With a mix of excitement and anxiety, the purple-skinned tiefling approaches the Bow's End Tavern. There would of course be soo many people milling about eventually but fortunately he felt quite safe now with his kind and caring floor mates that allowed him to relax somewhat even if the environment still was a quite challenging one for him. As he sees the student wait staff inside he gathers courage and tries to step inside.
Guardok pulls out his maracas and grins at Mei, "I have my flute as well". He looks a little sheepish when she suggests he a jack of all trades, "I have the idea to incorporate a sword dance act into the circus, but in order for it to be interesting enough, it needs to contain some cool magical effects. I have never actually been in a battle or duel, but I do know how to use my weapons in theory. I expect you do well enough with your magic not to need weapons anyway, Mei".
"Oh look, there it is. The Bow's End Tavern", he says excitedly, following Malvyn and giving him a flamboyant bow in response to him holding the door.
He moves to stand beside his friend as they ask about food and entertainment.
Malvyn finds just one impediment to his attempt to hold the door open for everyone - it's locked! But just as soon as he tries the door a thin young man comes over from where he was speaking with the others and pushes the door open. "Sorry, we hadn't quite opened yet. But suppose it's close enough. Come on in!" You can see the place is completely empty, save for those that appear to be staff. Most are huddled around what must be a servers' station (E3). As the Tiefling asks his question he says, "You can sit wherever." He motions towards the numerous tables throughout the space. "Down there," he points to an area further into the tavern and down a couple of steps (E4), "that's usually reserved as a bit of a quieter space." He grins, "Not that it matters much right now!" He then glances back towards the kitchen area (E6). "You'll have to give us a few moments for the kitchen to get started, but I'm sure it won't be long. We can get you all some drinks if you like?"
"And yea, we have some music later. Think starting at 7," he adds as he waits to see if anyone wanted something to drink to start.
Mei's eyes grow wide as she looks around the inside of the tavern, just what she imagined a tavern would look like--if not cleaner and quieter. She wanders forward, mystified, then hurries from table to table like a butterfly flitting from flower to flower.
"Where should we sit?" she asks her group, then flits over to the bar to try out a stool. She spins around on it, smile beaming, "At the bar? Ooooh, this feels like being a real adventurer! 'They met in a tavern...'" The stool tips precariously up onto two legs as her balance is off and she squeaks before it clatters back down on all fours.
"Does the Bow's End have any, um... drink specialties?" she asks of the student waiter. "I suppose grog would be the classic choice. Oh, I'm Mei by the way!" The wizard hops down from the stool to offer her hand to the thin young man. She does love that people shake hands here. "Sorry we're so early."
((Does she see any area for darts or the like? Does the only stage seem to be the one out in E1?))
"You pick a seat Mei, anywhere is fine with me", Guardok says as he looks around as well. When she heads to the bar stool and almost tips, he can't help but chuckle a little. "That looks fun", he says and begins to climb up onto the bar stool next to Mei.
"Hey Mal, Knap! Come join us", he says as he looks around for a food and drink menu.
"You know, I heard mead is nice. I hope they have that".
The purple-skinned tiefling feels a smile tug at his lips as he watches Mei flit about the place, a brief expression of worry on his face as she seems about to fall of it. Waiting for the purple-haired girl to place her order, Malvyn instead looks around for a list of drinks at the bar, hoping to find some wine there, hoping he doesn't seem too inexperienced with visiting a tavern. A quiet place to sit sounded good to him but they would also want to see the performance later of course.
Chara, being a good student, is going to go ahead and settle in for the night rather than risk a hangover on her first day of class by going to the tavern. Right after raining holy fire upon every piece of furniture in the room to check for mimics, that is.
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After stepping closer to carefully study what beverages are offered at the tavern, the purple-skinned tiefling joins Guardok and Mei, a bit awkwardly climbing up on the bar stool on the other side of the purple-haired girl. "Wine please." He says, trying to sound confident, like it wasn't the first time he ordered anything in a tavern, feeling quite awkward at first on the bar stool but soon relaxing a bit as he leans slightly over the bar, looking over at his floor mates with a smile. "Well, I suppose we are adventurers now in a sense..." He says, picking up what Mei mentioned earlier. "...and with monsters evidently roaming all over campus I can only assume we will become full-fledged heroes in time." He adds with a small chuckle.
