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"Good day to you then, traveller! Welcome to the Golden Circles Inn. May I get you something to drink?"

The Barkeep
Tuesday, August 12th 2003 - 02:25:20 PM

"Garrrr! Me name be Kraggin and the only thing that I want from ye barkeep is a large tankard of your best Dwarven ale. I see ya looking at me armor all funny, yeah, I'm covered in spikes...now get that ale."

Kraggin Trundar Battlerager in training
Tuesday, August 12th 2003 - 08:21:00 PM

"Dwarven Ale I've got, and stronger, if ya got the stomach fer it, spikey-one. *grabs a mug and taps a keg* Enjoy, and mind ye don't be pokin' any of my other customers with that stuff..."

The Barkeep
Wednesday, August 13th 2003 - 10:54:53 PM

"*a young human female,with deep black hair and green eyes enters with barley a sound, taking a seat at the bar she eyes the Prickly Dwarf warily.*

She quietly ask for a glass of elven wine."

Reggi, The Gypsy
Tuesday, September 2nd 2003 - 06:11:19 PM

"Aye, sorry fer the slow service, lassie, but my helps seems to 'ave disappeared at the moment. *pours a glass of wine* Not the best vintage, but the War 'twas not kind to supplies of all sorts, includin' elven wine. Just hollar iffin ya need anythin' more; i'll be with ya as I can..."

The Barkeep
Monday, September 8th 2003 - 11:40:37 PM

"*takes his ale and moves over to a corner of the room, back to the wall and leaning against it a little, not sitting at a table. He looks around the room, noticing the looks of the flightier-than-a-bird looking traveler and nods a simple greeting, raising his mug of ale in a salute*"

Kraggin Trundar Battlerager in training
Friday, September 12th 2003 - 06:03:36 PM

"Shortly after the barkeep finishes his duties with the spined dwarf, he looks up to notice another wary traveler enter his bar. Most who look in his direction however seem to be a bit leery of his presence. The large 'beast' that just entered is an Alaghi with charcoal grey fur and a reddish diamond patch in the center of his back. His race is that of one not seen too often by the people of Shakandara. The only one to appear to be at peace with his presence is the female elf in the corner, most likely due to the similarity in the their cultural outlook on woodland preservation. What seems to be even more unnerving in this particular Alaghi's presence is his mere size. He appears to be at least one and half times more solid than the average male of his species. Regardless of the obvious nervous air in the bar, the wary 'beast' approaches the barkeep and with a gentle and heavily accented learned voice requests a simple mug of honey mead to quench his deep thirst. He explains to the Keep that he has been traveling for some time and is merely looking to refresh himself. He also explains that the barkeep need not worry, for his payment will be prompt and generous and he is not there to cause any kind of trouble."

Old Oeken One (Not a known character in Vince's Campaign but could prove to be an interesting diversion)
Wednesday, September 24th 2003 - 04:37:25 PM

"Aye, that may be the case lad *eyes roam up and down the large, furry creature*, but yer makin' the rest 'o my customers a wee bit nervous. I can provde ya with that mead ye be wantin' *grabs a mug and fills it with a golden-hued liquid from an earthenware container*, but might I suggest you take in some of the fine, fresh air this evenin' whilst ya enjoy it?"

The Barkeep
Friday, September 26th 2003 - 01:01:53 PM

"“Ahh, you say that as if the others around here may find it distasteful to enjoy the afternoon air outside the deceptive protection of walls. I'll have no problem with such a request kind sir. I'm a devout lover of the refreshing evening air. You give me that mead and I'll gladly enjoy it whilst I it upon your doorstep”. Oek then pulls a generous payment from his pouch and lays it upon the bar, wearily awaiting his first chance to sit and ponder his travels over the past few weeks. He looks around the room to assess the barkeep’s clientele and shrugs, for it is no different a situation than the countless others he has been in. Once again, ostracized by the strangers around him simply due to their own ill hearts. He has found that the first person to place distrust on him based on his appearance is also the first person that he himself needs to be weary of. For those who seek to distrust first are surely the same who have ill will brewing in their hearts from the start. “Thank you barkeep, I will remember your hospitality. If only it were as contagious as all the ideas of distrust and ill will that flit through the minds and hearts of Man.”"

