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DragonsxReturn: me Reisha if you would prefer not to use such names." She
said with a teasing tone."
DragonsxReturn: -"
I Yield to None: -Well..... he had entered more... unpleasant situations.
Inhaling deeply though his nose he would exhale it gradually while taking
steps forward to clear the porch and then enter through the front door.
Gloved fingers would work the
I Yield to None: clasp before entering and the door would be allowed to shut
on its own before he made his way to his usual table. What in the nine hells
was going on tonight? That gaze once again looked around, taking note of
those within... the
I Yield to None: last time something like this night happened there was a
battle with dire rats in the basement. Was Maria up to her games again?-
Tesarik One: (Does anyone know someone with the sn formedcorruption?)
Nobilis Arcanus: (Nope)
DragonsxReturn: [bope]
psionic wanderer: (Doesn't ring a bell)
DaemianBerazalle: He just grinned as he heard both Dorian and Reisha,
nodding gently to himself. He took a healthy swallow of his wine, picking up
another unrecognizable scent as
DragonsxReturn: [nope*]
Tesarik One: (ok thanks)
DaemianBerazalle: the door opened once more. "Well, I was going to take to
calling you by Boots if you didn't give a different name, so pleased to meet
you, Reisha." He grinned some, motioning Hana to top him off once again.
His gaze settling on
Mighty Gar thog: (no)
DaemianBerazalle: the other new face he didn't yet know.
Nobilis Arcanus: ::The jigger finished off he was turning from Gar and the
leaving form of Akito and was entering after the drow. Hand raised brushing
fingers along the braided beard while padding over to the bar. Taking a seat
he got a refill on
Nobilis Arcanus: the dragonsblood.:: *D
restless impulse: Naturally, she spent a significant amount of her time
merely prowling the streets of Navahla. Taking notes. Reading people.
Listening to the bustle or lack thereof on the offchance that a single drop
of information would pass unwary
restless impulse: lips and lead her to the next big thrill, that drop in the
bucket which would allow her to get a sure foothold in this city. So, she was
not the least bit surprised to see a brief flash of black with a graceful
step that could only
restless impulse: be attributed to one individual. And curiosity often got
the better of her greed .. and with silent steps she stalked, pursued, and
eventually found herself in front of this .. place. Her own hood was drawn to
mask sensitive eyes
Mighty Gar thog: ~The dragon had done some business, but only gained gold.
He wasnot overly happy with that. He looked about, wondering if he should
stay, or go off to work with the horses.~ /d
restless impulse: from the sun, the cloth dropping down as she slipped
inside the building and allowed herself to acclimatise to the tangible
difference felt inside. Well. This was .. different.
psionic wanderer: Drow just allowed to prowl around wherever they liked,
that was the reason he didn't wander around town apart from his brothel
rounds! One who knew Dorian could really tell he was in an off mood since he
didn't even make a disgusted
psionic wanderer: face when they started infesting his home away from home
away from home away from...well that was enough of that. He just glanced
over, then went back to his rum and closed his eyes, slipping into his
thoughts.
DaemianBerazalle: He watched Dorian quietly, measuring the man as he spoke.
It did indeed sound different than he was used to, and he took the moment to
take up a seat inside the inne. He much preferred the interior of the inne
to the exterior,
DaemianBerazalle: making himself comfortable at the bar with Reisha and
Dorian, a wave of greeting given to Rhyldrin. "Lo there, and welcome."
I Yield to None: -The city should be so lucky to have so many of "his kind"
(aka, the drow) prowling its streets as it were. Sexy, evil, smooth, evil,
devious, evil.... oh and evil! Regardless, if you wanted to have a good life
one should be a drow.
DragonsxReturn: She eyed the pair of drows, the pale skinned woman was
possible reverse in color to a drow aside with black and red hair. Her eyes
weren't human but only a deep, stare into them would it go noticed. Hands set
upon the drink, she
I Yield to None: Regardless, Rhyldrin couldn't read minds and as such didn't
have such thoughts in general. It must have been the universe musing. His own
gaze would already be looking at the famel (dragonsxreturn) before he shifted
his gaze to look
DragonsxReturn: did not mind them and honestly preferred them to the usual
types. She eyed the male drow with a cheshire like grin before returning to
the wine as she sipped her drink.
I Yield to None: upon the male who greeted him (daemian). A single eyebrow
lifted in response, though the action may have been hidden by his drawn cowl.
Did someone really just welcome him, Rhyldrin, to the Obsidian Heart Inne?
Surely this was
I Yield to None: another ploy by Maria to show her affect for him. He looked
upon the male for a few seconds longer before simply shaking his head and
looking toward the door. A hand would be raised so that a single digit could
fluidly curl in
I Yield to None: Mercy's cloaked directly, beckoning her toward his table.-
DragonsxReturn: [if anyone wants pictures of her outfit, let me know, and if
ya want char pic as well, bewarn one I email is a tasteful nude ]
I Yield to None: (See..... if anyone says yes now... well it kind of puts
them in a spot. However, I have no shame, so please send away! :)
DragonsxReturn: [ lol ]
Nobilis Arcanus: (Really kinda the same way,..you say nude I say Ok)
Mighty Gar thog: (Send)
DragonsxReturn: [sent]
Mighty Gar thog: (ty)
Nobilis Arcanus: (Thanks)
restless impulse: Mouth tilted with a hint of amusement, she had clocked him
as soon as she had stepped through the door and it would not surprise her if
he knew she had been following him from the moment her mind had turned to
such a venture. Soft
Tesarik One: (Just so no one else sends it in, Akito sent the log of what's
going on in the inne, so no one else send it from where he left)
DaemianBerazalle: Well, Dae was a bit of a different breed of his own.
Vampire, Ranger . . . just to name a couple. He chuckled softly as his
welcome seemed to put Rhyldrin off guard, and for that? He had no
complaints. Always better in his mind
Tesarik One: (from before he left*)
DaemianBerazalle: to keep the unknown on their toes. He was quite relaxed
this day, and it helped some that he had fed a while ago.
restless impulse: boots made precious little noise as she acquiesced to his
request: coming up to his table and dipping her head slightly. Her hair was
pinned back carefully so not a single strand shifted with the motion. "Bwael
tangisto."
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I Yield to None: -Off guard? Nah, just surprised and then annoyed.
Regardless the male was no longer on his mind. He would nod in silent
greeting to her "good evening" and motioned toward the seat across from him.
"I smack you around for a while in
I Yield to None: the training grounds and you start to follow me around like
a puppy...." He offered her a knowing grin before lifting his hand to the
tender or tendress on duty this night. "Had I know that was what you desired
I would have done it
I Yield to None: sooner." (d)
I Yield to None: (brb)
DaemianBerazalle: And there were two of them? The Heart had expanded quite
a bit in his absence. He just grinned, looking over to Hana with a look that
said there would be gossip to be listened to later. He just grinned, sipping
his wine some more
DaemianBerazalle: as he returned his attention to Boots. So . . . he wasn't
good with names. "Will you be staying for more than a drink, or will you be
traveling on then?"
restless impulse: "Such vulgar language." Opalescent eyes were turned to the
ceiling as the lyrical notes were murmured, gloved fingers taking grip of a
chair and scraping it across the floor before seating herself. "'Smacking me
around'? Hardly. It
DragonsxReturn: She went back to being quiet, letting others do as they
wished as she set a hand upon the counter hoovering it. The shadow her hand
made began to expand as she makes an motion with her fingers then lifting
hand up it became like
restless impulse: was a learning experience. One I believe you will not
forget easily." The small tilt to her mouth had grown a fraction: eyes alight
with the pleasure of having surprised him with her own expertise .. it had
been one win amongst
restless impulse: several losses, but she had displayed to him his own - for
want of a better word - mortality.
DragonsxReturn: clay ready to mold. "Hmm, I haven't decided quite yet, I
tend to sample things but not a woman to be tied down. Unless its with
leather and silk, then I'm a little more obligated to the term." Her hands
stroked it, shaping it into
DragonsxReturn: what seemed to be a cat though what sort wasn't easily
figured out.
I Yield to None: (back) -Alas, another case of individuals breathing longer
since the drow before them couldn't read minds. "Oh no... definitely not
something I will forget anytime soon." His words were laced with something
other than mirth... not a
Mighty Gar thog: (wb)
DaemianBerazalle: His left arm dropped to his side, (wb) his hand sifting
through his shadows, traveling along the path it would need to take to stick
a finger out of the shadow she was crafting. He gave a slight chuckle, his
arm lifting to rest
psionic wanderer: Well he could start broadcasting his thoughts to everyone
if the drow would prefer! He'd still be breathing in the end. He sat up a
little after a while, having started to slouch, and tapped his hook against
the table before him
I Yield to None: threat, nor challenge, it was more than a promise. It was
as if her fate had already been decided and he was the one weaving the
tapestry that was Mercy's future. He would order his usual drink before
slipping a dark hand into a
DaemianBerazalle: upon the bar once again. They were no stranger to him, or
he to them. He looked to Dorian as he started tapping his book, leaving his
other senses to be aware of the remainder of the room.
psionic wanderer: idly. After a moment of that he had another drink from his
bottle, then stuck the cork back into it and slid it aside. He stretched out
a bit then with a small yawn, and had a look around the room, seeing what had
changed since he'd
psionic wanderer: zoned out, if anything.
I Yield to None: pouch on his belt. From it a folded piece of scroll was
withdrawn and held out to Mercy for her to take. "It seems our meeting here
was beneficial." (d)
I Yield to None: (ty!)
