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Author Topic: The Thirsty Herald Chapter XX  (Read 47501 times)
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Angron Bloodfist
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« Reply #60 on: July 05, 2003, 07:57:22 AM »

The figure moved his hand towards a staff, continuing the hissing at a pouch that was starting to move all by itself. Angron´s knuckles popped as he made a fist with his left hand. "Keep the staff where it is, stranger...!" the Kuglim said in a commanding tone. "I am the guard of this tavern, and my duty is to keep strange crowd out, and you, thus far, seem to be of this kind to me."

The berserker stepped forwards to the table, keeping an eye on the figure´s hand and staff. Shan'Si, his furry companion, leaped off his shoulder onto the table, pinning down whatever was in that pouch. Fortunately, there was a window right next to Angron. "Here, come into the light so i can see who or what you are."

Pain? PAIN!? I´m a berserk, dammit! I don´t even know the word pain!!!

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Glayron Miraewan
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« Reply #61 on: July 05, 2003, 07:56:22 AM »

"I only reached for my staff for I feared that you will use force against myself good sir, if you can give your word that this will not happen then I will comply to your wish."

As they spoke a small kitten jumped from the mans shoulder and landed upon the small pouch on the table.  Caring for the safety of the kitten Glayron began to make new sounds, sounds that could be described as the purring and meowing of a cat.

"Please little one, if you wish to be safe I ask yo to leave the pouch alone."  {This is speaking in a cat tongue so you don't know what I am saying here.}

Glayron remained facing the small kitten as he waited the reasponse from the man who seemed bothered by his presence within the tavern.

Edited by: Glayron Miraewan at: 7/4/03 23:58
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« Reply #62 on: July 05, 2003, 12:37:22 PM »

Bobbo was just about to go and see if his customer was ready to order, when he heard a cough behind him. Turning suddenly he was looking into the chest of an overly tall fellow. Looking up he saw the man's face.

"Ah, sorry, sir, I did not see you there," he said, rather flustered, "What was it you wanted?"

Seeing Angron over with the new fellow who slipped in by the big man who just wanted his attention, Bobbo called over to Angron, "Angron, leave the man be. He hasn't caused any trouble yet, so there is no need to treat him like a criminal."

Turning back to the big man in front of him, he said, "I'm sorry, sir. Had to make sure things are okay around here. Let's try that again: I am Lord Robert Junakin, owner of this establishment. How can I be of service?"

'All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.'
The Lord of the Ring: The Fellowship of the Ring (Chapter 2: The Shadow of the Past)

Adventures of Caelereth

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Ceridwen Anor
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« Reply #63 on: July 05, 2003, 03:33:22 PM »

Ceridwen resisted the urge to smack herself--or Angron, for that matter--on the head. Typical guy: no subtlty what-so-ever. Yes, the hissing was a bit strange, but that was no reason to storm over to the customer and demand he relinquish his weapon...staff...thing.

"I apoligize, sir," she said, directing her comment towards the guest. Gently, so as not to further upset the Kuglim, she laid a hand on his tense arm, hoping to calm him. Bobbo had ordered him to leave the man alone, but further suggestions would hardly be to waste. "Why don't you go see if anyone else is waiting outside?" She paused before adding: "Cute kitten, by the way."  

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Angron Bloodfist
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« Reply #64 on: July 05, 2003, 04:57:22 PM »

"Angron, leave the man be. He hasn't caused any trouble yet, so there is no need to treat him like a criminal."

Angron obeyed, hasitating though. How was he supposed to keep the tavern safe when Robert allows all kinds of starnge crowd in? Not that he was in this mood often, but the berserker was really about to grab the stranger by the collar and throw him out. Fortunately, Ceridwen came by, and put her - in comparison to Angron - small hand on the berserker´s arm. It calmed him down a little, but there was still anger there...

Angron bared his canines and quietly growled, like a wolf, then turned away from both Ceri and the figure towards the front door. Over his shoulder, he said: "I´ll be watching you...". He stepped out and sat down on a wooden chair besides the entrance.

His kitten, on the other hand, jumped from the table onto the stranger´s shoulder, and replied in the human tongue, almost unhearable. "That thing in the pouch can not harm me, Glayron...and you better don´t upset Angron any further...you never know when his fuses bust out...". With that, Shan'Si climbed down onto the floor and began to rub against Ceridwen´s legs, just like an ordinary cat that needed some attention.

Pain? PAIN!? I´m a berserk, dammit! I don´t even know the word pain!!!

Edited by: Angron Bloodfist at: 7/5/03 18:06
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« Reply #65 on: July 06, 2003, 01:16:22 PM »

Glayron smiled as the large man made his leave.  As he did the small kitten jumped upon Glaron shoulder and spoke to him, in a human tongue.  Surely the kitten didn't know what was within the bag, soon enough it would.  Once again Glayron began making strange cat sounds.

"Hopefully it can't little one."

Galyron then started back up with the hissing sounds, but this time the sounds were more relaxing.  With that a small lizard like creature made its way out of the pouch and wandered around the table top examining its new surrondings.  Covered in red scales from head to toe.  Its eyes are large red voids on the side of its head.  Roughly the size of a squirrel and about .3 pygges the small lizard can easily be mistaken for a small baby dragon.  Glayron once again begins his hissing.

"See, nothing is here to harm you, nor will nothin while you are with me, you have my word."

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« Reply #66 on: July 06, 2003, 12:36:22 PM »

Quarion ducks slightly to avoid the doorframe as he steps inside, and pauses a moment to dust himself off. The dust of the road quickly labels him as a drifter to anyone paying attention. The large Mélad has a spear that more closely resembles an oar than anything else strapped to his back. His posture seems very relaxed and casual, but he appears slightly world weary at the moment.

