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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest5 Date: June 14, 2016, 2:20 pm
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Willow blushed an even deeper shade of crimson as Astandord
mentioned her grumbling stomach, moving to stand next to him at
the bar. "Yes Willow is very hungry" the foxling replied with a
grin as she glanced over her shoulder, pale green eyes drifting
over the other customers in the bar. A frown briefly creasing
her features as she noticed one of the men staring at her then
returning his attention back to his ale. "But Willow doesn't
drink ale for breakfast..."
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest15 Date: June 14, 2016, 4:21 pm
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"I don't drink it for breakfast either. I drink it for warmin'
up to eatin' breakfast." He grins, moving his arm to place hand
on her shoulder closest to him as one would a close mate.
"What ya fancy to eat? It's been a good week or so without any
trouble, i'm in a good mood. Breakfast on me."
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest11 Date: June 14, 2016, 5:44 pm
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*Tromain slips quietly I through the door, as the wind buffets
his cloak he snatches his hood and pullls it down firmly keeping
his face in the shadows. He closes the door and scans the room
with his keen eyes, within seconds he spots Kavroka at the bar
and walks over as quickly as his limp would allow, he speaks
softly*
Evenin boss. Any new contracts? Need to earn some coin sharpish
if I'm to replace my bow.. unless you've a soft spot under all
them scales and fancy returning it? *He chuckles lightly knowing
full well he will never be given that bow again*
*He looks to Jimmy* Any decent healers abouts? Got a few war
wounds that need tending. No rush mind, for now a skin of spring
wine will suffice.
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest5 Date: June 15, 2016, 1:37 am
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Willow laughed at Astandord's reply, she nodded and the bells in
her hair sounded musically as if in agreement. Willow did not
flinch at her companion's touch, in fact it was comforting, the
acknowledgement that a friendship was slowly blossoming which
delighted and pleased the foxling greatly.
"Willow has money, a little coin...but she accept a treat of
breakfast with Astandord...do they service hot buttered bread?"
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest15 Date: June 15, 2016, 8:03 am
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"I 'unno, I normally go for meat, but when Jimmy is free there
we'll find out." He gives a quick pat to the shoulder, perhaps
more firmly than he should have, then turns inward to the bar to
lean on it. "You got any plans for today?"
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest43 Date: June 15, 2016, 2:45 pm
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When his companion spoke Karvroka turned with a slight smirk,
"Nothing as of yet I'm not long here myself unless Creeg or
Eldrain have found anything, may have to look into these Claw
and Crown groups in the town I imagine at least one of these
will have work" he said disappointed at the lack of noticeable
job board in the town.
He then chuckled "It is a very pretty bow, when we get some jobs
and you have the coin I might be inclined to return it to you
though after all you have served us well despite your injuries"
He then proceeded to look around the bar
"Where did that wight get to anyway"
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest5 Date: June 16, 2016, 1:26 am
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Willow wasn't quite sure what the firm pat upon her shoulder
meant but she wasn't offended or uncomfortable, she said nothing
guessing it was the warrior's way of acting in friendship and
she was so grateful for it. The foxling looked at him for a
moment, chewing her bottom lip and playing with the many
bracelets adoring her wrist. She felt bad of the white lie she
had told him when they first met...it was more protection from a
stranger than disrespect to the man but she was worried now, she
didn't want to deceive him.
"Willow likes chicken" she replied after a pause as if to agree
with the idea of meat for breakfast with a smile. "But Willow
has no plans...maybe explore the town...or help Astandord"
((Due to writing up my bio at long last or enough for the
character sheet my first idea for Willow being here is changed
so lets just say she said a little white lie to protect herself
when in a strange town for the first time))
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest15 Date: June 16, 2016, 9:54 am
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"Sounds good. Town seems quiet 'nuff this mornin'."
He nods, turning to face onward a bit better. "I've got to ride
north west to Kelheim keep. One of the many negatives of being a
Mercenary from the Empire is the... uhh... What's it called in
the common tongue..."
He thinks for a moment, eventually finding the word. "Constant
activity checks. Got to hand in my reports for the week and get
told I can continue here, and pay the taxes for my work."
He sighed, annoyed at the fact that not only does he have to
give some of his money away to his homeland to be a Mercenary,
but the fact he has to ride so damn far to do it.
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest33 Date: June 16, 2016, 4:32 pm
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Saethwr stood up from his table and crossed the room. Paying no
obvious attention to anyone in the bar. If someone were to pay
him close scrutiny however, they'd see he always keeps his left
hand beneath his cloak. He approaches the bar and places a
pewter goblet on the surface. "Another cup mead if you will,
barkers. Oh, and whatever passes for breakfast today if you
please." With his right hand, he places a small pouch on the
counter.
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Re: Tavern Tales
By: guest5 Date: June 17, 2016, 1:25 am
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"Kelheim keep" Willow repeated softly to herself as if saying
the name aloud would help the foxling remember. "Willow will be
sad to see Astandord leave...but happy when Astandord returns"
she gave him a smile all the while wondering about what she
might find in the town while he was absent. Willow turn her a
attention briefly as the cloaked stranger approached the bar and
mentioned breakfast, she giggled as her stomach grumbled again.
"Willow wishes Astandord a safe and speedy journey..."
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