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 Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 7:38 pm
After he gets his mead he stands up, walkes over to the bard.
"Where'd you get enough Darkwood to make that mandolin?"he says with intrest.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 7:59 pm
As the avariel walked up to him he felt a small feeling of fear creep over him "I-I got from a sorcerer's vault." he said turning to face him his smile quickly disapearing from his face
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 8:01 pm
"A sorcerers vault eh. And howdid you get in there to begin with?"He said as he sat down.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 8:29 pm
Captain hiro rolled his eyes, stepping into the convorsation slinging an arm around the bard "My friend here is very sneeky mate, and what concern is it of yours eh?" He smiled and easy smile. "Now why dont we all just get a long" He put a hand on the hilt of his sword "Savvy?"
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 8:30 pm
Gwen sat down huffily and adjusted the hat, pushing her curls back up into her hat to retain the ilusion she was a boy. This was rather bothersome that it had fallen to be quite honost...
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 8:37 pm
Ping watched the "boy" push his hair back into the hat putting two and two together was simple for a girl that had on occasion played herself off as a man. The elf was smart enough not to ask questions, obviosly she had her reasons. She smiled and winked as the "boy" And she was content to leave it at that.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 12:55 pm
He looked over at the pirate annoyance obvious on his face "I'm not your friend and don't touch me...Savvy?" he said wrapping one hand around the neck of his mandolin and the other around his mug the shrugged the pirates arm off him and walked up to Gwen and sat down next to her and turned to see the barmaid wink at her "Nice work." he patted her on the back
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 1:03 pm
takes note of the pirate moving his hand to his sword hilt.
"Would be a very bad idea swashbuckler, and im merly asking becasue darkwood isnt very common and im slightly impressed he has enough of it to make a musical instrament." He said and looked back to the bard.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 10:07 pm
The pirate shrugged And took his hand away from the hilt, it seemed as if everything was under control. He swaggered away a bit. "Well you smell funny" He muttered under the breath. as he made his way back to his rum in a somewhat less festive mood.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 10:17 pm
Ping smiled at the bard then, brushing her sunshine colored hair away from her ear then moved her emerald eyes to the pirate, she moved over to his side and kissed his cheek. "Cheer up Captain, I think it was very noble!" She smiled bright and skipped off into the kitchen to make some food for her guests.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 12:58 pm
He smiled back at the barmaid, noting her elven ears as she talked to the "Captain" then he chuckled and thought to himself "If stupidity is considered very noble around here then maybe I should lite a couple chairs on fire and I'll get a kiss." and took a swig from his mug. "Mmm...this is good." then he grabbed the neck of his mandolin and took it off his back, swung around and set it on his lap and played a simple upbeat tune.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 11:30 pm
Breath solidified in a frosted plume from beneath the hood of her cloak as the Captain pushed through the swinging doors from cold night into the warmth within. An appraising glance around the room turned up few patrons, which didn't surprise her given the time of night and the weather. Bitter winds had swept in from the North at the end of her shift; there'd be frost on the cobbles tomorrow, but the soldier wasn't worried. The Gods smiled on Aleron, and the weather never stayed ill for long.
Easing into a chair near the fire, she kicked out her boots and crossed them at the ankles. She tugged off her leather gloves one finger at a time, observing the dancing flames as she waited in her usual fashion for Mistress Ping to approach her for an order.
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Tarma_Falloner Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 4:35 pm
Traven had finished his song and had returned it to his back a short while before Tarma had walked in and turned to his dirk as slowly sipped it a bit worried about the lot that occupies this town "A avriel, a bloody pirate, an attractive elf, and a mysterious man...well I've had worse company" he thought as he recollected his travels, he searched through his memories Tarma walked in and brought the cold air in with her, he thought back a old couple talking about a cold wind blowing through, as he felt this wind her tightened his cloak a bit. He turned to greet this new Patron and scanned her a bit if a mixed feeling coming from her "A high ranking female soldier, this town keeps getting weirder every passing moment." he thought and sighed but walked up to her a took a seat near her "Hello, fine miss." he said with a soft smile.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:01 pm
Captain Hiro smirked and took a drink of the rum watching Ping walk into the kitchen. His eyes moved to the door, the nervous tick of a career criminal. His smirk faded as she walked in, this came together with a sudden need to hide his trade mark hat. Not that he expected this to matter much, she had too keen an eye for detail. She'd pick him out in an instant, more He was just worried she'd steal it, the last time he had to sneak into the army barracks. He sighed, and took another shot of rum, glancing over his shoulder at the bard, poor sap was in for it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:21 pm
Ping returned from her cooking spree to the sound of the door. She set a plate of cooked vegies out for everyone at the bar, She smiled brightly as her green eyes looked up to find Captain Tarma. She squeeled in joy pulling her hands together in front of her, unconsciously accentuating her cleavage even more. Not that it would bother her had she noticed, a little fan-service made for good tips. She hurried around the bar to The table where the captain of the guard sat and curtsied. "Evening miss Tarma, what can I get you tonight!"
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