"Okay, Mister Yohan." He pets Bread, hugging him tightly. Bread escapes the hug looking very annoyed, and licks at the chicken saucer.
Yohan chucks Bread stone more chicken and pieces a steak and ale pie in front of the kid. "Where have you been sleeping these past few nights?"
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
"I see... Do you remember your home address at least?"
"Okay, Mister Yohan." He pets Bread, hugging him tightly. Bread escapes the hug looking very annoyed, and licks at the chicken saucer.
Yohan chucks Bread stone more chicken and pieces a steak and ale pie in front of the kid. "Where have you been sleeping these past few nights?"
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
"I see... Do you remember your home address at least?"
He shakes his head. "Mama and pa didn't get a house yet."
"Okay, Mister Yohan." He pets Bread, hugging him tightly. Bread escapes the hug looking very annoyed, and licks at the chicken saucer.
Yohan chucks Bread stone more chicken and pieces a steak and ale pie in front of the kid. "Where have you been sleeping these past few nights?"
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
"I see... Do you remember your home address at least?"
He shakes his head. "Mama and pa didn't get a house yet."
"Okay, Mister Yohan." He pets Bread, hugging him tightly. Bread escapes the hug looking very annoyed, and licks at the chicken saucer.
Yohan chucks Bread stone more chicken and pieces a steak and ale pie in front of the kid. "Where have you been sleeping these past few nights?"
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
"I see... Do you remember your home address at least?"
He shakes his head. "Mama and pa didn't get a house yet."
"So where did they live?"
"They were renting Mr. Abeln's house. Or a little bit of it. He made us cookies."
"Okay, Mister Yohan." He pets Bread, hugging him tightly. Bread escapes the hug looking very annoyed, and licks at the chicken saucer.
Yohan chucks Bread stone more chicken and pieces a steak and ale pie in front of the kid. "Where have you been sleeping these past few nights?"
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
"I see... Do you remember your home address at least?"
He shakes his head. "Mama and pa didn't get a house yet."
"So where did they live?"
"They were renting Mr. Abeln's house. Or a little bit of it. He made us cookies."
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
" Hmmmm well that doesn't seem exactly suitable for a child. You come stay with me and Katarina for as long as you need, okay? Oh, and what are your parents called? "
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
" Hmmmm well that doesn't seem exactly suitable for a child. You come stay with me and Katarina for as long as you need, okay? Oh, and what are your parents called? "
He thinks for a moment. "My Mama is (weird elk noise) and my pa is (flute noise)."
"Okay, Mister Yohan." He pets Bread, hugging him tightly. Bread escapes the hug looking very annoyed, and licks at the chicken saucer.
Yohan chucks Bread stone more chicken and pieces a steak and ale pie in front of the kid. "Where have you been sleeping these past few nights?"
"There. . .there was a girl who let me sleep on their couch for three-ish. . .four-ish days but something happened to her gramma, so she went away. An'. . .and then me and Bread slept out there." He points to a relatively clean alley you can see from the window.
"I see... Do you remember your home address at least?"
He shakes his head. "Mama and pa didn't get a house yet."
"So where did they live?"
"They were renting Mr. Abeln's house. Or a little bit of it. He made us cookies."
"I see... Where is this Mr. Abeln?"
"I think his house is. . .somewhere. . .over there. (He points vaguely out the window) One of those houses behind those ones. Or maybe. . .behind those ones too. But it's over there, and he has---a welcome mat and he just cut the grass on his yard, and he has a tiny white dog that barks a lot and has funny eyebrows. He likes to sit on the porch, too, with his dog. And the house is gray."
A half-elf shrouded in a heavy green cloak is wandering the street. A bow is slung over his back along with a quiver of arrows.
Katarina, the tall goliath who co-owns this place is standing outside the inn, catching a breath of sea air. She raises a hand in greeting as the half-elf walks past.
A half-elf shrouded in a heavy green cloak is wandering the street. A bow is slung over his back along with a quiver of arrows.
Katarina, the tall goliath who co-owns this place is standing outside the inn, catching a breath of sea air. She raises a hand in greeting as the half-elf walks past.
The half-elf raises his left arm which has a strange metallic gleam to it. "Hello!"
The half-elf raises his left arm which has a strange metallic gleam to it. "Hello!"
"Heya!" Katarina surveys him and says, "You look like a traveller - you're not looking for someplace to get a meal and a bed, are you? I'm Katarina, by the way."
The half-elf raises his left arm which has a strange metallic gleam to it. "Hello!"
"Heya!" Katarina surveys him and says, "You look like a traveller - you're not looking for someplace to get a meal and a bed, are you? I'm Katarina, by the way."
"As a matter of fact I am. Names Theren, Theren Dostk. Pleasure to meet you Katarina."
"As a matter of fact I am. Names Theren, Theren Dostk. Pleasure to meet you Katarina."
"Theren? I like that name. Well, if it's a place to stay you're looking for, then come on inside and I'll fix you something to eat. What can I get you?"
"As a matter of fact I am. Names Theren, Theren Dostk. Pleasure to meet you Katarina."
"Theren? I like that name. Well, if it's a place to stay you're looking for, then come on inside and I'll fix you something to eat. What can I get you?"
"Thanks. My parents did as well." His facial expression flickers for a second before saying, "Just some coffee please."
"Thanks. My parents did as well." His facial expression flickers for a second before saying, "Just some coffee please."
"You sure? We just did a couple of steak and ale pies - they're on the house of you want one!" Katarina pauses as they go through the door, "So, what brings someone like you to this neck of the woods?"
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"I see... Do you remember your home address at least?"
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He shakes his head. "Mama and pa didn't get a house yet."
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"So where did they live?"
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"They were renting Mr. Abeln's house. Or a little bit of it. He made us cookies."
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
"I see... Where is this Mr. Abeln?"
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"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
" Hmmmm well that doesn't seem exactly suitable for a child. You come stay with me and Katarina for as long as you need, okay? Oh, and what are your parents called? "
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Awesome!*
Chilling kinda vibe.
He thinks for a moment. "My Mama is (weird elk noise) and my pa is (flute noise)."
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
"I think his house is. . .somewhere. . .over there. (He points vaguely out the window) One of those houses behind those ones. Or maybe. . .behind those ones too. But it's over there, and he has---a welcome mat and he just cut the grass on his yard, and he has a tiny white dog that barks a lot and has funny eyebrows. He likes to sit on the porch, too, with his dog. And the house is gray."
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
Yohan attempts to imitate the noises. He sounds like a demented duck. "Okay that was fun! How did I sound?" he asks enthusiastically.
Chilling kinda vibe.
*OOOO*
A half-elf shrouded in a heavy green cloak is wandering the street. A bow is slung over his back along with a quiver of arrows.
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Katarina, the tall goliath who co-owns this place is standing outside the inn, catching a breath of sea air. She raises a hand in greeting as the half-elf walks past.
Chilling kinda vibe.
The half-elf raises his left arm which has a strange metallic gleam to it. "Hello!"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Heya!" Katarina surveys him and says, "You look like a traveller - you're not looking for someplace to get a meal and a bed, are you? I'm Katarina, by the way."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"As a matter of fact I am. Names Theren, Theren Dostk. Pleasure to meet you Katarina."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Theren? I like that name. Well, if it's a place to stay you're looking for, then come on inside and I'll fix you something to eat. What can I get you?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Thanks. My parents did as well." His facial expression flickers for a second before saying, "Just some coffee please."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"You sure? We just did a couple of steak and ale pies - they're on the house of you want one!" Katarina pauses as they go through the door, "So, what brings someone like you to this neck of the woods?"
Chilling kinda vibe.