As you saunter into the Tavern, you can feel a sense of warmth and connection. At the bar you see the Tavern owner a older looking Hill Dwarf, he looks up from the customer he was currently serving, a disgruntled Goblin, and waves his hand for you to come. His voice was deep yet oldy smooth and charismatic.
"Welcome Friend, Welcome to An Teach Tábhairne Scaipthe. Better known as The Scattered Angel Tavern!"
The Scattered Angel Tavern is a Tavern set in my Homebrew world of Na Ríochta Scamaill (The Clouded Realms) A world Surrounded by a deep fog. The Tavern itself is settled into a cave inside of a Mountain, home of the Taverns owner; One Doranud Mudcoat. The Tavern is a one story tavern where the roof reaches around the 8'0 mark. Inside resembles a cliché tavern, the square build, the Chairs and tables, and even has a bard in the corner playing music. Doranud himself is a Retired cleric from the local Church, He mainly talks to customers near the bar whilst having his Son and Daughter, Hungrat and Kidilin Mudcoat, serve customers and collect orders. Hungrat is a wild Dwarven boy of 56, he yearns to explore the great realm but can't bare to tell his father such. Kidilin is the opposite, She wishes to stay in the tavern and one day take over the helm. Overall the family- Er, Sorry that's off topic.
The Rules of the Tavern are labled on the right side of the Tavern.
1. No Fighting within the Tavern, If you wish to brawl gain the other party's permission and step outside.
2. Don't argue within a EARSHOT of me (This was most likely made by Doranud) Take that arguing stuff into private. (PM's)
3. None of the Old uh-...Lets just keep it PG-13 in here folks. Take that other stuff to a private Inn or room. (Any material that involves or leads up to Intercourse must be taken to PM's.)
4. This Tavern is made for those who wish to have a jolly old time, But if the others don't know how you are feeling convey that either IC (Or OOC)
5. Have Fun and Enjoy the Tavern! (Have the name of your favorite Star Wars Character in your first post to confirm you read the rules!)
(If You wish for Locations like how I normally have them in my Threads, you'll have to wait. All you need to know is outside the Tavern is a Open Field. More Locations to come)
(Hopefully this doesn't die.)
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Doranud is currently trying to talk down a rather triggered Goblin customer whilst his kids attempt to find the goblins missing coat. People can easily hear the situation as Doranud is trying to calm it down. "Now Sir, I understand that the Coat is important but Please calm yourself. My children will easily find it." He quietly throws a concerned face to his children who have yet to find the coat. The Goblin seems to start yelling and poking the Chest of Doranud demanding he get a refund AND they find his coat
Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
*Hmm, I wonder if I should make some more lore for this Tavern, Dorund himself, or maybe just some more lore on the Clouded Realms?*
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Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
Dorund is currently washing a Shot glass at the bar with a rag, He sighs deeply glad that they dealt with the Goblin fiasco but disappointed about having to deal with a refund. He had dark black hair with streaks of gray in them, he had glasses on his face that settle on his nose. His beard is tied in a Traditional Dwarven Braid.
Hungrat Mudcoat is currently listening to a story of adventure and intrigue from one of the Adventurers in the Tavern, taking great interest in their exploits. However, after a sudden glance from his father resumes taking their order.
Kidilin Mudcoat is currently cleaning the kitchen up, Concerned at how his father could be so messy...and not surprised that her brother had caused a mess.
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Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
Doranud look's at the dwarf and nods, He takes the silver and places it in a Small jar. Now walking into the backroom he grabs a large jar and an ale, the label reads "Vanir Ale" He skillfully pours it into the jar and hands it to the man.
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Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
Doranud look's at the dwarf and nods, He takes the silver and places it in a Small jar. Now walking into the backroom he grabs a large jar and an ale, the label reads "Vanir Ale" He skillfully pours it into the jar and hands it to the man.
Jylek chugs the ale with the precision of one who has mastered the skill of swallowing. Afterward he asks, "so what is your name master dwarf? And what is the name of this fine establishment?"
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
Doranud look's at the dwarf and nods, He takes the silver and places it in a Small jar. Now walking into the backroom he grabs a large jar and an ale, the label reads "Vanir Ale" He skillfully pours it into the jar and hands it to the man.
Jylek chugs the ale with the precision of one who has mastered the skill of swallowing. Afterward he asks, "so what is your name master dwarf? And what is the name of this fine establishment?"
Doranud pauses from cleaning a glass and looks at the Dwarf, he clears his throat as speaks; "I am Doranud Mudcoat, this is my Tavern; The Scattered Angel." Afterward he continues to clean a glass, his eyes glancing at his child, Hungrat, who he thinks is spending to much time with the adventurers over at the other table.