Mighty Gar thog: ~The dragon frowned, seeing the large crowd inside. His
meal was finished, so he lifted the barrel, tipped it, finished the mead and
thumped it on the ground.Being outside, itshould not bother anyone, so he
simply slipped away, to
Mighty Gar thog: return to his labours this eve~ /d
Mighty Gar thog: (yw)
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restless impulse: "Mmm?" She reached out for the scroll and upon meeting no
resistance, accepted it and unfurled it. She scanned the text she found
therein quickly before folding it up as small as she could and tucking it
away in a pouch secured to
restless impulse: her person. A slender brow was arched with a questioning
air, soon followed by words tumbling from her lips. "Vel'bol .. zhah nindol?"
It was a whisper so low only ears of elven or the magically enhanced variety
could pick up, but
restless impulse: she surmised from the written text that it wasn't
something he would easily discuss in the open .. but still, having not heard
of such a thing before she felt compelled to ask.
I Yield to None: -The same fashion would be used to respond, though any who
heard would obviously discern the purpose of the statement, the details
remained unspoken. "Natha fuu'ux, whol dos, ussta d'anthe."
I Yield to None: He reached out and took his drink from the tendress upon
her return to the table and took a swallow while settling back into his
chair.-
DaemianBerazalle: He was an alert soul, but he was also polite. He heard
folks speaking in whispers, so he paid them no mind. Not here inside the
inne, at the least. In truth, he was curious, but it was their secret til
they shared it. He turned
Tesarik One: Maria was letting Hana'lee take care of the inne tonight, at
least for the good portion of the night. She was up in her suite of rooms on
the third floor of the building. But after some time, and hearing the tap
room more full than
DaemianBerazalle: to Reisha, checking on her drink. "If you want a refill,
I'll cover it for you. Don't worry over it." He tried to go out of his way
to make guests more welcome and inclined to stay. He wasn't the most
socially graceful of
DaemianBerazalle: creatures, mind you, but he tried his best. "And don't
fret over the cost . . . too much."
Tesarik One: usual, she headed down the back stairs and soon emerged from
the kitchen bearing a large platter of small glazed cakes. She glanced around
a moment as she stood there, holding the platter, then smiled and moved to
the bar to sit it
DragonsxReturn: While dragon tongue could decipher the language, she left
their conversation alone and finished molding the shadows into a slight
egyptian cat and then dove like wings upon its shoulders. She didn't care
that he stuck his finger
Tesarik One: down with a wave of her hand towards it, letting them all know
without speaking that they were free for the taking. She tucked her red hair
behind her ears, and picked up an apron which she quickly tied 'round her
waist. Dorian was
restless impulse: Soft laughter escaped from her throat, it was as muted as
her words but it was still amused. "Siyo jhal .. " She paused, dwelling on
what she had written. "Y'sik, vel'uss ph'nind?" Her curiosity had been
stroked .. but she did want
Tesarik One: spotted, and a wink was sent his way along with a wide smile.
Beyond that, she remained silent and began to take stock of what had been
sold, or what was being imbibed by everyone tonight.
DragonsxReturn: into the shadows, finally after a prick of her blood letting
the drop cause the shadow cat to solidfy and come to life. Its eyes were red,
wide and intelligent as it leaned to nudge her hand. "Oh, thank you, such a
sweet heart." She
OnlineHost: x Silver Heat x has entered the room.
DaemianBerazalle: (wb)
DragonsxReturn: stood up slightly to kiss his closes cheek unless he turned
his head. "Oh, money is such a material worry, it doesn't matter much to me."
restless impulse: to glean as much information as she could, in case she was
being sent into what could be a dangerous situation. "Lu' .. tlun usstan
tluin sil'tel'is whol nindol?" Another smile, gloved fingers making a small
pattern against the wood
x Silver Heat x: [ ^.^ ty. Meeting ran fast tonight. ]
restless impulse: between them. Oh she would accept payment but she supposed
she could be talked into a form of barter.
DaemianBerazalle: (afk a moment)
psionic wanderer: He went through a good deal of tea between tonight and the
previous night! Almost as if he could sense Maria before she entered the room
he sat up a little, and sent he ra smile and a wiggling wave of his fingers
when she spotted
psionic wanderer: him. He stood up and picked up his bottle, tucking it into
his satchel since he didn't figure she'd want to restock something he'd been
drinking from directly. Though it wasn't as if he was sick, that sort of
thing got sorted out in
Nobilis Arcanus: ::Spotting Maria he gave the redhead a nod in greeting,
spotting the cakes he did indeed taake one for himself.::Good evening Maria,
how have you been lately? ::He was raising the cake for a bite.::
psionic wanderer: a hurry. One of the advantages of being his own immune
system and feeling those little pesky intruders. He moved over to the bar and
had a seat near those cakes, eyeing them, mostly to see if he'd be able to
stab one with his hook
psionic wanderer: or if he'd have to use his only hand to eat one.
Tesarik One: Yep he could use his hook and stabby one, they were about the
size of cupcakes but a bit denser with fruits and nuts, and a thin sweet
glaze atop them. After her look around, she wiped her hands on her apron and
got herself a glass
DaemianBerazalle: (back)
I Yield to None: -A smirk would be offered to Maria when she looked in his
direction upon her survey of the interior. However, this night, his focus was
on business of a different nature. Mercy would notice a slight narrowing of
his ebon lids, but
Tesarik One: and her special bottle of whiskey she hid under the bar and
poured herself a glass full. She leaned against the bar opposite of Dorian
and took a sip, then grinned across at him. "Hey sexy, what kind of mischief
have you been up
Tesarik One: to?"
I Yield to None: it was still very subtle. "Dos ph'bista pholor suustol.
Wynthye lu'udos zhal kyorl." (d)
Tesarik One: A nod and smile was given to Rhyss when he spoke to her and
took a cake, "Doing well enough, how about yourself, dear?"
DragonsxReturn: [wb]
DaemianBerazalle: A nod of his head given to Maria, and he took the kiss to
his cheek graciously. He did give a wink to Reisha after she did so. "Think
nothing of it." He leaned back slightly in his seat, just getting more
comfortable. "I'll be
psionic wanderer: "Mischief? Me?" He skewered one of the cakes on his hook,
then brought it up to have a bite. It was probably a good thing he hadn't
filled the hollow part inside it with poison yet or he'd be having a bad
night. Or not, he had yet
Tesarik One: Oh that drow, she saw the smirk and stuck out her tongue at him
before moving on to the other doings of the night.
DaemianBerazalle: hunting down some of the rarer choices on the menu in the
morn, Maria." (ty)
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psionic wanderer: eat any poison that left more than a bad taste in his
mouth. "I've been holed up in the library talking to Jakob White for...hm,
probably a week, at least."
Nobilis Arcanus: ::A small smirk was given spotting the tongue sticking out
towards Rhyld,:;careful,...he might think you are giving him on offer.
::Smirk forming before tilting his head a bit.::And I am doing fairly well
myself. *D
DragonsxReturn: [if aloq to post I got 2 kids in my chair LOL big sis trying
to play with little bro]
DragonsxReturn: [slow*]
DaemianBerazalle: (No worries)
restless impulse: "Suustol? Ol zhah naut nau'vin ulu rhseev sil'tel'is whol
natha emp'poss .." The words were murmured, looking down at the table she
missed the exchange between the redhead, the drow, and that .. other one ..
she would hate to
Tesarik One: "Yes, you." She reached over and poked him in the nose gently,
then smiled towards Dae. "Sounds good, I do appreciate the boar you've
provided." She eyed Dorian a moment and then smirked, "I've wondered where
you were. Figured that
Tesarik One: was where you'd holed up. You know I missed you, I hope."
DaemianBerazalle: He knew she was speaking to Dorian, but Dae chimed in.
"Aye, I missed you, too. You fiery-headed gal, you."
restless impulse: think that the one time she had Rhyldrin's focus she would
lose it to outside interference. Though she did allow herself to snort
slightly, tossing her head though snowy locks and that ebon stripe were
secured against her
psionic wanderer: "As I missed you, my dear." He eyed Dae then, and for a
moment was tempted to skewer him with his hook...and the thought reminded him
that the cake was still stuck to it! No room for vampire skewering, it
seemed. He took another
restless impulse: scalp. "Usstan zuch wynthye." There was a professional
pride in her voice, and her own eyes narrowed slightly that he felt the need
to question her. After all .. if he didn't trust her skills, why wasn't he
doing it himself? In fact
restless impulse: she said as much. "Lu'dos ph'naut xundus ol p'wal .. ?"
psionic wanderer: bite of his cake. "Although after a week with Jakob, I
would've missed you even if I didn't like you very much. He doesn't talk
much, as you know."
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DaemianBerazalle: He gave a grin and a wink to both Maria and Dorian,
putting his hands up, palms facing out to placate Dorian as he chuckled
softly. "Aye, cause I'd be daft enough to set my eyes on a different woman."
He just chuckled softly,
DaemianBerazalle: grinning as he drank more of his wine.
a clarion beauty: The dark haired feykin hummed a cheerful tune as she half
skipped half walked the path that eventually led to the Inne nearby. She had
never been to these parts before, but that just led the girl to be even more
curious about it.
DragonsxReturn: "Hmm, I need to see to something outside, I will speak with
you later perhaps, Dae." She lifted her glass of wine, weaving through the
tables while boots made their noise, skirt seemed to sway like a teasing
curtain and moved to sit
Tesarik One: She snickered and winked to Dae, and rummaged beneath the bar
for something then produced a bottle of wine. She used her apron to wipe the
dust off, then proceeded to pop the cork. A heady, sweet scent filled the
area and she pulled
DragonsxReturn: outside on a bench or lean on the rail. [minor afk, time to
put kids to bed!]
