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Post by Madscotsman on Jul 26, 2006 18:40:50 GMT -5
A crazy looking but sane elf saunters down the road, pondering the meaning of the word "Thorpe" and deciding that it is probably some strange Dwarven word for an obscure sexual act. Upon making this decision, he hops his way into the tavern.
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Post by Rarity on Jul 26, 2006 19:03:26 GMT -5
To'nar: Actions?
Brian: You realize that this thorpe is entirely too small to have an inn. Though there is a tavern that seems to be popular and a fortress that looks quite odd in your opinion.
Duran: Tavern'd: You see a group playing cards and a group at the bar. Yep, not much activity in this thorpe. There's also a man standing in the doorway next to you. [Dior]
Duldash: Tavern'd: Your card-mates make small talk with you as they play and confirms the rumors you've heard. "Yep, Lord Prisicus' daughter just up and vanished! Heard he was offering a reward, don't know what though. What is this world coming to?"
Wulfgar: Actions?
Dior: Tavern'd: You see a group playing cards and a group at the bar. Yep, not much activity in this thorpe. There's also a man standing in the doorway next to you. [Duran]
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Jul 26, 2006 19:15:02 GMT -5
Duron moves his head extremely close to the elf, "I've always liked those ears, they look pretty. Why aren't you playing cards with those men?"
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Post by Madscotsman on Jul 26, 2006 19:45:59 GMT -5
Dior takes a step back, looking his crazy doorfellow up and down. "I'm not playing cards with them because I have little gold to lose, and that halfling looks like too good a player to allow me to win. What about you, what's your story?"
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Post by Rarity on Jul 26, 2006 20:05:29 GMT -5
Dior and Duran: "Mornin' fellas. Come 'n' sit. Cin ah getcha anathing?" says a round middle-aged human barkeep as he wipes a mug with a dirty cloth. Looking around, you notice that everything seems to be dirty here.
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Post by Rainbow Rage on Jul 26, 2006 20:18:28 GMT -5
"Um... I'll have whatever cheap ale you can get me. Not too alcoholic, I can't drink much."
Turns to the elf, "Oi, I'm a traveler. I wander wherever I sense something... and... well... my sense of direction is kind of poor it seems. You?"
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Post by Burnout on Jul 26, 2006 20:30:34 GMT -5
I'll Continue to play cards and attempt to pry a little more information out as to what is going on with the missing daughter, Any clues... Ideas?
As well, I'll see about letting the game go a little against me here and there, Trying to break a little above even
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Post by Pinkie Fighter on Jul 27, 2006 0:22:00 GMT -5
i will go to the tavern and see what is there.
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Post by Rarity on Jul 27, 2006 6:51:42 GMT -5
Duldash: The skinny man, whom you think is cheating sometimes by sliding cards out of his sleeve, says loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, "Naturally, Lord Prisicus is very distraught about his daughter missing. Melina is her name. Jacobius Kranshup from Vortia proposed to her the day before she disappeared. Personally, I think that he is involved. Lord Prisicus currently is recieving him at his fortress to keep an eye on him."
A muscular, but lean man nods, "Aye. Such a sweet girl. Designed that castle, she did."
Another muscular and hearty man adds, "M'lord loves his daughter to death, he do. Do anything for her, he would."
A scrawny, big eyed man says, "Being a single father is difficult, I'm sure."
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Brian: You hear the above as you walk in the tavern. There's a group of 5 card players sitting at a table and there's a group sitting at the bar.
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Duran: The barkeep waters down some ale for you and he set it in front of you. "That should do ya. Three coppers."
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Post by SbFe_Fluegel-kun on Jul 27, 2006 7:26:55 GMT -5
Wulfgar - [Description]
[Standing on the road leading into town is a lone dwarf. He carries naught but a leather pack. An eyepatch covers his left eye, and he wears a cloth tunic, black leather pants and low leather boots that are covered mostly by scaled steel armor going across his chest, legs and arms. He carries a large steel shield and has a large morningstar at his belt. His short black hair and deep tan skin make him stand out amongst the crowd as he walks into town.]
[Look for a nearby temple, if there is no temple here then go to a tavern or inn]
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Post by Rarity on Jul 27, 2006 8:03:42 GMT -5
Wulf: There is a temple of St. Cuthbert. The temple is the second nicest building in Melinas, next to the fortress standing at the top of a hill.
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Post by SbFe_Fluegel-kun on Jul 27, 2006 8:05:33 GMT -5
Wulf: There is a temple of St. Cuthbert. The temple is the second nicest building in Melinas, next to the fortress standing at the top of a hill. Hmmm... I suppose I can pray at the temple, even if it isn't dedicated to Moradin.[Walk into the temple of St. Cuthbert]
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Post by Rarity on Jul 27, 2006 8:16:12 GMT -5
Wulf: There is a temple of St. Cuthbert. The temple is the second nicest building in Melinas, next to the fortress standing at the top of a hill. Hmmm... I suppose I can pray at the temple, even if it isn't dedicated to Moradin.[Walk into the temple of St. Cuthbert] "Welcome, my son. May St. Cuthbert bless you." He spreads his arms upwards, then down into a circle as a blessing. He kneels behind a pew as he continues praying. The stone temple itself has many rows of pews that would seat about 50 people. At the back of the temple there are rows of lit candles surrounding St. Cuthbert's symbol.
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