Oek
Monday, September 29th 2003 - 06:00:44 AM

"*The barkeep picks the coins up off the bar, examines them for a moment, then selects one and places it somewhere beneath the bar. He then motions for the minotaur in the corner, who approaches the barkeep. He hands the minotaur the handful of coins, whispers something, and the minotaur heads out the door, following the Alaghi into the clean Auros evening air.*"

The GM
Tuesday, September 30th 2003 - 05:36:39 PM

"Oek gladly takes the tankard of mead and proceeds toward the door. He notices the barkeep’s questioning glance at the coin on the bar but is not worried because he knows his coin to be good metal. It may not be this particular region's 'coin of the realm' but he does not travel with anything that can be questioned for content. As he approaches the door, he glances toward the Dwarf and Elf in their separate corners and nods his greeting their way, blissfully unaware of the transaction between the barkeep and the minotaur. Oek steps out of the bar looking forward to putting his back against the nearest unbending tree to enjoy the slight honey flavor of the mead and the sweet scent of the coming night air. He also thinks to himself that he must not forget to return the gracious barkeep's tankard before he continues on his journeys later that evening. Whilst those thoughts meander about, he absentmindedly tests the weight of the tankard and finds it would be a rather stout bludgeoning weapon if the need were at hand."

Oek
Tuesday, September 30th 2003 - 07:40:46 PM

"*In the crypt…*
As the group paused in the entryway, enjoying the fresh air, Elondra set Rainfall down to explore and hunt any small bugs that may have wandered inside for shelter from the storm. She closed her eyes and drew in a great breath of air, relishing the scent of the rain a moment before heading towards Zab’yarra.
Elondra took a quick note of everyone, not wanting to draw too much attention to herself and Zab. She wasn’t sure this was a subject Zab’yarra wished to talk about freely. She lowered her voice, but not so far as to draw attention to the fact she may be trying to be secretive, and spoke in Sylvan. “Zab, there are many things I would like to ask you, but I’ve been waiting until our mission was done. As we seem to be in relative safety now, would you share something about yourself? I have never met a Drow before, but you are certainly unlike anything I have heard about them. Are you unique, or are all Drow like you?”
"

Elondra Larethien, the Stormbringer
Sunday, November 2nd 2003 - 07:18:04 PM

"*stepping over to Kraggin and whispering low* I have something that I need to take care of I will catch up with you all as soon as I can. *looking around she darts into the shadows and scurries off*"

Reggi
Wednesday, November 5th 2003 - 03:29:17 PM

"Looking around, and seeing that Reggi has departed, Fletch remembers a warning from his elder half brother - "Never let someone like me be in charge of holding the loot."

"

Fletch
Thursday, November 6th 2003 - 12:04:28 AM

"after climbing down from cleaning the ceiling, Reggi drags her butt back to the area where everyone is sleeping and pulls out a strange book she has for a few days and begins to review some information in it, she appears to be memorizing some of it or at least trying to. after flipping though some of the pages she stows the book back with the atlas and puts them back under her pillow and goes to sleep.

the following morning she rises early and sits up mumbles some stuff and waves her hands around, 4 small lights appear in the air before her, clapping her hands she jumps up and giggles like a small child, then realizing where she is she sits back down and tries to contain herself. Looking quickly to the corner as if hearing something. Moving to the corner and looking behind a box sitting there she whispers something and then puts her hand out. A small creature climbs into her hands and she pets it before putting it safely away in her cloak.

She goes and gets her stuff and then heads to breakfast to start the day grinning like a fool and skipping."

Reggi
Friday, December 5th 2003 - 02:03:43 PM

""Wow, gotta love magical healing, I feel great. It's like I can't even feel my body at all"

"Hmm, where is everyone? Oh, they must be over by that pretty light. I should walk towards the light.""

Fletch
Thursday, December 11th 2003 - 07:37:14 PM

""Blasted archer!! He's nowhere in sight. We could have really used him in our last fights. Mayhaps we can find another. I will attempt to track the panther's to their lair tonight to try and find the healer.""

Kastor
Wednesday, March 17th 2004 - 02:14:58 PM

"well by the last look of him Kastor he will definalty be tender. I am up for looking for him, he has saved our hides a few times.

Feel bad I couldn't stop the dang infernal beast from taking off with his body."

Reggi
Wednesday, March 17th 2004 - 04:20:27 PM

"*Heavy Spanish Accent*
Jello? I wuld lie two know if choo have anyee meebersheeps to jur club? oh... and I am leegul to werk heeer. "

Don Pepe De La Fuego
Wednesday, January 28th 2009 - 03:41:12 PM


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