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Post by The Innkeeper on Jun 24, 2017 21:06:55 GMT
The establishment bustles with dozens upon dozens of customers trying to get themselves drunk after a long day of intense labour. A single dark table in a corner stands empty. Anyone who comes searching for Gundren Rockseeker is directed to the table and soon afterward the landlord brings him or her a large pint and a bowl of hot mutton soup. All paid up by Mr. Rockseeker, he says with a smile.
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 27, 2017 22:43:57 GMT
After spending atleast a half day walking back the way she came, she was trying to decide what it all meant. Why start her on a path and then change it?
"Those men must have been a test from the Goddess", she grinned,"and now she is sending me on a new path... But I will not be returning to the temple." She noticed the Inn and entered.
All the people.... Faelyn choose the nearest table and waited for service.
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Post by The Innkeeper on Jun 27, 2017 22:55:16 GMT
The Innkeeper, a fellow with no distinguishing features, approaches with a bowl of soup, a large pint of mead and a smile across his lips.
"You must be one of Gundren's folk. Was not expecting a lady to be honest." He said with a smile, placing gently the meal on the table, not giving her any time to answer. His friend had told him he'd be receiving some potential employees that afternoon and asked for a table to be set aside for him. "It's all paid up, ma'am. Master Rockseeker has told me to treat you lads like Lords."
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 27, 2017 23:04:04 GMT
Faelyn blinked not knowing if she should answer, but he placed the food in front of her. "Thank... Thank you very much. "
Inside she saying a silent pray of thanks to the Goddess that she didn't have to spend her money.
"I may also need a room until... The others arrive"." Hoping that she didn't sound too unsure.
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Post by The Innkeeper on Jun 27, 2017 23:10:38 GMT
"Oh yes, indeed. Master Rockseeker warned me some of you might require such arrangements." The Innkeeper pulled a large iron ring with a couple dozen finger-seizer iron keys, most of those he had long ago forgotten where they fit. He studied them carefully before picking a very non-special looking one. "Second floor, third door to the left, ma'am. There's a copper bath in there, if you wish, ma'am, I can have the coal boy bring you some hot water."
There was a certain warmness to the man's voice, an almost angelical inviting tone. You could see in his eyes that he loved his job.
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 27, 2017 23:18:43 GMT
Fae smiled and thanked him again,"Yes... Hot water would be wonderful right now. " At the thought of hot bath, she smirked thinking of the pompous Baron Aestro and if he was being treated so finely as she... Thanks to the Goddess.
"I take it you like your job",she asked before tasting the soup. It was very good. "You're seem very happy."
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Post by Ekemon Rein on Jun 27, 2017 23:27:26 GMT
It had been twelve years since Ekemon had left Waterdeep, and he had to admit, it was not nearly as bad as he remembered. Entering the tavern, he was a strange sight, scholars robes but armed and armored. His Thundercannon was wrapped like a just purchased sword, slung over his shoulder by a leather strap. People always wondered what the strange item was, and he had gotten tired of explaining to the fifth person.
He stopped for a moment to look around, scanning for others of similar purpose.
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Post by The Innkeeper on Jun 27, 2017 23:56:08 GMT
Fae smiled and thanked him again,"Yes... Hot water would be wonderful right now. " At the thought of hot bath, she smirked thinking of the pompous Baron Aestro and if he was being treated so finely as she... Thanks to the Goddess. "I take it you like your job",she asked before tasting the soup. It was very good. "You're seem very happy." "Can't complain, ma'am." The man said nodding. "Been here all my life, seen my fair share of everything. Can't say I'd wish anything else for me." It had been twelve years since Ekemon had left Waterdeep, and he had to admit, it was not nearly as bad as he remembered. Entering the tavern, he was a strange sight, scholars robes but armed and armored. His Thundercannon was wrapped like a just purchased sword, slung over his shoulder by a leather strap. People always wondered what the strange item was, and he had gotten tired of explaining to the fifth person. He stopped for a moment to look around, scanning for others of similar purpose. The Innkeeper turned as the doorbell announced the entrance of a newcomer. He studied the Tiefling from horn to feet then waved him over. Some yellowed eyes amidst the crowd turned towards the red skinned lad, racism towards Tieflings was widespread among the lower classes, even in a cosmopolitan city like Waterdeep. "Looking for Master Gundren, I suppose?." The Innkeeper inquired. He remembered Gundren specifying that there'd be a Tiefling and an Elf attending that night; he couldn't quite recall what he had said about the others. "No offense, sir. But we don't get many of your kind over here. You oughta be the one, then." |
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 28, 2017 0:00:51 GMT
She was about to reply when her gaze followed the innkeeper's to the person entering. Fae fell silent and continued to eat her soup. A tie fling, she had never seen one but she preferred not to stare. One it was rude and she didn't like when people stared at her either.
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Post by Ekemon Rein on Jun 28, 2017 0:20:18 GMT
"You have no idea..." Ekemon muttered quietly.
"Ekemon Reis" he said, offering his hand to the innkeeper.
Noticing the Elf near the innkeeper as the only other person who stood out, he inquired "Would I be correct to guess you are here for the same purpose as I?"
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Post by The Innkeeper on Jun 28, 2017 0:27:20 GMT
"It is a pleasure, sir..." The Innkeeper bowed and went to the counter to grab the lad's meal. He returned soon after, then left the two to get acquainted with each other.
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 28, 2017 0:30:46 GMT
"You have no idea..." Ekemon muttered quietly. "Ekemon Reis" he said, offering his hand to the innkeeper. Noticing the Elf near the innkeeper as the only other person who stood out, he inquired "Would I be correct to guess you are here for the same purpose as I?" Looking up at him, she nods,"Yes, yes of course... I'm enjoying this fine meal waiting for the rest of our ... Party." Fae picks up the pint, takes a swallow and coughs a little. The mead was... different. "You're free to join me, if you like... I am Faelyn." |
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Post by Ekemon Rein on Jun 28, 2017 0:57:39 GMT
"A pleasure to meet you Faelyn, I'm Ekemon" he said, taking a moment to carefully rest the thundercannon bundle against the side of the table before taking a seat.
As the innkeeper brought food, he took a moment to thank the man before shifting the food out of the way. As had become habit, he laid his borrowed book to his right, where he could scribble any ideas that might come to mind.
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Post by Faelyn on Jun 28, 2017 1:00:57 GMT
"Same, Ekemon",She grinned at him and looked at his weapon,"please forgive my staying, but what type of weapon is that?"
Tasting her soup again,"I hope to not be rude but I have never seen anyone like you or anything like that... We'll only in books that is. "
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Post by Ekemon Rein on Jun 28, 2017 1:18:42 GMT
"This" Ekemon said, motioning to the thundercannon.
"As far as I know its one of a kind, I call it a Thundercannon. Its similar to a crossbow, but louder, and potentially more destructive... at least I aim to make it so"
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