Tesarik One: out several wine glasses and put a mouthful bit of wine in each
of the glasses. "Wine tasting time, anyone who is interested... I'm not going
to tell you what this is, but I promise you it is worth a taste just to say
you've tasted
I Yield to None: -He would swallow once again before placing his half full
cup upon the table before him. His dark digits traced the based of the cup as
he looked at her with a steady stare. After a few seconds he would say in
that same low tone,
Tesarik One: it even if you don't like it." She reached over and grabbed
Dorian's hook - the bottom part so as not to interfere with cake eating - and
tugged him towards her over the bar, so she could plant a kiss on his lips,
then released
a clarion beauty: Kat crept closer to the building, her skipping slowing to
a cautious disposition. Not that she was cautious by nature, but bursting
into unfamiliar places tended to get one kicked out rather fast! And this
looked like an interesting
Tesarik One: him and had more of her whiskey.
DaemianBerazalle: He tipped his hat to Reisha as she spoke and made her way
outside, and then that cork was popped. His goblet was drained and set down
empty before him, bowing his head to Maria. "Aye, you know my true
weakness." He looked around
I Yield to None: the lacing of her future sealed now all but coating his
tones. "Dos ph'wun ussta n'belaern ussta d'anthe, talinth nindol natha
yaithess whol ol." (d)
psionic wanderer: He watched Maria get out a dusty old bottle of wine and
wrinkled his nose a little at the scent. It was potent, that much was
certain. He picked up one of the glasses and eyed the contents, then sniffed
at it, then looked to Maria,
a clarion beauty: place.
psionic wanderer: just in time to get tugged and smooched, which was
returned of course! He kept right on thinking, of course.
DaemianBerazalle: the room after he said that, making sure everyone could
hear him, though he was far from yelling. "Hear that? No stakes needed
here, just powerful wine!" He gave a slight snicker, nudging his goblet
closer.
psionic wanderer: Think think think. He mulled it over while eating more of
that cake.
psionic wanderer: (Knowledge: Whatever's appropriate, what with Breadth of
Experience and all)
OnlineHost: psionic wanderer rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
psionic wanderer: (+12 int, +5 BoE = 27 to try and identify the wine)
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He reached out taking the wine, a swirl of it before
taking a sniff from it. Small sip taken while tilting his head then gave a
single nod towards Maria,::yes it is worth tasting.
Tesarik One: Anyone who tasted the wine would find it dark, fruity and with
a hint of cinnamon.
DaemianBerazalle: Well, he was a bit out of it and took one of the already
poured glasses. He spent a good deal of time just inhaling its aroma, trying
to place its flavors on that merit before ingesting just a sip.
I Yield to None: -He would turn down any offer of the wine made in his
direction, if at all, though a glance would be afforded in the direction of
where the glasses were placed. He would also watch as the other female left
but returned his gaze
I Yield to None: toward Mercy as he awaited her response.-
psionic wanderer: He lifted a brow and then looked to Maria. "Where in the
world did you find this?" He recognized it, it was a good smell that did it,
what with memory being so closely linked to scent. He drank it, though,
having a good savor of it.
restless impulse: "T'yin xun naut erg'les ussta equidal." While the kindness
he had shown her in the past had not truly been kindness - as how could a
self serving drow out for his own interests and how much he could get from
someone else actually be
restless impulse: considered kind - she still felt the need to lift her chin
and stare defiantly into his own eyes, matching her paler green to his
vibrant pair. If nothing else, she would hold his gaze steadily before he
panel beat her face in and
restless impulse: swanned off with a pale skinned half bred mutt.
a clarion beauty: Well, no one had yelled at her yet so she straightened up
and walked to the stairs and marched up them like she owned the place and
walked right in. Dark blues took in the Inne as she lingered in the doorway
for a moment or two.
Tesarik One: She grinned widely. "I visited Kir'viir recently and found one
of my old stashes of loot from my Marithelwen days. It was actually given to
me for something I'd accomplished for a client."
a clarion beauty: Then the smell of food and drink tempted her and the gypsy
found herself at the bar asking in a melodic accent, "How much for a plate of
food?" She almost seemed ashamed to ask, but there it was. [d]
psionic wanderer: "Ah, see...I need to figure out where in damnation I've
stashed my own things. I know I have things stashed here and there, but where
they are is just beyond me." He glanced over towards the newest arrival then,
and gestured towards
Tesarik One: "Welcome, come right in, we are sampling a fine vintage of
wine." She motioned for the gypsy girl that entered from behind the bar.
"Depends on what you'd like. I've got some freshly roasted wild boar with red
potatoes and spices,
psionic wanderer: the cakes with his hook hand, which of course still held a
skewered cake. "You can help yourself to those, but if you want something
more substantial, well.." He gestured to Maria then, since she was already
explaining!
Tesarik One: and fresh bread, drink and dessert included for a silver
piece."
Tesarik One: "So, Dorian, you've figured out what wine it is?"
DaemianBerazalle: He leaned a bit closer to Dorian as he spoke of finding
belongings. "You get anywhere with that and need a hand, feel free to send
word to me." He took another slight sip of the wine, wanting it to last even
longer since Maria
DaemianBerazalle: mentioned it was from her personal stash.
Nobilis Arcanus: ::He smiled and finished the drink full of that wine before
rising,:;well I must be off I have a few things left to attend to in Thanes.
::Hand clapped to Daemian's shoulder,:;do not be such a stranger, the tower
is a good haven
psionic wanderer: He nodded with a chuckle. "Who do you think you're asking?
Of course I did. I'm just keeping quiet to not spoil it for everyone else."
He winked.
a clarion beauty: Apparently she did not know just how upset her stomach was
with her for not paying attention for so long, and now that she had been
shown some delicasies her stomach complained loudly. "Silver piece? Okay!"
Her accent got stronger
Nobilis Arcanus: from harsh tempatures,:;a nod given to Maria and Dorian
before he was heading for the linked portal to the tower and was slipping
through.::
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DaemianBerazalle: "Fare thee well, Rhyss. I'll be sure to stop in soon,
count on it." He waved to the man as he departed.
a clarion beauty: at the consent, fishing in her pocket for the coin and
slid it over... and took a piece of cake and ordered the boar plate. "Many
thanks.. I am so hungry." Kat thought she might be able to eat the entire
boar, but doubted her coin
DaemianBerazalle: (Wb)
a clarion beauty: purse to allow such frivolity. She would have to dance
some more to gain back what she had spent already. [d]
I Yield to None: -He would continue to hold her gaze before a single side of
that dark mouth turned upward to form a subtle smirk. Leaning his head
forward a bit he would lift his cup to his lips once again and whisper in low
tones before taking
Tesarik One: She grinned at Dorian, and then nodded to the gypsy lady and
sent Hana to the kitchen to fetch a plate of food for her which would be soon
brought out and placed before her along with her chosen drink. A glass of the
wine (a
I Yield to None: another swallow. "Xuat mru'shka ap'za ussta d'anthe, do'rn
vaen velendev nindel i'dol." His throat would visibly constrict as the liquid
was consumed and the cup was returned to the surface of the table once
again.-
Tesarik One: mouthful only as it was a taste) was also slid down to the
gypsy along to anyone else that hadn't tasted yet.
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psionic wanderer: Dancing? Dorian would be fine with more ladies dancing
around here. Or anywhere, really. Perhaps not in his library, Jakob would
probably get upset. He finished the bit of wine that was left, since he
hadn't taken the whole mouthful
psionic wanderer: in his first little sip, and savored it a good bit, then
finished up the cake he'd stabbed.
Tesarik One: (Does anyone with a pertinent knowledge such as Knowledge -
Region/Kir'viir wish to take a knowledge roll too?)
DaemianBerazalle: (If nobility/royalty covers it, I'll roll)
Tesarik One: (Actually yeah that'll cover it, as would Religion)
restless impulse: She sighed. She was beginning to think that it just wasn't
worth it: while surely he was familiar with the concept that you attracted
with honey rather than vinegar .. he was so full of himself that he felt that
he didn't need to
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DaemianBerazalle: (THat's a 15)
DaemianBerazalle: (17, +2 int, +10 from the skill)
restless impulse: even try. "Dos jal'yur zhaun, usstan tlun aluin ulu xun
ol." She sneered a little. She was going to finish this task, but it was on
her terms and not his - as soon as her curiosity had risen, she had chosen to
do this for
restless impulse: herself. Though there was no use explaining that to this
one, so she just lifted a gloved hand and waved her fingers imperiously.
a clarion beauty: Eyes widened slightly, it looked like a king's feast to
her and manners aside Kat dug in! A sip of wine was taken between bites a
little at a time to make it go farther. Then she grabbed the cake she'd been
offered and did much the
a clarion beauty: same. "Thank you!" She said to the man who'd offered it to
her, but it was slightly muffled as she hadn't fully swallowed yet. At least
she didn't look like a pig while she ate. That was part of her natural charm,
somehow she looked
a clarion beauty: cute doing the mosr ill-mannered things. [d]
a clarion beauty: [ most* ]
DaemianBerazalle: (afk)
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I Yield to None: "D'heen, ele dkinoss orn'la Usstan tlu l'amithin nindol
lakkane?" He would smirk in return to her own facial expression before a
second round of his previous order would be requested. "Bring out too, it
seems my guest is a little
I Yield to None: pensive this evening." A look was given to Mercy before he
added almost absently, "Ol orn'la tlu natha suldaim ka dos inbau qu'mados
s'ck."(d)
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Tesarik One: (sorry having internet issues)
a clarion beauty: [ WB ]
DaemianBerazalle: (Back, no worries, wb)
Tesarik One: (So what I was trying to say was that yes Noble/Royalty works
as would Religion)
psionic wanderer: (Dae rolled a 17 total on noble/royalty I believe)
DaemianBerazalle: (yarp, ty)
Tesarik One: (That's not high enough to know what it is)
DaemianBerazalle: (Okies)
DaemianBerazalle: He finished what little there was in the glass that had
been poured, sliding the empty back across the bar and debating on what he
wanted to touch his palate next.
restless impulse: She just exhaled and stared at him, her expression
distinctly unimpressed. "Usstan tlun zhaunus, nindel orn naut gyot natha
priqual." So, it would seem that her new destination was off the coast
somewhere. Well a little information
restless impulse: was better than none, though she was certain she could
find out more on her own .. despite the colour of her skin and the reputation
of her kinfolk she was capable of coaxing information out of most people
without having to resort
restless impulse: to violence: and depending on these sets of individuals
she was to look into, there might be more information she could gather
outside and away from this tight lipped bully.