Knap lands his rump on a bar stool. “Ooo they have my drink! Peach Fizz for me, thanks. Oh, and bread,” Knap says with some bravado as if he’d patronised many a tavern before. Though in truth he’d only been once or twice with his uncle when he first came of age and before things got complicated at his old pond home.
“I don’t’ think I have a serenade in me tonight, Malvyn. Gotta keep my voice clear and strong to answer all the questions not wrong tomorrow in class.”
“Hey I got a joke instead: A satyr, tiefling, a human and an earth genasi walk into a bar …”
"Hm, no mead. I guess I'll take a cider and some vegetable stew. And some bread too please", Guardok orders after perusing the menu. He then turns around on his stool so he can watch for any other patrons entering.
"Everyone told me coming here would be an adventure, but I don't think they meant in the monster hunter / hero kind of way", he says to Malvyn with a chuckle.
"It would be nice to feel like heroes, right?" Mei says, eyes crinkling as she tilts her head in smiling agreement. "N-Not that I'm hoping more monsters will attack or anything! One not-really-a-mimic is plenty."
To the waiter, whom she now wonders if it was strange to introduce herself to, the petite wizard requests with confidence, "I'll take a Loxodon-sized ale, please! But, um, I'm just curious, what's a Frost Fire? The sounds like quite a fun oxymoron for a drink."
As she waits for the thin young man to answer, she leans forward to look at Knapp, waiting with bated breath for the punchline.
“The bartender says to them ‘we don’t serve your kind here.’ To which the earth genasi replies ‘well that’s a rocky start to our adventure.’” Knap lifts his top hat and scratches his head trying to remember the rest of the joke. “I can remember the rest after a peach fizz.”
Malvyn gives the satyr a small smile. He wasn't sure but he hoped they wouldn't be severely tested during the first day of classes, or did he miss any instructions on preparations. "Saving yourself for tomorrow then? Famous last words from a satyr that just ordered a drink at a tavern with an empty stage." He says with a smile and a wink at his room mate, hoping the satyr wasn't sensetive about what was said about his fairly frivolous and revelous kin.
As the other orders Malvyn raises an eyebrow over the size of Mei's drink compared to her petite body, a brief hint of worry in his fiery red eyes again. He then complements his own order with the Roast Fowl, then eagerly awaiting the rest of Knap's joke.
As the satyr has finished his joke, or what he remembers of it at least, Malvyn finds himself chuckling at it. Even though word puns really wasn't his cup of tea there was something endearing about his room mate, and he found himself apprecieting the satyr's simple ways as they made him relax and feel comfortable in his quite non-judgemental presence.
Guardok chuckles at the reference to the earth genasi and rocky.
"Ooh, I know. Then the Satyr says to the bartender, 'But we've heard you make the best drinks in all the land. That you haven't lived until you have tasted them'. And the bartender replies, 'Stop fauning over me!'", he adds excitedly.
Mei hides a burst of laughter behind her hands. "Oh! Oh, I've got one!" Mei straightens and makes a sweeping gesture over the table. "To which... the tiefling chimes in, 'Fine, I'll just have a chai, then.' But when the bartender places it in front of him, he throws it across the room. When the others are shocked he shrugs and says, 'What? I'm a tea-fling.'" Mei giggles at her own pun and looks at the others expectantly. "Get it? Tea.Fling?"
Well, it was either that or she made a joke about satyrs and tieflings being horn----.... nevermind.
Drunk on Guardok’s pun, Knap laughs delighted. “That’s it!”
Responding to Malvyn, but also announcing to the group in a tone that suggests he were an educator of the finer points of high culture, Knap says
“Don’t need booze to boogie, but yes us fauny folk like the ritual aspects of drink and dance. The Elder-kin of my clan would sometimes take the shape of large beasts and gorge on fermented fruits. They’d get tipsy and commune with ancient spirits of the land.”
Malvyn keeps chuckling as both Guardok and Mei adds to the joke but then realizing they might expect him to contribute too. With word puns not quite being his forte he decides the humane thing would be to spare his floor mates any attempts to word pun about the human in the group. With a small amused smile he wonders how many drinks it would take to bring out the horn jokes, not that he minded them, well, in this pleasant company at least.
