gulak
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Post by gulak on Dec 6, 2005 15:10:35 GMT -5
Gulak reemerges from under the table, subtilly tucking the letter in his back pockets. He moves his filthy dreads away from his face, and smiles a sarcastic smile at Jared, then further ignoring him.
As his face turns serious, he turns to Minnow next to him. He grabs her hand softly, and moves to her ear, to whisper soft in her ear.
[Elven]"Can we speak? One on one, I mean..."
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Minnow
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Post by Minnow on Dec 6, 2005 15:14:44 GMT -5
The Minnow turns from the man at the door to Gulak in some surprise.
[Elven] "... yes, sure. Somewhere else?"
She gestures for Gulak to follow and walks along the bar and towards the back until they find a place that is a little bit sheltered and away from people.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Dec 6, 2005 16:45:51 GMT -5
[It's not that a secret, do you want it to be via PM, to make it more realistic?]
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Minnow
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Post by Minnow on Dec 7, 2005 9:46:37 GMT -5
[Rather not, I've seen what Elan can do to people]
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 7, 2005 13:47:23 GMT -5
Jared frowns a little as Minnow walks off with the Elf and then he scoffs and looks at Taur. J "Tired? I might be able to get you a room here tonight. Though they are usually full up... but I might be in 'luck'." He takes another swig of his ale and throws a glance at the fully armed man that just arrived from upstairs and stands out quite alot in this crowd. Pandora's eyes widen at the sight of the fully armed shiny person and she just stares at him in something akin to disbelief. [Minnow and Gulak to The road goes ever on and on... thread. I direct posts completely Out Of Character to the OOC thread or the RPG Planning Board. ]
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Post by Obadiah Pog on Dec 8, 2005 8:23:36 GMT -5
Obadiah stands and surveys the crowd, sniffing distainfully at the consumption of liquor (too much), the stench of unwashed bodies (too strong), and the sound of the "music" (too loud). And as for the manners! Never, NEVER, had he seen such reprehensible behaviour as to belch in public without covering one's mouth!
Clearly, Henrietta had been correct about the moral degradation occuring throughout the land; next time she told him to avoid somewhere, he would.
The black-clad elf catches Obadiah's eye and he heroically strides across the floor to intercept him.
"Excuse me sir, I'm looking for the proprietor?"
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 9, 2005 11:21:25 GMT -5
The Elf throws Obadiah a dark look but just steps around him without a word, bumping in to him a bit as he passes and continues to the back.
A barmaid, a young girl of maybe sixteen or seventeen and dark hair gives Obadiah a curious look.
M "Can I help you?" She hollers over the din.
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Post by taur on Dec 12, 2005 4:13:48 GMT -5
Taur didn't notice Jared's comment for a long time, or the absence of the other two. He was thinking. About wind swept plains and a golden sun that spilled its light upon the world, bathing all of it in purity and burning away subtlety and deceit. Would it all work if everyone was just completely honest with one another, and they existed as they were born to be? Hunters, gatherers, tribesman... family that was tightly knit.
Taur shook his head. People were strange. He wondered if he was really anything like those dreams himself, or if the civilized world had changed him too much. He would always try to remain the way he was, though... and that was easy enough. After all, he would always be free, no matter how many chains that threw around him.
"Room. Room good." He said quietly, watching the man step in front of the cloaked man's path.
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gulak
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Post by gulak on Jan 28, 2006 17:54:56 GMT -5
Back in the commonroom, he doesn't directly walk back to the table. He actually tries his back to stay out of view of the people at the table, standing flat against the wall. From his save spot, he let's his elven eyes glide over the common room, searching for his "target", the elven assasin, against Minnow's warning. He didn't fear death; he was actually already dying... for some action. [Hide: 17+3=20, opposed by spots for those who wish to see me, Spot: 8+7=15] [Succes with the funeral. I'm sorry for your loss ]
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Post by Elanorîn on Feb 15, 2006 18:21:50 GMT -5
Jared nods and gets up from his chair. He stops as he stands and steadies himself with a hand on the backrest of the chair before picking up his tankard and finishing it off in one big mouthful of ale and slamming it back down on the table.
He heads over to the bar and waves at one of the barmaids that promptly comes up to him, the place is nowhere near as busy now as the night is pretty much over and sky outside is growing increasingly pale.
He speaks with the barmaid for a bit and a smile slowly spreads on her face.
The elf that Gulak is looking for is not to be seen in the common room anymore.
Beatha gives Obadia a curious look and then just shakes her head and goes about tidying up the bar.
Jared soon finishes his whispered talk with the maid and then heads off out the front door of the building. He stops in the doorway and looks at Taur, hesitating a little, before he finally gives him an almost formal nod.
"Goodbye Taur."
He quickly heads out and hurries across the square.
Pan is nodding off in her chair, still her wine only half-drunk.
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Minnow
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Post by Minnow on Feb 15, 2006 19:12:36 GMT -5
[From Minnow p 10]
The Minnow dances back into the room, smiling happily. She picks up her pack and sets her hands on her hips.
"Oy, we're going off to have some shut-eye. Care to join us, hero?"
She glances briefly at Pandora and chuckles. She does not particularly care to look after the girl, but then she is relatively safe, what with that dog and the looks of being penniless. She glances at Gulak from the corners of her eyes. Now she is not so sure he can look after himself, but at least the evidence has been disposed of. If he wants something, she is sure he will open his mouth and let all the world know.
She makes an inviting gesture to Tah, and waits for him to answer. Her eyes having met briefly with the figure of Obadiah Pog there is a barely disguised merriment on her face, as if someone just told a very funny, but much too crude, joke.
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Post by taur on Feb 16, 2006 19:25:56 GMT -5
Taur watches Jared go, slightly confused for a moment. When Minnow presents the option of sleep, it does not take him long to figure out his course of action.
He stands.
"I go. I not come back. You come with, or you stay?"
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Post by Minnow on Feb 16, 2006 19:29:04 GMT -5
The Minnow just looks at him for a moment. Of course...
"Won't you sleep first? You must be as tired as we are, no?"
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Post by taur on Feb 16, 2006 19:36:36 GMT -5
He nodded, his red braid slowly turning as the beads rattle. "Tired. Not want to stay. Go now, or might not have chance. Sleep under stars, under sky. Away from this." He gestures towards all the stone, the tables, the people, his arms held out and his hands palm up and open.
"Back to people. To myself."
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Post by Minnow on Feb 16, 2006 19:42:07 GMT -5
A smile creeps over Minnow's face. Adventure! She smiles and nods.
"I'll come, if I can take my brother."
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