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537464827_Inactive (Applicant) 12/1/2005 1:23 PM EST : RE: Trouble

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The woman had a gift. She managed to speak for what seemed forever about absolutely nothing. This was beginning to annoy Cloak quite sufficiently, and had it not been for the outburst from the front of the tavern near the door, he may have done something drastic. The remarks made by the Half-elf were sharp indeed, but Cloak knew she was just looking for the upperhand. With a calm visage, Cloak took back the offensive. "What them? Oh no. They will be more entertainment then unwanted guests. This should be quite fun. Now if you'll excuse me..." Cloak arose and gave a slight nod, knowing that all his associates would notice the cue and take action. With hood up and cloak wrapped around him with his hands inside, Cloak walked over with supreme confidence. "Evening Gentlemen. Is there a problem that I may help resolve? You did come here with quite a raucous, maybe I can be of some assistance to you kind folks?" stated Cloak with absolute concern in his voice. Maybe too much concern. Nonetheless, Cloak stood there relaxed as he awaited a reply from the men.
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537498264_Inactive (Applicant) 12/1/2005 6:18 PM EST : RE: Trouble
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A pair of dark beady eyes turn to glare at the cloaked figure.

"This is none of yer concern bud, I suggest you shove off before..." his voice trailing off, it was at this moment Talsor notices the figure has comrades within the tavern looking in his direction, and they appear far more competent than his own thugs.

"Uhh what I meant to say, sir, is me 'n my two friends here was educatin' this fellow about respecting my property." The suddenly uncomfortable man stammers, "Sorry fer the earlier raucous, we'll be quiet don't you worry. Infact, he was jus' about t-"

"We were about to order some drinks," Jabari says, interrupting Talsor. Jabari smiles towards the small man across the table and adds, "I'll just have a mead, thanks friend."

"Wha?! I'm not buy-" Talsor says, looking stunned.

"No wait, I'm in the mood for some wine." Jabari muses, staring into the air above the dumbfounded Talsor as if the the decision weighs heavily on his thoughts.

"Wha- wine?! Listen you cocky sonofa-" Talsor, starts to yell, exasperated. He slams a clenched fist down on the table, his face turning red and a forehead vein becoming a prominent feature in the middle of his receding hairline.

"...and I mean good wine. Expensive wine! None of that cheap watered down slop in a bottle." Jabari continues, further enraging the small man. Lowering his eyes to look back to Talsor, he grins and says, "Well come on already, you don't want to make a scene infront of this gentleman and his associates, do you?"

Visibly shaking with rage at the bard's audacity, Talsor turns to his enforcer Anddar and, with much effort, manages to spit out his request. "Go fetch us some ale from the bar, and some wine for Mister Jabari."

"Some expensive wine." The young bard specifies.

Shutting his eyes and clenching his jaw, Talsor corrects himself to Anddar "...expensive wine."

Turning to the cloaked man patiently watching the conversation, Jabari grins and mouths the words, "Thank you."
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537490989_Inactive (Applicant) 12/2/2005 3:36 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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Just as Whisp was about to pull out the chair from the nymph, that seemed to have the gift of the gab for it seemed she had not stopped dribbling on about any vagrant thought that popped into her head the whole time she had been face to face with Liolin , the door busted open and more poured strangers. Deftly she spun away from her previous action and placed herself between Liolin and the new intruders, tensing for what ever action would be required in that split moment. She thought to her self that after tonight she would suggest to Liolin that maybe some “guards” be placed at the entrance to avoid a shambles of a night like this. She quickly realized that this fools had no quarrel with the den but rather with each other and relaxed.

She then turned her attention back to the nymph to find her gone. Cursing herself for not keeping an eye on the nymph and being so easily disarmed to her potential threat by her incessant babble, she scanned the crowd quickly, following the ripples left through the crowd by her motion, till she spotted her. A cold chill ran down her neck as she realized the nymphs destination. “Did Ralthoin not see her!” she thought to herself in alarm, “Was he to distracted by his own selfish brewing or all the commotion around him to see the danger heading his way!” Her hand instantly grasped a dagger well hidden in her sleeve, her well practiced eye calculating the requirements for a swift and deadly strike from across the room, her muscles tensed her nerves twitched and just as she was ready to let her calling card fly, she noticed something. Sympathy. In the nymphs eyes sympathy for Ralthoin and his plight, what little she obviously knew. Sympathy and perhaps even compassion. Poor girl she new not what she was getting herself into. Whisp released the dagger, still in its hiding spot. Ralthoin was in no danger and maybe he might even be in for some salvation. She hoped for Ralthoin’s sake the later was true.