"Be sure to tell us tomorrow what the ancient spirits of the land have communed to you tonight then my friend." The purple-skinned tiefling says to Knap with a playful smile. "I'm sorry Knap, I guess I am just envious of your fine kin, revelry was never a significant part of my life." He adds with an apologetic smile.
Mei's laughter quiets as Malvyn mentions his inexperience with celebration--remembering the tragic story of his life he'd shared with them the night before. "I think, between the lot of us, we can fix that," she offers, trying to give him a reassuring tap to his shoe beneath the table but her short legs can't reach. "I-If you want! I know we're here to study first and foremost, but... well..." she drums her fingers on the table then straightens to declare brightly, "Why can't we do both? I'm going to try and say 'yes' to as much as I can this year! Get the full university experience!"
"Is there anything in particular you want to try while you're here that you haven't yet?" she looks at the others, opening the question to the table.
The waiter had replied to Mei's introduction saying, "Well, I'm Ven. The Frost Fire is a special concoction we came up with here. It's a pure white drink made with lots of slushy ice. But it has a fiery spicey warm kick to it when you drink it." With everyone having made their orders, he repeats, "Wine, cider, ale, and a Peach Fizz. Some bread and a vegetable soup also. We should have that right up in a moment."
As you wait for the drinks and chat, another few groups of students wander in. They take various tables, none of them particularly close to where you had sat by the bar. In no time you have your drinks, though it's about 15 minutes to get the food.
With a mix of excitement and anxiety, the purple-skinned tiefling approaches the Bow's End Tavern. There would of course be soo many people milling about eventually but fortunately he felt quite safe now with his kind and caring floor mates that allowed him to relax somewhat even if the environment still was a quite challenging one for him. As he sees the student wait staff inside he gathers courage and tries to step inside.
Guardok pulls out his maracas and grins at Mei, "I have my flute as well". He looks a little sheepish when she suggests he a jack of all trades, "I have the idea to incorporate a sword dance act into the circus, but in order for it to be interesting enough, it needs to contain some cool magical effects. I have never actually been in a battle or duel, but I do know how to use my weapons in theory. I expect you do well enough with your magic not to need weapons anyway, Mei".
"Oh look, there it is. The Bow's End Tavern", he says excitedly, following Malvyn and giving him a flamboyant bow in response to him holding the door.
He moves to stand beside his friend as they ask about food and entertainment.
Malvyn finds just one impediment to his attempt to hold the door open for everyone - it's locked! But just as soon as he tries the door a thin young man comes over from where he was speaking with the others and pushes the door open. "Sorry, we hadn't quite opened yet. But suppose it's close enough. Come on in!" You can see the place is completely empty, save for those that appear to be staff. Most are huddled around what must be a servers' station (E3). As the Tiefling asks his question he says, "You can sit wherever." He motions towards the numerous tables throughout the space. "Down there," he points to an area further into the tavern and down a couple of steps (E4), "that's usually reserved as a bit of a quieter space." He grins, "Not that it matters much right now!" He then glances back towards the kitchen area (E6). "You'll have to give us a few moments for the kitchen to get started, but I'm sure it won't be long. We can get you all some drinks if you like?"
"And yea, we have some music later. Think starting at 7," he adds as he waits to see if anyone wanted something to drink to start.
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
Mei's eyes grow wide as she looks around the inside of the tavern, just what she imagined a tavern would look like--if not cleaner and quieter. She wanders forward, mystified, then hurries from table to table like a butterfly flitting from flower to flower.
"Where should we sit?" she asks her group, then flits over to the bar to try out a stool. She spins around on it, smile beaming, "At the bar? Ooooh, this feels like being a real adventurer! 'They met in a tavern...'" The stool tips precariously up onto two legs as her balance is off and she squeaks before it clatters back down on all fours.
"Does the Bow's End have any, um... drink specialties?" she asks of the student waiter. "I suppose grog would be the classic choice. Oh, I'm Mei by the way!" The wizard hops down from the stool to offer her hand to the thin young man. She does love that people shake hands here. "Sorry we're so early."
