The Mistyvale Inn
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The Explorer
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*Mord watches Noa run in a strange manner throut the Misty pushing people out the way shaking his head*
"They must be putting something strange in the drinks here even my my sensible trading friend has gone mad" *Glances at Roggins* "You would be well advised not to put anything strange in my drink for I would mess your mind up for the rest or your life or burn you to a pile of ash" *pauses for a moment* "and what was that drink I bought for lady Pylia you told me was fruit juice? It definitly had alcohol in it."
*Roggin's looks at Mord trembling* "But Master Mordecai it was my finest bottle of wine I thought it was for you and I am not an Intelligent mage like yourself but I do know it best not to anger you" *Roggin's pulls a bottle from behind the bar and gives it to Mord* "Aye Master Mord I can only say I am truely sorry and give you this but don't give it to Lady Pylia"
*Mord accepts the bottle and pours some into his Cuhannan drinking bowl* "I will forgive you this time now return to your patrons" *Roggin's returns to the bar as Mord takes a drink* "Hmm tasty this is some good stuff"
*Mord sits back in the chair and continues to drink*
OOC; Edited; thanks Mon
"They must be putting something strange in the drinks here even my my sensible trading friend has gone mad" *Glances at Roggins* "You would be well advised not to put anything strange in my drink for I would mess your mind up for the rest or your life or burn you to a pile of ash" *pauses for a moment* "and what was that drink I bought for lady Pylia you told me was fruit juice? It definitly had alcohol in it."
*Roggin's looks at Mord trembling* "But Master Mordecai it was my finest bottle of wine I thought it was for you and I am not an Intelligent mage like yourself but I do know it best not to anger you" *Roggin's pulls a bottle from behind the bar and gives it to Mord* "Aye Master Mord I can only say I am truely sorry and give you this but don't give it to Lady Pylia"
*Mord accepts the bottle and pours some into his Cuhannan drinking bowl* "I will forgive you this time now return to your patrons" *Roggin's returns to the bar as Mord takes a drink* "Hmm tasty this is some good stuff"
*Mord sits back in the chair and continues to drink*
OOC; Edited; thanks Mon
Last edited by The Explorer on Tue May 15, 2007 6:46 pm, edited 1 time in total.

"When faced with important decisions it's a 90% chance your initial choice is right for you."
Mordecai - Mischievous Mage of Cuhanna
Kez Ryskill - Decayed
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*Vay shakes his head, a bit confused and continues over to the bar to order a stout. As he sit facing the room in his usual stool in the corner, he overlooks the room, taking in the scene. Sipping his brew slowly, savouring the dark malty flavour and thick scent of oats with that hint of vanilla, he watches Aswaith's silent exit and wonders what could have gotten into him. Shrugging, he goes back to enjoying his brew and looking around for another familiar face.*
~~~ Vay Ust'iel I'draeh ~~~


*Vay coughs, then takes another long drawl from his tankard. The black malty goodness soothing his sore throat only somewhat, and certainly only for the moment. Holding his tankard up to the dwarf behind the bar with a smile and a raggedly hoarse voice*
"Wha' better medicine fer an ailment, aye Roggins?"
*Roggins smiles back at Vay as he pours another pint of Cordan Horsewater for the slurring ex-Dasarian drunk that managed to stumble back up to the bar for more.*
"Aye lad! Ye'll find no better! Nae in this fine inn, anyway! Har har har!!!"
*Vay takes another look around the inn, wondering why it's such a dead night...*
"Wha' better medicine fer an ailment, aye Roggins?"
*Roggins smiles back at Vay as he pours another pint of Cordan Horsewater for the slurring ex-Dasarian drunk that managed to stumble back up to the bar for more.*
"Aye lad! Ye'll find no better! Nae in this fine inn, anyway! Har har har!!!"
*Vay takes another look around the inn, wondering why it's such a dead night...*
~~~ Vay Ust'iel I'draeh ~~~


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*After thinking on things for a while longer*
"A ha, I'll have to check and see if thats true"
*Without another word to the other patrons he gets out of the chair and leaves the Misty*
"A ha, I'll have to check and see if thats true"
*Without another word to the other patrons he gets out of the chair and leaves the Misty*

