Introduction: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn.   Posted by ~Jaguar.Group: public
James Alexander
 player, 9 posts
 Mage for Hire
 Adviser In-Training
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 06:43
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
James was the first in the room to notice the opening of the inn's door, or at least that how it seemed to him. The woman who entered carried herself with an air of dignity, if not superiority, to the others in the room. As he listened to his proclamation he was stunned for a moment. Did she really just enter into unknown establishment and declare herself a knight, errant or otherwise, and a daughter of nobility. James contemplated the possibility that she was simply a lunatic but rapidly dismissed the thought. Rising  from his seat, he bowed to the woman known as Astrid. "Hello fair knight. My name is James Alexander, novice mage of Awrarene and fellow follower of the goddess Rauna. I too have been drawn to the call of the King." In the moment he felt as though his actions were appropriate but given the situation he most likely looked like the rear end of steer. A flash of embarrassment washed over him as he remained in his bow.
Niklas
 NPC, 9 posts
 Bartender
 Three Wolves Inn
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 07:59
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Niklas was also momentarily distracted by the orc's departure from the inn, but he quickly turned his attention back to the young upstart in front of him. Truth be told, he liked her type, the ones who were young and thought just a bit more of themselves than was actually there. It reminded him of his own youth, when he'd been the one standing up proudly shouting the bar after his first big paying adventure. The days when he had still been young enough to think he was invincible. That shine would wear off life soon enough, it did for everyone. One day, the young woman in front of him would be another jaded, tired warrior. He wasn't going to force that change on her any sooner than it was destined to come.

"That's it." He said, slipping the coins from the bar into his own pockets. "I take it you want a twin room?" He added, nodding his head toward Maudeline.

As he asked, the door burst open again and in entered a well-dressed and armoured knight who boldly declared her intentions as she entered. Niklas smiled, slipping the key across the bar to Ciara, before his attention was grasped by Zoe who was struggling to fulfil a large drinks order from the main table.

"I'll join you in something, darlin'!" A man from the same table called out toward Astrid, and it was echoed by laughter and cheers from his companions.

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Ciara Rubeir
 Player, 14 posts
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 08:21
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Ciara flashed Niklas her most tender and flirtatious smile when he offered her the key, and turned her attention to the ruckus coming from the entryway. She held her tongue - just - as Astrid declared her greatness on arrival into the inn. Folding her arms, she stood there, amused, and just watching for a moment.

"Oh this just gets better." She said as James made his way toward the knight.

It was going to be dinner and a show. She flashed a look over her shoulder as she moved away from the bar, and grabbed Niklas' attention.

"Two wines, please!" She said, quickly sidling back to where Maudeline was sitting.

There wasn't time to hassle her new friend about the breakdown in communication with the orc, not when a better piece of entertainment was occurring right in front of their eyes.

"Did he really just say that?" She said quietly to Maudeline, "Did she really just say that?"

Sure, there was the chance that she might consider saying something and asserting her position. After all, she'd kind of already stamped her authority on this inn as being the one who was organising people to answer the notice, but right now, the entertainment factor was worth more than the extra coin that would come her way as the one leading the group to succeed in - well, whatever the king needed them to do.
Maudeline Black
 player, 20 posts
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 13:13
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Maudeline went back the her seat with a dejected expression on her face and opened her notebook. She leafed through to the end where she'd scribbled Unacceptable Subjects In Casual Conversations in neat handwriting. To the list she added Orc Clan Relations? Obviously, more empirical testing would be required to confirm, but she prefered to just not touch upon the subject again to be sure. She looked over the list again. Rains of small amphibians made her wince. That subject hadn't gone over too well when she brought it up. Apparently sir Tarwood had made up some of his facts in Geographical Landmarks in the Yavian Countryside, and the villagers of Surrich were fed up with researchers coming their way to ask about frogs falling from the sky every few months.

When the woman burst in she looked up with a confused expression. The reaction of the dark-haired man didn't improve upon the situation much. Apparently some of the patrons thought the same, and she winced when she heard the comment.

"I'm afraid so," she said to Ciara. She frowned with second-hand embarassment. "Shouldn't we help her?"

She wasn't sure what helping would mean in this context. Teaching her about using  what her mother called 'an inside voice' would be a start.

