a moment to see who had called out before taking her goggles off. "Ah! Aldfalric, I have something to tell you although I am sure that what you have to tell me is more exciting," Luna turned then turned to the Drow. "Evening Malicity. I do believe I am now that I am by the fire. The usual please," Luna announced to the bartender as she went about making herself more comfortable. She pulled a chair over and sat next to Aldfalric.
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Post by Dax on Jan 23, 2014 22:33:35 GMT -5
Dax grumbles something unkind about elves and their mothers fornicating with Parrots from his position on the table. He's seemingly drifting off to sleep
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Rath Chiana
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Post by Rath Chiana on Jan 24, 2014 10:36:08 GMT -5
Rath opens the door and walks in shaking the cold off of his bones. He walks over sits by the bar nearest to the fire. In a lyrical voice he as her pulls out paper in a quill and writes "The cold comes and the horn blow. The old ones humes and legends know."
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Ainvar
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Post by Ainvar on Jan 24, 2014 13:43:55 GMT -5
The tavern door creaks open, out of a swirl if snow a tall figure steps into the tavern, pushing the hood of his cloak back exposing a hardened face, a scar under the left cheek bone. taking a short scan of the room, the man exclaims, 'by the Gods, what does a man have to do for some mead!', he took a table in the corner and began to load his traveling pipe with fresh pipe weed. by the time he created a good ember, a wench sauntered to the table with a bottle of warm honey liquid. Giving a slight grin, he placed a golden coin in her bust, took the bottle, and filled his horn with the brew. the wench gave a flushed cheek smile and went to tend to other patrons as the man gulped down mead, incrimintingly drawing on his pipe as the ice in his beard began to melt.
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Post by Aldfalric Stormblessed on Jan 24, 2014 14:42:32 GMT -5
Seeing Dax slowly drift off into an alcoholic haze the Winter Court Fae simply chuckled to himself and pointed to the drawings in his book. "This is what i have been talking about Luna. We could deal with a great many problems this way. Fire this at somone, and no amount of armor will save them. Guarenteed"
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Lady Luna Honey Badger
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Post by Lady Luna Honey Badger on Jan 24, 2014 15:22:49 GMT -5
Luna heard the door open twice and close twice as she took the cup offered to her by the bartender himself. She then turned around to see who had come in, "Evening Rath and Ainvar. I hope hope your travel from the Lock has not been burdensome Ainvar. And Rath, is that another line of song you are writing?"
Luna then turned back around to face Aldfalric and the book that she could clearly see. She extended her gloved hands at the book calling in an excited high pitched voice, "Gimmie Gimmie Gimme. I wanna see. I can't see. Let me see!" It took her a moment before realizing that she still had her gloves on. She took ripped them off with her mouth and placed them inside one of the many containers hanging from her belt before taking up her cry, "Let me see!"
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Nsia La Rin
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Post by Nsia La Rin on Jan 24, 2014 15:23:39 GMT -5
Cold wind blows through the tavern as the door opens to let in yet another patron. A raven flies through the door followed by a short figure in a plaid hooded cloak. “Aeh, we don’t allow animals in the tavern.” The barkeep yells at the figure. “Augury goes where I do, good sir. “ She says under her hood as she walks forward to slide several gold coins across the bar. “Since I have to inconvenience you.” Taking the table closest to the bar, with her back to the wall, Nsia removes her hood, revealing jet black hair and dark brown skin. “You be not from ‘round here girl?” the barkeep asks her. “No, I am afraid not.” Nsia replies smiling.
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Ainvar
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Post by Ainvar on Jan 24, 2014 15:51:37 GMT -5
Ainvar nods to Luna as he refilled his horn, exhaling a sweet smelling cloud of smoke, 'aye, a bit of snow is welcomed.', he shot a glance at the young tavern wench, 'it gives an excuse to warm the bones. How fare you on this evening, Lady Luna?'.
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Lady Luna Honey Badger
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Post by Lady Luna Honey Badger on Jan 24, 2014 16:39:07 GMT -5
"I'd fare better if Mr. Stormblessed would let me see the schems," Luna sighed as she knew her actions would most likely make Aldfalric laugh or give a quip remark. She liked his little quips and liked the relationship they had. He built things. She loved building things. She often traded ideas back and forth she knew eventually he would give her the book to meddle through.
Luna looked at the other person who came into the tavern shortly after Ainvar and tilted her head. She then climbed off her chair and went towards the woman. "Evening traveler. I am Lady Luna Honey-badger, Regent of this fine city. If you need anything, please let me know and I will see if can help."
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Post by Aldfalric Stormblessed on Jan 24, 2014 18:34:05 GMT -5
Aldfalric slid the book across the table to Luna. "Well it's no Canturbury Tales, but the pictures are much more entertaining, unless you skip to the lust section in which case...." His voice trailed off a bit slightly as he got a far away look in his eyes for a moment. Drawing out a small notepad he jotted something down with a sadistic smirk on his icy blue lips before tucking the small black notepad away. He then began pointing things out to Luna "You see it's portable, and can be transported anywhere. I want to test it on some birds before we field it fully, It has to be accurate"
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Malicity
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Post by Malicity on Jan 24, 2014 18:42:29 GMT -5
Malicity just sat ther swishing her wine, sipping it occasionally staring out across the room eyes glassed over, the flames of the blazing fire flickering across their slick surface. She barely stirred as people came in and conversed. She knew as the night thickedned her delivery must be drawing nearer.
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Ainvar
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Post by Ainvar on Jan 24, 2014 19:16:06 GMT -5
Casually soaking in the conversations around him, Ainvar motions the wench over and drops a small leather sack of coins upon the thick wooden table. 'a small cask, and this time something better than the watered down p*ss you just served me. Real mead'. Removing his heavy cloak, draping it onto the chair diagonal to him, the soft glint of the Wheel of Taranu flashes, hanging by a leather cord around his neck. Observing the female Drow (Malicity), he mutters something in Gaulish before emptying the ashed contents of his pipe and reloads it, putting a splinter of wood to the candle atop the table, he rests it above the pipe and puffs the ember back to life, clouding his head in a screen of smoke.
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Throwgath DP Clarke
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Post by Throwgath DP Clarke on Jan 25, 2014 1:34:36 GMT -5
The wind howls in the night, the air cold as ice the sound of heavy foot steps echo in the night. the wooden door slowly opens the sight of a huge green hand grabs grabs hold of the edge of the door. finally the door opens wide to see a shadowy figure stands there when a big gust of wind blow inside blowing in snow that covered the floor "winter is coming... oh wait it already is here" he awkwardly said.he closed the door as he walks up to the beer winch asking for a cheap drink. he dropped few copper on the counter. as he sat down he had to bring two chairs to hold his large size.
(He wears a bears fur cloak and a large black taberd with a white skull at the bottom of it. he`s armor is old, rusty and scratched to hell Brigantine.)
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