Slider nods and smiles. " That is they best answer. I'm not one though stay in one place. I tend to move on as trouble always seems to find me. Luckily I can take care most of the trouble. Though that troll may have been a issue but with everyone's help, it was taken down. "
Now he looks to the tifling as he seems already into the booze. Nothing towards him but then looking away. " food, that is what i need now. "
"Well, hun, we've got plenty to offer. From the traditional bar snacks to things like Behemoth steaks." Ragella tells Silder. "Sloth's on the case in the kitchen, though she's more inclined to make sweet things than other types. Just make sure she doesn't substitute your salt with sugar." She gives Silder a wink.
A bald dwarf with a very slightly singed right eyebrow and similarly scorched blond beard walks in wearing a shiny new suit of chainmail. He tugs at the neck of his armor, then waives to the barmaid. "I'll have some Foamtankard's Ale," he says, knowing full well that no such thing yet exists. "Biggest mug you have."
Slider contemplates and then grinds. " Behemoth steaks, sounds delicious. I'll take a order of that, with some sweet pastries on the side. I've worked up a mighty appetite. Oh and if the beautiful lady beside me wants something, please let me pay. She was most helpful taking down the troll. "
Ragella nods. "Well there's these circular pasty things she does with delicious sweet berries." She mentions. "Can't remember what she called them, but they are the best. They're a silver for a couple, and the steak will be with sauces and garden veg if you want, five silver." As the dwarf sits down, she leans forward. "Hey handsome, you sure you don't want it in a tankard, as its name suggests?" She teases, going to get the drink readied.
Nia collects some of the troll blood. It has a strange almost luminescent glow to it as she stows it away...
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Onyx Finishes his meal and drink, leaning over the bar a little towards the window where Sloth is and calls out, "Hey Sloth my compliments to you that meal was the best I've had in a long while!" After that, he stands and heads towards the dart board on the opposite side of the room, opening the wooden cabinet and taking three darts from their resting spot, looks to see if there is a line carved or drawn on the floor to represent the throwing line. and will pace out the 7ft. takes aim and throws the first dart towards the board.
"Mug, tankard, bucket, it all tastes just as good," the dwarf says with a wink. "Erias Foamtankard at your service - smith, cleric, and brewer... ordinaire, for the moment."
Ragella smiles. "Charmed." She chuckles as she passes the tankard of ale over to Erias. She looks over the shoulder of the dwarf while scribbling the order down for Ana. "Not bad." She calls to Onyx. "You know, there's a dart night every other week. You should turn up for that, you'd do quite well."
Side Room
Arnold leads the black dragonborn through and into a separate room. "Very well, we shall start with the basics; name?"
Ragella looks to Onyx, "Sometimes. I think the next one has a five gold entry and the winner takes the pot. I don't technically manage them, it's more of a gentleman's agreement rather than an actual club."She slides the gold from Sildar behind the counter into the coffers, giving a nod. "A pleasure, hun."She says, going to get the next round ready.
Side Room
Arnold gestures for Dark Wing to sit on a large chair within the room. There are several small paintings in this room with different landscapes of varying types, lining the perimeter. Arnold paces a couple of times. "So tell me, Mr. Dark Wing, what sort of capabilities do you have? The Rest In The Quest does have some high demands within its staff. You may have missed it earlier, but a troll did decide to wander in from somewhere, we need to know our staff know how to take care of themselves as well as the staff."
Ragella smirks. "If you forgive the laymen's name, then this little cocktail can always be useful."She says, opening the large tome of alchemixology on the bar. She then leans over to Nia. "Nia, hun, if you head upstairs to the supplies closet there should be a pair of brooms leaning by a shelf. Right next to them is a small wooden box; could you bring it down for me?"
The Whore's Breakfast
Created by the alchemists on the Northern Ports of the Isle of Corona, this drink was made for the ladies of the night after a long work shift. Specially crafted with the essences used within curative potions, alongside the caffeine boost of the coffee bean, this shot provides a protection from poison and lesser restoration (disease) to the consumer. For the first time user, the sobriety can hit quite hard, sometimes leaving what has been dubbed the "whore's hangover".
Slider nods and smiles. " That is they best answer. I'm not one though stay in one place. I tend to move on as trouble always seems to find me. Luckily I can take care most of the trouble. Though that troll may have been a issue but with everyone's help, it was taken down. "
Now he looks to the tifling as he seems already into the booze. Nothing towards him but then looking away. " food, that is what i need now. "
Main Hall
"Well, hun, we've got plenty to offer. From the traditional bar snacks to things like Behemoth steaks." Ragella tells Silder. "Sloth's on the case in the kitchen, though she's more inclined to make sweet things than other types. Just make sure she doesn't substitute your salt with sugar." She gives Silder a wink.
"Sweet things you say?" Ana perks up, "What would you recommend?"