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Xochil
 player, 7 posts
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 16:03
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Relieved and pleased the orc was gone, and without incident -- there was a reason Xochil preferred human establishments -- he straddled the bench he sat on and leaned back against the wall to watch the rest of the patrons while waiting for one of the barmaids to come by.

He'd barely settled, after adjusting the bow slightly, when a woman barged in and loudly proclaimed herself to the room at large. Noting the perplexed silence of most of the patrons, Xochil snickered. She'd had been on the drill fields a bit too long, he thought. And apparently rated herself quite highly to boot.

Then a young man rose from where he sat with an older man, and greeted the newcomer an awkward bow, which was good for another snicker. From the way he addressed the knight, Xochil wasn't sure if the man, a mage as he declared himself, was actually trying to flirt or merely gain her attention. He'd certainly gotten everyone else's attention....

Still, the woman's comment made him give the others in the room another look over. How many of them were here specifically for the event at the castle, he wondered. While he didn't much care about what quest the king was offering, probably Lady I'm-a-Knight wasn't the only one here hoping to take it up.

The woman fighter who'd come to the bar was a good prospect, Xochil mused, watching her cross the room to the fireplace. She was evidently with the black-haired woman who'd offended the orc. (Probably that hadn't been the smartest move on her part, but Xochil approved of it. Particularly since it had gotten rid of the brute.) So was the tall woman aiming for the king's mission, too?

And the young mage, obviously; why else leap right up to get I'm-a-Knight's attention? The older man who was his companion, though, didn't look fit enough for any rough travel.

Who else... the woman with the strange hair, maybe? She was keeping to herself and not mingling with the locals.

And if there were several people here aiming to go, how many others would be gathering at other inns over the next few days? He'd have to go early, Xochil decided, if he wanted to get a good look around that day.
Astrid Daleborn
 player, 7 posts
 Human
 Paladin
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 16:20
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Astrid looked around the room and almost got flushed for a moment upon seeing the rather lukewarm reaction to her declaration. It seemed that few would care much for her statements and declaration at the moment. After all, she was still a fresh knight, and tales of her heroism had not spread across the land yet. In time she knew that her very name would inspire people from all around to gather to her banner! But sadly this time was not yet. Still! She did not intend to get discouraged. After all, it was only the cynical who disparaged others, only those fools who had no hope for the future. She would not let them defeat her spirit! She would not let the boring, the jaded, or the cynical defeat her. She was far better than that! She frowned and looked back at the men who had made lewd comment, and especially at the men cackling like hyenas around him.  Disgusting was perhaps a fine word for it, or rude if one was willing to be a bit more generous. Still, she sighed and muttered to herself for a moment, something about being annoyed.

Her eyes perked up again as she noticed the squirrely little mage walking up to her and making his presence known. She had never been one for magic of the arcane variety, even if as an Arawenian she understood that it was important. It had always just seemed strange to focus on magic that did not come from the gods. Still, she understood that it was important to be polite and personable with those would be aiding her on the quest. It would be their duty to work together on it after all. She nodded “Well met sorcerer!” She said excitedly before patting him on the shoulder. “It is fine to see that there are followers of Rauna even in the pursuit of the Arcane, let the goddess always shine upon our journey.” She said with a little bow of prayer. She looked around the room one more time to see if anyone else would join her as she walked towards a table, hopefully an empty one. “This will certainly be most interesting. There are others here who have likely gathered for the quest I imagine.” She looked around the room for a moment. ”A few too many swords and bows around for this to be a simple group of local patrons.” She nodded to the serving wench, hoping to get her attention and give out an order. Some of the scattered adventurers looked quite capable, and several caught her eye. She tilted her head in curiosity at the blue haired woman. Was that… “A nymph?” She said, recognizing the description from the tales she’d heard. A Paladin could learn a bit about a person from examining their aura, it was part of how they could tell the guilty from the innocent. From that she could note that the girl was clearly not human nor elf. She waved for the nymph to come join them at the table, if she so wished.
Naomi Lotus
 player, 13 posts
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 16:31
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Naomi looked over at the knight girl who had come to 'gather those who wanted to go on the quest' or something like that. She thought that she had better go over, since that was what she had come to do. She sat there for a moment, before walking over to the blonde warrior, and curtsied. "Greetings, I am Naomi Lotus. I have come to join this quest."
Ciara Rubeir
 Player, 15 posts
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 22:30
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Ciara took a moment to reply to Maudeline's words, as instead, she continued to watch what was going on with Astrid and Mr Opportunity, and now another woman - nymph - was making her way across to them. Ciara was paused by watching Naomi move. She'd heard of nymphs before, but never actually seen one - and had especially never expected to see one in an inner-city inn.

