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 Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 6:32 pm
"Thinking." he said to her in almost a whisper. he lifted the massive mug to his lips and quickly downed the rest of the ale that would set his body ablaze with a sincere warmth. He grunted as he looked down into the mug after he was done. Saddened by the lack of alcohol he had indulged in he got up and took a few massive steps over to the bar to refill his mug.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:10 pm
Bataro walked into the Tavern, inspecting the surrounding area and keeping to himself. He walked over to the counter, his sword on his back. He tapped the counter, ordering a simple glass of water. when Bataro was handed the glass, he grabbed it but the water changed a darker color. He drank it without any problem as if it did not affect him. His sword then spoke to him "Cheer up Bataro. Maybe the next hint will get you closer to your father." flashing lightly as she spoke to him. Bataro did not look behind him, but still responded "I do not know Cure. The last location we received had no real information on a White Dragon. For now, I just wish to take a break from the journey for a bit." looking at the glass. Bataro was tired from searching for miles. He would require a bed to sleep in- Nay. He would require solid Ground so he would not infect the sheets.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 11:33 pm
As the bar became the center hub of activity in the Haven, Adamaeis was not-so-gently lulled out of his state of unconsciousness. He found himself slumped over on the bar, some how managing to get one leg onto the bar he half-laid there for some unmeasured amount of time. Opening his un-patched eye he rubbed the sides of his head trying to focus on reality once more. With a sickly grunt he blinked a few times and wiped the slumber from his eyes as he sat back onto his favored bar stool.
"Ugh.. I must remember to not do that again, I am just lucky we don't have that kind of liquor back home.. otherwise I would probably be dead right now." Adamaeis murmured to himself as he became readjusted with this realm once more. Looking around he noticed the large man who was at the bar seeming to refill his mug of Dragons Ale. Faintly remembering his encounter before he broke down, Adamaeis decided to once again address the man.
"Sir, I must apologize for my offensive behavior that was displayed to you earlier.. I have just been going through a lot lately, and it seems as though I have misplaced something very precious to me." Adamaeis mused, trying to explain the reason for his drunkenness.
(Seraph hid his cane in a cabinet that only a member of the Forsworn family can access, same one with the flasks of Dragons Ale... if you would be willing to retrieve it Keto since Sodd has been sick the last few days that would be great)
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 1:24 am
Mary knew when someone didn't want to talk to her, and despite her natural desire to socialize with everyone she ran across at all times, she decided it was best to leave Keto alone. Thinking it might be nice to follow up on eating all that cake she'd by indulging with a sweet drink, she went to the bar and asked for a large glass of mead. After the armor came and served it to her, she turned back to the newly re-awakened Adamaeis, asking, "So how are you feeling now? Better I hope?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 5:22 am
Bataro noticed the two who where the loudest next to him, ignoring the idle chit-chat and more focused on trying to relax. Someone did break his silence when one drunk human patted him on the shoulder and asked "Hey, I noticed that sword talking from over there. How much do you think it's worth?" Bataro responded with a very polite "It is not for sale. Even if it was, It would be worth more than three Human Life Spans." before turning back to his glass which was full of the tainted water from his touch. The human looked over at it, unable to even see what it truly was as he picked it from his hand. "That's an odd colored drink you got man." and he preceded with drinking it. Bataro was stunned and got up fast, instructing the man "Sir. Give me your finger fast." but he laughed at his request...till he felt his stomach becoming uneasy for him. "W-what was....in that-Ugg..." he could not make words as he slumped over in pain. In a hesitant manner, Bataro forcefully grabbed his wrist and extended his index finger. He took out Cure and made a small paper cut slit from it. The man was able to stand once again, his stomach starting to heal. "You are lucky I was here. Otherwise there would be no cure." Bataro announced, putting Cure on his back again and returning to the bar area once more.
some people noticed his act before him. Bataro could infect while Cure can remove it. An excellent Duo.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 6:35 am
hearing the once drunk mans voice he turned his head to look at this urbane being. He set his mug on the counter and nodded once to the mans request and knew instantly which place it would be. Opening that magical place he gripped the item that Adamaeis was searching for. Keto only knew where it was because he saw Seraph place it there. He patted his chest gently, a slight case of heartburn attacking him for a few minutes then dissipating quickly. A sigh of relief came forth from the half giants mouth and he turned and placed the ornate cane on the bar counter in front of Adamaeis. "There you go. So you knew my Cousin Solus huh?" Keto inquired as his dull crimson eyes washed over this strange man that claimed to know Solus.