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
Main Hall
Rag turns her attention to Ana. "Oh yes, she has a wonderful assortment of cakes, biscuits, muffins, chocolates, you name it, our Sloth can make it."
Ana ponders the apparently limitless options, "How about some kind of sweet pastry?"
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
A bald dwarf with a very slightly singed right eyebrow and similarly scorched blond beard walks in wearing a shiny new suit of chainmail. He tugs at the neck of his armor, then waives to the barmaid. "I'll have some Foamtankard's Ale," he says, knowing full well that no such thing yet exists. "Biggest mug you have."
Slider contemplates and then grinds. " Behemoth steaks, sounds delicious. I'll take a order of that, with some sweet pastries on the side. I've worked up a mighty appetite. Oh and if the beautiful lady beside me wants something, please let me pay. She was most helpful taking down the troll. "
Nia goes to the rug and begin cleaning it, her fingers waves and grasps the air as it drawing out the blood out from it and contain it into a bottle.
'' this will come useful... '' she say quietly and mumble and put the bottle into her bag, she looks at the guests as the brush the floor lightly.
'The Life Is What You Create. Dreams can become Manifested when you REALLY do them! Stay Authentic!'
DM: Spires of Darken Stars(Long Term)
Main Hall
Ragella nods. "Well there's these circular pasty things she does with delicious sweet berries." She mentions. "Can't remember what she called them, but they are the best. They're a silver for a couple, and the steak will be with sauces and garden veg if you want, five silver." As the dwarf sits down, she leans forward. "Hey handsome, you sure you don't want it in a tankard, as its name suggests?" She teases, going to get the drink readied.
Nia collects some of the troll blood. It has a strange almost luminescent glow to it as she stows it away...
Ana nods, "Those sound good."
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
Onyx Finishes his meal and drink, leaning over the bar a little towards the window where Sloth is and calls out, "Hey Sloth my compliments to you that meal was the best I've had in a long while!" After that, he stands and heads towards the dart board on the opposite side of the room, opening the wooden cabinet and taking three darts from their resting spot, looks to see if there is a line carved or drawn on the floor to represent the throwing line. and will pace out the 7ft. takes aim and throws the first dart towards the board.
Rolling an attack roll with the Dart 9
*edit should probably throw the other 2
2nd Dart 22
3rd Dart 25
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
"Mug, tankard, bucket, it all tastes just as good," the dwarf says with a wink. "Erias Foamtankard at your service - smith, cleric, and brewer... ordinaire, for the moment."
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Main Hall
Ragella smiles. "Charmed." She chuckles as she passes the tankard of ale over to Erias. She looks over the shoulder of the dwarf while scribbling the order down for Ana. "Not bad." She calls to Onyx. "You know, there's a dart night every other week. You should turn up for that, you'd do quite well."
Side Room
Arnold leads the black dragonborn through and into a separate room. "Very well, we shall start with the basics; name?"
The dragon born says to Arnold "My name is Dark wing and I have come here for a well-paying job I can use while I stay here."
Onyx nods his head, pleased with his skill, acknowledges rags statement, "I may just join. Any coin involved? Prizes?"
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
"Great, here you go. " As Slider slides over around 4 gold. " Plus, another drink for the lady. "
Then he nos to the dwarf in greeting but then drinks from his glass. Taking in the taste but at least is a form of good tasting beverage.
Main Room
Ragella looks to Onyx, "Sometimes. I think the next one has a five gold entry and the winner takes the pot. I don't technically manage them, it's more of a gentleman's agreement rather than an actual club." She slides the gold from Sildar behind the counter into the coffers, giving a nod. "A pleasure, hun." She says, going to get the next round ready.
Side Room
Arnold gestures for Dark Wing to sit on a large chair within the room. There are several small paintings in this room with different landscapes of varying types, lining the perimeter. Arnold paces a couple of times. "So tell me, Mr. Dark Wing, what sort of capabilities do you have? The Rest In The Quest does have some high demands within its staff. You may have missed it earlier, but a troll did decide to wander in from somewhere, we need to know our staff know how to take care of themselves as well as the staff."
The maid Nia humming to herself while dusting the floor, keeping a keen-eye on the guests.
'The Life Is What You Create. Dreams can become Manifested when you REALLY do them! Stay Authentic!'
DM: Spires of Darken Stars(Long Term)
Ana smirks at Slider, "You know, one might think you are trying to get me drunk."
"No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow"
"No power in the 'verse can stop me"
Main Room
Ragella smirks. "If you forgive the laymen's name, then this little cocktail can always be useful." She says, opening the large tome of alchemixology on the bar. She then leans over to Nia. "Nia, hun, if you head upstairs to the supplies closet there should be a pair of brooms leaning by a shelf. Right next to them is a small wooden box; could you bring it down for me?"