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Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
Doranud look's at the dwarf and nods, He takes the silver and places it in a Small jar. Now walking into the backroom he grabs a large jar and an ale, the label reads "Vanir Ale" He skillfully pours it into the jar and hands it to the man.
Jylek chugs the ale with the precision of one who has mastered the skill of swallowing. Afterward he asks, "so what is your name master dwarf? And what is the name of this fine establishment?"
Doranud pauses from cleaning a glass and looks at the Dwarf, he clears his throat as speaks; "I am Doranud Mudcoat, this is my Tavern; The Scattered Angel." Afterward he continues to clean a glass, his eyes glancing at his child, Hungrat, who he thinks is spending to much time with the adventurers over at the other table.
Jylek followed doranud's glance, when he turns back he is smiling. "Ah those were the days, wishing For adventure, hearing stories of others" his face droops as he seems to remember something. "Sometimes I wish I had stayed home. Maybe joined the church instead of undertaking the quest... but those days are behind me now" he grins up at you "what about you adventure any?"
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
Doranud look's at the dwarf and nods, He takes the silver and places it in a Small jar. Now walking into the backroom he grabs a large jar and an ale, the label reads "Vanir Ale" He skillfully pours it into the jar and hands it to the man.
Jylek chugs the ale with the precision of one who has mastered the skill of swallowing. Afterward he asks, "so what is your name master dwarf? And what is the name of this fine establishment?"
Doranud pauses from cleaning a glass and looks at the Dwarf, he clears his throat as speaks; "I am Doranud Mudcoat, this is my Tavern; The Scattered Angel." Afterward he continues to clean a glass, his eyes glancing at his child, Hungrat, who he thinks is spending to much time with the adventurers over at the other table.
Jylek followed doranud's glance, when he turns back he is smiling. "Ah those were the days, wishing For adventure, hearing stories of others" his face droops as he seems to remember something. "Sometimes I wish I had stayed home. Maybe joined the church instead of undertaking the quest... but those days are behind me now" he grins up at you "what about you adventure any?"
Doranud sighs, He looks down at the cup he has been cleaning. He now switches to another cup and begins to speak. His voice was solemn and rather despondent, each word was tethered to the other is a rather reminiscent and smooth fashion. "I Had adventured, I was a cleric for the church. While you may choose to remember about 'Those Days' I simply cannot stand them. They remind me of the people I left to further endorse my urge to explore. They remind me of the people I killed who were my 'Enemies' I do not miss those days, instead I choose to forget them."
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Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
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Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
He sits down, putting a small pouch of 4 platinum on the bar. "I'll settle for both."
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
He sits down, putting a small pouch of 4 platinum on the bar. "I'll settle for both."
Doranud nods and pockets the Platinum; "Understood sir, Hungrat! Kidilin! Full-Course Special for this man." Meanwhile in the back kitchen, to light "Ok!"s were heard. As a rather insane amount of noise was heard from the kitchen including yelling and fighting, causing Doranud to curse slightly and walk back into the kitchen.
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Hello all! TheSunkenSailor Here Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast! I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE! Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again! Goodbye!
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
Doranud look's at the dwarf and nods, He takes the silver and places it in a Small jar. Now walking into the backroom he grabs a large jar and an ale, the label reads "Vanir Ale" He skillfully pours it into the jar and hands it to the man.
Jylek chugs the ale with the precision of one who has mastered the skill of swallowing. Afterward he asks, "so what is your name master dwarf? And what is the name of this fine establishment?"
Doranud pauses from cleaning a glass and looks at the Dwarf, he clears his throat as speaks; "I am Doranud Mudcoat, this is my Tavern; The Scattered Angel." Afterward he continues to clean a glass, his eyes glancing at his child, Hungrat, who he thinks is spending to much time with the adventurers over at the other table.
Jylek followed doranud's glance, when he turns back he is smiling. "Ah those were the days, wishing For adventure, hearing stories of others" his face droops as he seems to remember something. "Sometimes I wish I had stayed home. Maybe joined the church instead of undertaking the quest... but those days are behind me now" he grins up at you "what about you adventure any?"
Doranud sighs, He looks down at the cup he has been cleaning. He now switches to another cup and begins to speak. His voice was solemn and rather despondent, each word was tethered to the other is a rather reminiscent and smooth fashion. "I Had adventured, I was a cleric for the church. While you may choose to remember about 'Those Days' I simply cannot stand them. They remind me of the people I left to further endorse my urge to explore They remind me of the people I killed who were my 'Enemies' I do not miss those days, instead I choose to forget them."
"A cleric?" Jyleks eyes alight "I am a cleric just as you" hearing doranuds words he says "though unlike you when I took up arms for my church I vowed to not slay any soul. No matter how evil" he sighs heavily "it is hard with how many I work with who slaughter for no reason other than selfish gain"
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
Jylek glances the orc at first but then does a double take noticing the craftsmanship of the armor.
