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| ~Darthanis Galbraith~ | Jan 27 2009, 01:39 AM |
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Belben Kard, Gnome, Local hero and Barkeep of the Flying Helm Inn sits telling the tale of how he acquired the Inn. His raspy voice carries easily to the door as you enter. As you walk up to the bar you begin to notice your surroundings. In one corner of the Tavern is the cliche cloaked figure. It seems to be minding the rather large knot in the table it sits at. Off to the left of the Bar a group of gambling patrons. Most of them sport scars and they laugh loudly as they engage in their game. They probably strike you as the sticky fingered type. The tavern in rather large. Complete with a dining hall, a bar, kitchen, outhouses, fireplace, and loft that sports a handful of vermin frequented bedrooms. Outside is a small stable and a fistful of the usual buildings you would find in a local town. One of the largest buildings is a Temple, its exterior is embellished by Golden Great swords. Beings of various races gather at this place as it is sort of a crossroads between major cities. Needless to say, the scenery at the tavern changes often. (Have fun, Keep in mind there is no goal in mind for the roleplay. As long as we get some interaction here I'm happy.) Edited by Darthanis Galbraith, Jan 27 2009, 01:40 AM.
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| "The Flying Helm Inn" · Fantasy Role Plays | |
1:45 AM Nov 27