Cats Laughing x: Seemed Megan was prefering her snow leopard form more and
more these days. She had been exploring nad came up to an inne,but choose for
now to remain outside and explore there. She knew her Goddess was around
somewhere,but might
Cats Laughing x: be hiding in the shadows.
Cats Laughing x: -d-
I Yield to None: -Bully? Perhaps, but she was smitten with this so called
bully and he was fully aware of it. That, and also the fact that she owed him
as it were. He would nod in response before reaching for his new glass,
motioning toward the one
psionic wanderer: He nodded in response to the hungry girl's thanks, perhaps
a bit belatedly, but it was still there! He stabbed another cake with his
hook and ate at it as well, slipping into his thoughts once again, at least
for a moment. (brb)
Tesarik One: After finishing her whiskey, she pulled one of the glasses over
towards her and swirled the dark contents then drew it's scent into her nose
for a moment. It did have a fine bouquet. Finally, she took a sip of the
precious and rare
Tesarik One: wine and just enjoyed it in her mouth a moment, before
swallowing.
I Yield to None: that was placed before her. "Perhaps a drink to celebrate?"
Oh he was such an ass wasn't he? His expression said it all.-
a clarion beauty: The feykin ate until she could hold no more and sighed
contentedly. "You food was delicious. I am in your debt." Taking her
castanets out she fiddled with them absently, clacking lightly as if
following a tune in her head.
DaemianBerazalle: It was a dark ale he settled on, rich and heady(if such
things could affect one). He took the time between its order and its arrival
to run his gaze around the inne. Old habits died hard, and he was one who
was always on edge.
DaemianBerazalle: His perusal paused as he settled his gaze on the feykin,
watching her quietly as she toyed with her belongings.
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Tesarik One: "Bard?" She said when she heard the sound of music, and tilted
her head. "Didn't we used to have a bard around here?" She'd lived so many
lives, sometimes things got confusing.
restless impulse: She could easily go cold turkey: he wasn't so pretty that
she would willingly put up with his attitude for too much longer. "Oh .. for
me? I assumed you were awaiting a companion." She switched her languages as
he did as it appeared
restless impulse: they had shifted to less clandestine topics, her words
slightly deeper but no less musical than a surface elfs. She examined the
glass without moving to touch it, her expression a little curious but still
lacking in the being
restless impulse: impressed department. "What is it? I am unfamiliar with
what you drink."
I Yield to None: "You're guess is as good as mine..." He would say rather
matter of factly as he looked down into his own glass. "I said surprise me
one night... they did and I rather enjoyed it. Now I just order my usual and
get it." Cold turkey?
a clarion beauty: She had already been lost in the tune she was thinking of,
so when the woman asked if she was a bard she seemed taken aback slightly.
"Uh.. yes, something like that. Castanets, see?" She clack clacked them again
in a bubbly quick
a clarion beauty: tempo that stopped as soon as it started. "You have bards
here often to play?"
I Yield to None: From Rhyldrin? Hardly. It was Rhyldrin after all and when
he wasn't being a jerk he was simply delicious. Besides, it was much better
to be at the devil's side then in his path.-
restless impulse: Shame he didn't know when to stop being a jerk, it got to
the point where one could easily forget what he was like when he wasn't one.
Which .. actually .. Mercy had yet to experience. "Well .. what does it taste
like?" She lifted
restless impulse: the glass and sniffed it experimentally; she didn't
recognize the aroma but in the very least hoped she would be able to discern
whether he'd slipped some poison in it at some stage.
DaemianBerazalle: Hana nudged Dae's elbow with the mug of ale he'd ordered,
his empty vessel taken away. He just absorbed in the atmosphere, drawing in
on himself a bit while contemplating a few things.
psionic wanderer: "You'd know better than me, probably." He nodded a little.
"Although that girl with horrid taste in men seemed to be writing a song,
perhaps she's a bard. She wants to have me yammer on and on about my past
while she writes about it
Cats Laughing x: Approaching the door, sensitive ears could the sounds of
many inside. The young Bastet used one of her Gifts,staring at the door knob
nd visualizing it turning and the door opening just enough to slip
through,telekineses was a fun
I Yield to None: -Up to this point he hadn't really considered it. He looked
back down at the cup and for a second may have even looked somewhat innocent.
Blah! Blasphemy! Regardless he thought about it for a second before looking
back up,
I Yield to None: "bittersweet..... Like all my past relationships." He
smirked then and took another swallow.-
DragonsxReturn: She was still outside, enjoying the night air, drink nearly
diminished and stood with an empty glass with mere remants within. Leaning
upon the rail as she wasn;t inside at the moment, just remaining partially
within the shadows.
DragonsxReturn: [too much black ]
Cats Laughing x: new skill. She immediatly moved to the wall,walking
silently on huge paws, though her breed was the second smallest of hte
leopards, only 2 foot at the shoulder, but she was six and a half feet
long,of course 40 inches of that was
Tesarik One: "Which girl with horrid taste in men?" That got her attention,
though she'd soon enough turn to the gypsy and shrug with a little sigh. "Not
as often as I'd like. I would not mind bards here every evening.
Storytellers, dancers,
Cats Laughing x: her tail alone, she slunk through the shadowy areas if she
could, tak,ing in the sights and sounds.
Cats Laughing x: Thescdents.
Cats Laughing x: -d-
psionic wanderer: "Ophelia." Just took him a moment to recall the name, was
all! He nodded after a moment, then eyed over to the door when he noted it
was opening all on its lonesome. He glanced down at his hand to make sure he
wasn't doing it, but
psionic wanderer: it was just sitting there being innocent. He shrugged,
then took another bite of hook cake.
Cats Laughing x: the scents*
Tesarik One: singers, musicians - I'd pay them all." As the door opened, she
turned from behind the bar to see who was walking in and was a wee bit
surprised to see a leopard walk in. She was not quick to judge, knowing that
being in the city it
restless impulse: "Fei'ir z'lonzic." Examining its colour for a moment she
simply shrugged her shoulders, tilted her head back and swallowed the
contents. Empty, the glass was returned to the table as her tongue peeked out
briefly to gather up an
Tesarik One: was far more likely that this was someone in disguise than a
true cat come to cause trouble so she just stared at it a moment. "Hmm."
restless impulse: escapee droplet. "Naut myar. Needs more depth."
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a clarion beauty: The gypsy looked between the two as they tried to figure
her question out. "I could do a little dance for tips if you like? If you
like it I could come back more to practice and make perfect?" Kat wasn't so
sure of herself yet as a
a clarion beauty: dancer, she had only received a scant few tips in her
travels but she would be happy if she could just earn her silver coin she'd
spent.
psionic wanderer: "Well I'm certain that I would like." He grinned and
winked to the gypsy girl, then looked to Maria. "But it's your place, not
mine." He had another bite of cake, then indicated to Hana that he wanted to
switch back to tea! Surely
psionic wanderer: she could read his gesturing by now, even if it didn't
actually mean anything. He wasn't going to speak with a mouth full of cake
though.
Tesarik One: "Ahh Ophelia." She nodded a bit, albeit absently, then glanced
to the gypsy again. "You're more than welcome to dance for us, and I'll even
give you back your silver." She looked around, then settled her gaze on
Dorian again. "I'm
Tesarik One: sure you'd be appreciated."
DaemianBerazalle: He shook himself from his thoughts, taking a healthy
swallow of his ale. He turned in his stool at the bar, leaning his back
against the counter as he continued to sip at his drink.
Cats Laughing x: Oh no, she was a true cat by being pure blood Bastet,but
then it was a matter of opinion, after all, she had several shapes but she
was born human looking. Megan made a circuit around the inne, slinking among
the crowd, and finally
I Yield to None: (afk for a few)
psionic wanderer: Innocent grin! It was an innocent grin!
Cats Laughing x: back to the door. Staring at it until her eyes nearly
crossed, apparently it was harder to pull it open from the inside then to
push it open form the outside. After a few moments however, mission complete.
She stepped back outside
Cats Laughing x: and there was reisha! Ha. Found her. The snow leopard moved
to the Goddess with a low purr and head butted her though lightly. ~Ni hao,
my Godess.~ Was whispered into the womans head.
