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Post by atamisc on Apr 15, 2008 9:35:45 GMT -5
As chorin enters the well lit bar he says "Finally" with a sigh of relief "I finally get to have a drink it has been forever since my last one." when he gets to the stools at the bar he turns to his side and there was a small rather pudgy looking person definatly male by his beard.
"Good afternoon lad, What kind of drink would ya' like t'day." the bartender says as he finishes cleaning up a cup.
"Hmmmm How about some brandy u got that might as well start off lower and work your way up you know." he says as ge sits there contemplating his next drink. The bartender sets up the cup and pours out a nice clear liquid with a slight tint of brown in it. "Ahhhh that looks good." as he sits up and gets prepared for his so called feast.
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Post by Crow on Apr 16, 2008 0:31:49 GMT -5
The door creaked open once again as a dwarf, covered in grime and wearing spiked full plate stomped in, armor creaking and boots heavily thumping. As the bartender asked him what he wanted he shouted, "Ale!" He promptly kicked a man out of his seat and scilenced his complaints with a glare and growl.
As the man walked away he took the tower shield off his back and set it against the table as he sat down and waited for his drink.
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Innoxium
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Innoxium Medacium... Falsa Veritas (Innocent Lies... False Truths)
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Post by Innoxium on Apr 16, 2008 22:14:28 GMT -5
Grunt barged into the tavern without a second thought. His large body managing to fit through the door way barely. His appearance looked rather confused when he finally paused and looked around. "There no shinies here." Grunt grunted as he looked about and finally just threw his body downward so he sat in the middle of the tavern's floor.
"They said Grunt find shiny here." He pouted and looked about, "No shiny." For being fairly tall, nearly 7-foot at his young 14 years of age Grunt looked like he didn't belong here... Oh no, he looked like a nomadic person, leather armour, no boots, no backpack, he didn't even have any provisions. All he apparently had was a large axe, a few knives, and a belt with some skulls on it... Odd fellow to be seen in a tavern though.
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Post by atamisc on Apr 18, 2008 9:05:37 GMT -5
"Good afternoon.......hic......what brings you guys here...hic.." said chorin as he downed a pint of ale.
Looking around and seeing if anyone was still around looked at the guy sitting by his lonesome self and said. "Hey why dont you come over here...hic and sit by me....hic...that way you will get your drink quicker....hic......and maybe we can find out ifg theres anything worth doing in this town.....hic..." as he started to order another drink this time saying that he doesnt mind what kind it is and will pay the tab for the stranger as well.
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Innoxium
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Innoxium Medacium... Falsa Veritas (Innocent Lies... False Truths)
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Post by Innoxium on Apr 20, 2008 22:45:01 GMT -5
Grunt rubbed a grubby finger against his forehead and stuck his lower jaw out. Yep. A brain dead being indeed. Standing up and scratched his stomach and staggered on over to the man at the bar, "You smell like goat pee." Grunt grimaced and dropped his large body beside him, "Grunt once had to bathe in the goat's watering hole, Grunt's mum wouldn't let Grunt back in hut for three nights."
Grunt nodded and placed his huge hands on the bar's top, "Grunt want drink." Boy did his breath STINK! Whew. "Something sloshy with taste." Grunt nodded.
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Post by atamisc on Apr 22, 2008 9:15:58 GMT -5
"Good.....hic..........luck with trying to.....hic......find somthing good to drink in this place." He says under his breath "I have....hic....been here for three days now with no adventure.....hic.....so i just decided to hit the local tav.....hic....ern here." as he said that a large glass slides along the barand hits the large mans hand.
"Say would you like.....hic.......to start an adventure with me? Ive been Raring to......hic....get into some fighting for some......hic......time now." he says while he laughs.
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