Glad of the fresh ale, Fintan relaxes. Though she remains intrigued by Raxin. As the troupe join them and ask for their names, she leans forward to shake hands. "Fintan," she says simply then nods to her hawk as he nips at the cinnamon stick in her hair. "And Ersatz. We like to travel and make some coin along the way."
Where have you been Gabe? You've missed out on this most wonderful festivle. Lots of music and dancing. It reminds me of the sun festivals Aelina would take me to when I was little.
He let's out a slight sigh as his overly happy sister comes dancing up talking about festivals and music and dancing. "Festivals are usually held around events or historical meanings, were still not sure if we can trust anyone here please Miranda just be careful and watch yourself"
She lets out a laugh
Always Gabe.
Then she cocks her head over towards the table with the rest of the party.
Speaking of watching, did you catch the Aassamar's show? Skeletal wings and blackness. That tome you had me read says that means probable evil in Aassamrs, right? Think we should slide over there, see if we can join in, and see what might be going on?
BTW, he refused to dance with me earlier when I asked him. I should have known that meant something was wrong with him. And I told him the name was Randi.
" I did see the wings very peculiar... Oh a person amune to your charm who would have thought laughingly"
Gabe will follow her over towards the others, but he is going to stay on guard and just continue to watch his surroundings
“Thank you all for the complements — they are much appreciated... though a lot of hard work goes into preparing our act... don’t want to lose a hot torch into the crowd now do we?” Roma asks as he looks over to his dark featured female companion.
”Forgive me... I have not introduced my sister yet... this is Esma... And to answer your question.. No, we are not from around here. We’re outlanders — like yourselves — I suppose you could also call us far travelers.”
Esma smiles with a twinkle in her emerald eyes and in an accent as thick as her brothers says, ”I heard mention of coin... how about a little drinking game? Our lot against yours? Say 10 gold buy in per head? Or the equivalent in items would do of course. Winning team takes the lot and doubles their coin!”
I enjoy drink as much as the next man, but I am not inclined to play drinking games as it were. Raxin replies to the offer. Someone has already attempted to relieve me of my coin illegitimately tonight, I do not plan on losing it in a bet. Raxin will sip his current ale until it is gone, listening to the remainder of the group and weighing a few options.
“Very well... suit yourselves... let’s just have another friendly round then.” Roma says as he motions to one of his men to go get another round.
The man returns shortly with a small barrel.
“You simply must try this... it is local Blackberry Brandy... an expensive commodity... But, one of the reasons we stop in this town on our journey actually. The halfling folk certainly know how to make it well.”
Roma stands up and pours a cup of syrupy dark purple liquid into cups for you all then subsequently hands them out with a genuinely warm smile across ”Please do enjoy... I wish to share this secret.. consider it a gift from one traveler to another.”
"Brandy made from the juice of blackberry? Sounds like a potion to make me more merry. Drink it I shall, as sweet as it may be. I don't care how it tastes, so long as it's free."
Shake downs the brandy and chokes slightly on it's viscous texture.
Miranda the brandy smells intoxicatingly sweet. You watch as Shake gulps it down.
Shake the taste is harsh at first and burns your throat slightly, but it is immediately followed by a surprisingly sugary finish. The corners of your mouth are left stained a beautiful lilac color. Your cheeks grow rosy and your head spins for a split second, but the feeling passes and you feel quite nice afterwards — your body temperature having risen slightly against the cool fall evening.
Raxin believes this to be a trap. (Rolling if needed)17 (no mods)
(Knowing Fen it was a DC 25 because he is stuffing us in the death house after this)
Esma looks at you with a sweet smile and says, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like to drink? I should be offended if you refuse,” she finishes with a mock hurt look.
Tamsyn will raise the glass and sniff the brandy. Not wanting to be rude, she'll go ahead and take a sip then set the glass down next to the half-finished ale Minion had brought her earlier. "Very generous, thank you."
Fintan will take the offered drink with a nod of thanks. She sniffs it first before taking a cautious sip. The hit is confronting but the aftertaste is well worth it and she continues to drink until her cup is empty.
Raxin believes this to be a trap. (Rolling if needed)17 (no mods)
(Knowing Fen it was a DC 25 because he is stuffing us in the death house after this)
Esma looks at you with a sweet smile and says, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like to drink? I should be offended if you refuse,” she finishes with a mock hurt look.
Lets treat this as business dealing then so you can understand my predicament. I know you not and you offer us all drinks from a "special" vintage for free. I see you nor your friends have had any, what am I supposed to think?
Raxin believes this to be a trap. (Rolling if needed)17 (no mods)
(Knowing Fen it was a DC 25 because he is stuffing us in the death house after this)
Esma looks at you with a sweet smile and says, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like to drink? I should be offended if you refuse,” she finishes with a mock hurt look.
Lets treat this as business dealing then so you can understand my predicament. I know you not and you offer us all drinks from a "special" vintage for free. I see you nor your friends have had any, what am I supposed to think?
“Woah now... I’m not sure I like your connotations friend. I’ll gladly partake... I merely offered you all a drink first out of courtesy,” Roma says as he pours himself a glass then downs it. He sets the cup upside down on the table to show you it has been emptied.