  His muscular arms are bare, and each one bears a tattoo of the Injèrá woven around a storm drake. His shoulder length white hair appears a little disheveled. His vest is fashioned of Nul'tum hide and bears the Injèrá as well. He wears soft black leather trousers and high, soft boots, both of which are more than a little dusty. There are hard leather bracers on his wrists and knees. His single silver earring jingles a little as he moves. His stormy grey eyes give a quick glance around the tavern, making note of all present.

  He noticed that a few patrons appeared to be a bit peeved. He hoped he wasn't walking in on some kind of scuffle. He also noticed that several other patrons were quite large, but that wasn't a problem. He's nearly three peds tall himself, and a good bit more than two pygges.

Edited by: Quarion Nightwhisper at: 7/6/03 4:42
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Ceridwen Anor
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« Reply #67 on: July 07, 2003, 09:11:22 AM »

It was near impossible for the waitress not to stare as the man first communed with the kitten, then the scaly lizard thing. This was just getting too weird.

"Um...sir?" she asked, trying to make eye contact with the customer who had, hitherto, ignored her. "Are you ready to order?"

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« Reply #68 on: July 07, 2003, 12:02:22 PM »

Bobbo turned to see another tall fellow enter the tavern. My, what a lot of big folks! he thought to himself with an inner (not verbal) chuckle. He walked up to the new fellow and said, "Welcome to the Thirsty Herald! I am Lord Robert Junakin, the owner of this establishment. Please have a seat at a table or at the bar and tell me what would be your fancy. We have a large selection of drink and food, as well as lodging."

'All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.'
The Lord of the Ring: The Fellowship of the Ring (Chapter 2: The Shadow of the Past)

Adventures of Caelereth

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« Reply #69 on: July 07, 2003, 04:03:22 PM »

Jerardomas watching the action taking place over the young boy and his pet what it seemed to be, didn't hear what Bobbo had said for he was destracted.  But he did follow Bobbo as he moved to greet the othe new comer to the tavern.  Jerardomas did this without noticing it as he was admiring the small lizard that looked almost like a small dragon to him, which he had prized so much.  Jerardomas was now standing beside Bobbo once again, staring at the small lizard.

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« Reply #70 on: July 07, 2003, 04:23:22 PM »

OCC: Ceridwen I had asked you earlier what you had.  Now I am just going to RP again no problems :)


Sitting at the table petting the small lizard along its red scales, almost the color of a ruby.  As the waitress once again asked if he was ready to order Glayron looked confused.  He had thought he had asked before if they had any drinks that didn't contain any alcohol, or did he say it in one of the other creature languages he knew.  He had been known to stray off from common tongue and begin to speak to others in some other tongue.

"Sorry mam, I am not from this area, did you have any drinks that didn't contain any alcohol?"

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« Reply #71 on: July 08, 2003, 02:48:22 AM »

OOC: Whoops! :o  I thought I gave you a menu though...oh well.;)

At this Ceridwen smiled; she wasn't an alcohal lover herself, and it was nice to see that there would be at least one man who wasn't going to be drunk later.

"We have Tulimon Grape Juice," she supplied, stroking the kitten absently. "Does that sound alright?"

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« Reply #72 on: July 08, 2003, 02:59:22 AM »

Akira moved back and sat down at a near chair. Bobbo seemed to be swamped with other orders so he didn't notice Akira standing there. He didn't mind at all, he took up his mandolin and once again began to play a slow tune trying to get everyone to slow down a bit, calm them and get everything to run a little more smoothly. He doubted his music would make a difference, he doubted anyone would even hear it.

In my head everything was perfect, every note resoudns in harmony. But now all I seem to offer up are dischords and every note I sing seems out of Key and every time I play with passion I start breaking strings and my voice cracks when I sing from my heart guess that's the price I've got to pay to know that i'm alive this melody is tearing me apart.

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« Reply #73 on: July 08, 2003, 03:57:22 AM »

Glayron wondered why she had smiled at him.  Was there something behind this smile he wondered.

"That will be fine, how much will it be?  Is there anything good to eat here?"

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« Reply #74 on: July 08, 2003, 04:00:22 AM »

Jeremy sat cross-leggèd on the back of her beige Aj'Nuvic, Little Brother, and ran her fingers through her dull mousey hair. Her poorly dyed turban was unwound in her lap, its light green-blue color matching her wrinkled tunic. Her pants legs were untied, ballooning over her feet and hiding them. her eyes were closed, her brows drawn together in thought, her lips pursed as if she was going to say something.

Little Brother knew that trouble came when she looked like that for long enough, especially since she'd forgotten to eat all of yesterday and the day before. He breathed deep, verifying the scent of humans and horses he'd been following. A building was a few hundred peds away, and Jeremy still hadn't noticed it. Little Brother stopped and turned his head around to look at her. Her chest was moving very slightly, she was breathing as if she was asleep. She had finished toying with her hair and her gloved hands were resting in her lap. Brother nosed her chest. She stroked his ear but otherwise was death-still. Little Brother began to saunter carefully toward the inn, slowly gathering speed so as not to make his mistress fall.

When he slowed to a stop in front of the inn, Jeremy was breathing deeper and her eyelids seemed to be twitching, as if she was reading with her eyes closed. Little Brother snorted at an angry-smelling human sitting at a wooden bench near the small human entrance to the building.

As if bowing to the human, Little Brother lowered his head and slowly bowed his forelegs, letting his mistress slide off of his shoulders and into the dirt before the man.

Jeremy felt herself slide, distantly, and could taste the dirt, but numbly stayed in her mind, not releasing her train of thought.

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