You have just entered room "isthisanrproom."
Lithaladhwen: I'll make a run in a moment.
Lithaladhwen: I have to do a thing.
PapatymisonN: K/
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Marshmallow DM has entered the room.
TheMissingWarden has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: Hello everyone.
TheMissingWarden: Guess who!
PapatymisonN: *WEDGIE* Missed ya, punkass.
Lithaladhwen: .....whiskey tango foxtrot, dude.
TheMissingWarden: You did? I was here yesterday.
TheMissingWarden: :P
Lithaladhwen: Whoa, wait.
Lithaladhwen: o_o
TheMissingWarden: ...
TheMissingWarden: OOOoooOOooOOoOOOooOOooOOOOooo. I'm the ghost of Christmas Past!
Lithaladhwen: Are you Blaze?
PapatymisonN: *double wedgie*
PapatymisonN: Think, Ashley... WARDEN...
Lithaladhwen: It was the only person I could think of who's never around.
Lithaladhwen: Psychowarden hangs around still, so I didn't assume that.
TheMissingWarden: No. XD
FFFan80 has entered the room.
TheMissingWarden: I'm just someone you see everyday.
T3chn0Namagomi: Just tell us, please.
PapatymisonN: Hi Dave.
FFFan80: 'Allo
Lithaladhwen: Tell or I ignore you for unnecessary vaguery.
FFFan80: And I swear to God you'd better not be Sean >=[
TheMissingWarden: Is vaguery even a word?
Lithaladhwen: Yes, actually.
TheMissingWarden: I'm Dan. =P
Lithaladhwen: DaienDan?
T3chn0Namagomi: No other Dan here last I checked
TheMissingWarden: No, Dan the Mushroom Man.
TheMissingWarden: Who else? Jeeze
TheMissingWarden: ;p
Lithaladhwen: What do you mean, who else? Like it's my job to keep track of you fucking people when you don't want me to.
FFFan80: AHA
PapatymisonN: He's the people that you meet when you're wedgie-ing down the street.
FFFan80: WHERE THE HELL ARE MY PIZZA MUSHROOMS?! >=[
PapatymisonN: *WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDGIE*
Lithaladhwen: That would be like me getting pissy because no one knew I was Brian's girlfriend for a few months.
Lithaladhwen: I did it on purpose. =/
TheMissingWarden: OW! ;-;
PapatymisonN: ^_^ Deal, prison boss boy.
TheMissingWarden: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: Whatever. Are we going to RP?
TheMissingWarden: Ash...
TheMissingWarden: You don't know me too well to think I'm angry. =p
PapatymisonN: And yes, RP.
PapatymisonN: I delight in the hope of PastGen, a burgeoning new baby...
TheMissingWarden: Charles: I'm actually a traffic warden.
MajorGeneralTso has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: Kay. So... you have a stop sign and a reflective vest and everything?
TheMissingWarden: Yes.
PapatymisonN: Kay.
Besyanteo has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: I did that... in elementary school. <.<
PapatymisonN: Hi Bes.
PapatymisonN: *opens his trenchcoat* Hey man, you want some PastGen? Real pure stuff... ^_^
Besyanteo: Yo
Besyanteo: Sorry, lot going on.
Besyanteo: I might be able to RP in like.... 40 minutes. I have kitchen work to do.
TheMissingWarden: I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOUR PASTGEN, CHARLES.
MajorGeneralTso: ...
TheMissingWarden: I mean, really.
FFFan80: ...
Besyanteo: Also:
Besyanteo: *token grope joke here*
PapatymisonN: ...
FFFan80: *bop*
PapatymisonN: Where are the drug refs, people?
Besyanteo: Flash refs are more fun.
T3chn0Namagomi: BONG AND CAFFEINE ICE CREAM
TheMissingWarden: Drugs are bad, Charles. =(
PapatymisonN: Mmkay.
T3chn0Namagomi: GET YOUR BONG AND CAFFEINE ICE CREAM HERE
Besyanteo: But Pacman is a pill popper, and we love him!
TheMissingWarden has left the room.
Besyanteo: *lurkles*
FFFan80: You leave out Mario
FFFan80: And his 'power up' Shrooms >.>
PapatymisonN: Heh.
PapatymisonN: And yes. Pastgen.
PapatymisonN: I'm fairly sure at least one person here hasn't heard of it.
FFFan80: Cha, I mean this politely
FFFan80: But I don't think it's too hard to guess what that is =[
Lithaladhwen: Gaera Main - 25 years = Pastgen.
Lithaladhwen: We doing it or not?
FFFan80: I am pondering other characters.
PapatymisonN: *has one locked in already* ^_^
Besyanteo: While I work at being avaliable:
Besyanteo: I have a character idea, but if I use it here the character will be, like... 10.
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: Must I point out all the little kid characters? =[
Lithaladhwen: Bes: So? That's okay.
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. I'm actually a tad more for first-gen
Besyanteo: Whee~
TheMissingWarden has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: What? No supplementary characters in anyone's backstory, Nama?
TheMissingWarden has entered the room.
T3chn0Namagomi: None of my characters were born yet, and Kamos' parents wouldn't leave Valth
T3chn0Namagomi: I'd have to make a new one.
PapatymisonN: Feel free.
Lithaladhwen: They don't have to have been born yet, Nama.
Lithaladhwen: That's the point.
PapatymisonN: And they don't have to still be ALIVE.
FFFan80: *cough*
Lithaladhwen: The point is that everyone has parents.
Lithaladhwen: And they don't have to be around now anyway. Dan is right.
FFFan80: Not necessarily even parents
Lithaladhwen: *ahem* Get my font back.
TheMissingWarden: Aunts!
TheMissingWarden: Uncles!
TheMissingWarden: Godfathers!
FFFan80: Maybe you could play someone who gets more important down the road
T3chn0Namagomi: Amelia's parent is a dragoon, I'm not sure Zuri would have anyone noteworthy...
TheMissingWarden: Second Cousins of sisters' brothers' dogs' neighbours!
Lithaladhwen: Basically, the premise is, whether a character has backstory or not, they have a history and people were there.
Lithaladhwen: Those people might be interesting.
Lithaladhwen: Interesting people should be RPed.
Besyanteo: It should be noted that just because this is sort of based on firstgen canon, much like second gen post-creation of the setting the two storylines go their separate ways.
Besyanteo: Feel free to fuck around.
FFFan80: What about other people? =[
PapatymisonN: I say Nama plays someone's father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate.
TheMissingWarden: 8 year old Kuri!
Lithaladhwen: Gaera has always been full of people. So! The people that lived before Gaera main? They might have done noteworthy things as well.
TheMissingWarden: Wait, how much before 1st gen is this?
Lithaladhwen: 25 years.
T3chn0Namagomi: 25 years
TheMissingWarden: ... Ok,then Kuri would be 3
TheMissingWarden: Meh.
T3chn0Namagomi: Meh...I guess I should go with a new character.
Besyanteo: And... I need to run off and do dishes now.
PapatymisonN: See ya soon, Jason.
PapatymisonN: *bounces on his chair* I wanna plaaaaaay.
MajorGeneralTso: ....Moo.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, seriously. If you people don't decide soon, I'm going to play Quinn and you'll all be sorry.
Lithaladhwen: Your characters may get laid, but you'll be sorry.
T3chn0Namagomi: XP
PapatymisonN: I vote for Past Gen. Am I seconded?
FFFan80: *shrug*
FFFan80: <_<;
TheMissingWarden: I vote for 45 years after.
PapatymisonN: All in favour say Aye. Or something else positive.
