With great delight at the delicious wine, Luce looks for some cups to share a drink with his traveling companions. “This really is our lucky day” he says while pouring. “First we get saved from our captivity by a mysterious magical stranger, and now we find one of the finest bottles I’ve ever tasted! Quite a nice change from how the day started.”
xadian grins, grabbing a cup (as stated by tron on the other page) and offers it "sounds delightful, if i may also have some? unless your planning on keeping it all to yourself"
“Please everyone that wills shall drink to our escape! A fine wine is meant to be shared.” Luce fills cups for all and sets them on the bar for anyone to take.
Bromm takes a glass of the wine and raises it is a toast "I can drink to our escape." He takes a long deep drink "I've had stronger Dwarven mead, but nothing quiet as smooth as this"
He makes hiw way to the hearth and begins to build a small fire to lighten up the place "Nothing beats a good drink and a cozy fire"
With great delight at the delicious wine, Luce looks for some cups to share a drink with his traveling companions. “This really is our lucky day” he says while pouring. “First we get saved from our captivity by a mysterious magical stranger, and now we find one of the finest bottles I’ve ever tasted! Quite a nice change from how the day started.”
xadian grins, grabbing a cup (as stated by tron on the other page) and offers it "sounds delightful, if i may also have some? unless your planning on keeping it all to yourself"
“Please everyone that wills shall drink to our escape! A fine wine is meant to be shared.” Luce fills cups for all and sets them on the bar for anyone to take.
Bromm takes a glass of the wine and raises it is a toast "I can drink to our escape." He takes a long deep drink "I've had stronger Dwarven mead, but nothing quiet as smooth as this"
He makes hiw way to the hearth and begins to build a small fire to lighten up the place "Nothing beats a good drink and a cozy fire"
xadain glanced over, waiting till he had finished building it up "allow me" he flicked his hand and (whatever he found to make the fire) erupted in flame (presditigitation) and then he did so again, and the fire grew higher, not out of control, just larger than would normaly be able (thurmaturgy)
With great delight at the delicious wine, Luce looks for some cups to share a drink with his traveling companions. “This really is our lucky day” he says while pouring. “First we get saved from our captivity by a mysterious magical stranger, and now we find one of the finest bottles I’ve ever tasted! Quite a nice change from how the day started.”
xadian grins, grabbing a cup (as stated by tron on the other page) and offers it "sounds delightful, if i may also have some? unless your planning on keeping it all to yourself"
“Please everyone that wills shall drink to our escape! A fine wine is meant to be shared.” Luce fills cups for all and sets them on the bar for anyone to take.
Bromm takes a glass of the wine and raises it is a toast "I can drink to our escape." He takes a long deep drink "I've had stronger Dwarven mead, but nothing quiet as smooth as this"
He makes hiw way to the hearth and begins to build a small fire to lighten up the place "Nothing beats a good drink and a cozy fire"
xadain glanced over, waiting till he had finished building it up "allow me" he flicked his hand and (whatever he found to make the fire) erupted in flame (presditigitation) and then he did so again, and the fire grew higher, not out of control, just larger than would normaly be able (thurmaturgy)
He holds his tinder box in his watching the fire catch thanks to Xander "Thanks for the help, I can manipulate the flames" he changes the color of the flames to blue and back to normal (using Thurmaturgy) "I am not gifted in starting fires"
With great delight at the delicious wine, Luce looks for some cups to share a drink with his traveling companions. “This really is our lucky day” he says while pouring. “First we get saved from our captivity by a mysterious magical stranger, and now we find one of the finest bottles I’ve ever tasted! Quite a nice change from how the day started.”
xadian grins, grabbing a cup (as stated by tron on the other page) and offers it "sounds delightful, if i may also have some? unless your planning on keeping it all to yourself"
“Please everyone that wills shall drink to our escape! A fine wine is meant to be shared.” Luce fills cups for all and sets them on the bar for anyone to take.
Bromm takes a glass of the wine and raises it is a toast "I can drink to our escape." He takes a long deep drink "I've had stronger Dwarven mead, but nothing quiet as smooth as this"
He makes hiw way to the hearth and begins to build a small fire to lighten up the place "Nothing beats a good drink and a cozy fire"
xadain glanced over, waiting till he had finished building it up "allow me" he flicked his hand and (whatever he found to make the fire) erupted in flame (presditigitation) and then he did so again, and the fire grew higher, not out of control, just larger than would normaly be able (thurmaturgy)
He holds his tinder box in his watching the fire catch thanks to Xander "Thanks for the help, I can manipulate the flames" he changes the color of the flames to blue and back to normal (using Thurmaturgy) "I am not gifted in starting fires"
"no problem, i have gifts in both," he waved a hand, and thr fire flaired green before returning to normal
Luce takes his cup( and brings the bottle) then wanders over towards the hearth and leans a chair against the wall to take a seat. He prefers having his back to a wall and eyes on the room. “So who do we think put that fellow in the box? You don’t suppose it was the same mage that stopped the time back there. While I am glad to find this fine drink I wonder if this is the best place for us to hold up for long.
Luce takes his cup( and brings the bottle) then wanders over towards the hearth and leans a chair against the wall to take a seat. He prefers having his back to a wall and eyes on the room. “So who do we think put that fellow in the box? You don’t suppose it was the same mage that stopped the time back there. While I am glad to find this fine drink I wonder if this is the best place for us to hold up for long.
"not sure hes even alive" he resumes playing, though quieter
"Well bring him a bit closer and see what happens when he thaws out little, in the mean time I say we just hold up here for the night, at lest there is drink and fire and shelter."
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xadian shrugs "fealt wrong to leave em." he pulled out his fiddle and tuned it before playing (livey tune i guess)
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LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
Bromm takes a glass of the wine and raises it is a toast "I can drink to our escape." He takes a long deep drink "I've had stronger Dwarven mead, but nothing quiet as smooth as this"
He makes hiw way to the hearth and begins to build a small fire to lighten up the place "Nothing beats a good drink and a cozy fire"
xadain glanced over, waiting till he had finished building it up "allow me" he flicked his hand and (whatever he found to make the fire) erupted in flame (presditigitation) and then he did so again, and the fire grew higher, not out of control, just larger than would normaly be able (thurmaturgy)
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
He holds his tinder box in his watching the fire catch thanks to Xander "Thanks for the help, I can manipulate the flames" he changes the color of the flames to blue and back to normal (using Thurmaturgy) "I am not gifted in starting fires"
"no problem, i have gifts in both," he waved a hand, and thr fire flaired green before returning to normal
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
Luce takes his cup( and brings the bottle) then wanders over towards the hearth and leans a chair against the wall to take a seat. He prefers having his back to a wall and eyes on the room. “So who do we think put that fellow in the box? You don’t suppose it was the same mage that stopped the time back there. While I am glad to find this fine drink I wonder if this is the best place for us to hold up for long.
"not sure hes even alive" he resumes playing, though quieter
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
"Well bring him a bit closer and see what happens when he thaws out little, in the mean time I say we just hold up here for the night, at lest there is drink and fire and shelter."