((Does she see any area for darts or the like? Does the only stage seem to be the one out in E1?))
"You pick a seat Mei, anywhere is fine with me", Guardok says as he looks around as well. When she heads to the bar stool and almost tips, he can't help but chuckle a little. "That looks fun", he says and begins to climb up onto the bar stool next to Mei.
"Hey Mal, Knap! Come join us", he says as he looks around for a food and drink menu.
"You know, I heard mead is nice. I hope they have that".
The purple-skinned tiefling feels a smile tug at his lips as he watches Mei flit about the place, a brief expression of worry on his face as she seems about to fall of it. Waiting for the purple-haired girl to place her order, Malvyn instead looks around for a list of drinks at the bar, hoping to find some wine there, hoping he doesn't seem too inexperienced with visiting a tavern. A quiet place to sit sounded good to him but they would also want to see the performance later of course.
Chara, being a good student, is going to go ahead and settle in for the night rather than risk a hangover on her first day of class by going to the tavern. Right after raining holy fire upon every piece of furniture in the room to check for mimics, that is.
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You all notice a small board with a list of offerings for the Bow's End Tavern:
Ale/Cider 4cp Bread 1cp
Wine 5cp Stew, Veg. 1sp
Coffee/Tea 1cp Stew, Meat 2sp
Fruit Juice 2cp Rice/Veg. 3sp
Milk 2cp Roast Foul 5sp
SPECIALTY DRINKS
Peach Fizz 8cp
Blue Streak 8cp
Frost Fire 1sp
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer
After stepping closer to carefully study what beverages are offered at the tavern, the purple-skinned tiefling joins Guardok and Mei, a bit awkwardly climbing up on the bar stool on the other side of the purple-haired girl. "Wine please." He says, trying to sound confident, like it wasn't the first time he ordered anything in a tavern, feeling quite awkward at first on the bar stool but soon relaxing a bit as he leans slightly over the bar, looking over at his floor mates with a smile. "Well, I suppose we are adventurers now in a sense..." He says, picking up what Mei mentioned earlier. "...and with monsters evidently roaming all over campus I can only assume we will become full-fledged heroes in time." He adds with a small chuckle.
Knap lands his rump on a bar stool. “Ooo they have my drink! Peach Fizz for me, thanks. Oh, and bread,” Knap says with some bravado as if he’d patronised many a tavern before. Though in truth he’d only been once or twice with his uncle when he first came of age and before things got complicated at his old pond home.
“I don’t’ think I have a serenade in me tonight, Malvyn. Gotta keep my voice clear and strong to answer all the questions not wrong tomorrow in class.”
“Hey I got a joke instead: A satyr, tiefling, a human and an earth genasi walk into a bar …”
"Hm, no mead. I guess I'll take a cider and some vegetable stew. And some bread too please", Guardok orders after perusing the menu. He then turns around on his stool so he can watch for any other patrons entering.
"Everyone told me coming here would be an adventure, but I don't think they meant in the monster hunter / hero kind of way", he says to Malvyn with a chuckle.
Turning to Knap, "I like jokes, what happens?".
"It would be nice to feel like heroes, right?" Mei says, eyes crinkling as she tilts her head in smiling agreement. "N-Not that I'm hoping more monsters will attack or anything! One not-really-a-mimic is plenty."
To the waiter, whom she now wonders if it was strange to introduce herself to, the petite wizard requests with confidence, "I'll take a Loxodon-sized ale, please! But, um, I'm just curious, what's a Frost Fire? The sounds like quite a fun oxymoron for a drink."
As she waits for the thin young man to answer, she leans forward to look at Knapp, waiting with bated breath for the punchline.
“The bartender says to them ‘we don’t serve your kind here.’ To which the earth genasi replies ‘well that’s a rocky start to our adventure.’” Knap lifts his top hat and scratches his head trying to remember the rest of the joke. “I can remember the rest after a peach fizz.”
Malvyn gives the satyr a small smile. He wasn't sure but he hoped they wouldn't be severely tested during the first day of classes, or did he miss any instructions on preparations. "Saving yourself for tomorrow then? Famous last words from a satyr that just ordered a drink at a tavern with an empty stage." He says with a smile and a wink at his room mate, hoping the satyr wasn't sensetive about what was said about his fairly frivolous and revelous kin.
