Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
Orp enters the bar and strides towards the bar where he sits at a stool and takes out his ledger. He begins making some notes and adding up some numbers.
Grayell spots the newcomers - not so astounding even with his double vision given his proximity to the door. He rubs his eyes, runs a hand over his hair and concentrates; as though he'd forgotten how to smile.
Ah, there it is. A crooked, drunken smile. He doesn't depart from the bar which currently holds him up but turns enough to address Serenity.
Jericho, getting bored quickly, sees the cyclops enter the bar. He walks over after getting his water and walks over.
Hello mister one eye.
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
Serenity knew that they wouldn't have anything to suit her tastes, mostly ale it seemed. While trying to relay that the bartenders humor wasn't charming she went ahead and asked for a small glass of ale.
New town, new things she figured.
She took a small swig of the beverage and cringed a little, not so much at the alcoholic content but the taste of it. This would take some getting used to.
The mage seemed to stare off into space for a moment, remembering something that made her smile a little.
Still retaining that smile, she turned and looked up at the mess of hair and muscle that looked back at her with an expression she didn't recognize, at least not on a sober man.
Serenity almost wanted to chuckle at the drunk man, at least giving him credit for walking up to her. While she didn't say it out loud, she knew her looks intimidated most men. Only a drunk would have the gal to try she figured.
She would humor him at least, and see where this meeting goes, "Nothing else," she said twirling a finger in her glass, not touching the liquid, "Unless you'd like to recommend something?"
Last Edit: Aug 6, 2011 23:39:56 GMT -5 by Serenity
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
Jericho ordered the new guy a glass of carrot juice. it arrived a minute later.
Here you go, you just gotta know how to talk to the barkeep. I just wander around, not really looking for anything. How about you, Willy?
Last Edit: Aug 7, 2011 0:16:24 GMT -5 by jericho
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
"Wha," said Serenity, surprised that she got bumped into, she usually knew when she was getting hit on.
She looked down to see the strange creature on the floor, next to her seat. The mage wondered how she missed this one as she was walking into the tavern.
The smell coming from him was repulsive though, and she wasn't about to let her instincts get the best of her this time. Usually when a smelly, yet strangely attractive, old creature rolls on the floor that would be the time to leave.
Trying to be a bit courteous she attempted to use a little wind power to roll him around the bar. Then with a little frost, she'd freeze over the strange substance he carried so it wouldn't smell as bad.
Post by fapizztheterrible on Aug 7, 2011 0:35:51 GMT -5
It seems that the old man was a bit lighter than he seemed... Being little more than a dried out husk filled entirely with EVIL, he flew through the air, hurtling towards the unfortunate Cyclops' table...
As he flew, he muttered in his sleep. "UHGHGHH... NO, YOU MAY NOT HAVE MERCY... UHHH... TOMATOES... UH... CHOCOLATE PUDDING."
I would like a blanket, i do need either that or a large piece of canvas and some rope. But sadly i have no gold, so that is why i ordered a water. I hope you find your rare goods.
With that, Jericho finished his water, stood up and left.
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
Post by fapizztheterrible on Aug 7, 2011 0:54:46 GMT -5
The Witch Lord of Kzhhh-ch'a bounced off the cyclops' table, perhaps spilling, in the most evil way, EVERY REMAINING DROP OF FLUID REMAINING, and, with a terrible WHUMP, hit the wall. He woke with a jolt and stumbled up to his feet.
"WAHGH? DINING AND DASHING!?!? THAT SOUNDS LIKE EVIL!!! WHO DARES TO CHALLENGE THE WITCH KING OF CUHPOOPOO IN THE FIELD OF DASTARDLY EVIL!?!?"
Sticking out his tongue, he snarled, with all the evil ferocity of a popped water bed.