"Don't nymphs normally stay hanging around in nature?" She asked Maudeline, overshooting the question about whether to help Astrid or not.

After all, Maudeline would be the one to know. Anything requiring too much thought was also too much work, really, but she had a strong sense that something was off here.

As the barmaid returned with their drinks, Ciara leaned back agains the table in an almost masculine-looking pose, and sipped at her drink, continuing to watch what was going on across the room, but letting her ears stay focused on Maudeline's reply.
James Alexander
 player, 11 posts
 Mage for Hire
 Adviser In-Training
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 22:53
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
The Knight Errant placed her hand on James shoulder and gave him a passing encouragement. Her almost conversational boisterousness was something to be commended, or at the very least noted. Raising from his awkward bow he meet eyes with the magical being who was approaching them both. He remembered seeing her previously but now that he was looking truly looking at her she was definitely a strange specimen to behold. His mind produced a list of inquiries he wished to hurl in her direction but common modesty keep him silent. As the knight and the girl conversed he surveyed the room to see the damage his hasty introduction had wrought about him. Luckily or unluckily for him, he didn't draw as much attention as the armored knight and blue haired woman which allowed him to fall off to the sides quietly. His eyes meet with the Flayer who was seemingly enjoying the event. If James had to be make an educated assumption she would most likely usurp control of the group when they finally made way; she exuded a commanding presence unlike the knight who commanded a presence. It made little difference to James but one fact did not rest easily on his mind, the woman in black. With her intellect she was most likely a scholar of some sort and he could vaguely recall having seen her somewhere in passing. She could easily be a traveling scholar similar to Obadiah but where were her students, her scribes. She only had a single guardian, if that was the function of the Flayer. No, she must be a mage like himself. He wondered what her specialty might be as his gaze fell on her and lingered.
Ginny Hawk
 player, 9 posts
Mon 2 Nov 2015
at 23:36
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
There was no grand entrance, no flourish of the cape. Just the sound of well maintained but worn boots and the creak of the door to announce her arrival. Ms. Hawk was neither very intimidating nor imposing as she glanced around, taking in each patron and worker in turn before striding without a word to the bar. She knew none of these people and had very little inclination to speak to them.

There wasn't any dicing or gambling to really note, so not a whole lot piqued that side of her curiosity.

Although... That one looks familiar. I've seen her at these things before. Ginny had heard it was something of note going on. That being said, it made sense for her to know some of those that would show up for the job.

Her mood was a little on the sour side, mostly because of the lack of alcohol in her system. She had come to scope out the competition... Or potential allies. Just because she had a lot of nothing else to do today. That, and it was smart to find out who might stab you in the back later.

AND and, it was an inn. She had hoped for a little gambling and booze.

Her bow was unique in the way that it was Azure and white, a handful of Hawk feathers dangling on a leather thong just below the grip. It wasn't strung and simply hung by a leather strap over her shoulder, which also held the more horizontal of vertical quiver at the small of her back.

"Grog." What? She liked warm rum. Nothing wrong with that. She dropped a triple of silvers on the bar as well. Either intending to stay longer, or being stupid with her coin. One of the two. The bartender probably knew her reputation and was most definitely wanting more than one drink.
Maudeline Black
 player, 22 posts
Tue 3 Nov 2015
at 00:01
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Maudeline sipped her wine thoughtfully while she considered Ciara's question. "Yes. Nature spirits are usually associated with places or objects. Some claim its the source of their power, others that it somehow binds the spirit to it. I've even read that nymphs are the life energy of these places, given shape by some mysterious power."

She took another drink, her features smoothing into something coming close to a relaxed smile - as happened more often when Maudeline was free to discuss a subject that interested her. "It's very hard to tell what is fact and what is fiction with these kinds of creatures, naturally. They live quite insular lives, not much in the way of a common culture between spirits. However, that they're so rarely seen within urban areas seems to imply there's some truth to the stories. Do you really think she's a nymph?"