TheMissingWarden: Or for a few hundred years after. Not enough MAC.
Lithaladhwen: PastGen.
MajorGeneralTso: ...*Lurks*
T3chn0Namagomi: I vote first-gen, though I'm guessing that since it's 2:1:1, -1 Gen is the winner.
PapatymisonN: ... I think that means the motion passes. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: I should just say 'fuck it' and play Isaac.
FFFan80: o_o;
Lithaladhwen: But.... I'm ambivalent.
TheMissingWarden: Isaac Newton?
Lithaladhwen: Yes, Dan.
PapatymisonN: Any preferences to a location? A bar? The streets?
Lithaladhwen: I'll be multi-char RPing, so I'll be bringing Sir Thomas Aquinas along for the ride.
PapatymisonN: Don't forget Gallileo.
TheMissingWarden: Pfft.
TheMissingWarden: My Leonardo utterly owns all you noobs.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway.
PapatymisonN: What she said.
FFFan80: I will be a moment
Lithaladhwen: What country?
TheMissingWarden: France.
FFFan80: *logs out of online distraction*
Lithaladhwen: I have someone I could play in Riva, but more or less only there.
PapatymisonN: ... I can BS that.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...*shoots Dan*
TheMissingWarden: ... Germany?
T3chn0Namagomi: *shoots Dan again*
PapatymisonN: *shoots Dan too*
Lithaladhwen: (No. Not Germany.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Stop being a fucktard, Dan.)
TheMissingWarden: (Italy?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (*shoots Dan yet again* You're NOT FUNNY. Shut the fuck up now.)
PapatymisonN: (Shall we begin?)
PapatymisonN: (Hmmm... better, yes.)
PapatymisonN: (... OK, starting now.)
PapatymisonN: <pgrp>
Lithaladhwen: <Maria Harden>
PapatymisonN: *It's a nippy but lovely day in Brighton, a town a few days walk from the capital. People are bustling to and fro in the streets, though their numbers are few, as usual...*
Lithaladhwen: <And possibly also Glen or Elias>
PapatymisonN: *today, there may be a visitor or two...*
PapatymisonN: (get going. I'll re-jump in in a moment.)
Lithaladhwen: *One such person, out and about today, is a blonde woman of about forty, trailing a boy of about nine years old behind her.*
Lithaladhwen: (For description see...... this only with longer hair.)
Lithaladhwen: *She seems to be having a hard time grocery shopping in the midst of watching the boy.*
Lithaladhwen: Dammit. Elias, Ah need you to go find your father. Tell him Ah'm busy and I'll catch him tonight. Awright?
Lithaladhwen: Elias: *nods and runs off into the crowd*
Lithaladhwen: Ah swear. Just had to have a boy. Girls are supposed to be bettah behaved. *shakes head and grabs some vegetables*
PapatymisonN: *off in the distance, you may see a red-feathered chocobo entering town...*
FFFan80: ...actually, I wouldn't quite buy into that. My sister was quite the... 'joy' for my family.
FFFan80: (moment *hunts old description*)
PapatymisonN: (*waits patiently*)
FFFan80: (Note to self: Save this damn thing off x.x; )
Lithaladhwen: (*waits*)
FFFan80: *A young man in white Ishtarian robes smiles at her, his hair short and slicked back. He wears a pair of recangle-shaped spectacles over his light blue eyes*
TheMissingWarden: (Where is this again?)
PapatymisonN: (Brighton, Riva.)
FFFan80: ...thought to be fair, the same was said for me as well *smiles*
Lithaladhwen: Ah suppose. But you spend a night trapped in mah house with a little kid all sugared up and ready to run riot all hours o'the night.
FFFan80: *chuckles*
Lithaladhwen: He's only behavin' now because Ah'm bribin' him.
T3chn0Namagomi: *Off to the side of the, an unusual thing could be heard--music. To be exact, a particularly sorrowful tune played on a flute, by a man roughly 5'11" tall, with slightly unruly black hair...*
FFFan80: Perhaps the sugar is a part of the problem?
Lithaladhwen: Oh, tell his father that. Like Ah haven't a thousand times. e_e
PapatymisonN: *on the red chocobo is a man with a small turban on his head, and is clothed in garb lined with gold*
FFFan80: *chuckles again* I see.
CGNakibe has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: *scans the bustling people, and... settles his eyes on Tassi!* Ah!
Lithaladhwen: IM: Where's that music coming from? Kind of like it.
MajorGeneralTso: (Welcome, Mr. Shaun.)
FFFan80: I suppose that would make the situation more... interesting.
Lithaladhwen: (Not Tassi today, Charles. *grin* )
PapatymisonN: *approaches, and hops off his mount!* Greetings from Doma!
Lithaladhwen: ....What does Doma want?
T3chn0Namagomi: *He seems to be wearing what used to be some nice clothes--very nice, at least, but they're quite faded-looking from the looks of things*
CGNakibe: (Rar.)
PapatymisonN: Good tidings!
FFFan80: ....
FFFan80: o_o
FFFan80: -_-
FFFan80: o_o
Lithaladhwen: We got all the tidin's we need here, thanks. Doma can keep them if ya ask me.
PapatymisonN: *he's a darkskinned man, tall, with a well kept moustache, of about 20 years*
PapatymisonN: If not you, then your... mayor?
FFFan80: >_>?
Lithaladhwen: Look. What do ya want?
T3chn0Namagomi: *The more observant might notice a knife worn on his belt*
Lithaladhwen: Maybe Ah can help you.
PapatymisonN: That would be nice.
T3chn0Namagomi: *A pretty big knife at that.*
FFFan80: *adjusts his glasses* o.o? IM: ...what is the King doing here?
Lithaladhwen: Well. Out with it, then. What can Ah do for ya?
PapatymisonN: *bows* I am Duke Sean Coryn Oneal Kole Domanada, here on a tour of goodwill!
Lithaladhwen: ...*blinks* Ah see. Well, nice to meet ya. Maria Harden, here on a grocery errand.
T3chn0Namagomi: *rolls his eyes while playing* IM: Nobility's the reason I'm like this, I don't trust this guy as far as I can throw him at all.*
Lithaladhwen: (Ha. Sean.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *continues to play his dirge...*
FFFan80: (Hold a sec)
PapatymisonN: (See. Reputation.)
PapatymisonN: (*holds*)
Lithaladhwen: (You're right. I did know him, and am entertained.)
PapatymisonN: (Thought you might be.)
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: ...And I don't exactly throw people.
FFFan80: (Sorry *was sorting Riva's history, wee*)
TheMissingWarden: (SNgami's a duke?)
TheMissingWarden: (=P)
PapatymisonN: (Actually, he's named after my actual cousin Sean.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Oh no! He'll use his duke powers to get his broken PS sheets through!)
Lithaladhwen: (He's going to buy the deed to Brighton, and then demand that one of Brighton's women sleep with him or he won't build them a theater.)
PapatymisonN: (Especially those middle names... they're INSANELY close to his actual full name.)
Lithaladhwen: (Because that's what The Duke does. Duh.)
PapatymisonN: (Actually, the Duke is what I call the original Xbox controllers.)
FFFan80: >.> ....
FFFan80: What brings a noble from Doma to Riva of all places?
Lithaladhwen: IM: No noble o'mine Ah can tell ya that. Some Doman.
PapatymisonN: Well, my liege is desiring good relations with his neighbours.
T3chn0Namagomi: *by now, has finished his current tune and starts a second one*
PapatymisonN: IM: And this way, there is no way the person is a spy... e_e
Lithaladhwen: So you and your liege.... what do y'all want with us specifically?
