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| Zacor | Mon Nov 14, 2005 5:58 am Post #1 |
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Zacor's club was between his legs for easy access and his left arm lay on the bar to grab his club if need be. With his right hand, he raised the glass of ale to his mouth and drank deeply; when he set the glass down, he wiped his mouth of the froth that had escaped his lips. The rain pounded hard outside, the peals of thunder and flashes of lightning only adding to the fury of the storm; only the hail went unnoticed as the force of the rain and wind was even worse. Zacor, however, hardly noticed; he had endured much worse snow and ice storms in the Cold North. |
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| Valk | Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:31 pm Post #2 |
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Hymwen was soaked even with her hood up the time she got in the green Gryphon And looked around then walked up to the bar and orders a milk and sits down she Sips the milk and then look at the floor. after awhile she was done with her first milk and orders Another. there seemed sadness in her eyes. she got a friend upset about three days ago And she can't get the thought out of her head. Hymwen looked up and around again as if trying to find someone or something. she Still had her hood up. you whould not be able to see her face but you chould see Only her eyes filled with sadness but she still looked around the tavern. (Just so you know I sometimes make short post and mistakes.) |
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| Zacor | Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:59 pm Post #3 |
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((LOL NP. ))While his ears heard the slamming of the heavy oaken door, his mind did not really register it until the woman sat down a few seats from him, and his eyes glanced up only briefly as she ordered a milk; a few moments later, when she finished the first milk and ordered another (by which time Zacor had ordered a couple of more drinks and was halfway through his current one), his eyes again drifted to her. The only thing of her face that he could see was her eyes, which seemed sad somehow; she was still soaking from the rain even though it had been several minutes since she'd entered, and her cloak was still up. There was now a puddle beneath her stool, cold water from the storm outside, and she seemed as though she had traveled quite a ways. It was none of his business who she was, how far she had traveled or why she was here, however; he was here for a few drinks, and that was it. He finished his current drink and ordered one more, then paid his dues. |
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| Hymwen | Fri Nov 18, 2005 11:32 pm Post #4 |
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Hymwen stands and taked her cloak off and sat it on the conter than unstrap Her sword and put it with her cloak she seemed to drop her sword with her Cloak like she didn't like it. When her cloak was taking off her brown hair fell to her shoulder. then she sat Down and started to play with her hair. she siped her milk and noticed that Someone looked at her and she looked over at the person. he was human For sure not that she cared since she is a elf and she lived with humans Were she comes from. (Sorry again for the BIG mistake I made.) |
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| Zacor | Sat Nov 19, 2005 3:01 am Post #5 |
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((Wrong user name? ))Talon glanced at her again, just briefly, as he downed his drink and stood; despite his having downed ten shots of ale, he was still very aware of his senses - he was a little unsteady, of course, but a little adrenaline could fix that real fast. And he was always ready for a battle, which would really get his blood pumping and sober him up more quickly than anything else would. He picked up his club and tested its weight, making sure he had a firm hold on it, before he turned and stepped away from the bar. |
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| Hymwen | Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:14 pm Post #6 |
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(You can spice it up a bit. it would be more fun if you have something happen okey And yes wrong username and am so sad. just jokeing am not sad hee hee.) Hymwen looked over again " agh how come I alway try to make friends." Hymwen Mumbled to herself and stand up and walked toward the man and say " hello am Hymwen whats your name sir." Hymwen noticed that the man drink a lot of ale And maybe drunk for all she knows. she smiled in trying to be nice. she had Never tryed to talk to someone that drinks a lot of ale but then again she knows Vestine she thought. she shaked her head trying to get the thought out. then She looked back at the man. |
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| Zacor | Sun Nov 20, 2005 3:47 pm Post #7 |
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He turned to the woman, curious why she would single him out to talk; not that he minded. Company was always welcome in these perilous times, when even the silghtest 'accident' could cost one your life. "Zacor." He smiled slightly; it was a tense smile, almost forced, but friendly enough; he really didn't mind talking with her, he just wasn't used to having a lot of friends and so didn't often try. |
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| Vestein | Sun Nov 20, 2005 4:28 pm Post #8 |
