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Post by Sir Semi on Jan 6, 2006 11:16:58 GMT -5
Hearing his man, Gravein, enter the fray, Dhugal stands, and yells out, "HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYBROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO IIIIIIIIIII'MMMMMMMMMMMMDDDDDRUUNNNNNKKKKKKKKKKK!!!" HE collapses back to the floor to continue his engorging of Ale... straight from the cask...
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Post by Sao on Jan 6, 2006 15:31:48 GMT -5
"Siira have mercy..." Sao sighs and steps back a few feet and sticks out her hand then whispers a chant. A swirling red ball of fire appears in her hand. "Do you really want me to join in this little fray?"
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Post by Baethor on Jan 6, 2006 15:35:20 GMT -5
*WHUMP!*
"aaaaaAAAHHH!"
Baethor comes flying in through the front door of the tavern, hits the ground and drops his axe, before rolling the rest of the way, smacking into the bar
"....ow....a warnin! if Zaron e're wants te test a new giant mace on ye, even if he offers a shield, DECLINE! ach....me achin spleen..."
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Post by Sao on Jan 6, 2006 15:47:37 GMT -5
Sao turned as the dwarf came crashing into the tavern, her spell disrupted because of her attension being else where. "You'd be smart not to let him test anything on you, little dwarf..."
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Post by Baethor on Jan 6, 2006 16:03:50 GMT -5
"little?"
Baethor rolls over and stands up, still taller then sao
"i dun think yer in any position te call anythin' little."
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Post by Sao on Jan 6, 2006 16:32:02 GMT -5
Sao growls and makes a fist, ready to punch the dwarf. "I'm not the one who was stupid enough to let Zaron test a weapon on me."
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Post by Aidan Furey on Jan 6, 2006 17:29:57 GMT -5
::Standing with his men at attention Furey looks around him and at Sao as the commotion strays to the back of the tavern. He then looks to his boys and brisky shifts his head to the right, and gives a solumn nod to them, showing them, they may stand at ease.::
Furey: WELL, you useless bag of Elvish Bones.. We might stay as long as the winter might be out. I Have just finished meeting with the Cheiftains of my land, in a stock-house dispute, and a few meager, skirmishes along our boarder... followed by the gnoll intrusion into the midwest... I bring word.
::Furey is flanked by Frost and Makoto. They all three sit down infront of Sao, and Call for mead, and Hot cider.::
Furey: There is troop movement along the lands of Dalaran... thats just do West of the lowlands. My guess is, the bastards are going to bear arms against us again.... Ever since the last lion war, We have had peace along those fronts but, now.... Things might be a little deffrent aye.... But... regardless, on a lighter note... Ascord and Raphsis did passout before they could reach the'ern steps.. Burr-aye....
Frost: Thern dias, thalas quiaffneg?
:: As Furey and Frost blather on in Aethenlig, the brawl disappates into a drinking contest.::
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Post by Frost on Jan 7, 2006 15:04:10 GMT -5
*Getting bored, Frost stands and walks from the tavern into the surounding town. Funny...there was still hardly anyone about. He climbed one of the watch towers, scanning the Lands for anything. Now, since Frost doesnt sleep to much, and the nice lazy sunlight at the time, he decided to take a nap. Because he's bored. And lazy.*
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Post by Kelabeth on Jan 7, 2006 16:03:02 GMT -5
Awakening from all the ruckus, Kelabeth comes down the stairs from her room to see what was going on.....
For the love of Pete what is going on here? She asks upon seeing everyone and the mess that has been made. About that time she hears a noise behind the bar and looks to see her husband Dhugal on the floor letting golden ale drown him from a broke keg.
Get up of the floor you dolt she tells Dhugal and get upstairs to bed. As Dhugal is attempting to get up Kelabeth flicks him in the arse laughing herself silly.