Lithaladhwen: Y'all know you don't have access to our temple, no matter who ya are.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Nobles...bah. They're all alike.
PapatymisonN: Of course.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: I should know...
PapatymisonN: I simply want to let the people of this nation know that Doma is their FRIEND, from a friendly person.
Lithaladhwen: *rests her grocery basket against one hip and inspects him* Mmmhm. 'kay. Good ta know.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: Riiiiight.
PapatymisonN: Now, could you... direct me to your mayor's office?
FFFan80: >_> ...IM: Where exactly has this friend been all these years?
T3chn0Namagomi: *simply continues playing*
Lithaladhwen: *tilts her head the other way* Ah guess. But right now Ah've got errands to run. You want a guide, you can wait while I feed mah family.
FFFan80: *shrugs and heads over to the musician*
TheMissingWarden: (Is the inn in Brighton controleld by anyone in particular, or is it free game?)
PapatymisonN: Oh, you're eating? May I join you?
Lithaladhwen: (No, that's fair. I just control the Hardens and the temple.)
FFFan80: That's quite a lovely melody *tosses a few gil to the musician*
Lithaladhwen: Ah'm just shoppin' and Ah don't have enough money to be feedin' strangers. Buy your own share and Ah'll cook it for ya.
T3chn0Namagomi: *catches them on his boot, while still playing--he's done this a few times*
FFFan80: Does the song have a name?
PapatymisonN: Of course! That would be LOVELY!
T3chn0Namagomi: *He speaks with a quiet tone as he stops* ...Dirge of Purity.
Lithaladhwen: ¬_¬ Fine. Ah need two more carrots, another half pound a'meat, and four potatoes. Ya can grab that much, can'tcha?
TheMissingWarden: *and so, there's a young lady with a couple of huge trays in her hands! They seem to be full of tasty snacks!*
Lithaladhwen: *shooing motion with one hand*
FFFan80: Ah, I see. Is it a Rivan tune?
T3chn0Namagomi: It's my own.
FFFan80: It's quite nice.
PapatymisonN: ... um... alright... *heads to the carts to buy*
TheMissingWarden: *the young lady herself is around 20 years old, with long brown hair and purple(?) eyes. She is quite pretty, even if a bit too pale by Rivan standards*
Lithaladhwen: Hm. *nods approvingly and picks up a couple more things*
T3chn0Namagomi: *picks the gil off of his boot, pocketing it quickly*
TheMissingWarden: *she passes by the group, and stops, eyeing the rich person* IM: Hmmm.
TheMissingWarden: IM: He may bring some money to the place.
PapatymisonN: *fighting accents* @_@
Lithaladhwen: *calls over* Sean? Ya findin' ev'rything okay? *smirks*
PapatymisonN: Um, uh... yes. Yes I am...
PapatymisonN: *has the carrots and potatoes*
FFFan80: I take it you are a travelling musician, by trade?
PapatymisonN: ... no, BEEF, not... goat?
PapatymisonN: o.O
T3chn0Namagomi: Not quite.
FFFan80: *appears confused*
T3chn0Namagomi: I only have lamentation left to give--so I give it in this way.
FFFan80: ......
FFFan80: What has happened to you?
CGNakibe: (<.< >.>)
CGNakibe: (Don't cry, Emokid!)
CGNakibe: (sorry, just HAD to.)
T3chn0Namagomi: That...is not for you to know.
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah, sure. That's why it's the first thing he tells strangers.... >_> )
FFFan80: .....
PapatymisonN: Or would you PREFER... goat?
FFFan80: Pardon my frankness
PapatymisonN: *hiding a gulp*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeesh. Pick things apart, why don't you? 9_9)
Lithaladhwen: *walks over, her basket now full* Oh, honestly. You nobles can't do nothin' for yourselves.
FFFan80: But, it seems odd you do not wish to discuss this weight on your heart.
Lithaladhwen: Grab that, and that.
FFFan80: Yet bring it up to me regardless.
Lithaladhwen: *to the grocer* And don't scam him if ya can help it. S'not his fault.
PapatymisonN: ... very well... *does so, and pays*
Besyanteo: (Bleh.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hi Bes!)
Besyanteo: (Family. 'fun.')
TheMissingWarden: *nears the noble's group (unless he's alone), with the giant trays full of stuff*
Lithaladhwen: (Maria Harden in Brighton, Riva. PastGen.)
Lithaladhwen: (No, the noble's with some middle-aged woman.)
Besyanteo: (Riva? I see. o.o)
Besyanteo: (Meh, that can still work.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm trying some things out for the PastGen plot thing I wanted to run.)
TheMissingWarden: Greetings, sir and madam! *said in an happy tone. She is wearing waitress clothing, apron and all!*
PapatymisonN: Are we ready, then?
Lithaladhwen: That depends. What you selling, hon?
TheMissingWarden: Selling? Oh, I'm not selling!
TheMissingWarden: I was told to let the people taste some of the foods served in the Boar's Nose Tavern! So that's what I'm doing. *beams* (Don't ask how I came up with that.)
Besyanteo: (Hm. How do I want to do this... Could I get a short description of everyone here?)
PapatymisonN: (Someone needs to make a Tavern Name Generator.)
Besyanteo: (And there are several you could probably find through google. Hell, I may have one now. *Checks*)
PapatymisonN: (Duke Sean Domanada, in a mini-turban, gilded clothes, and a MUSTAAAAAAAACHE!)
T3chn0Namagomi: The fact that I am mourning is for all who desire to listen. However, why I am is only for myself.
Lithaladhwen: (Charles, there are lots. They're fun.)
Lithaladhwen: Ah. Well, sure, hon. I'll try some.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Unknown name as of yet, in heavy faded clothes, slightly unruly black hair, and with at least some performance ability.)
Lithaladhwen: Maybe Ah'll head over to make ya look good. *smile*
PapatymisonN: (o.o *BOOKMARK!*)
Marshmallow DM has left the room.
TheMissingWarden: *chuckle* It's okay! No obligations, right? *lowers the tray!*
TheMissingWarden: (*is a bit too lazy to decide what's in it. =(*)
TheMissingWarden: (Cheeses, appetizers... That sort of stuff.)
Lithaladhwen: *takes some* Thanks, sweetheart. Appreciated.
Lithaladhwen: Ah'm going to drop my groceries off at home, and Sean? Ya need to come with or Ah can't get dinner started.
PapatymisonN: ... hmmm... *takes... something on a cracker*
PapatymisonN: *bows to the lady* Thank you VERY much.
TheMissingWarden: (Olive and cheese. There you go.)
TheMissingWarden: You DO know where the inn is, yes?
Lithaladhwen: Ah do, yeah.
TheMissingWarden: (*tavern)
FFFan80: (<--Brother Rudal, a young Ishtarian Priest)
FFFan80: Well... I will not force you to discuss things that you don't wish.
TheMissingWarden: Most excellent!
TheMissingWarden: *beams*
FFFan80: *nods* May the Goddess watch over you.
T3chn0Namagomi: IM: If she did, I wouldn't have been in this situation to begin with.
PapatymisonN: *eats* ... ^_^ Delightful.
Besyanteo: (And, they're in the market place?)
T3chn0Namagomi: *continues to play...*
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. Probably heading to a tavern later.)
TheMissingWarden: *beams* Best in Riva, sir.
TheMissingWarden: (Is he still playing angsty songs?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (If you'd call it that, yes.)