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Vestein was already sitting in one of the corners of the tavern when hymwen entered the tavern, he didnt see her as he was busy with his ale but he smelled her as soon as she walked in the door. He could all ways remember a sent, faces no but a smell was for a life time. He whached her sit down and order a drink. Dedsiding not to go up and talk to her... at least not for now. Not after he left the last time. Instead he desided to wait for a little while. Then when he saw the man sitting close byget up, then the two began talking together, so he desided to weigh longer, no point inturpting people. So he settled down with his ale and continued whatching. It was rude to stare but he doughted they would notece. |
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| Hymwen | Sun Nov 20, 2005 11:04 pm Post #9 |
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Hymwen smiled " so Zacor where do you come from if you don't mind my ask." and sat Down on a chair next to Zacor. she felt like she was being watched and look over her Shoulder and saw Vestine in a corner then look at Zacor and said " i'll be right back I Need to talk to someone right now if you don't mind." then she stands up and start to go Toward Vestine. then in back of her someone was going toward her cloak and her Sword. Hymwen saw the man that was going to try to steal her stuff and Hymwen Turned toward the man and walk toward him. her hand clucth in a fist and hits the man In the face with her fist and say " serves you right for trying to steal my stuff." when The man got hit he fall to the floor and trys to crawl away but Hymwen ran to the bar And gets her sword. Then she ran to the man with her sword an sheath and put her foot on the man chast And the tip of the sword was at the mans throat and said " do that again and I will stab You. you worthless scum." she moved her sword and puts her sword away and then Started toward Vestine again. Hymwen smiled happy to see Vestine around and said " greetings Vestine its been Awhile. so how have you been doing so far." her eyes where bright with happyness. |
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| Zacor | Mon Nov 21, 2005 12:14 am Post #10 |
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Resting on his club, the business end on the floor, he said, "I was born deep in the Cold North, but I've traveled through most of Taloane at one point or another - even stayed in a few places a time or two." As she excused herself, Zacor sat down and thought; he could use some company, he supposed. He didn't exactly have a large circle of friends and wasn't real close to his family, after all. |
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| Vestein | Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:18 am Post #11 |
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((double posting Hymwen you know you can get a warning for that. =-D )) "Hymwen i could have sworn you didnt beleive in violence." He got up and walked towards her. On the way he landed a kick on the struggling man, he rolled over and started to cough. "Yes it has been a whille hasnt it, and im sorry for last time." he walked over and sat next to Zacor. "Can i get the two of you a drink?" He swifty ordered two ales and a milk. "Zacor wasnt that your name? you were born in the north... thats the same place i come from, where abouts exactly?" |
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| Hymwen | Mon Nov 21, 2005 4:16 pm Post #12 |
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" Violence. yes well I know someone thats welling to help me." Hymwen Was happy that Vestine was around its been awhile since she had last Seen him. she smiled and walked to sit next to Vestine. when she was Siting she taked the milk happly. she sips her milk. She looked around the tavern and hearing the rain come down fast and hard And thunder. she looks around and sips her milk and watch Vestine talk to Zacor about where they came from. |
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| Zacor | Mon Nov 21, 2005 5:33 pm Post #13 |
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((I reported the post, but I vouched for Hymwen to say that she shouldn't be punished; I've made the same mistake, though it was usually on my old comp. I don't think anything will come of it - I asked just to have it deleted and nothing more. ))"Mostly in the northern part of the Dragonspine Mountains and a little above, though I've spent some time over on the coast of the Aetendan as well," he replied, sipping his ale and nodding in thanks. |
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| Vestein | Mon Nov 21, 2005 7:28 pm Post #14 |
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((You bothered to report it? should have just left it... i was only joking anyway...)) "Hmmm dragonspine Mountins I used to go up their from time to time... never been to the coast though... Never saw the point." He began to think in rememberace of his old town and began to soften to his family... untill he remembered what they did to him. As the rain beat down he shuddered, he hated it snow ice and anything cold was fine for him... he grew up in it but rain was awfull it got you all damp if you had clothes and then got your fur all wet and tangled. "Rain... i bloody hate it. give me a blizard any day." |
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| Zacor | Tue Nov 22, 2005 12:42 am Post #15 |
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Zacor nodded slightly. "Yeah. At least then you know what you're dealing with; ice you can break through and wind you can stand against, but this...this is ridiculous. Makes it hard to hold a club, an' I don't particularly fancy a shower after I've had my bath. I like to be dry, or at least as close to it as possible." He drank his ale, respecting the man; he'd come from the same place he had, or thereabouts. The two had a lot in common just from their points of origin. |
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