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Neris |
posted 10-22-99 04:26 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Neris turns in her sleep, the stone she lays on starting to blacken slightly where she touches it.. Suddenly, her body bursts into flames, though she continues to sleep peacefully; the high alcohol content in a fire elemental's body can sometimes cause this. Neris burns more brightly as the stone under her begins to char and the alcohol in her body is consumed in the flames. A few moments pass; the crackling of the fire continues uninterrupted. A loud crrraack!! sounds as she burns off the last of the wine and the stone under her splits from the heat. As the stone shifts, she bumps her head on the wall and wakes up, rubbing it and muttering. "Damn walls." She gets up, smooths her hands down her front, and realizes she's still on fire. She grins. "Oops." The flames stop and she walks out of the room and back downstairs to the main hall. Lady Neris [This message has been edited by Neris (edited 10-22-99).] |
Langin |
posted 10-22-99 04:44 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Langin about spills his wine as he looks up; for there stands Neris, sober as a bishop. Neris! Neris! I see you have awaken. Come, sit with me. Care for another drink? Langin reaches out to Neris' arm but pulls away quickly as his hand begins to tingle with a burning sensation. Ah, now I know why you are sobered so quickly. Langin Member of The Dominion |
| Neris |
posted 10-22-99 04:48 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
She grins at Langin's mistake in touching her arm. "I'm not really all that thirsty right now.. I'd really like something to eat.." She glances toward the kitchen. "What do you think they're cooking?? Care to try some with me?" Lady Neris |
| Langin |
posted 10-22-99 06:47 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Langin smiles as he looks into Neris' eyes. Sure. The best cook happens to be on duty this evening. I'm sure whatever he has prepared will be delightful. I will be right back. Langin rises and walks to the kitchen. Neris hears some chatter and then sees Langin returning. Oh, it is truly wonderful. Do you like roast duck with mandarin orange and almond glaze? Langin Member of The Dominion |
Temjin |
posted 10-22-99 07:21 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
As Rampage is walking down the darkned streets, he notices a small building that's giving out a very large sound. As he steps in front of it, he looks above.. The Flamin Heathen.... he thinks to himself as he reads the sign on the side of the building. He steps into it, and makes his way to the end of the bar. The waitress hands him a drink, and he nods. The warrior sits there and sips his drink slowly, while looking around at all the strange things happening.... Vassel of the Brotherhood of Barnabas |
| Tankred |
posted 10-22-99 09:40 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Tankred enters, shrugging off his cape. "Finally here", he mumbles to himself as he takes a seat. His mind is full of thoughts about the ever present threats around his borders. Tired, he closes his eyes and sinks into a light slumber.
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| Chathsolen |
posted 10-22-99 10:07 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
*walks into the Tavern after a long journey and scans the room for a place to sit* hmmmm *walks over to a dark corner of this cozy tavern and takes a seat while remain hidden from the lights of the room* Chathsolen [This message has been edited by Chathsolen (edited 10-22-99).] |
Tara Adreci |
posted 10-25-99 07:47 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
*Having followed brother, Baron G, to the Flaming Heathen from a distance, Tara slips through the doors wrapped in a black bearskin coat. Small flames lick at her ankles as she walks slowly along the wall coming to a stop in a far corner, pale colored eyes glancing around the room for the one familiar face of her commrade from TBL. She wonders how they will 'fit in' with these new people and how accepting they will be of them.*
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Wildfire |
posted 10-25-99 09:12 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Wildfire looking for another excuse to drink till the night is no more. He steps up and shouts, "Welcome new comrades from the great guild of TBL. Let us take a drink and party the night away in your honor." A*G*M/Dominion |
Rottin Corps |
posted 10-25-99 09:30 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Ill drink to that, the more the marrier cant have sobber beings walking around in a pub. That would be onheardof.
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| Neris |
posted 10-25-99 09:34 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
She grins at Langin. "Roast duck! Terrific! I'd love to have some.." She glances around the room then lowers her voice. "How much have they got? I don't want to get only a tiny bit because everyone else heard us talking about it..." Lady Neris |
Baron G |
posted 10-25-99 10:46 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
*sitting in his corner contemplating his next action and the strange behavior of his people of late he looks up for a moment and sees his sister Tara enter and nods*... *he motions a servant over and tells them to fetch 2 tankards of ale* [This message has been edited by Baron G (edited 10-25-99).] |
| Tara Adreci |
posted 10-25-99 11:33 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
*Tara grins slightly and makes her way along the wall towards Baron G's table* Sounds good t'me bro... *She meets the servant on the way and takes the two tankards of ale, telling the servant to just start a tab for them then goes to the table taking a seat next to her brother and hands him his drink. Hearing Wildfire and Rottin Corps she raises her glass towards them* "Join my brother and I then? And we shall honor not us, but Barnabas for seeing us here." *She leans against her brother's shoulder and whispers* "Now we see how different this may be..." ~Tara d'Adreci~ [This message has been edited by Tara Adreci (edited 10-26-99).] |
Lord Haplo |
posted 10-26-99 12:31 AM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
a cloked figure walks in. He looks around the room then pulls his hood off so all can see his demonic face. My name is Lord Haplo, I'm looking for the leader of the Dominion. I was told they could be found here. For I have come to ofer myself in the name of Barnabas. looks around again and waits for some one to reply. What shall be shall be! |
| Langin |
posted 10-26-99 04:07 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
You are right, Neris. Everyone would want some. I think, however, that I may know a way which we could have the duck all to ourselves. Perhaps we could dine in private. I could have the cook take the food to a private room..... Langin stares at Neris while waiting for an answer. Langin Member of The Dominion |
| Tankred |
posted 10-26-99 06:28 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Tankred is brutally dragged out of his sleep as the noiselevel suddenly increases whithin the walls of the tavern. "Cheers to you all",he cries out and drains his ale
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| Baron G |
posted 10-26-99 08:05 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
*through the dim light the Baron can see Tara still wears the family seal upon her cloak even though that family has long since died she still seems to hold it dear something he never understood* Baron G |
Darkmoore |
posted 10-26-99 09:36 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
A thin figure clad in black robes steps into the room, heathen blood staining his boots and dust covering his clothing. Darkmoore leans against the doorframe and starts to cough uncontrollably. He then bows towards Lady Neris and her company before he settles down at a nearby table mumbling something about bad directions. Barkeep, a mug of ale...and hurry my journey was long and dusty. |
Rahvin |
posted 10-27-99 09:43 AM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Steam rises of Rahvin's body as the coldness that emanates from his skin comes in contact with the heated air in the tavern. His body temperature drastically changes according to his current mood, apparently his mindset is on preparing for war. Rahvin's coal black eyes slowly takes in the tavern and recognizes his quadmates. Seeing they are in deep conversation, he approaches his other guildmates. Hullo Temjin, Tankred and Chathsolen! Welcome to The Dominion, may your armies swim in the blood of angies and feast on the innards of letites!! Grinningly growls in their direction and averts his attention to the brother and sister who had just stepped in. Greetings Baron G! Lady Tara Adreci! Bows his head slightly I am sorry as to what happened to TBL but of course you are welcome in the Dominion. I hope the trek has not been hazardous on your way here. Welcome! Nods to Rottin Corps, Lord Haplo, and Darkmoore before taking a seat. PHEW!!! Rahvin plops down on the oaken chair. I didn't know it was this hard being sociable Orders a Nectar and tries to change his mood. This steam is really annoying! Rahvin [This message has been edited by Rahvin (edited 10-27-99).] |
| Neris |
posted 10-27-99 02:44 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
She smiles mischievously at Langin and nods. She mutters something about bravery and tries to not laugh. She opens her mouth to reply when she notices Rahvin walk in.. She watches him greet the assembled group and then fall back into a chair.. She turns back to Langin and gestures toward Rahvin with her head. "Let's invite Rahvin, shall we? Then we can get some business done." She grins broadly at this, because her quad never seems to get anything done when they get together. Lady Neris |
| Langin |
posted 10-27-99 09:29 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Of course. We have much to do. Langin gestures towards Rahvin to join them. He then looks back to Neris and smiles. I suppose we can spare a bit of the duck. Langin Member of The Dominion |
| Lord Haplo |
posted 10-27-99 11:16 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
returns Rahvins nod. Realizing that the leader of The Dominion is not here, or is busy he quickly scans the room. Spoting an empty table he walks over and takes a seat. He calls for an ale and procedes to watch the people that by the will of his God he will soon call allys. *He wounders silently* for what purpose was I lead here? But if the sign out side is any indication to what these people are like I think I might have found a place to call home. [This message has been edited by Lord Haplo (edited 10-28-99).] |
| Rahvin |
posted 10-28-99 12:31 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Rahvin's black eyes avert towards Neris and Langin. What in Barnabas is he doing?? Rahvin squints at Langin carefully as Langin twitches and motions his arm in Rahvin's direction. Hmmm...why couldn't everybody be an elemental..this world would be sooo much damn easier. Strange Langin...good fighter though..I'll give him that. Rahvin raises up from his chair and walks slowly over towards the GM's table, eyeing Langin carefully as he smiles. Turning to Neris. How may I be of service to you my guild mistress? Rahvin slightly bows his horned head and attempts to curtsy. Hehehe...is that duck yer eatin? MmMMmmMMm!! Rahvin [This message has been edited by Rahvin (edited 10-28-99).] |
| Neris |
posted 10-28-99 01:26 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Neris laughs. "I don't think Rahvin will eat that much.." She frowns in thought for a moment then looks back at Langin.. "..will he??" She watches Rahvin approach their table and laughs at his second question. "We will be having duck.. You have excellent ears." She pushes her chair back, stands, and gestures to Langin. "Lead the way.. We can get started, then." Lady Neris |
| Langin |
posted 10-28-99 03:56 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Langin rises and leads the way to a back room. We have business to take care of. Shall we begin while we wait on our meal? Rahvin, don't be a pig and mind your manners. Langin says the last jokingly. Langin Member of The Dominion |
| Chathsolen |
posted 10-28-99 07:10 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
*leans forward out of the darkness exposing his dark stone like skin and flaming red eyes at the mention of his name*
Greetings Rahvin *with a demonic grin and watchs Rahvin divert his attention to others* [This message has been edited by Chathsolen (edited 10-28-99).] |
| Darkmoore |
posted 10-29-99 03:35 AM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
A young soldier enters the room in a hurry, he scans the room and walks up to Lord Darkmoore. The two figures exchange a short nod and a scroll is passed on, then the soldier leaves as quick as he came. Darkmoore unrolls the scroll and reads it carefully, a devlish grin can be seen upon his dark face. He gets up and walks over to Lady Neris. *bows* Mylady, my herald brought us news from the war front. Three of our enemies have vanquished from the earth and my armies liberated some land from one of the two remaining minor heathen forces. The priests are blessing the newly gained land in the name of Barnabas as we speak. Barkeep, ale for everyone...put it on my tab |
| Neris |
posted 10-29-99 01:07 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
She turns to Darkmoore just as she was about to take a step away from the table and down the hall.. She nods and smiles briefly in acknowledgement of his news. "Congratulations!" She accepts one of the ales that are being passed out, raising it in salute to Darkmoore, draining a quarter of it before motioning to Langin again. "We better go, or we're never going to get any work done.." She laughs and takes another draught of the ale. "This is really rather good.. Should we have some brought with the du- With dinner?" She pushes Langin lightly towards the hall, trying to get him moving. Lady Neris |
Lady Aynia |
posted 10-29-99 05:06 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Aynia walks the cold dark streets in search for a place to warm her tired self. She sees a tavern near by alive with activity. She enters and sees fimilar faces. She smiles and nods hello. She finds a table near by and waits for a bar maid. "I will have a mug of your finest wine please." The road had been long and hard and she was happy to be finally in a place that she felt at easy in. As she drinks her wine, she feels more like being social, she quickly goes over to where all of the fimilar faces are and joins the conversations...... EF |
| Langin |
posted 10-29-99 06:07 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
I'm going! I'm going! Langin smiles as he leads the other two thirds of his trio to the private room. After the others are seated, he runs back out and shouts acroos the room for Aynia to join them. Come on, we haven't got forever. We haven work to do! Langin Member of The Dominion |
Taltys |
posted 10-29-99 08:34 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
::still sitting at the table alone. He wonders:: "What is there to do in this bar for some fun???" ::He thinks to himself of the fun times had with his brothren...missing the old days:: TALTYS |
| Rampage |
posted 10-30-99 12:00 AM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
As the warrior sips his drink, he looks up to see ten empty glasses. Didn't think I had this much to drink.... He stands up from his seat then stumbles to the center of the front room of the tavern. Glory for the Barnabas, Glory for the Dominion! He then takes a couple steps, but trips on his own feet, and falls to the ground. He lies there on his stomach passed out..... Loyal member of the Dominion [This message has been edited by Rampage (edited 10-30-99).] |
anarch |
posted 10-30-99 05:04 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
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| Lady Aynia |
posted 10-31-99 05:31 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
*Hears Langin call her to come join them* Oh, on my way! *Grabs her glass of wine and take it with her* EF |
Mirgo |
posted 10-31-99 07:37 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
The door to the Flaming Heathen swings open revealing a heavily cloaked figure. Arcane sigils of silver thread stand out starkly against the midnight black of his robes. As the door swings shut behind the figure, he pulls back his hood to reveal the smooth features and pointed ears of a Sidhe. His silver hair spilling out from under his hood falls to the small of his back as he strides regally into the room. Ignoring the looks of the taverns other patrons, he sits at a table in the middle of the common area, gestures to a barmaid, and orders the finest wine. Then, with a pensive look upon his face, he waits. Mirgonael Dragonbane |
| Rahvin |
posted 10-31-99 07:50 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
As Langin steps away from the room to retrieve Lady Aynia from the other room, Rahvin turns to Neris. Grabs her hands into his huge palms and looks into her deep green eyes. Now that we are alone for the moment....I have one question to ask you my dear Guild Mistress. Unblinkingly his raven black eyes keep her mesmerized as he rises slowly out of his chair. Rahvin leans closer with his sharpened teeth formed into a gentle smile. Slowly brushes aside her lustrous blonde hair from her cheek with his long black claw and lets it settle over her ear. Rahvin moves closer to her ear letting his thin lips brush against it slightly. Neris looks at him from the corner of her ey strangely and has an uneasy smile affixed to her beautiful face. Almost silently Rahvin whispers. I know Langin went out there to get the duck!! Where is the duck Neris? I am soooo hungry! You don't even know how long its been since I last ate. I swear if Langy doesn't come back with a duck I'm gonna snap!! Rahvin |
| Neris |
posted 10-31-99 09:00 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Neris laughs softly and whispers into Rahvin's ear, a delicious grin on her face, her body smelling slightly of fire and incense. "Who says you're getting any of our duck?" She laughs again and licks her lips, then continues. "No one did.. But we'll share, when it's done.. However, no one's having any duck yet.." She backs up and grins more, winking once at Rahvin, then tucking her hair behind her ears. She leans against the door and puts a hand on the knob. "Shall we?" She turns the knob and pushes open the door, sauntering into the private dining room. Lady Neris |
Synne |
posted 11-01-99 11:56 AM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
It was the noise ahead of her that Synne was to awaken from, she rest upright upon the dark velvet seat of the kingdoms most elegant carriage - one which was used for only special occasions. The noise of the trumpet call and the sickening rocking of the carriage was the wake up announcement from the escorts that head the carriage that they were arriving at a destination. ::Synne looks out the stain glass windows to her right and nods to the blurry figure trailing next to her side. The shades made it nearly impossible to see the clarity of ones face, but as often as she had been escorted to other lands, she learned the strategic layout to fend off unwanted visitors.:: ::Synne reaches out her arm and grasps ahold of the window, then slides it to the right. Taking her handkerchief, she waves it out the window in a fashion of flagging down the knight.: "Yes My Lady?"::The knight bends forward in order to see into the window:: "Where's this we are approaching? This land is unfamiliar to me, the farm land does not exist here, so we mustn't be anywhere near a kingdom I'd reckon with." ::The knight hesitates for a moment in confusion:: "My Lady, 'twas you whom requested we detour to this site.... It's the Flaming Heathen." ::Synne nods and reaches over to the window and bruptly closes it...:: The Trumpet call once again flares, but this time not nearly as long as before. Which at this time they had paraded past the Flaming Heathen until which the carriage stopped directly infront of the entrance. Synne's maids scurry about and rush to meet her at the door, helping her down the steps and being sure that she stays clean of any debris that may gather from dragging. Hence they carried, until indoors, her elongated off-white Vail, decorated with fine jewelry and beautiful colors of gold and dark, deep red. ::Synne reaches the entrance and 'shews' away her maids, trying not to make to large of an entrance, though understanding the parade had already ruined that chance.:: ::Synne then takes a large nod gesturing it to all the faces in which are staring as she enters… then continues here move to the empty table in the back corner of the bar:: Synne Du'Pere [This message has been edited by Synne (edited 11-01-99).] |
| Langin |
posted 11-01-99 01:30 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
LAngin bows slightly as Aynia approaches. Ah, Aynia. Neris and Rahvin are waiting for us in a private dining room. Come with me. The two walk down the hall and turn into the room, shutting the door behind them. Anything interesting happen while I was gone? Oh, Neris, you know who said you know what will be ready soon. Langin Member of The Dominion |
Cuchulain |
posted 11-01-99 08:44 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
The two figures entered the tavern almost unnoticed. This was a novelty. Though they were garbed as woodsmen, and their gear was worn and dusty from the road, they carried themselves like war-leaders. Eyes which carried the force of centuries surveyed the crowded room as they made their way to the barkeep. "Dammit Cuchulainn, why are we here?" growled the taller of the two. "We should be preparing for war, instead of wasting time in this..." he paused, looked around once more "...menagerie!" His companion was not fooled by his disdain. "Come, old hound. Cuchulainn's voice hinted at amusement. "You feel it." "Finest wine and a quiet table. Then we learn more about our strange new brothers..."
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| Mirgo |
posted 11-01-99 09:40 PM ET (US) Profile Email Edit Post
Rises and glides to Cuchulain's table. "Allow me" he says in a voice trimmed with the fluid accent of the elves. Paying the barmaid for the wine, her turns back to Cuchulain. "Pardon my intrusion, but my curriosity has gotten the best of my manners. I see you wear the garb of woodsmen, yet carry yourselves as warriors. These two seldom are found in one, and I am intrigued to know your story. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Mirgonael Dragonbane of the Sidhe. Might I have the pleasure of your names, and the honor of hearing your tale?" Mirgonael Dragonbane |
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