She felt a sharp tug of discomfort, and realised moments later that it was because someone was looking at them. It was the man who had introduced himself as a mage. She felt almost jealous for a moment - she'd never have the confidence to declare herself a magic user, what with her powers popping up randomly. What if they would be selected by talents? That mean she would certainly lose to him. But then it would probably better if Ciara actually had someone capable watching her back. The possibility was quite high that he would not mind such a task. She leaned towards her friend and said in a low voice: "I think the mage is looking at you."

She gave Ciara a meaningful look. Obviously, this was nothing new. In the few weeks she'd traveled with her, it had become obvious to even Maudeline that Ciara tended to have a certain...effect on others. That was a skill that Maudeline, for all her knowledge, would never be able to replicate. Thus, she found it fascinating.

This message was last edited by the player at 00:04, Tue 03 Nov 2015.

Ciara Rubeir
 Player, 16 posts
Tue 3 Nov 2015
at 00:50
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Ciara caught sight of James staring at her, and she couldn't help but offer him a flirtatious grin and a wink. It almost happened so automatically that she barely noticed that she was doing it.

"I see that." She said, holding James' gaze for just a moment before turning her attention away from him deliberately to focus on Maudeline. "Looks like there are a few people here who have gathered for the same purpose. And it..."

She trailed off, her attention suddenly caught by the red-headed woman who'd just walked in. More importantly, the azure and white bow that was slung over her shoulder. The playful glint vanished from her eyes as she considered the woman coolly; not aggressively or with any agitation, but a rare seriousness entered her composure.

"Well well." She said, and took another sip of her drink.

Things just got that little bit more interesting.

"Maude, I need a favour." She said, "Did you see the guy who was at the bar booking a room before I did? He's sitting just over there. Think you can go and introduce yourself to him and try to strike something up without offending him?"

As she spoke, she offered the subtlest of gestures with her head in Xochil's direction. She pressed her hands together and gently cracked a couple of knuckles. It was a different side of her, but not one that Maudeline hadn't seen in the three weeks they had been travelling. She was formulating something.
Maudeline Black
 player, 23 posts
Tue 3 Nov 2015
at 12:52
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Maudeline swallowed the protest that was rising in her throat. What was Ciara thinking, asking her to do any social heavy lifting? That Ciara had to ask if it was possible for her to talk to a person without offending them was enough in itself. What was worse, was that she actually had to stop and consider the question. She was terrible at small talk. Her attempts at it often did not end well. The thought alone of striking up a conversation randomly sent a shiver of cold down her spine.

But then she'd have to disappoint Ciara, and that prospect was even more terrible. Whatever she was planning, Maudeline had a place in it. She couldn't let her friend down. "Sure," she said, trying to sound confident. "I can totally do that. No problem. At all."

She stared down at her feet, both of which seemed to be present again, and managed to get up and walk towards the man Ciara had indicated. Upon closer inspection he was more boy than man, and she realised he was definitely not a full human. Possibly some orcish blood in there? Well, this could hardly go worse than her first experience with socialising with an orc.

She stopped a few feet away from him, clutching her notebook protectively. For a moment she just looked at him nervously, and with a shock she realised she would actually have to do some talking. "Um." Her mind remained a worrying blank and she blurted out: "Y-you have a lot of w-weapons. A lot. Of. Weapons."

The burning shame that rose up inside her seemed to trigger her sensibilities, and she laughed sheepishly. "Are you thinking about undertaking t-the kings mission t-too?"

This message was last edited by the player at 13:01, Tue 03 Nov 2015.

Xochil
 player, 12 posts
Tue 3 Nov 2015
at 16:25
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
It was the bow the woman carried that caught Xochil's attention when the archer entered the inn. It was a nice bow. And extrapolating from what Karem had taught him, if the woman had a bow that nice, odds were she wasn't a merely average user of it. That bow was custom work, unlike the one he carried. Of course, that was on purpose; never steal a distinctive weapon if you mean to keep it. He'd taken a good bow, but nothing that was distinctive enough to be readily recognized by anyone. One's fancy things had to be bought, not stolen.

