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Post by Duskwalker on Oct 24, 2006 5:59:33 GMT -5
Not even touching his drink...
"I'm in..."
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Post by Madscotsman on Oct 24, 2006 19:49:35 GMT -5
Sips his wine and nods.
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Oct 24, 2006 20:04:09 GMT -5
He smiles at the gnome and nods.
"All right. The Lenox family has a caravan leaving two days' hence from the courtyard just inside the north gate. I'll tell Lenox to be expecting your company on the trip. You should seek him out."
The Thane reaches into his pocket and drops a bag on the table.
"There's more when you return. Should you return with wolf, goblin-kin or other heads of the like, I'll give you a raise... varying with how many you kill. Godspeed."
He exits.
[The bag contains 24 pp for each of you]
Actions: ALL
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Post by Rarity on Oct 24, 2006 20:19:59 GMT -5
Grinning at the money bestowed upon her, she swiftly pockets it and stands atop her seat. "A song for your generosity. What would you like to hear?" Searching around the room, she asks, "Any requests?"
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Oct 24, 2006 20:22:49 GMT -5
Grinning at the money bestowed upon her, she swiftly pockets it and stands atop her seat. "A song for your generosity. What would you like to hear?" Searching around the room, she asks, "Any requests?" The Thane ignores you and takes his leave. A few requests for a jolly jig mumur about.
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Post by Pinkie Fighter on Oct 24, 2006 21:36:55 GMT -5
drink until i pass out tonight.
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Post by Rarity on Oct 24, 2006 23:05:04 GMT -5
Clapping a steady beat to prepare for the upcoming song, she encourages everyone in the room to clap along. (Perform:sing +14. Make the DC 20) "There was an old woman who lived under a hill Fa la la, la la la la la la If she's not dead she lives there still Fa la lo, fa la lo, fa la la la la la lo A jolly young man came riding by Fa la la, la la la la la la He called for a pot for he was dry Fa la lo, fa la lo, fa la la la la la lo He called for a pot, and then another Fa la la, la la la la la la He kissed the daughter before the mother Fa la lo, fa la lo, fa la la la la la lo And when the day was gone and spent Fa la la, la la la la la la He bed the daughter with the mother's consent Fa la lo, fa la lo, fa la la la la la lo" OOC: Yeah, I stole it
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Post by Madscotsman on Oct 25, 2006 0:07:54 GMT -5
Nods and raises his glass slightly to the bard.
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Post by Duskwalker on Oct 25, 2006 5:45:31 GMT -5
takes his share of the gold and goes to his room until morning...
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Post by Burnout on Oct 25, 2006 9:07:48 GMT -5
Just hang around the bar, Enjoy the drink and more drinks
Then Bed
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Oct 25, 2006 9:22:04 GMT -5
The bard gets 1 sp and 13 cp
Ok:
The day before take-off: Actions: ALL
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Post by Burnout on Oct 25, 2006 10:36:51 GMT -5
I'll Seek Out Lenox.
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Oct 25, 2006 10:56:12 GMT -5
After a few hours of searching, trudging through snow, and gathering information, which may or may not have involved tipping... You find a cabin-type house. A man stands with work clothes on and at over half a dozen malamuts/huskies etc... in front. he pounds away at what appears to be a sword, at his forge. He looks up and smiles... "Do... I know you? You look familiar." He has a rough, rugged look about him and appears to be quite comely. His muscles seemed to be honed through hours of work and despite the cold weather, the heat of the forge must provide enough that he need not wear sleaves. His close-cropped black hair glistens even though clouds fill the sky, and he appears to have forgotten to shave... last week. He smiles and waits. (Anyone who wish to have accompanies him at all, hm?)
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