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| "The Flying Helm Inn"; Gather ye Travelers! Food and Drink! | |
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| Topic Started: Jan 27 2009, 01:39 AM (2,304 Views) | |
| ~Darthanis Galbraith~ | Jan 27 2009, 01:39 AM Post #1 |
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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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| ~a young cunning fox~ | Jan 27 2009, 10:25 PM Post #2 |
Phantasmagoria
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josh walked into the bar, and slowly carefully made his way to the bar. he made sure to notice every little detail because this was a new town after he escaped the old one. as he grasped his hidden sword he said to the barkeep, " give me a good brew". as he drank the beer waiting for something exicting to happen. as it has been days since anything exiting has happened. just as he was starting to get a little more relaxed he thought he heard a stange noise, but then he saw it appeared just to be a small rodent. (keep in mind this is my first rp/ rp post) |
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| ~Fatalis Maximus~ | Jan 27 2009, 11:37 PM Post #3 |
Beware the Berserkergang...
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Little time had passed since Josh had walked into the tavern to have a drink when three leather-draped figures walked through the doors, the bells jangling as they entered the musky tavern. "Ugh, smells in here," Lira, the only female of the three said. Syril, the tallest of the two males, placed a hand on her shoulder, reassuring her. "I know Lira, but this will be an essential part of learning civilized culture." Breseth, the other male of the group, sporting spiky black hair compared to Syril's long blond, snorted. "If this is civilization, they can keep it to themselves. I'd sooner just kill them all." A portion of the tavern close to the door went silent and stared at the newcomers. Syril elbowed Breseth in the gut, and shot him an irritated look. Breseth sighed, then spoke out over-dramatically, "Oh, but I don't plan on doing that because they're such nice people. Cheers to them! Yes... cheers." The patrons shrugged their shoulders and returned to their drunken stupors. "Seth, you can't do that here! We'll get in trouble!" Lira hissed. Breseth just grunted and walked up to the bar. He sat down beside Josh, called for a drink, then shot a glance at the man. "So, what's your story?" he inquired. (I'll get bio's for the three later on.) |
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"Hmph. I don't even need this rusty sword to kill you." - GSD | |
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| ~a young cunning fox~ | Jan 28 2009, 12:13 AM Post #4 |
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"i came here from the next town. i have a guess you could say i'm a mercenery. why do you ask any way?.", josh asked contently. he drank a little bit of his beer as he waited. he also thought he saw something a little diffrent about the trio that justed arrived. he simply ignored his gut feeling, because the last time he listned to it he had a bad end to his choice.
Edited by a young cunning fox, Jan 28 2009, 01:35 AM.
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| ~RipTheJacker~ | Jan 28 2009, 11:21 AM Post #5 |
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Morticia pushed the door to the tavern open, and skipped in loudly. "La la la!" The blonde little girl began to march and sing, spinning in circles. She wore a tattered pink dress, covered in ruffles, and drug a seemingly dead cat by the tail. "La la laaaaa! You're all duuuuumb!" She danced over to Josh and placed the dead cat on his lap. "I'm a cuuute wittle princess, and you're gunna pay for my meal!" She giggled sweetly. Edited by RipTheJacker, Jan 28 2009, 11:21 AM.
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| ~a young cunning fox~ | Jan 28 2009, 12:37 PM Post #6 |
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as josh looked at this little girl, he started to smile as it reminded him of the days before the english took him. "and what meal might that be little princess, and what kingdom do you rule?", josh said a sort of glee to see a happy face. josh even almost forgot of the stranger next to him. as he looked at the little girl waiting for an answer. |
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| ~esreveRPsychology~ | Jan 28 2009, 12:39 PM Post #7 |
Allow me to introduce myself, I am Doctor Buzz Killington.