Besyanteo: (Hn. I couldn't really do that with this character... Eo I'll save it for now. But atleast the idea's there.)
Lithaladhwen: Come on, Sean. Ah need to drop off mah dinner shopping and then Ah told the young lady we'd try her tavern.
Besyanteo: (So*)
PapatymisonN: Lead the way!
Lithaladhwen: (Nama: I think we all would. What else do you call it? Nameless vagabond who is apparently in constant mourning or something?)
Lithaladhwen: *heads home, powerwalking like a mofo*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Whatever. I'm crap at generating on-the-fly characters.)
PapatymisonN: *keeps strike!*
PapatymisonN: *stride
Lithaladhwen: *She stops at a house that's clean...but not especially well-built or large. It's clean, though!*
Lithaladhwen: Here. Put yer groceries in on the table, and Ah'll get to it later this aftahnoon.
PapatymisonN: *nods, puts the stuff down*
TheMissingWarden: *she thus turns around and walks towards Bardor*
PapatymisonN: *looking around* Lovely home...
Lithaladhwen: Thanks. S'all we can afford, ya know how it goes.
PapatymisonN: Mm.
Lithaladhwen: e_e Well, maybe ya don't.
T3chn0Namagomi: *who seems to have left the scene...*
Lithaladhwen: But just the same. Ready to go?
PapatymisonN: *nods*
TheMissingWarden: *oh noes! GHOST!*
Lithaladhwen: *locks the door behind them and heads out to the aforementioned tavern, passing through the market again in the process*
TheMissingWarden: *is priestboi there?*
Lithaladhwen: *She tosses a wave to the priest she actually kind of enjoyed talking to, not like her new friends Sean.*
PapatymisonN: ... are there ... security risks in town?
Lithaladhwen: *friend
FFFan80: *somewhere about in town, yaes*
Lithaladhwen: Security risks? Nothin' you and your liege need to be worryin' about, no.
TheMissingWarden: IM: A priest, huh? ... Those usually have some money with them! Or do they have votes of poverty? ... Maybe both.
TheMissingWarden: (Had to say that.)
Lithaladhwen: Why are y'all checking out our town?
TheMissingWarden: *thus walks towards the priest! looks all like a waitress, with the apron and knee-length dress and all*
PapatymisonN: It's a goodwill tour, as I said.
TheMissingWarden: *of course, the trays help*
PapatymisonN: I am going about from town to town, being... an ambassador, if you will.
Lithaladhwen: Mmhm. Well, Ah can tell ya we aren't used to visitors. Goodwill or otherwise.
PapatymisonN: *strokes his mustache* They were... receptive enough. I've been to enough towns to expect that or less...
PapatymisonN: (Mustaches ROCK. *strokes his own*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Bah. Facial hair is de-bishifying)
PapatymisonN: (Yep!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I prefer to stay without it, myself)
TheMissingWarden: (Handlebar moustache, Cha?)
PapatymisonN: (Down with bishies! Up with HUNKS!)
CGNakibe: (It makes you rugged and MANLY.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (BISHOUNEN ARE BETTER.)
CGNakibe: (Just ask Dexter. >;P)
Lithaladhwen: (RUGGED!)
Besyanteo: (THIS MUSTACHE HAS BEEN HANDED DOWN THE ARMSTRONG FAMILY LINE FOR GENERATIONS!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (BISHOUNEN.)
TheMissingWarden: (Heh.)
Lithaladhwen: (Anyway. Anyone going to RP?)
TheMissingWarden: (Rugged bishounen!)
PapatymisonN: (... Bes utterly trumps you, Doug. There is no denying it.)
Lithaladhwen: So how long ya planning to stay?
T3chn0Namagomi: (*counters with Vyers*
T3chn0Namagomi: )
TheMissingWarden: (Is the Brother anyone you'd recognize, Daveo?)
Besyanteo: (*loses*)
PapatymisonN: Just the night, then off to Advent.
FFFan80: (*moment, family stuff*)
Besyanteo: (*but only when Vyers becomes Mid-Boss*)
PapatymisonN: I hear their corn is LOVELY this time of year...
MajorGeneralTso: (...Mmm...Corn.)
TheMissingWarden: (Bes: It's just a name.=()
Besyanteo: (MID-BOSS. >:-)
Besyanteo: (>: )
Lithaladhwen: (He's no ordinary Mid-Boss, though.)
Besyanteo: (Hey, you just admitted you're a mid-boss!)
Lithaladhwen: So where ya stayin' the night? You know you're gonna get scammed for inns right?
Besyanteo: (Also... <_< ... >_>...(
Besyanteo: (Horse Weiner.)
Besyanteo: (*relurks*)
TheMissingWarden: (I'm a Mid-Boss, he're a Mid-boss, she's a Mid-Boss, too... I'm a Mid-boss, we are Mid-boss...)
PapatymisonN: Oh?
TheMissingWarden: (*he's)
Lithaladhwen: (A HORSE WEINER!?)
Lithaladhwen: (Guys be careful!)
PapatymisonN: ... so I suppose 200 a night is too much?
Lithaladhwen: *looks him up and down* No, Ah'd say that's fair.
Lithaladhwen: Guess you're gettin' charged fair rates after all.
PapatymisonN: I wouldn't know. I've... never stayed in an inn before...
Lithaladhwen: *snort*
PapatymisonN: Or left Doma City, honestly...
PapatymisonN: The life of a noble, I suppose...
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Somethin' like that.
Lithaladhwen: Suppose you're gonna tell me you've never gone a night without eatin' either, huh?
PapatymisonN: ... can't say I have...
AngeloState606 has entered the room.
PapatymisonN: (... hello?)
Lithaladhwen: (Hi Tara.)
AngeloState606: (Deedly dee)
AngeloState606: (I'm fashionably late...)
AngeloState606: (What's going on?)
Lithaladhwen: Thought as much. Look, you can come here and be all friendly an' whatnot. But you aren't one of us, and ya never will be.
Lithaladhwen: You and your 'liege'? Just nobles passin' through because y'all want something.
Lithaladhwen: Don't think Ah can't tell.
Lithaladhwen: You're all the same, Sean.
PapatymisonN: v_v That is a valid opinion.
Lithaladhwen: So? What do ya want?
Lithaladhwen: Ah'm a big girl. You can tell me.
PapatymisonN: ...
PapatymisonN: I want nothing.
PapatymisonN: It's my uncle that wants something.
PapatymisonN: I'm here so that he does not get it.
Lithaladhwen: Hm.
Lithaladhwen: Ah see. And what's he want?
Lithaladhwen: *They arrive at the tavern!*
Lithaladhwen: *She opens the door and goes in first*
PapatymisonN: A spy.
Lithaladhwen: Well. Ain't that charming.
FFFan80: (Gotta go, sorry all)
PapatymisonN: Someone to assess the lands Doma borders.
FFFan80 has left the room.
PapatymisonN: Luckily, I'm no lapdog...
Lithaladhwen: So what are ya doing here, if not assessin' the lands you border?
PapatymisonN: It's me, or a loyal court spy.
PapatymisonN: Take your pick.
Lithaladhwen: Ah see. At this point it makes no nevermind to me. Haven't proven ya aren't a spy, far as Ah'm concerned.
PapatymisonN: This is true. All you have is my word.
Lithaladhwen: *orders a whiskey...neat because you don't put ice in liquor*
AngeloState606: *A faint green ball of light is floating around a ways above the heads of everyone else*
Lithaladhwen: 9_9 IM: What'n the name of Ishtar...?
TheMissingWarden: *EVERYONE? She's kinda only somewhat in the vicinity of the others. :*
PapatymisonN: ... what on Gaera?
