Re: Tavern-ie st00f!

**T3chpriest** Thu May 20, 2010 7:11 am

The bartender pulls out yet another drink and says "Ten copper please, mate"

Dirk Thu May 20, 2010 4:32 pm

The man feels in his pocket and takes out all he has. This is sadly just 6 copper, the man looks down at the 6 copper and say: "hmmmmm, maybe you could trade one of my beautiful pheasants for 2 drinks ?"

**T3chpriest** Thu May 20, 2010 11:31 pm

The Bartender raised an eyebrow and eyed the man.. "Just take the drink and give me the 6 copper. Don't worry 'bout it you look thirsty."

Dirk Fri May 21, 2010 7:38 am

the man was surprised and said: "thanks man" and handed over the 6 copper. The man headed over to the one of the empty tables. When he arrived he put the 2 birds on the table and sat down, he took a little gulp from the drink and made an "aahhhhhh"-noise.

**T3chpriest** Fri May 21, 2010 7:51 am

((put the 2 birds* Smile

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The Bar was getting full again after the fight and it was getting busy.

Damaras Fri May 21, 2010 7:31 pm

Suddenly a cool breeze rolled into the packed tavern, accompanied by an old, grizzled man who seems to be wearing a long and ragged brown robe. Strolling towards the bar, he took up a stool in the furthest corner, slowly slouching down into the seat with much trouble, a sound of plate can be heard from underneath. A few civilians looked towards him, peering at him for a few seconds, and then turning back to their drinks. The robed man raises his hand, awaiting a waiter or the bartender to approach him.

**lesterfire** Fri May 21, 2010 8:09 pm

The man who was warming his hands on the fire, walked to the old man with big steps. Once there he asked:"Good evening. I'm Danryvo. Should i get something for you?"

Damaras Fri May 21, 2010 8:52 pm

The man looks up at 'Danryvo' his face nearly covered by the robes hood, all what can be seen is his chin, and the tip of his mouth. His head moves towards the direction from which Danryvo spoke from, and replies in a calm tone"Ah, another kind man i see...If you are happy to get me a drink. I would merely wish for a glass of cold milk..If you may be so kind"The mans lip would curl into an un-enthusiastic smile, as he bows his head slightly, turning it back to its original posistion without a sound.

**lesterfire** Fri May 21, 2010 8:58 pm

Danryvo nodded merely, turned away from the old man, and walked towards the bar, wrapping his cloak tightly around him. Once there, he patiently waited for the bartender. While waiting, he felt in his bag for some money, took a quick peak under his cloak, then watching the old man, then looking back to the fire. As he felt under his cloak, a blue glow shined trough the rags, at the left of his waist.

**T3chpriest** Sat May 22, 2010 1:44 am

The Bartender approached the man and leant on the bar "What would you like?."

**lesterfire** Sat May 22, 2010 10:20 am

The man gazed at the bartender for a second, before saying:"Something strong and some cold milk will do, bartender."

**T3chpriest** Sat May 22, 2010 10:42 am

The Bartender got a strong drink and a glass of cold milk "Name's Robert and that'll be 12 copper."

**lesterfire** Sat May 22, 2010 11:44 am

Danryvo gathered 12 copper out his bag, throwing it on the table. He took the ale and the milk, and said" Thanks, Robert. I'm Danryvo, by the way", before returning to the old man. Once there he gave the milk to him and said: "here you are... can i know your name?"

Damaras Sat May 22, 2010 11:53 am

The old man smiles, looking up at Danryvo, only the bottom of his face is still visable..As he curls his lips once again into a smile, and beings to speak in a low, common tone."Thank you for the drink...My name is Azeal. Pleasure to meet you"The man turns his head towards his drink, while reaching for it the nearby people notice that one of his hands has a plated gauntlet on, the other hand has not..."When did he take it off?" some may think..But the man took no notice to his surrounding, lifing the glass of milk, chugging a quarter of it down, his hood moves back while he does this, so the tip of his nose can be seen, along with a strand of white hair. He falls back foward, the hood covering his face yet again.

**lesterfire** Sat May 22, 2010 12:03 pm

Danryvo gazes upon the old man for a while, before saying:" my pleasure", and returning back to the fire, keeping his cape wrapped tightly around him. He took a sip from the ale, and warmed his hands on the fire again.

