The Giant Simply says"We all must go one day, My people believe it is best to go in battle...More Honor that way...And yet..here I am..Still alive..."[I am making him similar to a Norse warrior or Viking sorry]Tark then spoke in the dwarven Language "we must die one day, I say let it be with a weapon in one hand a beer in the other." he says raising his glass to the dwarf
Dalyn watches and the older male Goliath and nods in agreement. Raising her glass she bows her head before taking a sip. "To those you have lost good Sir." Her hand grasps the Pegasus in an instinctive clutch. After a moment she puts it back in her pocket. Taking her carving knife and wood she begins carving. " Maybe my better luck can be passed to those of you who seem to be in more need of it than I."
The dwarf removes a circular dish from around his neck. He taps on it, and it pops open to form a small cup. He quickly fills it and lifts it above his head. "Best way to go. Can't ask for anything better" He says with a sad smile and swigs it down.
Kol watched the giant Goliath come in looking beaten and battered, he was surprised by the large folks. He had only seen one before, and now three in this pleasant inn. He rose to his feet and went to the door peer out into the forest waiting to see if whatever got him was waiting in the woods.He listened to him speak and told of bandits and their attack, he couldn't judge anyone harshly. He himself was a pirate, even if he didn't use the term. He had robbed and plundered many ships and had to hurt many people for what coin he had earned. He had tried not to fall prey to similar professions but he had been very tempted to do join bandits for coin. He didn't share the toast with the others staying at the door and keeping a eye outside, he didn't want the peace of the inn to cause them to be defenseless just in case.
As tark drank he looks to the door and sees in the distance a few figures...You can hear them shouting"Find that Monster...I want his head...kill anyone who gets in your way"tark sighs, puts down his drink and picks up his axe " Cry Havoc and let slip the Dogs Of War!" he chuckles as he steps out to meet the folk...who now look more Afraid as he still had arrows and spears and whatnot sticking out of him,and now he Held his massive great axe that now looked ready to go through their skull "Eh ? boss, I don't think he is gonna surrender his money and belongings without a fight."Tark Shouted " LEEERRROOOYY JEENKKIINSS!!!!" and proceeded to charge the bandits proceeded to retreat at full speed...dropping their weapons, and gear and started running, Tark stops and shouts"COWARDS COME AND DIE LIKE MEN!!"
"Next time that happens, you don't have to do that. My friend Nemo can imitate practically anyone they have met, so you don't have to worry about a thing." The dwarf says this as talk comes back in. Nemo is serving someone else at the time but is easily seen nodding their head vigorously
"Old force Of habit...Wish i could find work..was meaning to..'he says as it was obvious this was a hardened vetran..his manner of speach and a lot other things gave it away..he has survived something men should not endure...and yet he stands ready to keep fighting"Never caught your name?"he says as he finished his drink
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Karriz flinches at the yelling right beside him as he removes the arrows from the goliath Tark, using his psionic abilities to help him recover 16 hit points in the process. "Can we use indoor voices, cutter? Some of us like our hearin' over rattlin' bone boxes."
Psionic Restoration: Mend Wounds cast with 3 psi points.
Kol was speechless, from beginning to end. He calmly looked at the new Goliath and all he could think was Fate had decided that this abomination of a being should pass away, but had fumbled at the end. He shut the door, took a deep breath and went back to his seat, moving a bit further away from the Cyclop Goliath. He watched the Tiefling mend the wounds and stared as they didn't cast spells or prayers, he hadn't seen healing magic that didn't require any of that. "Hellborn, how do you use such magic? It is very different then I have ever seen."
"Huh?" Karriz looks to Kol and shrugs. "I dunno, kinda just a thing I realised I could do. Not sure how it works myself. Oh, and I'm not a hellborn, I was in The Cage all my life 'til I got lost somewhere."
Kol stares at Karriz especially their tail and horns then back to the tail and only more the horns. "Okay. I don't believe that, but I will accept your delusion. Still you magic is strong and powerful, may it be used for good and punish evil. However you see it."
"No, it's really real. Lots of people have been there." Karriz responds before taking another piece of caramel from his plate. "Mmm, whan wun?" He asks, holding the plate up to Kol.
Kol holds up a hand, "No. Sweets hurt my teeth, unless it it a drink. I appreciate your offer, I would offer but I am depending on Sir and Lady here for my meal."