No point in that, though, until he'd enough mastery of the bow to warrant investing in a special one. And that woman might be someone who could teach him the skills he needed to learn. She clearly had Kerem's attitude, which only supported the idea she had the skills to match her pretty weapon.

She had to be here for the king's quest.

The quest meant nothing to him, but if it let him get training from her... for that, he'd sign up.

He took another small sip of his ale as he looked around the room to see if anyone else had an interest in the archer. Mostly, the knight was still holding everyone's attention, though not particularly respectfully. The woman with the odd hair had joined the knight and young mage.

The woman fighter with the thin woman who'd offended the orc though, she was watching the archer rather fixedly. And had maybe told her skinny friend to get gone, since that woman was on her feet, moving away, and looking worried about it.

Trouble? Xochil wondered, with another glance at the archer himself. She was at the bar now, waiting on the barkeep. He glanced back toward the fire pit -- and realized he'd become someone's target as well. Because of his obvious ancestry? She had been talking with that orc earlier. Although, the woman looked more worried than interested.

Sent by her friend? He glanced past her at the fighter, but that one was still entirely focused on the archer. A little warily, he shifted his attention back to the approach of the dark-haired woman in the dress. She looked harmless enough, but her friend certainly wasn't.

She reached his table and stopped, hesitated more like, tightly clutching a book against her chest with gloved hands, as if afraid it might fly away. This close, she was really tall.

Maudeline Black:
"Um. Y-you have a lot of w-weapons. A lot. Of. Weapons."


That made him blink. "Yeh," he agreed cautiously. "They's just knives, though, mostly." Lethal enough, when he managed a good throw, but no point mentioning that. He wasn't that reliable with the bow. Yet.

Maudeline Black:
"Are you thinking about undertaking t-the kings mission t-too?"


The blush was brilliantly obvious on her pale skin and she looked as if she'd like to disappear on the spot. Xochil was abruptly more amused than uneasy. "Maybe," he allowed. "You can sit, if you wants. I ain't got no reason to stick you."

Definitely sent by her friend, he decided, which left him trying to figure out why as he checked on the fighter again. Looking back up at the tall woman, with her gloves and prim attire and nervousness, he was puzzled by just what the connection between the two was. Whatever it was, he didn't want to get crossways of it. No percentage in it.

"I'm Xochil," he told her. "You wants a drink?"
Ciara Rubeir
 Player, 17 posts
Tue 3 Nov 2015
at 21:49
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
"You can do it." Ciara offered a hushed encouragement to Maudeline as they both stood up and began moving in their own directions.

She held her position for just a moment, watching Maud, who managed to make her way over toward where the half-orc - at least, that was what she thought he must be - was seated on his own. He intrigued her as well, and he looked out of place enough to perhaps be interested in coming on this little adventure with them.

With that taken care of, she moved across to the bar.

"Ginny Hawk." She said, "Come to steal this adventure out from under me like you did that 'goblin horde' down in Sothela? If I recall, it turned out to be a bunch of teenage kids in masks?"

So the last bit was a lie, but hopefully that, along with the merry tone of her voice was enough to quell any genuine accusation out of the statement. She knew of Ginny by reputation, and, although they had come close to crossing paths on several occasions, had never actually managed to meet in person.
Ginny Hawk
 player, 10 posts
Tue 3 Nov 2015
at 22:31
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Gin looked up and perked a brow under her mane of red curls. "Yup." She said with as much mock snootiness as she could manage with a one word response. "Though children don't tend to eat faces." She added, She had debated taking out her BFO knife, but it was another woman, so the size was closer and she could Probably take her with fists if need be. Which is why her hand was only on the handle and it wasn't drawn.

"If you want payback though, you'll have to take a number and wait your turn." While not exactly jovial, you probably couldn't tell if she was joking or not. She remembered the job though. Nasty little creatures. "Davey Jones still looking for you?" She sounded like she was that woman with the seaman's curse. Or so the local boatswains would have you believe.

"Rubeir, right? ...Drink?" Might as well not start the whole job on a bad foot. She held no expectations however. Ginny would make sure to be paid first if they ended up working together. At least they were both known gamblers, right? There was nothing any better than a good toss of the dice in a noisy inn.

Especially when it made grown men cry.