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
He sits down, putting a small pouch of 4 platinum on the bar. "I'll settle for both."
Doranud nods and pockets the Platinum; "Understood sir, Hungrat! Kidilin! Full-Course Special for this man." Meanwhile in the back kitchen, to light "Ok!"s were heard. As a rather insane amount of noise was heard from the kitchen including yelling and fighting, causing Doranud to curse slightly and walk back into the kitchen.
The orc smiles to himself. he takes out a small pendant in the shape of a crescent moon and full sun entwined. He mutters something, sounds like a heavily modified prayer to Ilmater.
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
He sits down, putting a small pouch of 4 platinum on the bar. "I'll settle for both."
Doranud nods and pockets the Platinum; "Understood sir, Hungrat! Kidilin! Full-Course Special for this man." Meanwhile in the back kitchen, to light "Ok!"s were heard. As a rather insane amount of noise was heard from the kitchen including yelling and fighting, causing Doranud to curse slightly and walk back into the kitchen.
The orc smiles to himself. he takes out a small pendant in the shape of a crescent moon and full sun entwined. He mutters something, sounds like a heavily modified prayer to Ilmater.
Jyleks eyes widen even more at the orcs prayer. "Another cleric" he says to himself "is this some kinda holy sight?" He studies the place for a moment before sipping on his drink a little more.
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
He sits down, putting a small pouch of 4 platinum on the bar. "I'll settle for both."
Doranud nods and pockets the Platinum; "Understood sir, Hungrat! Kidilin! Full-Course Special for this man." Meanwhile in the back kitchen, to light "Ok!"s were heard. As a rather insane amount of noise was heard from the kitchen including yelling and fighting, causing Doranud to curse slightly and walk back into the kitchen.
The orc smiles to himself. he takes out a small pendant in the shape of a crescent moon and full sun entwined. He mutters something, sounds like a heavily modified prayer to Ilmater.
Jyleks eyes widen even more at the orcs prayer. "Another cleric" he says to himself "is this some kinda holy sight?" He studies the place for a moment before sipping on his drink a little more.
"Paladin." He corrects the dwarf. "At least I used to be."
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
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As you saunter into the Tavern, you can feel a sense of warmth and connection. At the bar you see the Tavern owner a older looking Hill Dwarf, he looks up from the customer he was currently serving, a disgruntled Goblin, and waves his hand for you to come. His voice was deep yet oldy smooth and charismatic.
"Welcome Friend, Welcome to An Teach Tábhairne Scaipthe. Better known as The Scattered Angel Tavern!"
The Scattered Angel Tavern is a Tavern set in my Homebrew world of Na Ríochta Scamaill (The Clouded Realms) A world Surrounded by a deep fog. The Tavern itself is settled into a cave inside of a Mountain, home of the Taverns owner; One Doranud Mudcoat. The Tavern is a one story tavern where the roof reaches around the 8'0 mark. Inside resembles a cliché tavern, the square build, the Chairs and tables, and even has a bard in the corner playing music. Doranud himself is a Retired cleric from the local Church, He mainly talks to customers near the bar whilst having his Son and Daughter, Hungrat and Kidilin Mudcoat, serve customers and collect orders. Hungrat is a wild Dwarven boy of 56, he yearns to explore the great realm but can't bare to tell his father such. Kidilin is the opposite, She wishes to stay in the tavern and one day take over the helm. Overall the family- Er, Sorry that's off topic.
The Rules of the Tavern are labled on the right side of the Tavern.
1. No Fighting within the Tavern, If you wish to brawl gain the other party's permission and step outside.
2. Don't argue within a EARSHOT of me (This was most likely made by Doranud) Take that arguing stuff into private. (PM's)
3. None of the Old uh-...Lets just keep it PG-13 in here folks. Take that other stuff to a private Inn or room. (Any material that involves or leads up to Intercourse must be taken to PM's.)
4. This Tavern is made for those who wish to have a jolly old time, But if the others don't know how you are feeling convey that either IC (Or OOC)
5. Have Fun and Enjoy the Tavern! (Have the name of your favorite Star Wars Character in your first post to confirm you read the rules!)
(If You wish for Locations like how I normally have them in my Threads, you'll have to wait. All you need to know is outside the Tavern is a Open Field. More Locations to come)
(Hopefully this doesn't die.)
