Wearing only a loin cloth and a black bear skin cloak, you can see a shield and axe on his back, and hanging from his belt an animal trap and a sling with a pouch filled with sling bullets next to it. He is covered in tribal tattoos, mostly resembling different animals, though bears play the most prominent roll amongst them. Tyekanik walks into the mead tent and orders a drink, brusquely asking "What took out the first fighters?"
Entering the tent you notice a few people sitting among cushions and low stalls scattered on the floor. The thick canvas of the tent only lets dim light through which sets a calm mood around. A tall red haired elven woman graciously welcomes you at the door with a horn of mead. "The last fight was a rough one, a couple poachers got hold of an Ankheg, sure was a fight to see I've been told"
Tyekanik hands her a silver for the mead, saying "Well at least it's entertaining for the crowd. I've signed up for the next fight, but I'll be keeping warm with this" holding up the mead "until they call me up."
As soon as you enter the wide tent a dwarf with a ginger almost sprints over to you. “Welcome, welcome friend! It’s good to see a fellow dwarf in my tent! Ho hooo strongest the bestest aye’!” He grabs a heavy wooden mug and gives it to you, the ale is dark and thick and it’s strong. “First one is free my friend!”
"It will be good to have some dwarvish fire in my veins for whatever fight I have" Thargan will take a large sip and will slowly drink it. If he is called to fight before he finishes the mug he will down it. Otherwise, he will wait to see if any potential teammates appear.
Sweat glistening on his brow as Tyekanik picks up his trap and handaxe, he says to the group while they walk through the gates "You all fight well... more than expected for those of your size. Let's get a drink before our next match." And will lead the way back to the mead house, walking in, and ordering a round for whomever followed.
It costs 5 copper for the same drink you had last time.
When you come to the tent it is unlike the others, it is a small tent and blue in colour but when you enter it the size inside is drastically larger, you see alot of different gems and interesting ingredients on the shelves.
Its a lot of spell components but there are a couple glowing gems on the counter that are of interest.
"500 gold? They better do something more than look pretty. If they do, I might be back once I have won some more" after any reply, Thargan leaves and goes back for another ale and to await his next match.
(if those gems are what I think they are I want the emerald when I can afford it)
A dark blue skinned Tiefling strides into the Tusk and Nail. Tenacity looks around and makes eye contact with Burg, letting out a sheepish laugh. "Are you the handsome fellow I have the pleasure of speaking to about some weaponry?" She walks up to the counter, smiling.
When you enter the shop is full all around with different weapons and armor the Orc who is waiting inside is a large pot bellied orc but built with thick arms. "Hehe Hello blue lady, I am the only one who sells weapons here, I make sure of that myself! What are you after?"
There is pretty much every type of weapon and armor of basic equipment in the shop but there is a closed cabinet with a glass window which has a quiver of arrows and a small Onyx dagger resting in a holder.