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In the corner of the loft, a figure wrapped in a massive Charcoal cloak turned over in his bed. He'd spent hours trying to catch some rest, but the time of day was all wrong, and despite his fatigue, sleep would not come to him. Kero pulled the cloak tighter around his shoulders, settled himself a little deeper into the rough bolster, and tried to ignore the lump under his hip. "Peace and quiet... just fifteen minutes of peace and quiet, all I ask..." A boot bounced off the headboard of his bed as another occupant of the loft spoke up. "Keep it quiet, people are trying to sleep." Kero rolled his eyes, threw the boot back, and tried his best to convince himself he was tired. Just as he was finally beginning to feel sleep creeping up on him, a shrill voice jerked him awake. "La la laaaaa! You're all duuuuumb!" Kero's eyes snapped open in annoyance, accompanied by the urge to throw something very heavy. 'Like maybe a good sized Anvil...' He huffed in annoyance, and rolled to a sitting position. Sleeping just was not an option tonight. Climbing out of his bed, Kero scratched absently at the space between where his mask ended, and his hairlocks began. 'If I can't sleep, I may as well get some socializing in...' He started across the loft to the stairs leading onto the main floor, accidentally bumping another patron's bed in the process. The occupant tossed him a glare, to which he mutterd a quick apology, before stumbling down the stairs, and into the sea of tables. Nearing the bar, Kero tossed a few coins onto it's surface, and waved for the tender's attention. "Belbin... A pint, and as much beef as that'll pay for." He shuffled onto a stool where the bar met the wall, and continued his request. "... and hey! make sure it's cooked this time!" |
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| ~RipTheJacker~ | Jan 28 2009, 02:20 PM Post #8 |
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The girl reached a pale hand up to Josh's collar and pulled at it. "I'm the princess of your kingdom, and I want pancakes." Morticia picked the cat up by the head and smiled. "And he likes tea!" |
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| ~a young cunning fox~ | Jan 28 2009, 03:18 PM Post #9 |
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as josh playfully bowed to the little girl, josh said,"well then my princess i will buy you as many pancakes that i can afford, and your cat will have some tea as well.", as josh reached into his pocket to reach for his coins he noticed one or two were missing. he thought to him self all well, and pulled out all his coins, got the bar keep's attention. "bar keep 9 pancakes and 3 glasses of tea for the young princess and her feline friend", josh said with more of a playfull mood. as he soon as he got the food from the barkeep he handed them to the little blonde girl. he still kept his eye on his hidden sword beneath his cloak. as he knew something was still odd about the trio that came in earlier. josh made sure not to let the one sitting next to him get away with anything |
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| ~Twilight~ | Jan 28 2009, 03:46 PM Post #10 |
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While the little 'princess' was just about to recieve Josh's order of pancakes, the door to the tavern opened as the end of a staff was set down on the wooden floor. Those standing on the opposite side of the door, namely the ones sitting by the bar, could see a shrouded figure standing there, just about to enter. Yet due to the setting sun being on the persons back he appeared almost like a shadow against the lit up background, and ontop of that he appeared to have a brightly shining aura surrounding him. The next second heavy footsteps could be heard as the almost two meter tall figure walked inside, and with a thud the door closed behind him. While one might have expected a mage of some kind, what with the staff and cloak-like garment, what met ones sight as the illumination of the setting sun vanished might be a bit of a surprise to some. Before the now closed door stood a large broad man, clad in a full suit of plate armor, with a long heavy white mantle fastened under his large shoulder guards, that almost wrapped around his entire body. The only place he did not appear to wear armor was infact his head, which was completely bare and showed a man in his late twenties, with a few shallow scars here and there, with his hair being of a dark blonde color and about ear length and prety messy, with a bit on the back hanging down to his neck. What might be most peculiar about him still would most likely be the staff however, as while it was made off or atleast covered in steel, the top of it had a shape that suggested a wizards staff, being like a metal ring split at the top, with a gemstone set in the middle, held there by three smaller strands of metal. Although the observant might notice the golden cross set on his right shoulder guard, suggesting he originated from some form of church, or atleast were religious himself. Though his deep green eyes had a serious, almost intimidating look to them as they surveyed the tavern for a few seconds, earning a few angry groans from the thugs who had previously been rather loud as they quieted down a bit, they and the rest of his facial features turned to a more calm, pleased way. Then the man turned to the bar and began to walk toward it, causing small thuds with each heavy, yet apparently not encumbered step. After reaching the bar the armored man took up a position a few meters to the right of a man who sat by the end of it, though he did not sit down on the nearby stool, instead standing with his right arm holding onto the staff and his left leaning on the desk. A little to his right was a few other people who seemed to be off foreign origin, though it was hard to tell with just a quick look and Edrian thought that as long as they did not cause trouble he had no right to bother them. With a smile on his face Edrian gave a short wave to Belben as he saw the old gnome come to probably pick up the coins the person to his left seemed to have left on the desk. "Greetings Sir Kard, its nice to see you in good health. Has the evening been quiet thus far?" Edrian asked, his voice was 'powerful', without really speaking that loud it carried far and despite not ordering anything it had a hint of authority to it. OOC: some images to help visualize Edrian, prety bad quality but I couldent get a working camera :< Image1 Image2 I'll try to get a profile up sometime later in the week if I can find time for it. |
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