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 Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 1:18 pm
((Okay ,sorry but at the moment I tend to lean on warhammer and my vision of orks is Mindless gits who hit stuff good, still orks generally aren't the likeable type)
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 1:24 pm
((Meh, Orcs is orcs just there for us to decapitate with comedic timing and snappy one liners))
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 3:17 pm
It was getting dark. Far too dark to conduct any business. Draxis had been wandering the village, searching fruitlessly for a blacksmith. His breastplate had recieved a dent in the shoulder a few towns over, and, while not a huge burden, had begun to irritate the human. His left arm clutched the hilt of a blade, in order to hold the arm at an angle that wouldn't jostle the dented metal. Ahead of Draxis, connected to a narrow path was a small inn, orange windows occasionally darkening the street as a silhouette with walk, dance, or drunkenly stumble past. "I could do with a drink, and a place to rest," he uttered to himself, shuffling past a small, oddly droll man, who had leapt out of his way with a startled look on his round face. Draxis turned back and smiled warmly.
"My apologies, I had no desire to frighten you friend." The apprehensive man eyed Draxis. His four blades and towering figure gave hints of his warring personality, but the smile he gave showed no signs of ferocity. "Do you know if the tavern has any spare rooms?" The smaller man shook his head, fidgeting, making an excuse to get on his way, before bumbling along again, following an nod of acknowledgement from Draxis. He continued along the path, opening the tavern door and was greeted with a noisy atmosphere filled with raucous laughter and a smell of ale. In oddly high spirits having stepped foot in such an addictive atmosphere, Draxis made his slow way to the bar, and ordered a pint for himself.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 3:23 pm
Myia yawned and stretched out making her heavy bag shift on her back. In the distance she spotted a small town and smiled. "Yeah!" She said cheery and she dashed for the town. 'I hope they have an inn.' She thought as she tightened her grip on her bag. Though it was heavy it didn't weigh her down. Once in the town she started a search for an inn.
Myia stopped as she saw the inn and people near by watched her, wondering how she was carrying her bag. Myia dashed in the inn and looked at all the people there. 'Wow, there is a lot of people here.' She sat her bag down with a loud thump. "Excuse me. I would like to get a room, please." She said in a sweet, appealing tone.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 4:09 pm
Draxis
The bartender places a mug of beer on the bar "That'll be 15 copper lad". He looks at Draxis as he wood with any ordinary customer.
Myia
The innkeeper smiles at Myia as if she was the cutest little girl in the whole world "Well you can have one" he pauses for a moment and smirks "If you have 1 silver that is?"
Message to all: Don't put too much time into your surrounding and environments, I should be able to handle that, however it's not strictly forbidden either, as long as it doesn't change earlier descriptions.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 4:18 pm
Lex dug two battered silver pieces out of a small leather sack and handed them to the woman. She gave a toothy grin and took a deep breath.
"I'll be needing alcohol. lots of it,"
The young woman couched into her fist and picked up her bag again, ready to be shown to her room.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 4:27 pm
Lex
"Here's the key to your room, go on up and make yourself at home, I'll make a nice meal ready for you, and while you eat, I'll make the bath ready for you". The lady takes the 2 silver coins and walks out to the kitchen.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 4:28 pm
Draxis dropped the assorted coins on the counter and scooped up the mug. He manouvered through the crowd, feeling his armour's dent rub irritatingly. At least the alchohol would take his mind partly off the annoyance. On the comforts of his own table Draxis reclined, resting his feet on another chair and eyeing the girl who had stood beside him at the bar. She was small, but carrying a heavy bag- far too heavy for her to physically carry. Yet, somehow implausibly, she was doing it. Her frame (and the clothes she wore left little of said frame to the imagination) seemed to belie a natural strength. Or a magic. Draxis took another chug of ale, and eased lower into his chair, deciding to relax and view those dancing and engaging in the merriment- though his eyes constantly darted back to the girl and her mysterious bag.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 5:05 pm
Myia giggled. "Thank you!" She said as she bounded over to the innkeeper. She placed her hand in her pocket of her pants and pulled out a silver. "Here you are." She grinned and headed back over to her bag. "Oh which room will I be in?" She asked picking up her bag and putting it on her back. She then glance at a man that seemed to keep looking at her and then waved. Myia turned back to the innkeeper.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 5:08 pm
Myia
The inkeep took the silver coin and placed a key on the desk. "The room number is ingraved on the key, I hope you have a nice stay here. It's not often we get xian guests here"
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:11 pm
Myia picked up the key and looked at the number engraved onto it. "Thank you. Oh, wow you can tell." She grinned wildly. "Well thank you again." She bowed her head and went on. Her personality calmed down quickly as she went through the hall to the room that had the same number on the key that was handed to her. Stopping at the door with the right number and then opened it. "Yes." She sighed and put her bag down on the floor in the room and shut the door. She quickly opened her bag and began to pull items out. Once she had all the items out that she wanted to take out she left the room. She placed the key in her pocket and went to where she had heard music.
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