"When faced with important decisions it's a 90% chance your initial choice is right for you."
Mordecai - Mischievous Mage of Cuhanna
Kez Ryskill - Decayed
Lorval Silverbeard - Stormbeard Defender
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Chia
- Dasarian Scout
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*Standing chest to nose with Roggins, a young looking grayish tiefling with a large burn scar on her face raises her voice in irritation*
What do you mean I use up too much water?! I pay for it, don't I?
*She overrides the calmly voiced attempt at an explanation of the nuances of running an inn with limited number of fireplaces and pots to warm the water in with the force of sheer affronted indignity*
FINE! I'll just sit here until my bath is ready, then. Whenever that is!
*She stomps over toward the bar's counter, gouging the surface of yet another chair with the badly tied plates of her ill fitting armor. A moment later, the rich "aroma" of wererats' lair begins its olfactory assault at the remainder of the common room.*
What do you mean I use up too much water?! I pay for it, don't I?
*She overrides the calmly voiced attempt at an explanation of the nuances of running an inn with limited number of fireplaces and pots to warm the water in with the force of sheer affronted indignity*
FINE! I'll just sit here until my bath is ready, then. Whenever that is!
*She stomps over toward the bar's counter, gouging the surface of yet another chair with the badly tied plates of her ill fitting armor. A moment later, the rich "aroma" of wererats' lair begins its olfactory assault at the remainder of the common room.*
I am not contrary!
*Vay glances at Chia as she berates Roggins and then proceeds to roughly seat herself at the bar a few seats away from him. He lets out a low whistle, then takes another drink from his tankard, before addressing Chia calmly*
"Oy lass... ye gotta take it easy on th' poor dwarf, eh? 'E be busy man, ye know?"
"Oy lass... ye gotta take it easy on th' poor dwarf, eh? 'E be busy man, ye know?"
~~~ Vay Ust'iel I'draeh ~~~


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Mon-da-oth
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Rhode enters the Inn after seeing Mord leave seeking to finish that bottles of ale he left abandoned on a table. His nose wrinkles up at the reek still coming off of Chia.
Stepping lightly he approaches Chia and leans forward to speak into her ear.
"If yous can't gets treated da way yous likes here why don'ts yous come over to da Buck wits mes. Is makes sures yous gets all da hot water yous wants."
His offer would seem innocent enough if it wasn't for the lusty grin on his face as he smiles and nods at Vay.
Stepping lightly he approaches Chia and leans forward to speak into her ear.
"If yous can't gets treated da way yous likes here why don'ts yous come over to da Buck wits mes. Is makes sures yous gets all da hot water yous wants."
His offer would seem innocent enough if it wasn't for the lusty grin on his face as he smiles and nods at Vay.

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Chia
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*Glancing at Vey, she addresses Rhode, her voice raised in a shrill of undeserved injustice*
Hey, I pay for my room here, and I pay for the water, too! You think I like stinking like this after work? Huh?
The Buck blows big time. Way too many creeps in there, and you can't even relax because somebody always tries to get your purse, or coup a feel. Feh!
All I ask for is some hot water, right? I'm sure if I was a woodie there'd be a cursed marble pool in my room by now!
*Glancing around, she glares at Roggins' back as the dwarf busies among the influx of customers.*
Can I at least get some fizzy here?!
Hey, I pay for my room here, and I pay for the water, too! You think I like stinking like this after work? Huh?
The Buck blows big time. Way too many creeps in there, and you can't even relax because somebody always tries to get your purse, or coup a feel. Feh!
All I ask for is some hot water, right? I'm sure if I was a woodie there'd be a cursed marble pool in my room by now!
*Glancing around, she glares at Roggins' back as the dwarf busies among the influx of customers.*
Can I at least get some fizzy here?!
I am not contrary!
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Mon-da-oth
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Rhode picks up one of his abandoned bottles of ale and sniffs at it but instead of the enjoyable smell of ale what hits his nose reminds him that he shouldn't breath to deep around Chia. Not one to let a good or even a bad ale go to waste he takes a sip trying not to inhale through his nose.
After swallowing his ale he points the top of the bottle towards Chia. "Yous knows wots Is likes bouts yous; yous didn't finds da needs to insult mes even if'n yous aints gonna take mes up on mes offer."
He kicks his feet up on the table and somehow manages to keep his balance even while sitting on the backless stool while grinning at Chia.
After swallowing his ale he points the top of the bottle towards Chia. "Yous knows wots Is likes bouts yous; yous didn't finds da needs to insult mes even if'n yous aints gonna take mes up on mes offer."
He kicks his feet up on the table and somehow manages to keep his balance even while sitting on the backless stool while grinning at Chia.

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In her corner, Faen's eyebrows lift at Aswaith's words.
She continues to watch Rhode and Chia very carefully.
A hand signal at Roggins is all it takes for another glass of crisp, clear
water to be delivered to her end of the bar.
She continues to watch Rhode and Chia very carefully.
A hand signal at Roggins is all it takes for another glass of crisp, clear
water to be delivered to her end of the bar.
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Brion Genvaldi - "Obtainer" of Lost Items
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Famous Last Words: "A lich, huh? No problem; I steal his spellbook."
Brion Genvaldi - "Obtainer" of Lost Items
Amarenth Dormagic - A Trickster
Famous Last Words: "A lich, huh? No problem; I steal his spellbook."
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Chia
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*Perking up at Aswaith's declamation, she nudges Rhode, hard, before proclaiming loudly*
I'll take a bottle of fizzy, on the woodie!
*Turning back to Rhode, she shrugs*
You hang around a halfer thinking he's the best thing that happened to women since satin, you get used to creeps having ideas.
*She smiles brightly at the man, then turns to check if the very expensive bottle of gnomish drink she called for is on the way*
I'll take a bottle of fizzy, on the woodie!
*Turning back to Rhode, she shrugs*
You hang around a halfer thinking he's the best thing that happened to women since satin, you get used to creeps having ideas.
*She smiles brightly at the man, then turns to check if the very expensive bottle of gnomish drink she called for is on the way*
I am not contrary!