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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Okakouta Date: November 8, 2014, 7:15 am
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I'll just have Geoffrey waiting in the inn, before the others go
to collect their belongings. Geoffrey will have been journaling.
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 8, 2014, 1:04 pm
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*Is is irregular that they're barring the gates?*
"OHlright, Ser, you want anythung? A couple skibbies maybe?"
Blaster says to the guard as he walks towards the Inn
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 8, 2014, 8:16 pm
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*Bardertown's gates are typically barred at night, although
usually a buard or other known person will be able to re-enter
the city after dark via a postern door.*
"Ah, headed to the Winking Maid, eh? Shepard'd have my head for
drinkin on watch, but give that sweet Tanya a pat on the ass for
me, eh? Haha!"
You continue down the avenue, passing the ramshackle wooden
buildings of the dockyard. The smell of fish and smoke is
everywhere, and aways in front of you, you can see some merchant
cogs and galleys rocking gently in their moorings. For the most
part, the harbor area is a collection of houses built on houses,
all in various states of disrepair. Lining the side of the
avenue are various stalls under canvas awnings, where during the
early morning and afternoon fishmongers and grocers will hawk
their goods. Just now, however, most are gathering up their
things for the day and heading inside. Nearer the docks, there
are some larger and much more well kept customs and trading
houses, in addition to the much larger warehouses. At the very
end of this avenue, on the left, you can see your destination:
The Winking Maid, a large boxy building with a big painted
wooden mermaid hanging from its second floor balcony, winking at
any and all who pass by. From the door and windows you can see
the warm glow of a cookfire, and you can already hear the
commotion from within as the place begins to come alive for the
evening.
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 8, 2014, 9:45 pm
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Blaster enters the Winking Maiden with his customary slamming
open the door and yelling, "OIE!!!!! Tanya ya saucy biscuit!
Where da haell are ya?!"
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: ducki Date: November 8, 2014, 11:04 pm
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Lyrina finds the mermaid disturbing but oddly charming. She
walks into the tavern and looks around for any empty tables,
preferably towards the middle
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 9, 2014, 4:03 am
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The inside of the Maid is already packed with all sorts—
sailors, fishermen, whores, and the occasional mercenary—
drinking and hooting and laughing. Several look up, and seem
vaguely interested to find out that one of you is a woman.
However, upon seeing your age and your scars, they all turn
away.
All the tables in the center of the room are empty, as it seems
the Maids patrons prefer to be as close to corners and walls as
possible.
A busty woman with bronze skin and long, dark hair appears on
the stairs to the second level, and shouts down, "Up here,
darling! Tell me that you came here to call on me yourself, and
not at the behest of that dolt Hudson."
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 9, 2014, 6:20 am
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"Oie, come now Tanya! Ya know Im taken... only one Masta to dis
Blasta if ya know what I mean!!!!! (Blaster bellows a deep
chuckle) But me brother's standing guard right down da road as
we spaek though! Im sher he'd rather be standing something else
though, if ya know wha I sayin!!!!!! (Again, Blaster bellows out
a dumb chuckle, this time he spits out beer when he laughs,
somehow he acquired beer in the middle of this monologue and had
a mouthful of it)"
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Duncan Seastove Date: November 10, 2014, 6:22 pm
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"Ah! Blaster! You best intend to pay for that drink, boy, or
I'll be serving your manhood in tomorrow's soup!" Shouts the
barkeep, Yoba, a grizzled old one-legged sailor with a great
mane of silver hair and skin as dark as charcoal. "And you, you
old wench!" He says, pointing at Lyrina, "Are you going to buy
something, or am I going to have to shove my peg up your
shriveled arse and ship you off with some guild slavers? I hear
the Turmish will pay good coin for experienced women."
As Yoba is shouting, you see Tanya being pulled back upstairs by
a big portly man with bushy mutton chops. She blows Blaster a
kiss and winks before disappearing upstairs with the man.
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: Rognvaldr Date: November 10, 2014, 8:25 pm
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"Oie, barkeep! Bring us some more, ya know Im good for it! Where
da fauk is that dark elf brotha? Let's see what dem look like
with some skib in em!"
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Re: A Land In Peril
By: ducki Date: November 11, 2014, 7:24 am
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Lyrina glares at the barkeep and imagines setting him on fire
and watching his skin melt..... then nods in aproval for more
drinks.
*Is Geoffrey here?*
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