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Post by Mike Lohmer on Jul 21, 2005 14:34:57 GMT -5
Red overhead the conversation-didn't he always? He chuckled to himself . . . Ah Calla, right you are! He though to himself. He moved to cleaning some other Tables. It was a quite night, pretty slow.
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Post by Sir Percival on Jul 1, 2008 1:43:23 GMT -5
After tending his horse Tornado in the stables, Percival feels his belly roar. His last meal was this morning he tried to shoot something for lunch, but hunting wasn't very successfully. He blamed it to the activity of the rogues who were lurking around since he left the mountains. Percival takes a package from his bag and strawls up to the tavern. The soft sounds of laughter and conversation makes him smile as he throws open the tavern door. After letting his eyes adjust to the darkness, he makes his way to the bar with a rather large redheaded man. Percival puts the package on the counter and speaks:
"greetings all..." he turns to the tavern owner" good man, i am starving, could you be so kind to fix me a nice salad, some bread and butter, shrimps and your finest nectar. Oh and if you could prepare this to..." He unwraps the package which contained a fresh salmon he caught this morning. Percival reaches in his pouch and grabs 12 coins which he places on the bar.
"will this do?"
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Post by skatinquack on Jul 13, 2008 21:53:57 GMT -5
After a long day of pointless and wearisome travel, Felix decided to stop at the nearest place of rest and take a warm meal. Coming down the road at a brisk trot on Mars, Felix spots a bar sign, "The White Stallion", the place seems average and Felix decides to make this his stop. Riding into the stables and tossing the stable boy a coin as he dismounts he makes his way into the tavern. Pushing open the door and letting his eyes adjust he sees an average tavern with a large beefy Irishman behind the counter and a couple people at the bar and around. Walking up to the bar Felix politley takes off his wide brimmed hat to reveal a tan young handsome face with bright green eyes. "Hullo master bartender, can you get me some good ale please?"
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Post by aislight on Jul 22, 2008 11:12:36 GMT -5
The girl had been walking for what seemed like hours, exhausted, she was relieved to see the sign for The White Stallion swinging in the fierce breeze. She was in no way dressed for travel, having been cast out in one of her house gowns and silken slippers, and the brisk wind and rain had done a number on her, miserably tangling her long red hair and reddening her delicate pale complexion. She pushed open the sturdy door to the tavern, and amidst the stares of usual patrons, took a quiet seat in the corner by herself, just happy to finally be out of the elements.
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Post by Graf Deepminer on Aug 5, 2009 19:43:56 GMT -5
A dwarf walked into the bar, and he sat down grinning. He looked around the bar, and didn't see anything particularly interesting. He threw a few coins on the table, "Gimme some o Red's special!" he said to the bar keeper, and made sure he saw the coins he put on the table. "Ah, this is the life..." he thought happily, leaning back in his chair.
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Post by ekans812 on Jun 13, 2010 22:24:47 GMT -5
(See my person HERE:http://yoursecondlife.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=beginhere&action=display&thread=490) (I will refer to my person as I, ok?)
"I'd like a apple cider please." I put 3 coins on the counter in front of Red.
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Post by ekans812 on Jun 13, 2010 22:28:41 GMT -5
"Also, Bartender. I would like to discuss something with you in the back of the Bar."
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Post by bman111114 on Dec 4, 2010 18:23:43 GMT -5
walks into the bar and stares at bartender after siting down in chair Iwao:hello bartend I would like some water if you have so and throw in some of that chicken and rice while your at it.slumps in chair and waits for his food to be brought to him thinking about his dead family Iwao:(thinks) hmmm what will i do? will those horrible people come to destroy this place? grrrrrr what will i do? what will i do? ah i know i will of course find some way to kill them but thats in the past like 9 months ago well... hmmm might as well as be grateful i made it out. (done thinking) glances at all the others in the bar and quickly looks away and closes eyes waiting...waiting.
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Post by edwardwolf on Apr 6, 2011 19:58:38 GMT -5
A man standing six foot tall with long blond hair and a bushy beard swings the door of the tavern open and storms past all the table start fore the bar
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Post by bman111114 on Jul 24, 2011 6:16:43 GMT -5
Iwao raises his brow as he sees a large man burst in the tavern out of the corner of his eye. (thinking) who is this? Looks like a tough guy... might as well as not mess around with the man of that size, even with me being as tall as him i may not be up to his weight class.....(End of thinking.) Sits patently for food to arrive Iwao:(whispering to self) I may have to leave if i don't get some food soon enough...
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