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| A strange figure enters; enter Balvendir | |
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| Vestein | Thu Oct 13, 2005 3:19 pm Post #16 |
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"do you reconise the man? He looks confident and smells it to..." Vestien grasped his two handed sword not because of the new commer but due to the movments of the two men sitting in the corner... now they smelled of fear. |
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| Xei | Thu Oct 13, 2005 8:51 pm Post #17 |
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Looking around he noticed the injured man and the other reaching fo his sword, then noticed the two men in the cornerwhat ever anyone was planning any attacks on himself would result in there death.. the drunks had made sure of that. "yes we have 2 left," It was the Innkeeper, who had startled saban. "oh, ill take one of them then." He still had his eyes on the men as he slamed down the money, "and ill take and ale too if ur still selling" he moved his head to look at the innkeeper who instantly looked away, and got the ale. Saban walked to a free table not far from the men, sat and drank. |
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| Skari-dono | Sat Oct 15, 2005 11:40 am Post #18 |
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Balvendir looked at the two men. "I am in no mood for fighting, but if it is their wish it shall be a short one with the end of their blood on my blade. I, however, do not think it is wise to fight in here. There's too many people who might interfiere with the fight should it take plac, and too little room to swing that sword of yours around freely." Balvendir took another sip of his ale. "Look at the new commer, the man by the bar. Obviously he is trouble. If we fight here he will surely attempt to take part in it. Of course, he will stand in our way if he fights with us since there are only two of them, but propably will be nuisiance should he fight for their cause. And to make things worse, the inn is filled with drunk travellers and adventurers who would gladly join the fight. The best solution is to avoid this fight completely or bring it somewhere where there aren't so many people." Balvendir finished his ale and sighed. |
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| Vestein | Sat Oct 15, 2005 12:01 pm Post #19 |
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"I was thinking the same but the traviler at the bar dose not appear agresive or tense and i have met him before. Actualy he faught along side me and we have faught each other i dont think he will fight for them." Turning to Saban "Saban do you not reconise me we dueled if you have for gotten and i saved your sorry ass in the woods sit and drink with us!" Whispering now to Balvendir "he is a friend of sortsand it would do you good to make some new friends if you are being hunted." |
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| Xei | Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:40 pm Post #20 |
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((occ: i thought we didnt know each other... never mind)) Saban looked out of his drink and moved his eyes to where the familur voice came from he did this without moveing his head and he was still drinking his ale. he saw Vestien and now chose to look at them with full attention, putting his mug back on the table "oh its you Vestein" he said these words with no hint of frendlyness he then listened to the people drinking and laughing."sure ill sit by you" He rose and sat at the table with them but moved slowly. his eyes lingered on the injured one as he sat. "may i have a name" now being corutious and polite. |
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