”See... no harm intended friend... I merely approached you because you are not from around here... like us” he says with open hands in front of him.
Raxin will slowly drink half of his drink, enjoying it. I do not make friends easy, but I do appreciate this drink. It is very...different. In a good sense.
Glad of the fresh ale, Fintan relaxes. Though she remains intrigued by Raxin. As the troupe join them and ask for their names, she leans forward to shake hands. "Fintan," she says simply then nods to her hawk as he nips at the cinnamon stick in her hair. "And Ersatz. We like to travel and make some coin along the way."
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" I did see the wings very peculiar... Oh a person amune to your charm who would have thought laughingly"
Gabe will follow her over towards the others, but he is going to stay on guard and just continue to watch his surroundings
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“Thank you all for the complements — they are much appreciated... though a lot of hard work goes into preparing our act... don’t want to lose a hot torch into the crowd now do we?” Roma asks as he looks over to his dark featured female companion.
”Forgive me... I have not introduced my sister yet... this is Esma... And to answer your question.. No, we are not from around here. We’re outlanders — like yourselves — I suppose you could also call us far travelers.”
Esma smiles with a twinkle in her emerald eyes and in an accent as thick as her brothers says, ”I heard mention of coin... how about a little drinking game? Our lot against yours? Say 10 gold buy in per head? Or the equivalent in items would do of course. Winning team takes the lot and doubles their coin!”
I enjoy drink as much as the next man, but I am not inclined to play drinking games as it were. Raxin replies to the offer. Someone has already attempted to relieve me of my coin illegitimately tonight, I do not plan on losing it in a bet. Raxin will sip his current ale until it is gone, listening to the remainder of the group and weighing a few options.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Sorry. Too rich for my blood. Not much of a gambler with a tenday worth of wages.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
“Very well... suit yourselves... let’s just have another friendly round then.” Roma says as he motions to one of his men to go get another round.
The man returns shortly with a small barrel.
“You simply must try this... it is local Blackberry Brandy... an expensive commodity... But, one of the reasons we stop in this town on our journey actually. The halfling folk certainly know how to make it well.”
Roma stands up and pours a cup of syrupy dark purple liquid into cups for you all then subsequently hands them out with a genuinely warm smile across ”Please do enjoy... I wish to share this secret.. consider it a gift from one traveler to another.”
Raxin believes this to be a trap. (Rolling if needed)1 (no mods)
(Knowing Fen it was a DC 25 because he is stuffing us in the death house after this)
Warforged Fighter Talien
{OOC - got to get there first}
Shrugs and smiles.
I'll try most anything at least once.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Shake takes a glass of the brandy,
"Brandy made from the juice of blackberry? Sounds like a potion to make me more merry. Drink it I shall, as sweet as it may be. I don't care how it tastes, so long as it's free."
Shake downs the brandy and chokes slightly on it's viscous texture.
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Miranda the brandy smells intoxicatingly sweet. You watch as Shake gulps it down.
Shake the taste is harsh at first and burns your throat slightly, but it is immediately followed by a surprisingly sugary finish. The corners of your mouth are left stained a beautiful lilac color. Your cheeks grow rosy and your head spins for a split second, but the feeling passes and you feel quite nice afterwards — your body temperature having risen slightly against the cool fall evening.
Esma looks at you with a sweet smile and says, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like to drink? I should be offended if you refuse,” she finishes with a mock hurt look.
Tamsyn will raise the glass and sniff the brandy. Not wanting to be rude, she'll go ahead and take a sip then set the glass down next to the half-finished ale Minion had brought her earlier. "Very generous, thank you."
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Seeing Shake's reaction to throwing it back, Miranda will take the more prudent sipping option.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Fintan will take the offered drink with a nod of thanks. She sniffs it first before taking a cautious sip. The hit is confronting but the aftertaste is well worth it and she continues to drink until her cup is empty.
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Lets treat this as business dealing then so you can understand my predicament. I know you not and you offer us all drinks from a "special" vintage for free. I see you nor your friends have had any, what am I supposed to think?
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“Woah now... I’m not sure I like your connotations friend. I’ll gladly partake... I merely offered you all a drink first out of courtesy,” Roma says as he pours himself a glass then downs it. He sets the cup upside down on the table to show you it has been emptied.
”See... no harm intended friend... I merely approached you because you are not from around here... like us” he says with open hands in front of him.
To Roma and Esma
Smoooth.
Soto voce, aside to Tamsyn
Boy, he's a stick in the mud, isn't he. Wouldn't dance earlier, now he's getting shirty about an offered drink.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Raxin will slowly drink half of his drink, enjoying it. I do not make friends easy, but I do appreciate this drink. It is very...different. In a good sense.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Tamsyn nods and raises one shoulder in a shrug, murmuring back to Miranda. "Maybe he's got a reason to be cautious? Or maybe he's just boring."
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To Tamsyn
Ón áit a ndéanann tú col ceathrar a cheile?
translation from Elven
From where do you hail cousin?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus