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 Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 10:22 pm
Welcome to the Drunken Dragon, traveler!
The Drunken Dragon is a tavern well-known for its diverse customer base and its wide array of drinks from across the world. It's a place where elves and orcs sit at the same bar as minotaurs and mysterious birdmen. Fighting occurs regularly here, of course, but the giantkin bouncers usually can keep a handle on things. Adventurers of all sorts eventually find their way to the tavern, where they sit and trade stories or just enjoy the drinks and entertainment the Drunken Dragon has to offer. Various games of chance are played in the side rooms of the tavern, from dice games to a multitude of card games. Musicians and storytellers from all over the world see performing at the Drunken Dragon as an honor of the highest sort, because you have to be really good for the owner to let you take up the stage. Taps Goldenfoot, a gregarious halfling, owns the Drunken Dragon and also is the bartender. There are rumors that the Drunken Dragon is a front for a guild of thieves, but there's no evidence to prove that true.
((this is a place to come and freeform RP while we wait for the D&D games to move along... so play some character or another and come and have fun!))
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 10:27 pm
*Taps Goldenfoot, dressed in loose, flamboyant orange silk clothes, stands on a stool behind the bar, wiping some empty mugs with a rag.*
"Oy, looks like it'll be a long night tonight!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 6:58 am
biggrin "To my experience, long nights are much better than short nights. Greetings, my name is Faust Fate, may I ask whether or night any other Fate has arrived here." biggrin
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 9:51 am
"Hmm, I don't think I've seen any others of your kin... Though that one over there has better eyes than I." *He points to a person sitting in a booth in the corner of the tavern.*
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 2:03 pm
Nerezza looked up as Taps pointed at her.
"Of course I have better eyes than you, Taps. I also have better ears. I am half-elf, remember?"
Nerezza looked warily at Faust.
"Yes, he does seem different, doesn't he?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 2:12 pm
Taps nods, but chuckles heartily as he pours a drink for a half-orc sitting at the bar.
"No more different than any other person who's walked through the Drunken Dragon's door."
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 8:38 pm
walks in, looks around takes a courner both
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 8:40 pm
Kyte walked in and sat at the bar.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 8:55 pm
any one see any undead as of late
eyes are looking around the room
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 8:56 pm
Taps looks at Kyte and grins.
"Hey there. Welcome to the Drunken Dragon. What can can I get ya, eh?"
He looks over to one of the serving girls and points at Cross. She walks over to his table and asks what he'd like to drink.
Suddenly, a black-cloaked individual whose face is hidden in the shadows of his hood walks quietly through the door of the tavern and walks over to Cross and speaks in a quiet voice.
"This seat taken?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 9:01 pm
Velris the Blade Taps looks at Kyte and grins. "Hey there. Welcome to the Drunken Dragon. What can can I get ya, eh?"He looks over to one of the serving girls and points at Cross. She walks over to his table and asks what he'd like to drink. Suddenly, a black-cloaked individual whose face is hidden in the shadows of his hood walks quietly through the door of the tavern and walks over to Cross and speaks in a quiet voice. "This seat taken?"" well im here so it is taken by me. so is there going to be a problem sir?" eying him for weapons and other thing he may pull
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 9:08 pm
"Heh... you always were the hot-headed one, Cross."
The man reaches up, his cloak opening enough to see skin-tight black leather armor and a pair of wickedly curved daggers at his hips, and pulls back his hood, revealing the face of an elf with horribly scarred, pale skin and jet black spiky hair. His violet eyes sparkle in the light of the tavern.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 9:17 pm
Velris the Blade "Heh... you always were the hot-headed one, Cross."The man reaches up, his cloak opening enough to see skin-tight black leather armor and a pair of wickedly curved daggers at his hips, and pulls back his hood, revealing the face of an elf with horribly scarred, pale skin and jet black spiky hair. His violet eyes sparkle in the light of the tavern. " when you do what i do and theres no work to be found you find your self rather bord" signels for drinks
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 9:22 pm
Velris sits down across from Cross and orders a gnomish brandy on the rocks.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 9:24 pm
"so tell me my friend what brings you back here"
cross takes a sip off his drawfen ail
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