"Got a girlfriend now, do you? I thought we had something going. I'm hurt." Okay, she couldn't help it. A good prodding deserved two in return, and the woman Ciara seemed to be with didn't look like a fighter. More of a bookworm. Especially since she carried an actual book.
Ciara Rubeir
 Player, 18 posts
Wed 4 Nov 2015
at 00:33
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
She had heard the woman could be a bit difficult to deal with at times, but the terseness of Ginny's response was still slightly unexpected. Truth was, not going on that little goblin horde chase had turned out well for her anyway, although she wasn't about to let that information go to someone who was too often a competitor and so far never an ally. She ignored the Davey Jones jibe, perhaps pointedly; but then Ginny continued the discussion anyway.

"Another of the same," She nodded to Niklas as Ginny offered a drink.

She observed the woman carefully. Their lines of work didn't quite cross against one another all the time, and while Ginny's skills with that fancy bow were renowned, so was the way Ciara wielded her own rapier when necessary. In a world that was mostly the realm of men, it was far more difficult to make a name for yourself as a woman, but both had managed to do so, which meant that Ciara knew this woman wasn't someone she wanted to trifle with if she could help it. Oh, she'd win in the end, but she had learned the hard way that it's often better to make friends than enemies.

"She makes me feel needed." Ciara shot back at the comment about Maudeline.

With her slender fingers curling around the goblet of wine that Niklas had poured, her face became more serious.

"Look. We both know how rare it is that an actual royal is going to ask random strangers to come do a job for him, and we also both know why they call it a King's Ransom, so what say we join forces for this one? I'm suspicious about the whole thing - so I wouldn't mind having someone I know is capable enough to watch my back."

She spoke in a hushed tone. Sure, maybe the barkeep might have been able to hear, but her voice would have been drowned out by the rest of the background noise to anyone beyond their immediate area.
Maudeline Black
 player, 25 posts
Wed 4 Nov 2015
at 20:00
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Well, that went rather better than expected.

"Thank you, Xochil." she said politely as a reply to his comment about not sticking her. "I certainly hope not t-to give you one."

She folded herself into one of the chairs near him, her eyes still on the knives. "Why d-do you need so many though? I mean, y-you only have two hands." She hesitated for a moment, then asked: "...right? Or is this some cultural thing?"

She looked back at Ciara, who was in conversation with a woman she hadn't seen earlier. The two seemed to be having an animated talk, although Ciara looked rather more serious than usual.

"Ciara, that's my friend," she beamed proudly, "and I are going to sign up. I would not want to miss such an event for the world. W-who knows what we might uncover! Although obviously I'm not sure if t-they'll even select me. If you're as good with t-those weapons as you look, though, why don't you give it a try? It even says there's a high reward. Ciara seems to be interested in recruiting more adventurers, so we can join together. She's amazing with a rapier."

She looked down at her glass and, with some surprise, noted it was empty. "I might have another red wine, yes. I'm Maudeline, by the way. Maudeline Black."
Xochil
 player, 13 posts
Wed 4 Nov 2015
at 22:51
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
For all her considerable height, Xochil thought with amusement, this Maudeline Black sounded like a schoolgirl out at a market fair. Was she really that innocently naive? But if she was, why was her friend sending her to talk to a clearly armed stranger in a taproom? Xochil knew he didn't have the muscle or bulk to look all that intimidating, but he wasn't exactly harmless-looking, either. A year ago, yeh, he could still play at that, but then he'd got that growth spurt -- all five inches of it, mostly across the shoulders -- and the wide-eyed little boy act didn't much work anymore.

So maybe this Maudeline was just playing it up. Even if her friend Ciara was close enough to be keeping an eye out.

Still, he could play games, too. "Gots t' keep lots of knives, Miss Black," he told her, using a little of that wide-eyed look. Just enough to feign sincerity. "I drops 'em a lot, an' they tends to stick. So's I just grab another one. Easier'n chasin' 'em down, hey?" He fingered one of the empty slots, adding in a little plain truth, "An' when I'm in town fer a bit, I buy some more." He was picking up an order tomorrow, in fact, to replace the half-dozen or so he'd "dropped" and lost here and there over the last few weeks.

He checked on her friend, still engaged in a not-wholly-friendly discussion with the archer, and saw one of the barmaids coming back across the room. Raising a hand to signal her, so he could order Maudeline her glass of wine, he said, "I don't rightly know what an 'adventurer,' is, though." Karem had only said adventurers were just people with more of a death-wish than was sensible, and that closed the subject. "I just likes t' roam about. See new places, hey?" He shrugged and allowed, "I likes Estrana, though, so's it might be fair t' do somewhat fer the king. Especially if'n he's payin' good fer it."

Especially if it let him learn from that archer... who was chatting so seriously with Maudeline's friend. Easy connection, maybe....

As the barmaid came by, he told her, "Glass of wine fer the lady, hey? Thanks." His attention returning to the lady in question -- yeh, "lady," that could explain the gloves, right enough -- he asked her, "So's if'n the king's recruitin' 'adventurers,' what is it you can do fer him? You don't have no blade likes yer friend Ciara, 'er even a bow, 'er knives. You a mage, likes that skinny man over there says he is?"
Ginny Hawk
 player, 11 posts
Wed 4 Nov 2015
at 23:54
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
"That's good." Gin wasn't out to make someone's life choices her mission. She did learn something though. So it wasn't a wasted venture. At least she could find someone to talk to that wasn't going to stab her in the next breath. That was something, right?

When she continued about the king's ransom, Ginny kept listening, but her eyes wandered. It took a few moments as she processed the thoughts in her head, watching the guy with the obvious knives and Ciara's friend. She also took in the Nymph. (Interesting development.) And the loudest pair in the place, not counting the typical set of leering drunks and halfwits.

Coming into a place, you could typically pick out most of those who weren't the regulars. Usually the ones with open weapons. Regulars lived there and didn't like stirring up shit when they didn't have to.

Her eyes finally came full circle and rested on Ciara. Her eyes were intent, as if weighing all the pros (What little there was of them.) and the cons. (A list two miles long.)

"Deal."

She offered a firm shake for the taking. "Just keep an eye out. Rich people aren't rich because they give money away." She said lightly back. Lightly enough to maybe make Ciara wonder if she heard it at all. But she wasn't going to risk the bartender being in the notice-giver's pocket.
Ciara Rubeir
 Player, 19 posts
Thu 5 Nov 2015
at 00:09
Re: Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Ciara was about to point out the sarcasm that she wasn't sure if Ginny had actually got or not, regarding Maudeline, and then shrugged it off, sipping her wine instead. She flicked a glance over toward where she and the half-orc were talking, noticing his eyes pointing back in her direction as Maud animatedly pointed her out across the room. She seemed to be doing even better than Ciara expected in making a connection. Although Ciara was well aware that she didn't really have too long to spare. One of the things she'd started to learn about Maudeline was that the other woman had a bad habit of letting her mouth stay connected to her brain too long, and suddenly it would spill something forward that probably should have been filtered out.

She turned her attention back to Ginny, and met the woman's gaze.

Taking the hand that was offered to her, Ciara nodded, half hearing Ginny's words and filling in the gaps from watching her mouth move. She nodded subtly, and then drew her hand back.

"Thanks for the drink. If you want to come and join us, feel free."

She didn't actually wait for an acknowledgement as she moved away from the bar. With a breath, the firm and serious posture faded from her shoulders and body, and once more her boisterous character had returned. She weaved through the tables to where Maudeline and Xochil were speaking, and slid onto a seat alongside Maudeline.

"What'd I miss?" She said, grinning as she sipped at the wine in her hand.
Astrid Daleborn
 player, 12 posts
 Human
 Paladin
Thu 5 Nov 2015
at 05:06
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
In reply to Naomi Lotus (msg # 54):

Astrid nodded happily and smiled to the nymph. It seemed there were a lot of interesting people around! Some of them seemed to be newer to this sort of business like herself (not that she would admit that to anyone), while others were more experienced, grizzled fighters. She was sure that nearly all of them were capable however. She clenched her fist for just a moment as she imagined going on this, her first true quest as a knight errant. She would fight as hard as she could, honoring Rauna in what she knew was the best way possible. Still, she also understood that this would be difficult. For the moment, the best thing she could do was get to know her fellow adventurers and heroes a bit better, so that they may work together well on the mission. She jovially raised her glass and took a sip. "Now then, where are you from? I'm guessing that you're far from home Miss Lotus. What made you come here and take on this quest?" Her reasons for coming would be rather...obvious given her introduction. She had no reason to mention it further.
Maudeline Black
 player, 26 posts
Thu 5 Nov 2015
at 09:52
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
For a moment, Maudeline wondered if the half-orc was trying to mess with her. First he said he lost his weapons all the time, then he claimed not to know what adventurers were? But why would a stranger even do such a thing? Besides, he looked honest enough. She shook off the thought. Her past experiences had probably made her a little too paranoid.