His eyes quickly darted over to the commotion that was caused by some human drinking a black tainted drink. His eyes narrowed and he grunted. After that initial grunt he chanted a pretty powerful spell, one of summoning. In a burst of black flame, the half giants massive blade appeared propped up beside him. His lips curled back to reveal his only two razor sharp canines. Keto was not in the mood to have to deal with Half Breeds like himself, even those that could be a wroth ally on the battlefield.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 7:06 am
Bataro was on his third glass of water. It too changed into the same taint as many others. Cure had eyes even if she was a sword and quietly told Bataro "Be aware...I think you already made an enemy." talking about the Half Giant with a sword. "Just do not bother them, and they do not bother us." Bataro responded, now aware and drinking the glass. "Let them hate me for what I am. A Half Plague Dragon."
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 7:24 am
"I do not hate Young Dragonling."[/color Keto announced as he looked at the being with the powers of those noxious dragons of disease. "I only ask you warn the ones who live and stay here of what you can do before they are dumb enough to act on their own logic and stupidity." He added as he suddenly gripped the polished stone mug that housed his Dragons Ale.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 7:33 am
"I see. But that drunk idiot drank the taint without even asking first." Bataro explained, looking at his glass. "In any case, I came here to rest from weeks upon weeks of traveling and I am looking for a place to sleep. Is there any kind of Inn around this castle?" He put the glass aside, looking at the giant. Cure interrupted with "Bataro. Do not change the subject. Now, keep your word that you will warn people now?" as if she was scolding him. Bataro rolled his eyes "Okay, 'Mom'." with a sarcastic tone.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 7:46 am
"There are rooms around the Haven. I am Keto Alaphare, Nephew to the master of this Castle, Son of Vincent Alaphare, not that pitiful King of the Humans." He lifted the mug to his mouth and took a large gulp. "I am sorry for my show of hostility, would you like something to eat, a refill of your water?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 8:17 am
"I am Bataro Gilramo..." He shook his head to the offer, but pulled out a small picture. It was a crude drawing of a dragon that had a sickly white hide, Dark Green Eyes, and holes in it's wings. "...and I am searching for my father. I have no name and the image was drawn by my mother when she first set eyes on his dragon form." The image showed the dragon mostly flying by, the artist drawing from a cliff side. Cure then glowed "I am simply called Cure. If I had a mouth, I would of asked for the finest wine this bar had to offer." giving a very relaxed side to what she said before.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 10:42 am
Adamaeis' eye twitched slightly as Keto brought out his silverwood cane, it seemed like forever since he held it. Part of him suspected that if the half giant knew what he was truly holding then he wouldn't have given it up so easily. Smiling as Keto handed it to him he was careful to grab the cane, thankful that it had been returned to him.
Once Adamaeis had his cane he inspected it closely for damages, once he was fairly certain that nothing has been tampered with he twisted off the silver scabbered to reveal the luminesscent glow of the three foot silverwood blade that was housed secretly inside. Taking a few steps backward from the bar to the center of the room where nothing was in the way, he gently twisted part of the handle in a way that no one would notice. As soon as he did this a blade of fire shot through the silverwood, this field of energy was about three inches in legnth and razor thin yet it was hot enough to cut through mythril like it was butter.
Looking closely he inspected the silverwood looking for any faults, seeing that there were none he twisted the handle again causing the prana to disperse, it left the silverwood brighter than before yet still cool to the touch. Returning the blade to its scabbered Adamaeis stepped up to the bar, with a solemn smile. Looking at keto he bowed slightly and nodded.
"Yes, I knew Solus very well... I was there when they killed him... it was he who saved me, it is because of me that he died..." Adamaeis said sadly, his jaw clenching with mild anger.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 12:09 pm
Cure noticed the sword that man drawn and said "Now that is a sword." heart her voice sounding seductive. Bataro heard Cure and told her "Stop sounding like a Black Widow. It creeps me out more cause you are just a blade." Trying to ignore her weird voice.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 1:27 pm
*A small light came from above and took form outside of the tavern. The celestial being adjusted the bow at her neck and stepped inside. Staring to the other beings like Adamaeis and Bataro. Her bright amber eyes gazed over them before speaking*
Sorry ... do I interrupt anything?
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 1:34 pm
Bataro took the time to look behind him, noticing the newcomer. "No. But you are another person I have to ask..." he announced as he pulled out the drawing of his father from before. "I am looking for my Father. Have you seen a Sick White Dragon with Dark Green eyes anywhere? Anything will be helpful." He asked, but Cure interrupted again. "My you change directions when you see a woman. And I thought we had something special." Obviously teasing him in front of the woman. Bataro shook his head "Ignore my sword. She likes to play games."
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