AngeloState606: *In a split second, it dips down to the ground and up sprouts a young-ish looking female*
AngeloState606: <Leif>
Lithaladhwen: (Female what? Female drider, female rhino?)
AngeloState606: *Oh, wow! SHe's a celestial! Yeehaw*
Lithaladhwen: o_o
AngeloState606: *She stands about the average womanly height, but for being so young a person, has stark-white hair, but deep brown eyes*
Lithaladhwen: *touches her forehead in respect*
AngeloState606: *Bows her head and whispers something*
AngeloState606: Greetings to you. *smile*
PapatymisonN: And to you.
Lithaladhwen: Aft'noon. Can Ah help you with anythin'? Don't see many o'your kind here.
AngeloState606: *Chuckles* Oh, I'm just exploring Igala, as it were.
AngeloState606: May I join you?
Lithaladhwen: O'course.
TheMissingWarden: *happened to be passing (unless they're in a building). Just...stares at the celestial*
Lithaladhwen: *lets the angel girl into the tavern, should she choose to hang with them for a while*
Lithaladhwen: (They're in a building. Are you watching the RP at all, Daien?)
AngeloState606: *Finds an empty chair near them and takes a graceful seat*
Lithaladhwen: (Everyone left the market about an hour ago.)
TheMissingWarden: (Oh, they're in the tavern? :P)
PapatymisonN: (BRB.)
PapatymisonN: (Bum tired, and Chef Boyardee's calling my name.)
AngeloState606: (So! What's happened that I've missed so far? Anything important or mostly CI?)
Lithaladhwen: (CI, really.)
Lithaladhwen: (Something should happen, and I'm trying to think of something to abate my apathy.)
AngeloState606: (Cool beans)
AngeloState606: (Heh)
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
AngeloState606: (*Dancing a jig*)
AngeloState606: (Anyone care to join?)
TheMissingWarden: (*joins*)
AngeloState606: (Yay!)
PapatymisonN: (Back.)
AngeloState606: (That's it? Come on, everyone! *Jiggity jig jig*)
TheMissingWarden: (Get jiggy with it?)
PapatymisonN: (*RPs instead*)
PapatymisonN: And your name would be...?
AngeloState606: I am Leif.
AngeloState606: *Is that a warm glow she's emitting?*
AngeloState606: And you are?
PapatymisonN: *grins*
AngeloState606: *Glances over all the people she has joined*
PapatymisonN: Duke Sean Coryn Oneal Kole Domanada, at your service...
PapatymisonN: *bow*
TheMissingWarden: ( I remember a character called Leif. He sucked. =( )
AngeloState606: Pleased to meet you, Duke Domanada...*closes her eyes a moment* You have a strong family.
PapatymisonN: I do.
Lithaladhwen: ....Family with money. Same thing, Ah guess.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. Who's for a drink? This whiskey'll last me a while, but you're both empty.
AngeloState606: *Turns her head slowly* And you are, miss?
Lithaladhwen: Maria Harden. And I ain't been "Miss" in over ten years, hon. *smiles* Just call me Maria.
AngeloState606: *Smiles* It's a pleasure, Maria.
AngeloState606: Nothing for me, thank you.
AngeloState606: *Looks around the room surveying the building itself and the rest of the people in it, if any*
TheMissingWarden: *walks in, trays empty... And eating the last one!*
PapatymisonN: ... red wine. Oldest you have.
Lithaladhwen: *waves to the girl walking in*
TheMissingWarden: (I presume the newcomer needs desc.)
AngeloState606: (Yes, pleeease.)
TheMissingWarden: *a pretty young woman, perhaps 20years of age. Long brown hair and purple(?) eyes. She's wearing waitress clothes, the whole knee-length dress and aprong thing. And is a bit too pale by Rivan standards*
AngeloState606: *Looks at the waitress and smiles*
J4deninj44 has entered the room.
AngeloState606: What is your name?
PapatymisonN: (Howdy.)
J4deninj44: (*short wave*)
TheMissingWarden: (Does she look like a celestial? :O)
AngeloState606: (The waitress is a celestial, too?)
Lithaladhwen: (Hey, Amanda. I'll IM you.)
TheMissingWarden: (No. I mean your character.)
AngeloState606: (Oh...well, that's all very relative. When she entered, she was in the traditional celestial form: a glowing ball of light. This is the just the humanoid form Leif has chosen to take)
Lithaladhwen: (I think he means does she have wings or otherwise obvious angel parts hanging out.)
AngeloState606: (No)
AngeloState606: (No wings)
AngeloState606: (If you didn't witness the whole "glowing ball of light suddenly materializing a woman" thing, she'd just blend in with everyone else...)
TheMissingWarden: *smile* Helena Salan. Pleased to meet you! *does an awkward bow, with two trays under her arms*
AngeloState606: And you, miss.
AngeloState606: How long have you worked here, may I inquire?
TheMissingWarden: *blinks* Uhm... Four years.
PapatymisonN: IM: Ouch.
AngeloState606: Four years? Indeed.
TheMissingWarden: *tilts her head* Indeed what, if I may?
AngeloState606: Nothing; just taking note.
Lithaladhwen: Know what? Ah really have to start dinner. Ah suppose Ah'm having guests. *slightly annoyed glance to Domanada*
Lithaladhwen: So Ah'd better get started. Be there at seven or ya don't eat, Sean.
Lithaladhwen: Awright?
PapatymisonN: Of course.
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
AngeloState606: >.>
Lithaladhwen: Leif, nice meetin' ya. Stop by anytime if ya see me out and about.
AngeloState606: IM: Did I say something? *blushes*
Lithaladhwen: Helena, lovely place ya got here. Ah'll be sure to stop by again.
AngeloState606: *Nods* I may, ma'am.
Lithaladhwen: Come on, now. None o'that ma'am. Ah'm not old yet.
Lithaladhwen: Evenin' all. *waves and heads out*
Lithaladhwen: </Maria>
TheMissingWarden: *blinks* Leaving already..?
J4deninj44: *And Lloyd enters, weary travel worn, skin tanned as his leather boats. He takes a seat at an empty table* *Aye, and Audaen, a stocky northern dwarf, greying black obsidian locks braided up, follows him, his gait uneven*
Lithaladhwen: (Maria's RPer is going to do other things, because she cannot think of a plot for you guys.)
AngeloState606: *Her eyes fix on the two who just entered the bar*
J4deninj44: So it was, there I be, a beard on m'arse and three goblins breathin' death in m'beard...
AngeloState606: o.o
Lithaladhwen: (Hee.)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm quoting that.)
AngeloState606: You have a beard on your...arse?
PapatymisonN: ... *drinks his wine, enjoying it*
J4deninj44: *Audaen looks around, rubbing his coarse-haired beard, he frowns, lines deep in his face*
TheMissingWarden: *turns to the two* Greetings! Please, find a seat.
Lithaladhwen: (*lurks*)
AngeloState606: IM: A beard on his behind. How odd.
J4deninj44: Thank you. *he motions to a table and Audaen nods*
TheMissingWarden: *turns to the nobleman and the celestial in disguise* Would you like anything?
AngeloState606: *Still watching them, somewhat curiously*
J4deninj44: Doma Capital is no place for us, old friend... I hate the smell nearly more than the citizenry.
TheMissingWarden: (This isn't DC. :O)
AngeloState606: Oh, no thank you, Miss Helena.
AngeloState606: *Smiles at her* By my word, you are a pretty thing.
J4deninj44: (Ah, an assumption on my part, where are we then?)
TheMissingWarden: *blinks* Uhm... Thank you... *clearly awkward*
AngeloState606: *Smiles*
J4deninj44: (Ah! Riva.)
AngeloState606: (Riva!)
J4deninj44: (Brighton. Forget what I said then.)
AngeloState606: Do you own this establishment?
J4deninj44: Goblins.
TheMissingWarden: Well, no...
J4deninj44: *grips his hammer and tenses* Say what, then?
J4deninj44: You were saying about goblins...
TheMissingWarden: I'm the head waitress here.
AngeloState606: *Smiles*
TheMissingWarden: *beams*
AngeloState606: *Turns her attention back to the two men that just entered*
TheMissingWarden: Do you want anything? Something to dri-
TheMissingWarden: *blink*
TheMissingWarden: IM: okay...
J4deninj44: Aaah, yes, then. *rubs his beard again*
AngeloState606: *Hears Helena* No, thank you. I'm just here to observe.
PapatymisonN: *murmurs something to the bartender*
AngeloState606: And to enjoy the comfortable atmosphere.
TheMissingWarden: Very well...
AngeloState606: Perhaps in a little bit, I may be hungry.
TheMissingWarden: (Presuming it's getting late-ish)
TheMissingWarden: If you'd like we can light the fireplace. It can get quite cold.
J4deninj44: So I grab m'warhammer, thinkin' "This'sit. Build m'cairn right here where I fall, Great Welder!' When outta nowhere a gryhon swipes up a goblin and picks 'm apart like a mouse. Well! Can 'ye imagine?
J4deninj44: Imagine? I've seen worse but go on...
AngeloState606: (FUCKING AIM!)
AngeloState606: *She seems to have a permanent expression of happiness or contentment on her face*
PapatymisonN: *everyone is handed a beer*
AngeloState606: (*Mumbles something about hating AIM with a burning passion*)
AngeloState606: (I was trying to type in a sentence and it wouldn't let me! Argh)
AngeloState606: *Is handed a beer*
AngeloState606: Oh!
AngeloState606: o.o
AngeloState606: *Looks at it*
TheMissingWarden: *chuckles* IM: Bingo!
J4deninj44: Ah, well, the c'motion gives me the time t'swing ol' Forge 'ere and I smash that bear right on 'is snout! Crack! Sounded like a bad walnut!
TheMissingWarden: *to Duke Sean* Buying a round, sir?
J4deninj44: *grabs the tankard* We didn't- Someone's bought a round, Audaen!
TheMissingWarden: (Presumingthat's what happened. :P)
PapatymisonN: *shrugs* Doma's good will at work.
J4deninj44: *looks around, which requires a shifting of his entire body* A good fellow! *raises the tankard* To yer health!
AngeloState606: *Picks up the mug and sniffs it first, then in a moment, chugs it and it's all gone in one tip of the glass*
AngeloState606: Aaah! *wipes her mouth*
AngeloState606: That's delicious. What do you call it?
J4deninj44: A sentiment second by my actions. *raises the tankard and drinks* Still goblins.
TheMissingWarden: *turns to Leif* Uhm... Beer.
TheMissingWarden: *raises an eyebrow* ... Not knowing what beer is... Are you foreign?
PapatymisonN: *sips his wine*
AngeloState606: Beer. Good stuff.
AngeloState606: Foreign? No, not really.
AngeloState606: *Grins and looks into her glass*
AngeloState606: IM: Pity.
J4deninj44: Hn? OH! They ran like'n the stockings of a 5 copper whore. *laughs* I never saw such dust clouds on greener heels!
AngeloState606: *Pushes the empty mug away from her*
TheMissingWarden: Hmm...
AngeloState606: *She's picking up bits and pieces of the conversation occurring on the other side of the room*
TheMissingWarden: *goes to the dwarf and human*May I help you?
AngeloState606: *To Sean* Who do you suppose they are?
TheMissingWarden has left the room.
A Rockin SN has entered the room.
A Rockin SN: (Sorry about that.)
PapatymisonN: (We slightly forgive you.)
A Rockin SN: (If anything was said,may it be repeated)
AngeloState606: (Nah; we didn't say anything)
J4deninj44: *looks up* Ah, we're good until this tankard is dry.
PapatymisonN: No clue.
A Rockin SN: *nod*
AngeloState606: Hmm...
AngeloState606: Thank you for the drink, sir.
AngeloState606: It was delicious.
PapatymisonN: My pleasure.
J4deninj44: ... *there silence* This place is going to hell, Lloyd.
AngeloState606: O.O
AngeloState606: ._.
AngeloState606: IM: Who on Igala are these men?
AngeloState606: *Stands and approaches the men*
J4deninj44: What place isn't...? If you aren't upperclass then your life is bound to be shit. Healers can't heal all wounds and priests can't save souls if they don't have them themselves.
J4deninj44: Aye, aye... so it is.
AngeloState606: *Her eyes are narrowing a bit*
A Rockin SN: *serving other people!*
J4deninj44: But that's what life is about... *sidelong glances at the stranger but chooses to ignore, a safety for his temper, which grows shorter as he grows older*
J4deninj44: *Lloyd glances up then to his friend* ...
AngeloState606: O.O
AngeloState606: T2Audaen: What troubles your heart so much?
J4deninj44: GET OUT OF MY RUDDY HEAD! *spittle flies from his lips as he stands suddenly*
A Rockin SN: *blinks as she turns around*
AngeloState606: *Stares at him, unaffected*
J4deninj44: *closes his eyes and sighs a little. He crosses her arms and makes no move*
AngeloState606: (Heh? Whose arms is lloyd crossing?)
J4deninj44: What gives ye the forge be frozen right to get in my head, you cock-brain.
J4deninj44: (Ah. His arms...)
A Rockin SN: IM: .... Cock-brain?
AngeloState606: T2Audaen: I'd just like to know what troubles you so?
PapatymisonN: *yaaaaaaaaawns* Gosh. Up past my bedtime...
PapatymisonN: *asks the barkeep for a room*
J4deninj44: *growls* I said... GET OUT OF MY HEAD! If you've got a thing to say then you say it with the voice the gods forged you to use!
PapatymisonN: *and has another round handed out*
PapatymisonN: Goodnight, good people... Sleep well...
PapatymisonN: *heads upstairs*
AngeloState606: *Her eyes begin to narrow again*
PapatymisonN: </sean>
J4deninj44: If you want a thing that troubles me then it's people like you who not only intrude but don't listen!
A Rockin SN: *facepalms* No fighting in the tavern!
AngeloState606: All I hear are tales of violence. I've asked this question before, not of you, but of others...
AngeloState606: What do you fight for?
J4deninj44: Stuck up... Righteous... *turning red*
AngeloState606: I am neither, sir.
J4deninj44: Audaen.
AngeloState606: If there is something you believe in that you defend, I commend you. *bows her head slightly*
J4deninj44: ... Excuse me, stranger but...
J4deninj44: If I may interject.
A Rockin SN: IM: I have no idea what's going on. But it stopped combat. Most excellent.
AngeloState606: *She turns to him, her dark brown eyes looking deep into his*
J4deninj44: Before you ask questions of us, I must ask... what business of ours is yours?
AngeloState606: T2Lloyd: You may.
J4deninj44: ....*frowns*
AngeloState606: *Frowns a bit herself*
AngeloState606: It is...the reason I exist.
J4deninj44: I second Audaen, if you can speak don't do it in my head... *taps his temple*
J4deninj44: Damn rotten reason to exist...
AngeloState606: *Turns her back to them*
J4deninj44: Meddlin' in the business of gentle folk.
AngeloState606: *Over her shoulder says* I wouldn't expect you to understand, sir.
AngeloState606: My appologies. I will leave you be.
J4deninj44: ... If your reason is to meddle in the affaird of men, stranger, you must first learn how to meddle without meddling. *smiles gently*
AngeloState606: *Finds a seat in a dark corner away from their sight*
J4deninj44: *sits down and guzzles his drink* And that's why, Lloyd, and that's why! Did you see that!
A Rockin SN: *scratches her head, sighing lightly*
J4deninj44: I saw it.
J4deninj44: Not a "Hail, gentle travelers", not a even a round to be bought, just... It's m'head, Lloyd! MINE!... *rubs his round nose*
AngeloState606: *Almost as soon as she crept into the dark corner, a familiar green ball of light floats up above their heads and out of the tavern door*
J4deninj44: Not all people have our ... aversion to that kind of thing. Maybe it's just that she's not used to people like us.
A Rockin SN: *blink*
A Rockin SN: *looks at the ball of light*
AngeloState606: *Into the bar walks a very tall, darkly dressed elven-man.*
AngeloState606: *Murmers something about "damned celestials"*
Lithaladhwen: (Hey folks.)
AngeloState606: WAITRESS! A glass of your finest wine, quickly.
AngeloState606: (yes/
AngeloState606: (YES?
AngeloState606: )
J4deninj44: Who likes that kind of thing. I dont' understand it at all... It's like walking around naked, everyone can see your business.
AngeloState606: (ARGH! Damned fingers!)
J4deninj44: (Yo?)
Lithaladhwen: (Just checking in. I'm still lurking and still watching.)
A Rockin SN: *turns around* Yes sir. *zips to the bar to pour one*
AngeloState606: *Seats himself hastily and whips out a book and starts scribbling madly in it*
AngeloState606: (What's Audaen talking about?)
J4deninj44: (Telepathy.)
AngeloState606: (Ah! Okay)
Lithaladhwen: (....Your business.)
AngeloState606: (*Snicker*)
AngeloState606: (Bowchickabowbow)
J4deninj44: *sighs* It's the Age of Magic, Audaen, get used to it...
J4deninj44: (*films!*)
J4deninj44: All things are possible, friend, even the things that we wish were not.
AngeloState606: *Ears perk up and, still scribbling adds:* Indeed, friend.
AngeloState606: We live in an age of possibilities.
J4deninj44: Magic's got a lot of laws and -Gttt! *almost bites his tongue*
A Rockin SN: *zips back, with the glass*
J4deninj44: *covers his mouth to hide a laugh*
AngeloState606: *Throws some coin down on the table* Thank you, miss.
A Rockin SN: *takes it* Pleasure. *zips back to clean the table Leif was at*
J4deninj44: *gives Lloyd a look that clearly says, "Swallow it, Legs, or I'll stuff it down your throat"*
J4deninj44: *waves his hand submissively* It's not your day, Audaen. Just take your lumps and learn from them, old friend.
AngeloState606: *Glances over at the two; he's an eerie looking fellow, in fact. Handsome, young, bright green eyes, long white hair...but there's just something about him...*
AngeloState606: *Returns his attention back to his book that he's writing in*
J4deninj44: As... I was saying... Magic's got a lot of laws and holes, like cheese. If ye don' mind ye nails and hammers, ye bound to get a sore thumb!
J4deninj44: I say magic's a big mistake t'use! Don' trust it, notta inch.
AngeloState606: IM: Foolish dwarf.
J4deninj44: It's got it's uses, you must admit. *rubs his chin* Healing for one.
AngeloState606: It may be a big mistake to use, but it can still kill you. *eerie grin*
AngeloState606: *Scribble scribble*
J4deninj44: .... ....
J4deninj44: *blink blink*
J4deninj44: Round.... two...*pretends to drink from his already empty tankard so he can hide his amused grin*
AngeloState606: *Sips from his wine glass*
J4deninj44: *sloooooowly turns around*
AngeloState606: *At the moment, his attention is completely absorbed by whatever it is that he's writing in his book*
J4deninj44: ... ... ... ... Ye talkin' t' me?
AngeloState606: *His right ear twitches a little* Hmm?
AngeloState606: Yes, I was.
AngeloState606: *Scribble scribble*
J4deninj44: .................................................................................................
A Rockin SN: (Sorry was away)
J4deninj44: WHAT IN THE SEVEN FORGES OF THE LORDS! WELL I NEVER!
J4deninj44: NO
J4deninj44: I HAVE! I HAVE ALL DAMN DAY!
AngeloState606: *Turns and looks at him kinda like "What's wrong?"*
A Rockin SN: *whines slightly as she hears the arguing start up again*
AngeloState606: O.o
J4deninj44: When I was but a young sprout my mum would pull my cheeks from here to there if I stepped outta line!
AngeloState606: A fitting punishment.
AngeloState606: *Grin*
J4deninj44: Morals, manners, and mind yer business!!!
J4deninj44: That's what the young'uns need teachin'!
AngeloState606: I can't help overhearing. A dwarfs lung capacity is such that it speaks as though he's addressing the entire neighborhood.
J4deninj44: I don't care what gets caught in those ears 'o yours elf! Keep her wood lovin' lips shut, ye hear me!
AngeloState606: *Smiles slyly*
AngeloState606: And what if I don't, DWARF? *he has a rather perturbed expression on his face now*
J4deninj44: Well, we'll see you long legged rabbit kissing snow sparrow!
J4deninj44: Haaark! Hark, friends...
J4deninj44: No need to fight, right?
AngeloState606: Kissing snow sparrow? Is that dwarf-speak?
AngeloState606: Alas, you are right, sir. No need to fight.
J4deninj44: You want me to sing it, sparrow?! You dunnae understand plain speech?
AngeloState606: I was merely inputting my insight on the matter.
J4deninj44: Audaen, Audaen... He meant no malice..
J4deninj44: I'm just tired of ... *sighs and grunts, returning to his seat*
AngeloState606: IM: I didn't? Damn...*chuckles*
J4deninj44: You've gotten quicker to spark, old friend. I'll have to dump water on you next time. *laughs*
AngeloState606: *Grins*
AngeloState606: *Returns to scribbling in his book*
A Rockin SN: *watches, seeming to panic a little*
J4deninj44: I deserve to be cranky. I'm old enough to say what I damn well please. Hrrumph.
AngeloState606: As am I, sir Dwarf.
PapatymisonN has left the room.
J4deninj44: Shut yer muzzle, elf.
J4deninj44: Hoo boy...
A Rockin SN: You two! Stop this! I will not have fighting in this tavern!
AngeloState606: I have no intention to fight, Miss.
J4deninj44: *points accusingly* He started it, lass!
AngeloState606: *Stares at the dwarf without expression*
A Rockin SN: *to the elf* Surely you wouldn't mind sitting further away?
J4deninj44: *smuuuuuuuug*
AngeloState606: *Is already sitting on the opposite side of the room*
A Rockin SN: ... *rubs her forehead*
AngeloState606: Well, if you have a better place to suggest? *seems a tad annoyed*
AngeloState606: (Elf ears hear lots!)
J4deninj44: I hear elves like the outdoooooors.
J4deninj44: *grin*
A Rockin SN: ... Look, just stop this. You're scaring away the customers.
AngeloState606: ....me?
J4deninj44: *frowns and sits down, smirking at Lloyd*
AngeloState606: IM: Impudent country-folk...