**Prototype** Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:07 pm

After a while the door was slowly pushed open, a rather large human with a strong gray plate armor, few trinkets which seemed like chipped skulls were hanging on his his belt with a silver chain, a long hooded cloak that covered his upper face didn't show his face yet from the disturbing aura, and the dim glow seen piercing trought the shadow of his hood it could be told that it was one of the Death Knights. On his chest there hanged a dark tabbard with a long blue blade upon it, which also would give away his alligeance to the Ebon Blades, the man walked into the tavern his footsteps would be heavy due the heavy armor. The armor also had some tribal marikings and runic letters upon it, on his back a long blade giving off the aura of a cold unforgiving north, truly someone not seen around. As he had walked to the tavern his eyes wandered around, inspecing his surroundings before finding the darkest corner with a table and one seat. He slowly strooled his way near the chair and took a seat with his heavy armor, before he could sit his blade was drawn from his back and placed ontop of the table, its runes glimmering trought the thick darkness. The man sat down, his heart not beating and eternal calmness of his demise now only flickering in his soul, the mysterious and disturbing man continued to sit, not sayng a word only looking towards his blade.

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**T3chpriest** Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:12 pm

The Bartender watched the man walk in and said to himself "Oh bloody hell." No hint of fear within him

**Prototype** Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:15 pm

The man was of course aware of the people around him being highly aware of his presence, he did not seem to be bothered and he continued to stare at his blade, whispering something beneath his breath, the whisper was with a cold thin echo he seemed depressed as many Death Knights due their dramatic past.

**T3chpriest** Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:27 pm

The Bartender looked at a few off duty soldiers and guards exchanging thoughts and staring at the Death Knight.

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**Prototype** Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:35 pm

The Knight of the Dammned took out something from his pocket, a golden trinket of some sort it was a locker, it was covered with a silver rose as he opened it there was a picture of a female and two children, the age was undetermined unless exhamined closely. He stared at the pictures, the trinket open in his palm his memory full of regret and sorrow, nothing could explain the toughts, the feelings and the emotions if he had such things, the grief of his family after he had fallen into the prison of his demise. He seemingly didn't notice the guards, or did but just ignored them blankly his head had no room for the living only for his loss and his damnation, all floded with revenge and fury of the afterlife. The man did not act hostile however.

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**T3chpriest** Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:51 pm

The group of guards noticed the Death Knight wasn't acting hostile, but they were. One came up and leaned down near the death knight. He smelled of alcohol, "How many people ye kill?.. How many of my mates ye reckon you killed?" he had a knife in his hand hidden. The Bartender was busy serving a drunk customer.

**Prototype** Fri Jul 30, 2010 12:02 am

The man slowly turned his head to the side, not so he would look up to him just so he would look across the tavern, his corner of the eye upon the guard his azure cold eyes glaring trought the thick darkness provided by his long dark hood. He spoke up with an echoing cold tone, if it was a regular guard who works usually around there and not much in the war, the voice of a Death Knight could sound abit too disturbing at times. " I.. Have killed too many.. Death.. is what I am made for.. trought it.. I grant torment and trought it I shall find my salvation. " he had spoken and turned his head back to his blade, the runes started glowing, the saphire cold eyes started glowing more brightly as he stared at the blade a deep connection between the two he simply stared at the sparkling runes.

**T3chpriest** Fri Jul 30, 2010 12:13 am

The Guard had seen war. He had been shipped off to war during his service. The Guard chuckled "Yeah yeah enough talkin' mate." He brought up the knife and attempted to stab the Death Knight in the neck. The Bartender yelling at the soldier and his friends to get out.

**Prototype** Fri Jul 30, 2010 12:21 am

The knife had strucked into the armor beneath the hooded cloak which was covering most of his neck, although he wore the armor and it was protective the strike towards his neck still punctured some of the armor ( If it wouldnt, then it would be very hard to move with it ) As the dagger was struck there and tainted blood which is usually seen when the person is dead had poured out from the side of his neck. He quickly stood up from the chair, his hand slowly grabing the massive runeblade from the table, the runes glowing brightly along with his azure cold glare ontop of the guard. As he was standing he would most likely be alot larger than the guard, like a bearkiller he stared down with his cryptic cold gaze. " Don't.. wound.. something that you cannot kill.. don't aggro something that is greater than you.. something that is long been forgotten. " His voice now echoed fully over the tavern, his blade struck upside down on the ground he stood with one hand holding it from the hilt, he however did not act agressive yet undyng anger was felt in the air, his undead aura getting thicker and stronger.

**T3chpriest** Fri Jul 30, 2010 7:22 am

The group of guards behind him pulled out there own knifes and other such stabbing impliments. They all surrounded the Death Knight

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