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The Giant Simply says"We all must go one day, My people believe it is best to go in battle...More Honor that way...And yet..here I am..Still alive..."[I am making him similar to a Norse warrior or Viking sorry]Tark then spoke in the dwarven Language "we must die one day, I say let it be with a weapon in one hand a beer in the other." he says raising his glass to the dwarf
Dalyn watches and the older male Goliath and nods in agreement. Raising her glass she bows her head before taking a sip. "To those you have lost good Sir." Her hand grasps the Pegasus in an instinctive clutch. After a moment she puts it back in her pocket. Taking her carving knife and wood she begins carving. " Maybe my better luck can be passed to those of you who seem to be in more need of it than I."
The dwarf removes a circular dish from around his neck. He taps on it, and it pops open to form a small cup. He quickly fills it and lifts it above his head. "Best way to go. Can't ask for anything better" He says with a sad smile and swigs it down.
Kol watched the giant Goliath come in looking beaten and battered, he was surprised by the large folks. He had only seen one before, and now three in this pleasant inn. He rose to his feet and went to the door peer out into the forest waiting to see if whatever got him was waiting in the woods.He listened to him speak and told of bandits and their attack, he couldn't judge anyone harshly. He himself was a pirate, even if he didn't use the term. He had robbed and plundered many ships and had to hurt many people for what coin he had earned. He had tried not to fall prey to similar professions but he had been very tempted to do join bandits for coin. He didn't share the toast with the others staying at the door and keeping a eye outside, he didn't want the peace of the inn to cause them to be defenseless just in case.
Ok I am gonna start bringing in NPC enemies if that is ok with everyone..]
[What have we done!?!
Kol: I only wanted a beer! Now I am in a seige!]
As tark drank he looks to the door and sees in the distance a few figures...You can hear them shouting"Find that Monster...I want his head...kill anyone who gets in your way"tark sighs, puts down his drink and picks up his axe " Cry Havoc and let slip the Dogs Of War!" he chuckles as he steps out to meet the folk...who now look more Afraid as he still had arrows and spears and whatnot sticking out of him,and now he Held his massive great axe that now looked ready to go through their skull "Eh ? boss, I don't think he is gonna surrender his money and belongings without a fight."Tark Shouted " LEEERRROOOYY JEENKKIINSS!!!!" and proceeded to charge the bandits proceeded to retreat at full speed...dropping their weapons, and gear and started running, Tark stops and shouts"COWARDS COME AND DIE LIKE MEN!!"
[My immersion, ugh! It's taken a critical blow]
[Lol,dont worry he wil go back to the dark and broody brute just had to make a joke..just to Brighten your day..guess i rolled a 1]
[Hehehe. It's okay, I know how it is. Did make me laugh.]
[Sweet,I did my job then]Tark walks back in, puts his axe back were it previously sat and sat down to finish his drink
"Next time that happens, you don't have to do that. My friend Nemo can imitate practically anyone they have met, so you don't have to worry about a thing." The dwarf says this as talk comes back in. Nemo is serving someone else at the time but is easily seen nodding their head vigorously
"Old force Of habit...Wish i could find work..was meaning to..'he says as it was obvious this was a hardened vetran..his manner of speach and a lot other things gave it away..he has survived something men should not endure...and yet he stands ready to keep fighting"Never caught your name?"he says as he finished his drink
Karriz flinches at the yelling right beside him as he removes the arrows from the goliath Tark, using his psionic abilities to help him recover 16 hit points in the process. "Can we use indoor voices, cutter? Some of us like our hearin' over rattlin' bone boxes."
Psionic Restoration: Mend Wounds cast with 3 psi points.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Kol was speechless, from beginning to end. He calmly looked at the new Goliath and all he could think was Fate had decided that this abomination of a being should pass away, but had fumbled at the end. He shut the door, took a deep breath and went back to his seat, moving a bit further away from the Cyclop Goliath. He watched the Tiefling mend the wounds and stared as they didn't cast spells or prayers, he hadn't seen healing magic that didn't require any of that. "Hellborn, how do you use such magic? It is very different then I have ever seen."
"Huh?" Karriz looks to Kol and shrugs. "I dunno, kinda just a thing I realised I could do. Not sure how it works myself. Oh, and I'm not a hellborn, I was in The Cage all my life 'til I got lost somewhere."
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
"Mine?" The dwarf asks, baffled. No one had ever asked him for his name while in ownership of the tavern
Kol stares at Karriz especially their tail and horns then back to the tail and only more the horns. "Okay. I don't believe that, but I will accept your delusion. Still you magic is strong and powerful, may it be used for good and punish evil. However you see it."
"No, it's really real. Lots of people have been there." Karriz responds before taking another piece of caramel from his plate. "Mmm, whan wun?" He asks, holding the plate up to Kol.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Kol holds up a hand, "No. Sweets hurt my teeth, unless it it a drink. I appreciate your offer, I would offer but I am depending on Sir and Lady here for my meal."