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 Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:16 pm
The war was over. And though the victor was left to be determined, one thing was certain:
It was time to stop fighting and go get drunk.
Problem was, the Vale really was a secluded valley. As in, it was in the middle of nowhere. As in, there was only one tavern even remotely nearby.
It was large, thankfully, and well-stocked with alcohol and all your usual tavern amenities. Have fun, guys.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:22 pm
Warm water, warm, clean, soapy water. That is what the nobleman desired. And damn it, he was getting it. He paid his money and comandeered the bath for his own use and that was that.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:22 pm
"Alright first one here I think, The liquors all mine! All mine! BUHAHAHAHA!" Laughed the maniacal blood mage as titled by many a foe and friend alike.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:26 pm
The door opened.
And in shuffled a large, armored bear.
It sat on the floor by the counter and made a plaintive sound, eying the alchoholic products.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:26 pm
Aiolos came into the tavern ALIVE.
God, he thought he'd never live to get freaking drunk again. He was exhausted, out of breath and he smelled.
Nothing like a swig of whatever this tavern had to cure all of that.
Except the smell.
He told the bartender to get him some ale, knowing he'll have to skip out on the pay.
Aiolos has expierenced moss, monsters, miners, tigers and bears. He deserved every gulp of ale.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:30 pm
Already at the counter with three empty glasses next to him and one half full Zen was enjoying a variety of Vodka's, from Apple to Zuqini.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:31 pm
Mozz peered in the tavern door, the battle over, his fur was shed. His chest was wrapped in a series of bandages, his left arm covered in the large black shell as always. He looked in to spy two of his comrades taking in some ale and decided to join in. Sitting down at a stool he looked down, to see his long onyx hair touching the floor. Sighing it was determined “The war is over, and tomorrow a hair-cut.”
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:36 pm
Shouyin came in, sat in like, a booth, and fell asleep.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:37 pm
Aiolos took off his top hat and put his feet up to the counter, talking to Mozz.
"We've survived just about every single threat in existance." Aiolos said, raising his second glass of ale, "I'm going to take a vacation, probably go back to Durem for a while, a little city air is what I need right now."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:42 pm
At the sight of his comrades Zen scooted down a few chairs, "Ya know guys, it's never felt so good to be alive!" Zen was equalizing his blood alcohol level so that he'd get a buzz from his drinks, but be able avoid falling into a drunken stupor(sp?).
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:49 pm
"AMEN!" Aiolos raised his glass and slammed it on the counter.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 8:53 pm
Mozz laughed nodding “ I must say it feels good. From hell and back to tell the tale gentlemen.” He turned in his stool, a glass of ale in his hand, to look out the window. “I don’t know where I’m going after this. Probably to the next place I can find that needs me, until then a vacation sounds nice. “His head bobbed between his two comrades “ I think both of you saved my skin more then once, and I was glad to help you when I could, but my thanks anyway.” He took a sip from his flagon.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:01 pm
"Yeah, was a hearty adventure, me I'll probably swing by Barton or something in terms of a vacation, It was a pleasure working with you two and hopefully we can be partners again someday." Zen raised his newly filled glass, this time peach vodka.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:06 pm
"Mmm..." Aiolos took another sip of his ale. "Wonder where everyone else went, we could throw a party here right now."
And with that, Aiolos collapsed on the tavern floor, he can't hold his alcohol at all.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:21 pm
“No idea, ah well, it seems that I must be heading out myself.” He took one less sip from his half empty flagon “I have a few last minute things to take care of.” He left a number on the table, a scribbled note with green stains. “ It’s my watch, if any of you need help give me a call. It’s always on. Always.” With that he stood up, and walked out the door, raising his hand as he did so. He was Mozz, the man made of mold; the number was for a Martin Cortez, but it easy to figure out.
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