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Post by Gravein Narmolanya on Jan 7, 2006 16:41:13 GMT -5
::goes over to rune and grads him by the back of his shirt and slides him down the bar:: HA! you like the ale or how about the wood?::trows rune off the Bar::
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Post by Aidan Furey on Jan 8, 2006 10:41:00 GMT -5
Furey: Steady'on there, burr-aye.... If a bunch of mountainites attacked this tavern, we would be in REAL-Trouble! heh....
::Looks too his mead::
(OOC: Mountainites are level 1 Creeps hahaha)
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Post by Sao on Jan 8, 2006 21:51:01 GMT -5
Sao sighs and sits down someplace, choosing to stay out of the drunken brawls that were going on all over the tavern, quietly sipping her ale.
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Post by Aidan Furey on Jan 8, 2006 23:28:44 GMT -5
::looking to the quiet little elf, Furey draws his mead to himself, and briskly without a sound, sits on the right side of Sao, and exclaims.::
Furey: I haven't met the likes of you before... Sao is it lass? What line of people hail from, and matter of diety do you follow..... and are you a Freebirth? (Half of something else)
::Furey takes a swig of his pint.::
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Post by Sao on Jan 9, 2006 15:32:51 GMT -5
Sao's ears perked and she put down her ale, looking to Furey. "Yes it is. I follow Siira, goddess of chaos, destruction, and death. I doubt you have heard of her as she isn't a very known of goddess. I hail from the elves." Sao nodded to herself and went back to sipping her ale, but paused breifly, "Why so many questions stranger?"
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Post by Aidan Furey on Jan 9, 2006 23:10:51 GMT -5
::Looking to the the hollowed moon outside of the stained glass window of the tavern, Furey sat in though for a few seconds before responding::
Furey: Tae Know one by sight, and name is one but.... Lass, tae Know one by'eart is to know ONE'truely.
::Furey nodded in satisfaction::
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Post by Gravein Narmolanya on Jan 11, 2006 8:14:34 GMT -5
::After throughing rune around i through him into the window furey is looking at::
Isn't pretty rune?
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Post by Sir Rune on Jan 11, 2006 8:34:36 GMT -5
*aye, i highly believe that i am very more beautifuler. i had enough of this mistreaten little man.* hits gravein so hard that he flys back and lands in furey's lap, spilling his mead.
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Post by Gravein Narmolanya on Jan 11, 2006 8:39:06 GMT -5
::gets up and apologizes to fury.:: that was a good one::hauls back to hit rune:: how about this::hits rune out through the tavern doors::lets take this outside.
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Post by Sir Rune on Jan 11, 2006 8:42:39 GMT -5
picks up a random stick laying on the ground and whacks gravein upon the head. * hey, whatch out for those falling trees.*
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Post by Gravein Narmolanya on Jan 11, 2006 8:46:06 GMT -5
::picks up another stick on the ground and begind to beat rune ramdomly on his body:: watch out for those killer trees they are dangerous::trows down stick and walks back inside to get a drink wile rune lays on the ground:: hey guys and gal what are ya up to ::wipes blood frome lip::
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Post by Sir Rune on Jan 11, 2006 8:49:53 GMT -5
runs in through the tavern doors, tackles GRavien to the ground and slides gracefully up to the bar, picks up a mug and charmingly says *hey guys and Sao, whats up?* kicks gravein while he's on the floor
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Post by Gravein Narmolanya on Jan 11, 2006 8:54:44 GMT -5
::reaches up and grabs runes leg and pulls him down:: hey baby whats up ::hits him in the face::
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Post by Sir Rune on Jan 11, 2006 9:03:57 GMT -5
*not much hun* kisses him, then flips him over, sits him aup and puts him ina full nelson, all the whille holding his mug and not spilling any. then takes a swig.
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Post by Gravein Narmolanya on Jan 11, 2006 9:06:09 GMT -5
"strugles to breake the hold:: maybe i could have a swig of that?
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Post by Sir Rune on Jan 11, 2006 9:07:33 GMT -5
forgets, maybe cause he has had a little to much, sure,hands him the mug
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