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
Doranud is currently trying to talk down a rather triggered Goblin customer whilst his kids attempt to find the goblins missing coat. People can easily hear the situation as Doranud is trying to calm it down. "Now Sir, I understand that the Coat is important but Please calm yourself. My children will easily find it." He quietly throws a concerned face to his children who have yet to find the coat. The Goblin seems to start yelling and poking the Chest of Doranud demanding he get a refund AND they find his coat
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
*Hmm, I wonder if I should make some more lore for this Tavern, Dorund himself, or maybe just some more lore on the Clouded Realms?*
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
*ya were me bruv Anakin*
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
Dorund is currently washing a Shot glass at the bar with a rag, He sighs deeply glad that they dealt with the Goblin fiasco but disappointed about having to deal with a refund. He had dark black hair with streaks of gray in them, he had glasses on his face that settle on his nose. His beard is tied in a Traditional Dwarven Braid.
Hungrat Mudcoat is currently listening to a story of adventure and intrigue from one of the Adventurers in the Tavern, taking great interest in their exploits. However, after a sudden glance from his father resumes taking their order.
Kidilin Mudcoat is currently cleaning the kitchen up, Concerned at how his father could be so messy...and not surprised that her brother had caused a mess.
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
A stranger walks in. A dwarf himself wearing chainmail and carrying a spear, Shield on his back, Warhammer at his side. He walks up to the bar takes off his helmet heaves a sigh and says "Hello my name is jylek. I have traveled far how about a drink for a weary warrior? Preferably something heavy" He slides a few silver coins onto the bar.
(Fave has to be... uh... can I choose a group. Cuase I like clone troopers)
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
Doranud look's at the dwarf and nods, He takes the silver and places it in a Small jar. Now walking into the backroom he grabs a large jar and an ale, the label reads "Vanir Ale" He skillfully pours it into the jar and hands it to the man.
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
Jylek chugs the ale with the precision of one who has mastered the skill of swallowing. Afterward he asks, "so what is your name master dwarf? And what is the name of this fine establishment?"
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
Doranud pauses from cleaning a glass and looks at the Dwarf, he clears his throat as speaks; "I am Doranud Mudcoat, this is my Tavern; The Scattered Angel." Afterward he continues to clean a glass, his eyes glancing at his child, Hungrat, who he thinks is spending to much time with the adventurers over at the other table.
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
Jylek followed doranud's glance, when he turns back he is smiling. "Ah those were the days, wishing For adventure, hearing stories of others" his face droops as he seems to remember something. "Sometimes I wish I had stayed home. Maybe joined the church instead of undertaking the quest... but those days are behind me now" he grins up at you "what about you adventure any?"
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
Doranud sighs, He looks down at the cup he has been cleaning. He now switches to another cup and begins to speak. His voice was solemn and rather despondent, each word was tethered to the other is a rather reminiscent and smooth fashion. "I Had adventured, I was a cleric for the church. While you may choose to remember about 'Those Days' I simply cannot stand them. They remind me of the people I left to further endorse my urge to explore. They remind me of the people I killed who were my 'Enemies' I do not miss those days, instead I choose to forget them."
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
*Ooh, I think that I like. I'll intro one of my favorite characters from any campaign i've ever DMed*
A large orc opens the door. He's heavily built, with a considerable amount of muscle behind the masterwork half-plate He's wearing. Certainly no barbarian.
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
Hungrat eyes gaze over at the orc but slowly back up to behind the bar to the kitchen to help his Sister clean. Doranud eyes the orc and welcomes him in; "Welcome sir, what can I get you? A Drink? A Meal?"
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
He sits down, putting a small pouch of 4 platinum on the bar. "I'll settle for both."
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
Doranud nods and pockets the Platinum; "Understood sir, Hungrat! Kidilin! Full-Course Special for this man." Meanwhile in the back kitchen, to light "Ok!"s were heard. As a rather insane amount of noise was heard from the kitchen including yelling and fighting, causing Doranud to curse slightly and walk back into the kitchen.
Hello all!
TheSunkenSailor Here
Resident Lore-Maker and Lore Enthusiast!
I make lore for anything so ask and thou SHALL RECIEVE!
Welp, that's about all I got, Till we meet again!
Goodbye!
"A cleric?" Jyleks eyes alight "I am a cleric just as you" hearing doranuds words he says "though unlike you when I took up arms for my church I vowed to not slay any soul. No matter how evil" he sighs heavily "it is hard with how many I work with who slaughter for no reason other than selfish gain"
Jylek glances the orc at first but then does a double take noticing the craftsmanship of the armor.
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
The orc smiles to himself. he takes out a small pendant in the shape of a crescent moon and full sun entwined. He mutters something, sounds like a heavily modified prayer to Ilmater.
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
Jyleks eyes widen even more at the orcs prayer. "Another cleric" he says to himself "is this some kinda holy sight?" He studies the place for a moment before sipping on his drink a little more.
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
*I gtg*
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
"Paladin." He corrects the dwarf. "At least I used to be."
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
CoD gamer, and bad at it.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU