A storm was over Stormreach. Clouds darkened the sky, and cold rain poured upon the city. Five figures moved together in the city from the harbor to the Phoenix Tavern. One was a human man in bright white armor. Another was a dark elf in pure black armor. There was also a cloaked halfling and a cloaked drow who was obviously a wizard. But the one that stuck out the most was the warforge that stood 10 feet tall, or almost 10 ft. And had many rather large spikes on his bulky metal body. As they approached the Phoenix Tavern, the man in the white armor looked up at it and said under his breath, "I can't believe this place still stands." The drow in the black armor looked over at him, smirked and chuckled, "I know, right?"
As they came into the tavern, they all looked around. Not because they were new there, but because they have been gone a long time and wanted to see the place which they used to spend so much time in. A waitress came up to them.
"Hello good sirs, would you like me to show you to a table?" She asked.
"No thank you miss, but we already have a table to sit at." Replied the drow in armor, and gracefully bowed to the waitress. They started walking up a ramp and to a table in a corner ledge, a table that belongs to a guild they used to be part of. The Fellowship of the Golden Night. The human paladin faced the dark elf warrior. "Just like the good 'ol times, eh Sorgo?" the dark elf asked the human.
"Sure thing Sho, just like the good times." Sorgo replied.
"Except it's not like the good times." Said the halfling with a gloomy face.
"Hate to say it, but I'm starting to miss the happy hyperactive Mystreo." The drow wizard sighed.
"Not me," said the warforged, "Your not the one the halfling tries to take apart for fun."
"Hey, Infenetus always fixes you afterwards, calm down," Mystreo replied with a small smile, "So are you going to sit down Big?"
The forged looked down at the small wooden chair, "Um...I think I'll just stand."
"So why are we here?" asked Infenetus the drow wizard.
"To see some familiar faces hopefully, before we leave again." Said Sho and pulled out a cigar to smoke. Mystreo pulled out his pipe to join Sho.
"Hey, so what happened to the dwarf? He's missing." Sorgo asked.
"Eh, I ditched Vagaroth somewhere in the city." Sho said with a smile. They all broke out laughing.
***Meanwhile somewhere in the city***
"Where did that damn bloody elf and his crew go!? Bah!" Vagaroth grumbled loudly as he walked around in the rain.
(open to all, light and/or heavy RP, be respectful to others