As the other orders Malvyn raises an eyebrow over the size of Mei's drink compared to her petite body, a brief hint of worry in his fiery red eyes again. He then complements his own order with the Roast Fowl, then eagerly awaiting the rest of Knap's joke.
As the satyr has finished his joke, or what he remembers of it at least, Malvyn finds himself chuckling at it. Even though word puns really wasn't his cup of tea there was something endearing about his room mate, and he found himself apprecieting the satyr's simple ways as they made him relax and feel comfortable in his quite non-judgemental presence.
Guardok chuckles at the reference to the earth genasi and rocky.
"Ooh, I know. Then the Satyr says to the bartender, 'But we've heard you make the best drinks in all the land. That you haven't lived until you have tasted them'. And the bartender replies, 'Stop fauning over me!'", he adds excitedly.
Mei hides a burst of laughter behind her hands. "Oh! Oh, I've got one!" Mei straightens and makes a sweeping gesture over the table. "To which... the tiefling chimes in, 'Fine, I'll just have a chai, then.' But when the bartender places it in front of him, he throws it across the room. When the others are shocked he shrugs and says, 'What? I'm a tea-fling.'" Mei giggles at her own pun and looks at the others expectantly. "Get it? Tea. Fling?"
Well, it was either that or she made a joke about satyrs and tieflings being horn----.... nevermind.
Drunk on Guardok’s pun, Knap laughs delighted. “That’s it!”
Responding to Malvyn, but also announcing to the group in a tone that suggests he were an educator of the finer points of high culture, Knap says
“Don’t need booze to boogie, but yes us fauny folk like the ritual aspects of drink and dance. The Elder-kin of my clan would sometimes take the shape of large beasts and gorge on fermented fruits. They’d get tipsy and commune with ancient spirits of the land.”
Malvyn keeps chuckling as both Guardok and Mei adds to the joke but then realizing they might expect him to contribute too. With word puns not quite being his forte he decides the humane thing would be to spare his floor mates any attempts to word pun about the human in the group. With a small amused smile he wonders how many drinks it would take to bring out the horn jokes, not that he minded them, well, in this pleasant company at least.
"Be sure to tell us tomorrow what the ancient spirits of the land have communed to you tonight then my friend." The purple-skinned tiefling says to Knap with a playful smile. "I'm sorry Knap, I guess I am just envious of your fine kin, revelry was never a significant part of my life." He adds with an apologetic smile.
Mei's laughter quiets as Malvyn mentions his inexperience with celebration--remembering the tragic story of his life he'd shared with them the night before. "I think, between the lot of us, we can fix that," she offers, trying to give him a reassuring tap to his shoe beneath the table but her short legs can't reach. "I-If you want! I know we're here to study first and foremost, but... well..." she drums her fingers on the table then straightens to declare brightly, "Why can't we do both? I'm going to try and say 'yes' to as much as I can this year! Get the full university experience!"
"Is there anything in particular you want to try while you're here that you haven't yet?" she looks at the others, opening the question to the table.
The waiter had replied to Mei's introduction saying, "Well, I'm Ven. The Frost Fire is a special concoction we came up with here. It's a pure white drink made with lots of slushy ice. But it has a fiery spicey warm kick to it when you drink it." With everyone having made their orders, he repeats, "Wine, cider, ale, and a Peach Fizz. Some bread and a vegetable soup also. We should have that right up in a moment."
As you wait for the drinks and chat, another few groups of students wander in. They take various tables, none of them particularly close to where you had sat by the bar. In no time you have your drinks, though it's about 15 minutes to get the food.
Rabbit Sebrica, Sorcerer || Skarai, Monk || Lokilia Vaelphin, Druid || Liivi Orav, Barbarian || Vanizi, Warlock || Britari / Halila Talgeta / Jesa Gumovi || Neital Rhessil, Wizard
Iromae Quinaea, Cleric || Roxana Raincrest, Rogue || Meira Dheran, Rogue || Qirynna Thadri, Wizard || Crisaryn Melkial, Sorcerer