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Travis Emery
@krowKrow walks in with his head down and selects an empty table.
Barkeep, two pitchers of your finest ale, a bottle of scotch, and three glasses please.
He pays for the drinks and sits at the table, glasses empty and waiting
"You know nothing of passion. When your rage can sunder mountains, you may speak to me of passion."
-- Krowthus Quince of the Clan of the Bear, summer 215
herogoeth
@herogoethOut Of Game Note: This is a Board RP Thread taking place within the tavern in the Town of Northwatch. If your character attended the recent Crypt of the Elevens Event on November 11th, the character may occasionally blink away at hovering images which briefly appear hazily at the edges of your vision. Thus far, these images have appeared to be nothing more than squiggly lines or colorful, blurry shapes which have manifested over the last few days. From time to time, these images appear more clearly, and seem to resemble magical symbols of some kind. If your character possesses both the Artificing Skill AND any level of Arcane Lore, please send me an email at the address below and I will send you more information.Winter sets in around Northwatch, and a cold breeze seeps in through the imperceptible gaps around the tavern door. Lanre Lightsong can be heard humming a haunting tune from the kitchen as he scrubs away at a heavy stack of recently used tableware. At the moment, the hearth in the tavern stands cold and dead, and on rare occasion, the candles on the tavern mantle seem to flicker with a dim blue flame.
A trusted friend of Lord Bort Bitterbeer, known to most simply as Menzo, works at the back of the tavern quietly pouring drinks for patrons and accepting payment in return, but speaking almost not at all.
Stephen Foerster
@magus-knightFerris walks in from the bitter cold. He grabs a drink of something warm and sits down, paying a little extra as a tip to Menzo. He notices Lanre, “Hello, Lanre, how are you?”
Ferris moves to sit down at a table, pulling a book out of his pack
Michael K Ricks
@kaine-tharthKaine walks gracefully into the tavern in Northwatch. Seeing Ferris, Krow and Lanre in the tavern already he orders a glass of wine.
Anything you have Menzo. I know you don’t always keep wines in store.
After receiving his wine Kaine looks about the tavern
Awfully quiet in here today. Did I miss a notice about an event and we happen to be the outliers in town still?
Kaine decides to relax against the bar top instead of taking a seat immediately
Travis Emery
@krowEach time the door opens, Krow looks up expectantly. Not seeing who he is waiting for he continues to sit at the empty table.
He waves at Ferris.
Evening Ferris, I take it the cold brings you to warm yourself from the inside eh.
With Kaine’s arrival, Krow perks up a bit.
I don’t think anyone has left anywhere, I know of a few at least still around, although I think I my have flared tempers a bit with a couple, and offered a drink as reprisal. I don’t think they will take me up on it though, so I may have to down these pitchers, and a bottle by myself.
Either way it’ll be a good night for me.A smile returns to his face.
"You know nothing of passion. When your rage can sunder mountains, you may speak to me of passion."
-- Krowthus Quince of the Clan of the Bear, summer 215Travis Emery
@krowSuddenly Krow stands, grabs the bottle from the table and walks outside.
He is gone for only a few minutes and when he returns with an open, but still full, bottle he sits back in his chair, turns one of the glasses over and pours a shot of the malted whiskey. He then turns over another glass, leaving the third down, and pours himself a shot.
Lanre, surely you’ll partake of this fine drink with me.
Krow, holds one glass out towards the back of the tavern, and puts the other to his lips.
"You know nothing of passion. When your rage can sunder mountains, you may speak to me of passion."
-- Krowthus Quince of the Clan of the Bear, summer 215herogoeth
@herogoethLanre Lightsong will continue humming his song from back in the kitchen, the clanking of dishes loud in his ears. He either did not hear the invitation for a drink, or is purposefully ignoring those who have gathered.
herogoeth
@herogoethFor a brief moment, there is a hovering image which appears more potently than the others before it. The image below, along with the written name, can be seen floating as if on the surface of one’s own eyes. All who are in Northwatch see this image, although those who attended the Crypt of The Elevens see it more clearly, and then it vanishes after a few short breaths.
Tonya Jelte
@natashaNatasha walks in quickly from the cold and looks around
You boys haven’t seen Sonya tonight, have you?
Becca
@selphiebaka“Sonya has been off alot and in ku’vhal but the best place to check is the down and dirty.”
Orthia will walk in behind Natasha holding an unlabeled bottle that she is drinking straight out of. She will take a seat at a separate table nodding to the people at the other.
“Have I drank too much again or are others seeing these symbols as well?”
Travis Emery
@krowKrow shrugs and swigs the other shot, putting the glass down on the table, and pouring himself another in his own glass.
Sonya? She wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this, by herself. She is around. Just not here.
Orthia,
It’s been a while since I last saw you. Seems you are staying warm these cold nights. I have been having visions myself, didn’t start drinking until now, but with as much magic that is in the air, it isn’t something I gave too many thoughts to.
Does the word or name Daroir mean anything to anyone?Krow eyes the bottle Orthia holds trying to decipher its contents by color and texture alone.
Krow grins.If my expected party won’t have a drink with me, then I invite you all to join.
Krow pulls a couple tables together and rounds up an extra few chairs.
Ferris, Kaine, Lady Natasha, Orthia, EVEN LANRE, please join me for drink and food.
Krow walks over to the bar and digs in his pocket for a moment, pulls out 5 silver coins and plunks them down in a neat stack, and points to his gathered tables.
Menzo, please keep these tables stocked of food and drink as people sit. Once this money runs out, let me know, if I am still here.
"You know nothing of passion. When your rage can sunder mountains, you may speak to me of passion."
-- Krowthus Quince of the Clan of the Bear, summer 215Becca
@selphiebaka“I am a gypsy,I don’t tend to stay in one place for too long unless there is a really good reason. Sometimes I get an itch and I just don’t get back to Northwatch for a time. Good thing I have freeloaders to look after my place.”
Orthia eyes Lanre for a moment and then chuckles to herself.
“These images seem to remind me of the great runes we have seen before. I believe this may have to do with our question we asked the moon cascade in the crypt of elevens not that long ago.”
Stephen Foerster
@magus-knightFerris will look up.
“I have being seeing them all morning. They look….familiar to me somehow, like I have seen them before, but I am not entirely sure what they are.”
@natashaI haven’t had anything to drink and I saw it. I don’t think I recognize it though.
Natasha gives a friendly nod to Orthia and takes a seat with Krow.
One drink. Then I should go. I have so much to do. I wanted to stop in and visit on my way back to Wintershire.herogoeth
@herogoethAnother flash appears before the eyes of all who are gathered, and those who are nearby. Rather than a simple symbol, the images which flash before the eyes of the characters seem to move, depicting somewhat common herb, a mortar & pestle, and a symbol which denotes a method of preparation.
Any character possessing the medicine skill, the alchemy skill, or any level of nature lore will find themselves flooded with certainty that this brief vision shows an early step of preparation for some greater task.
Travis Emery
@krowKrow blinks once, twice, thrice. and subtly shakes his head.
Anyone else get the impression we need to be eating more herbs?
Menzo, the next round of meat, spice it up a bit yeah.
Krow grabs the hewn tooth hanging around his neck and begins to stare off into nothingness. His eyes flash a pale green before returning to normal.
More drinks too!
Almost absent-mindedly now, Krow pulls out a note book from his bag and begins to jot down each vision as they appear.
"You know nothing of passion. When your rage can sunder mountains, you may speak to me of passion."
-- Krowthus Quince of the Clan of the Bear, summer 215
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