A Rockin SN: *whispers* Listen, I understand the dwarf is cranky. Just ignore him. I'll get you another glass of wine, on the house.
J4deninj44: Feeling better?
AngeloState606: Not necessary, madam. *Looks up at her, sternly*
AngeloState606: I'll not bother them any longer.
AngeloState606: *Returns to his book-scribbling*
A Rockin SN: *takes a step back* Uhm...Okay..
J4deninj44: Uppitty tree huggers, they're what's wrong with this world.
AngeloState606: O.O
J4deninj44: I say we stuff 'em all in the woods where they won't pester anyone but the ferns.
J4deninj44: That's a bit harsh, they don't bother me.... *thinks a little*
AngeloState606: *Shouts something in a foreign language and then points at the dwarf in a fury and the tip of his beard catches on fire!*
A Rockin SN: *grits her teeth*
J4deninj44: GAH! *pats his beard, hopping off of his chair* RUDDY ELF!!
AngeloState606: *Is laughing heartily*
AngeloState606: Tree huggers, indeed.
J4deninj44: *grabs his war hammer* I'll hit you so hard, yer eyes'll slant the OTHER way!
AngeloState606: Oh really? Do you want MORE then, DWARF?
J4deninj44: Audaen! Elf! This isn't the place!
AngeloState606: *Towers over the Dwarf*
A Rockin SN: *sighs as she takes off the apron*
AngeloState606: *And then takes a step back*
J4deninj44: More of your coward tricks?! One hit's all I need.
AngeloState606: *Tosses a bag of coin at the waitress' feet*
A Rockin SN: ... I'm going to have to ask both of you to take it outside.
AngeloState606: =Bloody country folk!=
AngeloState606: *Snatches up his book and exits hastily*
J4deninj44: YER MOTHER WAS AS STRONG AS SHALE!
A Rockin SN: *looks at the dwarf* You too.
J4deninj44: *face palms*
AngeloState606: *The dwarf should feel a harsh ZAP on the ass*
J4deninj44: AH!
J4deninj44: RUDDEY EEEEEEELF!!! *storms out, hammer in tow*
A Rockin SN: *takes the bag of coin* ...
J4deninj44: Audaen! *rushes out behind him*
AngeloState606: *The elf is gone!*
A Rockin SN: Can't say this went too bad. *ties it around her waist*
AngeloState606: *Where'd he go, no body knows*
J4deninj44: COWARD! I HOPE EVERY LAS' ONE O' YER KIND TURNS INTO MOSS!!!
J4deninj44: *shakes his fist*
AngeloState606: *A familiar green light is now floating directly above Audaens head*
J4deninj44: You got us kicked out of another bar, Audaen. *doesn't seem angry but is definitely amused*
AngeloState606: *It falls to the ground and then standing before him once again is Leif*
J4deninj44: Ah...it's you.
AngeloState606: <.<
AngeloState606: Yes.
J4deninj44: *grits his teeth and stomps the ground*
AngeloState606: *Hovers a hand over the dwarfs head and whispers something*
AngeloState606: *He should now feel a bit more relaxed*
J4deninj44: N? WHAT DO YOU THINK YER DOIN'!!! Ah...
AngeloState606: Perhaps I should properly introduce myself to you, Mr. Dwarf.
J4deninj44: *scoooowwwwl*
J4deninj44: *covers a laugh again* Audaen, you're quite popular... I'm envious.
AngeloState606: I am Leif. I'm in the direct service of Ashura.
J4deninj44: Leaf? YER A RUDDY ELF???!!!!
AngeloState606: *Smiles at the friend* My introduction is for you, too.
AngeloState606: *Chuckles* No, I am not an elf.
J4deninj44: *pats himself* Whaddya do to me! I'll... *suspicious scowl*
J4deninj44: ...*bows* Priestess.
AngeloState606: *smiles* I am not a priestess, either. And there's no need to bow to me.
J4deninj44: Magic...it's a filthy thing.... *mutters and rubs himself as if to shed the feeling*
A Rockin SN: *from inside the bar* ONE LAST ROUND, PEOPLE, WE'RE CLOSING EARLY TONIGHT.
J4deninj44: *looks back, a moment of regret on his face* Ah, I see. Forgive me.
AngeloState606: It is no secret of what I am.
AngeloState606: Although, I do not know who has or has not encountered a being such as myself.
J4deninj44: *frowns*
AngeloState606: Why do you frown?
J4deninj44: You sound like an elf... all...speaking in knots.
AngeloState606: I assure you, I am not an elf.
AngeloState606: *Kneels to be at eye level with Audaen*
AngeloState606: Do you not know what I am?
J4deninj44: You're a ruddy tree hugger. I can tell. *narrows his eyes*
AngeloState606: *Shakes her head* I'll not tell you, then.
AngeloState606: *You'll notice, her ears are not pointed*
J4deninj44: Talkin' in knots! *throws up his hands*
AngeloState606: *Stands*
AngeloState606: May I ask your names?
J4deninj44: *rubs his chin* ... I suppose so. Llyod Rivenfel.
AngeloState606: *Smiles and bows her head slightly* Pleased to meet you Lloyd. *Then, turns her attention to the dwarf, awaiting his response*
J4deninj44: *grouses* Audaen... Audaen Silverpike.
A Rockin SN: *walks out as she closes the bar!*
AngeloState606: Audaen.
AngeloState606: Tell me, are you natives of Riva?
J4deninj44: I be from the mountains north. Borderin' Solasia...
J4deninj44: I haven't a home to claim but I was born on Doman soil, if it pleases you.
AngeloState606: *Her eyes look a little sad*
AngeloState606: I was in Doma, not long ago...
J4deninj44: It's a country of sad affairs, in my opinion...
AngeloState606: I arrived at the temple there in the capital, but was greeted by none...
AngeloState606: v.v
J4deninj44: *shrugs* Gods are not for all.
AngeloState606: The mother has requested that I explore elsewhere.
AngeloState606: But at the temple? There were no priests or preistesses to greet me.
J4deninj44: *shrugs* It's a sad thing, I suppose but it's to be expected sometimes.
AngeloState606: o.o
J4deninj44: Either start it back up or move on, I say but you've done that.
AngeloState606: IM: People so easily dismiss a higher power?
A Rockin SN: *is now wearing a long dark dress and likewise dark blouse*
AngeloState606: <.< Perhaps.
J4deninj44: Temples. Bah. I carry a piece o' my god right here. *pats his chest over his hear* Don't need no fancy constructions 'sides the one I was born with.
AngeloState606: *Her normally glowing expression fades a bit and her expression grows sullen*
AngeloState606: Indeed.
AngeloState606: *She turns her head as if she hears something and turns*
J4deninj44: Don't let it bother, you lass. There's tons of Ashura worshippers.
AngeloState606: Farewell. Perhaps we may meet another day.
J4deninj44: Perhaps.
AngeloState606: *She crouches down and the green ball of light takes her place and flies up into the sky*
A Rockin SN: *she watches the ball with fascination as it flies up*
J4deninj44: She was a decent elf... decent...but still an elf.
J4deninj44: She didn't look like an elf...
J4deninj44: Hrumph.
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A Rockin SN: That was no elf..
J4deninj44: *nods* I don't suspect it was.
J4deninj44: Oh...sorry about the previous commotion,miss.
A Rockin SN: *shrug* It's fine.
AngeloState606: (Is anyone gonna log this?)
AngeloState606: (I gotta go to bed)
AngeloState606: (NIghtall)
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J4deninj44: (Night!)
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MajorGeneralTso: (....)
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