*blinking as the tavern is a bit more full of patrons, keeping up with the messes now as I softly laugh* at this rate, might not have to even worry about the bandits.
Kaie sat outside, waiting for these "bandits" to arrive... He was not afraid to shoot the messenger.
*soon enough a large group of shady characters go round in the night and begin going door to door in the small village*
Kaie stepped out of the shadows, "HEY, OVER HERE!" He yelled at the group of people.
*Agra enters behind Elyse just as she reaches the counter, his gear a mixture of robes and pieces of armor to protect vital spots. It is designed to be easy to move in for sure, but maintains a certain style. A two handed mace sits on his back. He speaks with a joking grin to Elyse* A record of what? *He sees the note and continues* Men ya fought, people ya coerced, or tricky bargains struck? *Agra chuckles and takes a seat at the bar and asks what they have to drink before turning back to Elyse with a grin* Well?
A_Humble_Otaku said:
*Agra enters behind Elyse just as she reaches the counter, his gear a mixture of robes and pieces of armor to protect vital spots. It is designed to be easy to move in for sure, but maintains a certain style. A two handed mace sits on his back. He speaks with a joking grin to Elyse* A record of what? *He sees the note and continues* Men ya fought, people ya coerced, or tricky bargains struck? *Agra chuckles and takes a seat at the bar and asks what they have to drink before turning back to Elyse with a grin* Well?
*Agra enters behind Elyse just as she reaches the counter, his gear a mixture of robes and pieces of armor to protect vital spots. It is designed to be easy to move in for sure, but maintains a certain style. A two handed mace sits on his back. He speaks with a joking grin to Elyse* A record of what? *He sees the note and continues* Men ya fought, people ya coerced, or tricky bargains struck? *Agra chuckles and takes a seat at the bar and asks what they have to drink before turning back to Elyse with a grin* Well?
*Elyse turns her head at the voice.* 50 people killed by my daggers, a personal record. *She smiled and turned her body and rested her back against the counter looking around the tavern.* Kill for coin is the way I do it.
*Agra chuckles and takes a swig of whatever drink he was given* Killin for coin ain't a bad way to live. Nice to get paid for what ya like to do. *He takes another sip and then points at you with the hand holding his drink* Question is did ya stab 'em in the back or the front with those dainty little daggers of yours? Ha ha! I'm sure ya can guess which is more fun? *Agra says with a big grin, before tipping his head back and guzzling down the drink*
(Might as well.give this thread a try)
*slowly walks into the tavern, duster coat damp from the slight drizzle starting outside. I lower my bandana and head towards the other cloaked patrons at the bar. A slight ripple in my coats right hip reveals I'm armed. It's made even more evident when I sit down and a small drop of blood spills from a cut on my shoulder*
Hey barkeep. Whatever your strong shit is, can you bring ut over here?
*slowly walks into the tavern, duster coat damp from the slight drizzle starting outside. I lower my bandana and head towards the other cloaked patrons at the bar. A slight ripple in my coats right hip reveals I'm armed. It's made even more evident when I sit down and a small drop of blood spills from a cut on my shoulder*
Hey barkeep. Whatever your strong shit is, can you bring ut over here?
(This thread seems interesting so I thought I'd give it a go)
*I enter the tavern completely covered in robes, a hood shrouds my face in darkness preventing it from being seen. Everything I am wearing is wet from the rain. There's a quarterstaff in my right hand and a large leather bound book tucked under my left and by my left hip a hilted rapier
*I look around before slowly slinking to the table furthest away from everyone else*
*I enter the tavern completely covered in robes, a hood shrouds my face in darkness preventing it from being seen. Everything I am wearing is wet from the rain. There's a quarterstaff in my right hand and a large leather bound book tucked under my left and by my left hip a hilted rapier
*I look around before slowly slinking to the table furthest away from everyone else*
-as I'm waiting for my drink, I pull some bandage wraps our of my coat and wrap my arm tightly, glancing at the newcomers blade as I do-
Biflexible_male
*I look up from the table and look in your general direction. But I eventually stop and unstrap my rapier and prop it against the wall near my table, I do the same with my quarterstaff. I then untuck the large leather book and put it on the table. I open the book and start reading it in my head, as to not disturb the other customers.
*I look up from the table and look in your general direction. But I eventually stop and unstrap my rapier and prop it against the wall near my table, I do the same with my quarterstaff. I then untuck the large leather book and put it on the table. I open the book and start reading it in my head, as to not disturb the other customers.
*Waves at Blitzstorm*
"Excuse me miss."
*I linger on the s's slightly*
"How much for a tankard of ale?"
"Excuse me miss."
*I linger on the s's slightly*
"How much for a tankard of ale?"
A_Humble_Otaku said:
*Agra chuckles and takes a swig of whatever drink he was given* Killin for coin ain't a bad way to live. Nice to get paid for what ya like to do. *He takes another sip and then points at you with the hand holding his drink* Question is did ya stab 'em in the back or the front with those dainty little daggers of yours? Ha ha! I'm sure ya can guess which is more fun? *Agra says with a big grin, before tipping his head back and guzzling down the drink*
*Agra chuckles and takes a swig of whatever drink he was given* Killin for coin ain't a bad way to live. Nice to get paid for what ya like to do. *He takes another sip and then points at you with the hand holding his drink* Question is did ya stab 'em in the back or the front with those dainty little daggers of yours? Ha ha! I'm sure ya can guess which is more fun? *Agra says with a big grin, before tipping his head back and guzzling down the drink*
"I have quite a bit of stories told about me. But I kill them when they least expect and in the darkest night, i once blew out a fire and they couldnt see a thing." *She laughed* "Scared out of their minds! And my daggers may be dainty but they're damn deadly and poisonous." *Elyse turned her head to the man as her long hair fell to the other side* "What do you do?"
Elyse
I look up from my book.
"Me? I am a wanderer. I seek arcane knowledge."
*Again I linger slightly on the s.*
"And if you don't mind me asking. What do you do?"
*Once again I linger on the s.*
I look up from my book.
"Me? I am a wanderer. I seek arcane knowledge."
*Again I linger slightly on the s.*
"And if you don't mind me asking. What do you do?"
*Once again I linger on the s.*
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