"I think it's just a friendlier term to indicate a mercenary. Mercenaries undertake dangerous expeditions for monetary gain, adventurers for the experience. I assumed you fell under one of t-those two, since most locals are not as well armed. Besides," she added loyally, "If you keep losing so many knives, the extra money could certainly c-come in handy."

When he asked about her, she cringed involuntarily. For a moment she looked over her shoulder towards the table where the mage was sitting, then she shrugged, looking back. "I consider myself more of a scholar. It's important to accurately report on events. There are numerous historical occasions in which great things that s-shape today's world happened, but scholars can't even agree on w-which king was ruling in said period or what exactly took place to end a war. If this mission does turn out to be of vital importance, I would like to be there and witness it." She looked down shyly. "B-but yes, I am also a mage. Defensive magic is my specialty. When I can get it to work," she added, her expression turning a little more miserable.

When Ciara joined them, however, she cheered up again. "We were just talking about the king's mission. Xochil was thinking of signing up as well. Xochil, this is my friend, Ciara Nubeir." She allowed herself a moment of pride for being a good hostess, then nodded at Ciara. "Everything okay?"

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Naomi Lotus
 player, 14 posts
Thu 5 Nov 2015
at 15:47
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
"I came from Qethage," she replied, quite simply. There wasn't much to say about it, since she didn't come from a specific place in Qethage. Her river just ran through the empire.

Naomi paused for a second, trying to remember why she did choose to come to Kishire. "I left Qethage looking for an adventure, since hanging around a river my entire life wasn't exactly a life worth living," she explained, smiling. "I can to this specific inn because of the notice outside, to apply for the quest."
Xochil
 player, 14 posts
Thu 5 Nov 2015
at 16:35
Kishire - The Three Wolves Inn
Now "mercenary" Xochil understood. He nodded. "I been called mercenary before," he agreed. "And yeh, I can always use extra coin fer me knives." He grinned and gave her a small salute with his tankard. "An' treats like this, hey?"

Which made the notion of adventurers being folk who just worked for the experience of doing something seem entirely foolish to him. Although come to think of it... that notice hadn't said anything about coin, had it? What had it said... "highly rewarded," that was it. So, just what did "highly rewarded" mean then, since they specifically asked for adventurers?

He guessed just the experience would be enough incentive for a scholar, though it seemed to embarrass Maudeline no little bit and set her to babbling. What did it matter what caused a war to end, after it was ended? It was over. Life moved on. And someone'd start another war somewhere else soon enough: Someone felt he didn't have enough, or his neighbor had something better, and there'd be a fight. If they were powerful enough, it'd be a fight big enough folks called it a war. Didn't take a lot of puzzling over to figure out that was how the world worked, round and round and round again.

Defensive magic sounded more useful, although to need that, it meant you were already in trouble, which meant you'd really fouled something --

Movement caught his attention, and his thoughts shifted to more immediate concerns as Maudeline's friend advanced on them. Definitely the more dangerous of the two, that one. And while he'd been kind of expecting her to show up at the table, Xochil still felt a flicker of alarm as the swordwoman threw herself into the chair beside the tall scholar. His slight shift away reminded him he still had the bow sheathed behind him, which didn't make him feel easier; there'd be no way to roll out of reach under a table, with that there.

He found a knife in his hand under the table, as Maudeline made introductions. A quick glance showed that the archer hadn't followed, which was as much relief as annoyance. She was the one he wanted to meet, but at least he wasn't backed to a wall in a dangerous way.

Not that he trusted Ciara not to start something; her jovial, easy-going attitude was too much of a turn-around from how intensely she'd been talking with the archer a minute ago. So he nodded, guardedly polite, to her, kept his hand out of sight, and waited to see how she responded to Maudeline's question.

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