Cats Laughing x: -d-
a clarion beauty: She giggled slightly at the man who'd chimed in that he
would like her dancing. The giggle turned to delight as the woman offered the
silver back if she would dance, so she hopped up from her seat. "Do you have
stage or a good place
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a clarion beauty: to get everyone's attention?" Her skirt was hiked up
slightly with her hands, ready to make her way to the right spot.
Tesarik One: She patted the bar top, she didn't have a stage really, but it
was something to think about for the future. "Climb up here if you like, I'll
clear a section away. Otherwise, just go out into the middle of the floor."
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psionic wanderer: Dancing on the bar? That sounded like a splendid idea to
him. He'd even help her up if need be. Of course the middle of the floor,
that worked too. He finished off his second cake, then had a sip of the tea
Hana brought him and just
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psionic wanderer: watched and listened for now.
a clarion beauty: The feykin nodded and hopped up to sit on the bar top and
then stood. "Okay!" She hiked her skirts just enough to show off a little
leg, and stomped the bar top loudly to get everyone's attention and began to
clap. Smiling toward
Cats Laughing x: thigh lightly*
DragonsxReturn: She lowered a hand to Megan's head dragging fingers behind
those ears as she gave a smile. "Ah, hello there, I see you've come stumble
on me." She said in a gentle voice, enjoying being outside with just the snow
leopard though
a clarion beauty: the audience as she stomped and clapped, she urged them to
clap along and keep the beat. Once she had some of them clapping along she
stepped forwrd and let her hands flow over her head. Clacking her castanets
she quickened the
DaemianBerazalle: He ordered a second mug, taking both to occupy a booth as
he worked on finishing his first mug. He chose a table close enough to the
bar, but he was never much for dancing. Perhaps in another few centuries
he'd develop a knack for
DaemianBerazalle: it.
Tesarik One: She quickly cleared a good portion of the bar away where no one
was sitting, and stepped back with her glass of whiskey, and leaned against
the back wall while she watched the gypsy get situated up on the bar top and
try to get
Tesarik One: people's attention, then began dancing!
psionic wanderer: He would love to clap along, but all that'd accomplish is
a hole through his hand! He contented himself with his tea sipping and
watching!
DragonsxReturn: others were welcomed to come out and speak. "An interesting
place, we must not be obvious here..." She then mentally spoke to her. ~Just
call me Reisha here, let's not let them catch on just yet and act like
simple, normal creatures
DragonsxReturn: here.~ She smirked.
a clarion beauty: rhythm. "Hey! Hey!" She sang as the rhythmn turned to
melody. Arms flowed as her castanets reached a fever pitch. Stopping abruptly
Kat turned and tapped along the bar top, swaying her hips to the music in her
head and rhythm the
a clarion beauty: clappers held on with. Skirts flourished as she turned
this way and that, before her castanets took over once more, racing the
clappers rhythm. A few more twirls on the bar top and she stomped her foot
ending the dance just as she \
Cats Laughing x: She purred even louder at the scritches, Megan had never
been much one for large rowdy crowds.She listened to Reisa and then steped
back. Shifting easily, no pain,no horrible contortions as she was born to
shift, the action
a clarion beauty: had begun, an arm raised and skirts flowing.
heart of visions: Opening the door just to take a peek as Kissie only
watched a little and listened. Though still outside the Inne her eyes noticed
a lot of people, and that alone made her nervous. Biteing her lip some and
toying with her hair Kissie
a clarion beauty: [d]
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Cats Laughing x: triggered off enchantments bringing backthe clothes she had
put on earlier. Casual night. Knee high black leather stylish boots with
three inch heels. faded jeans tucked neatly into them, and a simple skin
tight sleeveless croped
heart of visions: wondered if the cave was the best option afterall. Though
walking in Kissie shut the door quickly moving to a corner of the room near
the door. Though toying with her hair that had butterflies dancing all along
her curls. -d-
I Yield to None: "Too much depth can lead to more than you......" His words
ended upon hearing the stomping on the counter and all things considered....
a nymph pulling up skirts on the bar top was bound to get his attention. A
slow glance was
Cats Laughing x: T shirt. It was casual night. She ran a hand throug her
blond hair and smiled to Reisha. "I guess I should stay like this then so I
can speak to others, if need be." She didnt particulary like just invading
others minds she didnt
Cats Laughing x: know with her words.
I Yield to None: afforded to Mercy before he grinned, "how are your dancing
abilities?" (d)
Cats Laughing x: -d-
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restless impulse: "What makes you think you deserve to know?" A flick of her
finger and her empty glass was pushed out of her reach, an eyebrow lifted.
The entertainment wasn't her cup of tea, but she had manners and would not be
rude about it .. and
DaemianBerazalle: (afk)
heart of visions: The Nymph tilt her head watching everything around her.
Though wearing only a few leaves to cover her breasts. The vines wrapped
about her waist and arms. Her skirt was long enough with flowers adored her
skirt. -d-
restless impulse: didn't fancy being the victim of an angry mob either!
a clarion beauty: Breathing a bit heavy, she slid down off the bar top and
sat down promptly in her seat and looking over to the two she'd been talking
to before [ psionic and tesarik ]. "Did I do okay? You like it yes?" She
hoped so, she could use
a clarion beauty: the tips!
heart of visions: Sure Dae told her to wear clothes, but the Nymph was still
getting used to clothes. Moving toward the bar to sit down as the butterflys
moved within her hair. Looking to the gypsy and then <Yield > some. As
fingers moved to touch at
heart of visions: her butterflies. So yes her upper region was showing some,
but at least it was homemade, -d-
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Tesarik One: Maria grinned and plucked up the silver coin she'd given her
before, and flipped it across the bar towards the gypsy. Hopefully she could
catch. "You did well, beautiful!" Once she'd flipped the coin over to her,
she waved her
Tesarik One: fingers towards Kissie. "Evening, dear."
heart of visions: Smiling to Maria she moved to hug her with a smile.
"Thanks.. Uhh I wasn;t going to come because of crowds, but Dae told me it is
better here then a cave. Is this top okay I mean i know it's leaves and
things, but I am getting used
psionic wanderer: He grinned when the gypsy sat back down, then he nodded.
"Indeed, it was quite nice." He'd have to fetch some coin to give her, he
didn't have any on hand! He eyed over to the person Maria was greeting now
and blinked, seeing all
heart of visions: to clothes. I babble sometimes it is a habit though it is
good to see you." She was indeed an interesting one. -d-
DaemianBerazalle: (Back)
DragonsxReturn: She smiled at that, in a corset, a silver necklace, skirt
and thigh high black leather boots. She turned to look at her and kissed her
cheek nearest. "Come, if you can tolerate the crowd for a little while, lets
go inside and later
psionic wanderer: that skin on display. "...where have you been hiding this
one, Maria?" He snickered. "The top looks fine to me."
Tesarik One: (wb)
DaemianBerazalle: Ty
DragonsxReturn: we will adjourn to my home if we don't end up dragging
someone back home screaming." She smirked and moved on back inside, moving
yet she didn't draw attention to herself; kept everything rather mild.
I Yield to None: -Ok..... perhaps Maria was giving him presents! A sexy red
eyed girl, more dancing on the bartop, half naked nymphs sneaking around and
of course the dark skinned goodness of his own kind sitting across from
him... All of this
I Yield to None: brought back memories... some worse than others. He then
lifted an eyebrow in Mercy's direction and offered her a smirk, "someone is
rather.... agitated this night.... a fly land in your drink?" (d)
Tesarik One: "Apparently in a cave." She grinned and motioned to Dae,
"sounds like he's the one that's been hiding her though. You look fine, dear.
I'm sure we are all quite happy with your attire, as long as you are covered
in public
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Tesarik One: then all is well."
heart of visions: Looking over toward <Psionic with a smile as she held out
her hand. "I guess this is how you greet people my name is Kissiae though
people call me Kissie" She did have a nice figure the leaves hugging her
breasts, but the vines
restless impulse: "No .. just one sitting opposite me." Goddess, not
goodness - if he couldn't even get that right she did not know why she
bothered! He had no eyes in his head, clearly. "Is there anything else I need
to know about this ..
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DaemianBerazalle: He gave a wave to Kissie as she walked in and over to the
bar. He kept to his table for the time being, his first mug of ale finished.
He set in on his second, just watching the room for now. He looked over to
Maria with a grin,
Cats Laughing x: She glanced at that silver necklace a moment and hesitated,
then smiled and leaned in to place a kiss to Reisha's cheek. "Mm sounds like
a good plan to me, I could use a drink." Then she'd follow Reisha back in, on
two legs this
Cats Laughing x: time.
restless impulse: task?" Gloved fingertip scratched at the wood idly: she'd
ignore the display for what it was, instead focus on the important task at
hand.
DaemianBerazalle: shaking his head gently. "Actually, I had to coax her out
of the cave."
heart of visions: did hold it up. As she looked to Maria. "I am trying to
uhh get into clothes it is slowly working and a adjusting. Though I guess
this is better then a cave" -d-
psionic wanderer: He took the offered hand in his own gloved hand and gave
it a shake. "Pleasure to meet you, Kissie." He eyed over towards Dae, then
put some thoughts together and looked back to Kissie with a little laugh.
"Aha. You must be the one
psionic wanderer: who was hopping into that grave last night."
a clarion beauty: Kat grinned back at psion and caught the coin deftly and
pocketed it before even the flash of the coin could be seen clearly. When it
came to gold, she was precise.
I Yield to None: -If she was looking at his face while she asked her
question she would notice a complete change in his expression. Was it
apprehension.... concern.... fear? His tone, though still low, matched his
change in facial features. "Tread
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inconvenience. ]
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heart of visions: "Haha yeah I get curious a lot and I love to exsplore it
was interesting really. " She said with a smile . "What is your name I don't
believe I got it" She said to <Psionic>. " I am book smart though I am
learning new magics and
Tesarik One: Maria waved to the two that entered from behind the bar, then
wiped her hands on her apron again before moving along the bar and taking any
used dishes off and into a bin to wash later in the kitchen.
I Yield to None: carefully...." He moved his gaze from the cup in his hand
toward her face, "don't take this assignment lightly." (d)
heart of visions: everything. Sorry if I talk a lot I am trying to get to
know everyone. When you live with cave walls and have animals to talk to they
don't exactly talk back" She was adorable some would say, but Dae knew. -d-
restless impulse: "I never said I was .. and you have much to learn if you
think I even would." Again he succeeded in insulting her professionalism, if
she didn't know any better she would have assumed he was as socialised as a
badly whelped human
DragonsxReturn: She headed to the bar, Hana was it... the tender (npc) was
asked for some more wine and whatever Megan wanted, she would pay of course
as she simply looked around eyeing people around then simply waited for the
drinks.
psionic wanderer: "Dorian Thales." He smiled to the nymph, then snorted a
little laugh at the notion of talking to creatures that don't talk back. "I
know that feeling well. At least animals are alive enough to communicate in
some fashion." He looked
restless impulse: who had been thumped on the head too many times prior to
being shoved in a room full of nobles. She had clocked his expression, and it
was a confusing one .. one that was squirreled away for later examination.
heart of visions: "So if I say something wrong then let me know because
yeah.. I don't want to offend anyone, and yeah I know people get mad. I like
to keep my head" Laughing a bit. "Dorian I like it very cool name" She said
sitting with them.
psionic wanderer: over towards Reisha again and raised his cup of tea to her
in greeting. "Welcome back. How was the outside?" He had a sip then.
Tesarik One: A few more coins were added to a cup she sat on the bar for
tips for the gypsy, and then she headed across the floor towards the drow and
his companion. "Can I get either of you anything?" Eyes flickered from one to
the other,
heart of visions: Smiling waving to Dae. "This is the best I did with
clothes" --d-
DaemianBerazalle: He lifted from his table, carrying his empty mug and the
half-empty one as he returned to the bar once the dance was over. He gave
Kissie a smile as he joined her, Dorian and Maria where they were gathered.
"You are doing well so
Tesarik One: curiosity glimmering in aqua eyes.
DaemianBerazalle: far, little one. So far, so good." He gave her a slight
nod, ruffling her hair lightly, careful not to disturb the critters nestled
within.
restless impulse: "Perhaps ..." She stared at Rhyldrin, answering the
redhead without thinking: she had almost asked for a shove. Though whether it
was to bury Rhyldrin or merely beat some sense into the jackass she had not
yet decided. Though her
restless impulse: temper was up, she was able to turn and face the redhead
completely. "If you have something strong, and slightly bitter .. That would
be nice. Please."
restless impulse: shovel*** shovel not shove, shovel***
I Yield to None: "Are you on the menu?" He asked, that previous expression
immediately disappearing. He mentally brushed aside Mercy's response. If she
wanted to take everything he said in such a negative way then he would allow
her to do so. Maria
Tesarik One: Maria would be more than glad to use her monk skills to beat
the shit out of Rhyldrin, if she asked! She grinned, as her eyes rested upon
Rhyl for a moment, then to the other woman as she asked for something to
drink. "Strong and
heart of visions: "Oh Dorian and Maria you got to see what I found. I have
been solving the gryphs and symbols so far it is coming good" Smiling as she
then looked to Maria, but back to Dorian he see butterflys move. "They like
my hair for some
Tesarik One: slightly bitter, coming up. Rhyldrin?" She waited a moment.
heart of visions: reason" She then looked to <Yield> with a smile waving.
"Hi there" -d-
Tesarik One: "You know the answer to that."
I Yield to None: of course would know something like that would come out of
his dark mouth. "My usual.... Though it sounds like Mercy just wants essence
of Rhyldrin to drink." (d)
restless impulse: It was hard not to take everything Rhyldrin said badly,
because everything he said .. was .. bad .. ?
Tesarik One: "Alcoholic or non-alcoholic?" Said to the woman. She nodded to
Rhyldrin, she'd get his usual, whatever that was!
psionic wanderer: Well now that Maria had gone over to the drow table, he
had his attention over that way, prepared to fling cutlery, or very potent
alcohol or something otherwise unpleasant into Rhyldrin's eyes if he felt the
need to. Unfortunately
psionic wanderer: the nearest thing at hand was a cake, so it was hovering
ominously above his shoulder.
a clarion beauty: Kat seemed a little on the hyper side now, her blood was
pumping but she sat there smiling and hoping for good tips. Since everyone
was talking amongst themselves she click clacked her castanets idly in the
meantime.
heart of visions: "if your busy I can leave you alone I don't want to be a
burden or anything" She said to Dorian moving to stand up some. Looking to
Maria alot of people made her feel weird. Looking to Dae. "Maybe that cave
was abetter idea. See I
restless impulse: "Alcoholic, please." A small smile was offered.
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Cats Laughing x: Megan turned gray blue eyes on the one who spoke to
Reisha,almost missing it in the distracting crowd.
DragonsxReturn: [welcomeback*]
Cats Laughing x: -d-
psionic wanderer: (It happens to me all the time, no worries)
heart of visions: talk to much and then I ramble on and on" Here she was
doing it yet again.Matve the cave was better. -d-
DaemianBerazalle: "Oh, cake! I haven't had any in quite some time!" He
grinned, swiping the piece of cake that was hovering idly around Dorian. He
watched Kissie, shaking his head gently and smiling to her. "Talking is
fine, even if it is in
DaemianBerazalle: large quantities. They'll like you here for that alone,
it offsets my quiet." He broke off a piece of that cake, handing her some
and nodding to her. "Remember what I said? It will take time, but it will
never happen if you
DaemianBerazalle: retreat to your cave all the time."
DragonsxReturn: She would nod to the hooked man, pun not intended on that,
she smirked at people going ga-ga over cake, she lifted Megan's drink to her
and picked up her own to take a sip of.
psionic wanderer: Did Daemian just take his weapon? He'd find it wasn't that
easily snatched, it fought back a bit, before Dorian realized what was
happening and let go of it, then downed the rest of his tea. "I'm not busy,
yet. You're not a bother."
psionic wanderer: Said to Kissie, though he didn't look, either at the cake
theft or the nymph. He was just keeping an eye on Maria!
heart of visions: Taking the cake in her hand making a face looking to
Dorian and Maria, and then Dae. "What is this?" She asked though when he said
it was going to take time. "I know I mean I kept sleeping on furs. I
kindafeel safe in my cave.
Cats Laughing x: She had a drink? Where had that come from and more
importantly, what was it. She sniffed at the drink before taking a small sip.
Her eyes again darting about the room as if trying to keep track of everyonde
nad everything at once.
Cats Laughing x: -d-
I Yield to None: -The drow noticed the wave in his direction from the half
clad nymph and lifted an eyebrow at her greeting. Things had definitely
changed since he last visited the inne. There was definitely more meat for
the adventuring grinder as
Tesarik One: She glanced over her shoulder to Dorian, getting that little
prickly feeling she got when she knew he was about to do something naughty,
and gave him a grin. She turned back to the woman with Rhyldrin, waiting to
see if she wanted
Tesarik One: nonalcoholic or alcoholic.
psionic wanderer: She wanted alcoholic! He heard it. Of course he was
intensely focused at the moment, which was unusual enough for him.
Tesarik One: (oops sorry!)
DaemianBerazalle: He just grinned as he watched Dorian watch MAria.He looked
over to Kissie though at her question. "It is called cake. It is a treat,
and sweet to the taste."
Tesarik One: She headed back behind the bar! To get Rhyld's "usual" and the
alcoholic slightly bitter drink. Hmmm, what to give her. Maria perused the
shelves.
I Yield to None: the saying went. Hell, Maria had a better chance of knowing
what his usual actually was that he did. The other tendresses knew what it
was! Why didn't she?! He looked back to Mercy before continuing their
conversation, "a cargo ship
I Yield to None: sets sail every third day to your destination." (d)
heart of visions: Remember the attack yeah do not want a repeat, but at
least my head is still attached.If it wasn't then I would not be here right
no talking to you. Though that would be weird" She scratched her head yup she
was a geek as she moved
heart of visions: toward <Yield> she wanted to meet those she could. Her
bare feet hit the floor as the butterflies moved along her hair. -d-
restless impulse: She snarled as the nymph got closer. She wouldn't say
anything yet .. but if the half clad one didn't have any sense she wouldn't
be needing clothes very soon. And not in a good way.
DaemianBerazalle: He set to his own piece of the cake, devouring it in no
time. His gaze kept Kissie in it, having taken her under his wing. She
would adjust, he hoped, given enough time. His eyes flooded a deep crimson
as he picked up the snarl,
a clarion beauty: Well with her belly full, and her heart pumped, the gypsy
decided it was time to move on since everybody had dispersed. She picked up
her tips with a smile. "Thanks! I'll come back soon." Her melodic voice
chimed toward Maria, and
DaemianBerazalle: the shadows at his feet pooling and fluxuating slightly.
a clarion beauty: the feykin turned to skip toward the doorway.
restless impulse: To Rhyldrin however, she would merely nod her head. "I see
..." Taking in the information almost greedily.
Tesarik One: She got out a few glasses, hell she'd just bring her a couple
to try. Crooked Spider Ale was poured into one, a dark ale with a thick head
that was on the more bitter side of slightly bitter and made one's lips swell
a bit. And
psionic wanderer: He offered a wave to the gypsy dancer, but still hadn't
settled down just yet. He was a bit more calm than a moment ago, however.
"Farewell, it was a pleasure to have you here."
I Yield to None: -His gaze had turned back toward Mercy rather quickly upon
hearing the snarl. It was actually almost a jerk. He had been looking toward
the nymph after she started walking toward him, his eyebrow still raised.
However, now he was
Tesarik One: then in the smaller glass she poured some Pulgue, made from
cacti in the Thanes Desert. Slightly bitter, as desired. She got a tray and
took the three drinks over towards them, putting Rhyld's in front of him and
the ale and spirit
Tesarik One: in front of the lady. "Brought you two to try, the dark ale's
called Crooked Spider, the jigger's full of Pulgue."
a clarion beauty: She smiled brightly, her dark hair flipping over her
shoulder as she turned to look at the nice man who'd spoke to her. She waved,
"Pleasure was mine. See you soon!" And out she disappeared to make some camp
somewhere.
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Tesarik One: She waved to the gypsy and nodded!
Cats Laughing x: Hopefully there was a wallnear by she could lean against,
or a pillar, as long as she could stick close to Reisha, attempting to look
relax, though she was a bit tense from the crowd.
Cats Laughing x: -d-
I Yield to None: gazing at the drow across from him. Something shifted in
his eyes, a comprehension of sorts, before he looked slowly around the
interior. Well now that explained a lot. Reaching out to take his drink from
Maria he would nod before
heart of visions: Kissie knew this was a bad idea as she shook her head
moving away since the snarl. "See this is bad idea" Looking toDae and then
Dorian some as Kissie moved toward the door, but didn't leave just yet. -d-
I Yield to None: taking a swallow. When the cup lowered a grin would be
splayed on his lips. "Interesting..." (d)
restless impulse: "Bel'la dos .. thank you." She murmered politely when the
drinks arrived as if the primal sound had never slipped from her lips. She
looked over the drinks with interest, didn't acknowledge the nymphs
retraction with anything but a
restless impulse: self satisfied smirk that was almost unbidden. First,
she'd select the ale .. the name gave her pause to think but she would take a
snip anyway after having a small sniff.
Tesarik One: "Kissie get your ass back to the bar and have a cake and a
drink." She grinned and moved back to the bar, pointing to a stool.
DaemianBerazalle: He motioned her back over to the bar, shaking his head
gently. "Don't pay the ones who treat you with ill will any mind. They're
far from worth it." Did Dae follow his own advice? Did any assassin? He
just put their scents to
DaemianBerazalle: memory, knowing the information would be useful in the
future.
heart of visions: "I am telling you this is different living in society"
Kissie said looking to Maria some as she heard her Maria, and then Dae.
Moving back to them some as she looked to Maria. "Never had cake what drink
is good?" She said moving to
heart of visions: sit on the stool some. She trusted them though it was
going to take time. -d-
psionic wanderer: He looked to Kissie who seemed like she was going to leave
after getting snarled at. "Yes, don't pay them any mind, they can't help
being horrid asses. Fairly certain it's just in their blood." He looked at
his tea, which was still
psionic wanderer: empty of course, and then motioned to Hana for some more!
DaemianBerazalle: He finished his ale, setting the empty mug to the bar and
ordering himself some kahve. Though, he caught a whiff of Dorian's tea and
decided he'd like to try some. He changed his order to that which Dorian was
drinking, or as
DaemianBerazalle: close to it if it was off-limits.
heart of visions: "Horrid asses yeah I know some horrid asses. Is it okay to
call people horrid asses?" She asked with a tilt of her head taking the peice
of cake Dae gave her. Poking at the cake she started to look through it. "
You should try my
DragonsxReturn: She smirked at that, a hand placed to the small of her back
as she guided Megan from the bar and set the drinks back down. Drawing from
her bossom she placed a black card with the name Reisha in red should anyone
want to find her.
Tesarik One: She put a cake in front of Kissie, and poured them all tea.
"Everything's good to someone or another, it just depends on your tastes. But
tea is good. Here's some honey. Don't put too much." She put the honey close
to her, and
Tesarik One: glanced over to the two ladies that were on their own. "You
ladies need anything?"
psionic wanderer: "If they're drow, it's perfectly okay." Nobody said Dorian
would be a good influence, and they certainly shouldn't think it either.
"It's best to just avoid them instead, however." His tea was fine for anyone
to have, it wasn't the
psionic wanderer: tea that was special so much as having the exact right
amount of honey in it!
heart of visions: tree bark food Dorian and Maria you will like it" Though
some didn't, but the things that she cooked was interesting. " Tea be nice
green tea" She said some it was hard for Kissie to make tea. Smiling to
Maria she took a bite of
heart of visions: the cake. -d-
DragonsxReturn: "Time to go, lovely." She would nod to Dorian and again to
Dae before the pale skinned gothic like woman would shake her head to Maria.
"No, thank you but we think we'll go now. Thank you for the hospitality." She
offered a smile
DragonsxReturn: and started on her way out with a hand upon Megan's small of
her back.
psionic wanderer: He offered a wave to the exiting ladies, with his hook
since he'd got more tea filling his hand. Oh well, a wave was a wave, right?
DaemianBerazalle: "Fare the well, may the Sun shine always on your path."
He gave a nod and a smile to Reisha and her acquaintance as they set to
wander off. He busied himself with fixing his tea, adding just a dollop of
honey. The Drow he paid no
Cats Laughing x: She just flashed a grin to the woman who had offered, but
guided by Reisha, she made her gracefully exit with the woman, a light purr
on her lips from the hand at her lower back.
Cats Laughing x: -d-
DaemianBerazalle: more mind to for the eve. He wasn't entirely ready to
sour a relationship with them when one had yet to start. He needed time to
school his thoughts.
I Yield to None: "Good advice." He would call to Dorian as he was able to
pick up bits and pieces of what was said. It was mostly the part about drow
being bad and to stay away from them. After all, they were drow. That was the
point!--
heart of visions: "Dorian how much honey do you put in the tea I want to try
it" Kissie said with a smile keeping close to Dae and Dorian, and also Maria.
" Drows sorta live like me, but different. I do miss my cave though" Kissie
mentioned some. -d-
DaemianBerazalle: He nodded some as he heard Kissie, he'd been doing some
thinking on buying up property, and he had a few areas in mind that would fit
her comfort levels as well. "Maria . . . what land is open to be built on?
I'm thinking it's
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DaemianBerazalle: beyond time to get the business running I was speaking
about before my business pulled me away."
psionic wanderer: "I'm well aware that it's good advice, that's why I gave
it, but thank you Rhyldrin." He turned his attention to Kissie then since
he'd heard his name, and he looked to Hana. "Hana, fix her tea up my style."
And of course Hana would
restless impulse: Provided half naked women kept a distance from her table
while she was trying to bask in the attention (however unpleasant) of
Rhyldrin, she was perfectly nice to deal with. "Hm. Not bad." She smacked her
lips as she sampled the
heart of visions: "Umm I am looking for a place to stay I was wondering if
you guys could help me. Dae doesn't want me living in a cave, but with
people. I like you all and your cool."She said looking to all three of them.
"I want to learn everything
heart of visions: from you guys" -d-
psionic wanderer: do just that, and while they waited, he wrinkled his nose
a bit. "Caves aren't any fun. I woke up in a cave once. Or was that a grave.
Well, I've definitely done the latter." Oh now his mind was going in circles
again, and he'd be
restless impulse: ale .. she hoped the slightly thickening effect it had on
her mouth would pass soon: she didn't need a larger pout this evening.
psionic wanderer: thinking on it for a bit. (brb)
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I Yield to None: -A drink that caused lips to pout even more? A collective
squeel of delight would be heard across all of Arith if that become common
knowledge. He would ignore Dorian's response after turning his gaze toward
Mercy's tasting session.
I Yield to None: He would offer a half grin before taking a swallow of his
drink and asking directly, "when did you make your decision?"
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I Yield to None: (d)
I Yield to None: (*became)
Tesarik One: "You can take a room here, it's part of your pay, or I can give
you a cottage outside of town to live in, or a flat here in town. As for
property for sale, I can get one of my contacts to find out just what is
available, Dae. I'm
Tesarik One: sure there's plenty of land around Navahla as well as other
areas of Sarkotos."
DaemianBerazalle: He nodded as he heard Maria, smiling as Kissie
complimented them all. He gave her a pat on her shoulder at that. "Thank
you, Kissie." He looked to Maria, taking a sip of his tea before speaking.
"I'm thinking to get a lodge up
DaemianBerazalle: and running, so the more room the better. I don't know
how many Rangers we'll ever attract, but we'll be ready."
restless impulse: "My decision?" She'd lick the froth from her lips, placing
her first mug down and selecting the second. She examined the spirits for a
moment before taking a sip, letting the liquid sit across her tongue before
she swallowed. Yes ..
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Tesarik One: (brb)
psionic wanderer: "You could always keep Jakob company at the mansion, too.
He'd probably enjoy a pretty girl running around not wearing much of
anything. Though it does seem like such a crime to clothe a nymph." He
scowled a little at that, then had
restless impulse: it was exactly how she wanted it, nodding slightly as she
cradled the receptical in her hands. After a moment of examining Rhyldrin's
face, she'd understand the nature of the question and narrow her eyes a
fraction. "I am .. not
psionic wanderer: another sip of his tea.
restless impulse: entirely sure if I have yet .. " It was a tone with subtle
warning, perhaps a bit of a joking undercurrant. He was the best prospect,
but whether that said something about her own tastes or the quality of the
rest of Navahla she was
heart of visions: "Really Dorian so you agree then that wearing clothes is a
crime for my kind. I mean I understand public wise, but why do we need
clothes? We were created naked and it is freedom. I have tried dresses though
there kinda nice, but
restless impulse: not yet sure .. in the end, it was probably a result of
her pride.
heart of visions: still weird. Jakob company at the mansion hm that seems
interesting" Hearing Maria mention about a cottage. "Cottage may be good to"
She said reaching in her bag for a journal. Openign the page she took ink
bottle and pen from her
heart of visions: bag starting to write symbols and a few other things. -d-
I Yield to None: -Nodding at her words and expressions he would simply shake
his head before leaning forward to respond. He had no desire to end the
situation if her pride got the better of her so his words were nothing more
than a whisper.(d)
psionic wanderer: "I find it to be a terrible crime to clothe a nymph. I
think the city guards disagree with me, of course, but that's why the city's
not a fun place to spend time." He nodded, then grinned to her. "I think
Jakob would like you."
Tesarik One: "You find it a terrible crime to clothe any female." She
smirked, and began cleaning up a bit, and wiping the bar where the gypsy had
danced.
heart of visions: Taking a drink of the tea with a smile. "This is so good I
love the honey. You know I really need to let you try a few of my tree bark
recipies" Most people would make a face at that, but it seemed she liked it.
"I have a room up
heart of visions: here" Smirking to Maria with a smile. "Dae says I got to
wear clothes in public" -d-
Tesarik One: "Yes, we all do dear."
psionic wanderer: "Now that's not entirely true, sometimes clothing, if worn
properly, can be much more tantalizing than the lack of it." He sent a grin
to Maria and a wink. "Just seems wrong on certain types. Well and it is
always nice when it comes
psionic wanderer: off sooner or later, I suppose. Hmm."
DaemianBerazalle: He nodded sagely as his name was spoken. "Aye, although I
did say she was free to do what she wanted in her privacy." He grinned to
the three of them, watching Dorian's reaction more than anyone else's as he
said it.
heart of visions: Laughing a bit with a smile looking to Dorian, MAria and
Dae. "You guys so got to see what I did to my room.I made it more like home
sometime" She said as those leaves were starting to fall. "Uhh I think my top
coming apart. Stupid
restless impulse: "Xun naut harlsievazhau uns'aa.." A smirk curled at lips
further enhanced by that dastardly ale. Now that was more like it, she
watched him from beneath snowy lashes as she sipped at the spirits and
savoured their flavour. Mercy
psionic wanderer: "Wait, tree bark recipes?" That bit caught his attention
retroactively. "What sorts of things do you make with tree bark?" That made
him more curious than ...face-making.
heart of visions: leaves I forgot I got them wet, but then again why should
theyfall off this time. Maybe the vines and sticks are holding them in place,
but then again some trees are dead" She kept rambeling sometimes you had to
tap her on the
restless impulse: tended to regret precious little once she set her mind to
it, every experience could be learned from. Even that botched job with the
statuette that had sent her here to begin with, she did not truly despise ...
while stranded, it
heart of visions: shoulder. Though some found it cute. Hearign Dorian with a
smile. "Oh I can show you all kidns of things I've made clothes out of tree
bark. Food like if you take berries and then tree bark and you mix the
berries. Then you put it
restless impulse: was working out far better than she had hoped it could.
And honestly .. Dorian could gripe about drow all he wanted, but if Mercy had
not bristled when she did, he would not be able to enjoy the show .. and his
attention was keeping
restless impulse: her from bothering Mercy's desires. Honestly, it was
almost like teamwork.
heart of visions: inside the tree bark. I've made furniture, bowls a lot of
different things. Weapons with tree bark because it is sharp if you do it
just right" Yes there was a ton of things she could exsplain. -d-
DaemianBerazalle: He smiled as he listened to Kissie, Dorian, even turning
some of his attention to the Drow in the room. They were welcomed members of
the Heart, it seemed. He turned in his stool, drinking more of his tea as he
watched them, gray
DaemianBerazalle: hued orbs moving between Rhyldrin and Mercy. "I highly
doubt you'll accept, but I know more than a few places in these lands. If
whatever you are tending to could use some aide, seek me out." He said his
piece, and gave them time
psionic wanderer: They were, which was why Dorian hadn't just flung them
back out the door when they came in with a blast of telekinesis! He wasn't
spiteful enough to attack allies without provocation, regardless of how he
felt about them. He
DaemianBerazalle: to mull it over or refuse it outright. It was who he was
though. He nudged Kissie gently with his left elbow, tapping her arm gently
with it. "What is the newest thing you've encountered that you like most?"
I Yield to None: "Xal, jhal ka dos treemu ol tarthe, dos alur railur ol
szith sium." He spoke in response to her words before slowly turning his gaze
to look upon the one who apparently had spoken to them. He held it for only a
second or two before
psionic wanderer: listened to all of these uses for tree bark, nodding every
once in a while. He certainly hadn't thought of it as all that useful,
perhaps Halcy'd know some of these things as well. It had to be more pleasant
than the sorts of things
psionic wanderer: he used to do with swamp mud.
heart of visions: "Dorian I canteach you all kinds of tree bark recipies it
is really good I may have some you can try" She did remember once as she
looked to him. "Tree bark sterdy to so if you need help with it. I can help
you"
I Yield to None: responding. "Your doubts were well founded...." Was his
response, words in a flat tone, before he returned to his previous
conversation.-
psionic wanderer: "Is it?" He lifted a brow, then grinned a little. "Do you
recall those broken coffins you saw at the graves?"
restless impulse: "Usstan orn wynthye." She was confident in her tone, but
she was not being flippant - all these warnings he gave her had been
acknowledged, and as he had not given her any concrete information all it
meant was that she had to be
heart of visions: "Yeah I was exsploring them some why" She asked before
feeling Dae nudge her some. " We'll I like the market new stuff to get really
I've been in my room most of the time" She said to Dae turning back to
Dorian. -d-
restless impulse: even more careful than she would be normally.
psionic wanderer: "Three of those were my doing. I don't think tree bark
will give me much trouble as far as its sturdiness is concerned." He just
wouldn't be using his bare hands...er..hand.
heart of visions: "We'll I have other thing that will help, but here I want
you, Maria and Dae to try this. When you eaten something five years it kinda
sticks with you. Umm is there a stove or do you use fire" Yeah someone may
want to be with her. "
heart of visions: Or I can have someone heat it" She reached for her bag
placing it on the bar top. --d
DaemianBerazalle: Well, he didn't really need to eat, but he'd not turn down
the offer. He nodded to her, then motioned Hana over. "Hana here, she's one
of the best cooks we have. If you explain it to her, she'll get it fixed up
in no time. A
DaemianBerazalle: magician with food, she is."
psionic wanderer: "I can heat things, but there's a stove in the kitchen if
you'd prefer that." It shouldn't be much trouble for him to heat something
up, unless it was a particularly bad conductor of heat.
heart of visions: "Good then Dorian you can do it" Reaching in her bag she
pulled out a small patch, Bark tree bowl and a stick. Along with leaves and
of course tree bark shaped like noodle. " These are what you need it's not
bad as people think it
DaemianBerazalle: (wb)
heart of visions: is" She said moving to take the tree bark humming pushing
her glasses up. First she took the leaves and then laid the small patch of
berries in the bag on the bar top. Smahsing them with a stick as she then
stuffed the barries in
heart of visions: the leaves rolling it up . "See these leave are edible
though you might want to watch out some only because some are odd" That was a
good way to describe it. She then stuffed the leaf and berries in the noddle
tube like tree bark. "
heart of visions: Now you just heat it up" -d-
I Yield to None: "T'yin ori'gato's alu, il loril jivvin." He finished his
glass and stood from his seat. A nod would be sent to the tendresses (and
Maria if she was still there) manning the bar. He then turned and began to
make his way toward the
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restless impulse: She laughed softly beneath her breath: taking the time to
drain the spirits in one final quaff before sliding from her seat and
following Rhyldrin out into the world.
Tesarik One: Hana would heat it up if needed, Maria was just listening and
watching, and finishing up her whiskey. She looked a bit tired, and was
considering retiring for the night.
Tesarik One: A nod would be given to Rhyldrin as he got up and began to
leave, along with a wave to his companion. "Good night."
I Yield to None: -Aaaannd out the door the smooth drow slipped, his cloak
all encasing his body in a sexy smooth drow way. Yep, drow were smooth and
sexy!- (night all! thanks for the RP, also once again welcome to the heart
visions mun!)
heart of visions: "Uhh quick question oh Dae I am sorry you can't eat like
your not going to go all" She lifted her hands like claws giving a cute grr
look. "Not going to go all Grr on me now" She laughed a bit. (Ty)
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psionic wanderer: Well then. He eyed the leaves and the berries and whatnot
that the nymph had concocted. Was it time to heat things up? Well, alright.
He focused on it for a moment, fine-tuning his telekinesis to where he could
get at the very
DaemianBerazalle: He just waved a parting to the two Drow. He'd given them
the extent of his polite measures. As such, their departure was simply
noted. He laughed softly as he heard Kissie, opening his maw wide and
showing that no fangs were
restless impulse: "Bwael isto .. good night." Said back to Maria, she'd just
leave: didn't need to put on a fancy show like Rhyldrin!