Glancing around she saw Liolin had the new group quickly under control and quivering their boots. This would normally have garnished her attention, for noting more pleased her then seeing grown men turn to jelly in the face of true danger, and nothing more true could be said about Liolin than that he was true danger. But this solitary elf that had come in with the nymph and now sat alone un-phased by all this commotion. Sip quietly on her ale. She intrigued her. From experience she knew those that waited to enter the fray usually were the most dangerous. Maybe it was time for introduction. And so she sashayed her way over to her. Leaned over and whispered in low voice “Is this seat taken.”  

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537464827_Inactive (Applicant) 12/2/2005 4:27 AM EST : RE: Trouble

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"Respecting property you say? You mean similiarly to the way youblatantly disrespected the property of this here tavern? Such hypocricyreally makes me sick kind sir. Mayhaps it is best if you and yourcolleagues go elsewhere and you educate them on respect of propertybefore you go bringing your problems into this fine establishment?"Cloak's calm and kind demeanor quickly departed as he realized that heonce again held the upper hand. "As for this young man you claim to beeducating, he will stay here and enjoy the wine you so kindly offeredto purchase him. Now please hand me the money for the wine and begone." Cloak then removed his left hand from his cloak to hold out hishand in order to recieve the gold. As he did this, he blatantly openedthe cloak wide enough to display the gleaming dagger on his belt whichis right hand was still very close too. "10 for the wine and a bitextra to replace the door you so unkindly destroyed perhaps?" Cloakstated the question as more of an order than anything.
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Ralthoin (Applicant) 12/2/2005 2:04 PM EST : RE: Trouble
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The dwarf glanced round the tavern once more and shook his head, petty squabbles and disputes did not concern him and the solace he was seeking tonight would not be found here. Finishing his ale with a gentle sigh he turned to look at the card table where Ranaewen and her companion were sitting, and instead found himself face to face with the tiny elf.

As she introduced herself Ralthoin once again looked into her eyes and saw the empathy and concern etched on her face. It was almost as if she could see the painful memories that drained the dwarf so, and this troubled him slightly. However despite this the dwarf could also sense the energy and happiness that radiated from her like the brightest sunbeams. Innocent, trusting and like an open book this was no disguise. She did not need one.
What concerned Ralthoin more was that this one had been brought to this seedy tavern surrounded by thieves and murderers. Ranaewen would have some explaining to do.

"Im sorry little one," he apoligised realizing she was waiting for an answer, " My name is Ralthoin Spleensplitter fae the Clan....." he stopped in midsentence and let out a heavy sigh, "...fae The Fellowship. Yer companion I ken," he said pointing at Ranaewen, " but I dinna believe we hiv met."

She giggled, but instead of annoying the dwarf as before he immediately felt at ease as if the painful, raw emotions he was feeling were being pulled from his very being. His bearded face drew back as he managed a smile, one that was mirrored in the face opposite him, and he settled back in his chair.

"Well lass, if ye fancy keeping a crabbit ol' dwarf company I'd be very welcome. I kin tell ye ma story and maybe ye can tell me why she dragged ye tae this place." his eyes narrowed as he watched the laughing half-elf at the card table.

His memories temporarily forgotten could wait for another day...


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537498264_Inactive (Applicant) 12/3/2005 10:12 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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"I'm afraid you misunderstood what Mister Talsor Oddone meant by 'property,' my drow friend." Jabari says to the cloaked figure, noticing the dark blue skin pigment of the outstretched hand.

"That's Oddson you noisy lout... now shut yer trap!" Talsor snaps in response to the bard.

Anddar returns to the table with three flagons of ale and a bottle of wine.

Appearing relieved at Anddar's timing, Talsor suddenly grows bold. Casting a hideously looking smile to the drow he says, "Ah, see? The drinks are here. Surely yer not expectin' us to leave before finishing them?" Grasping one of the flagons Talsor takes a large swig, cautiously watching the cloaked dark elf from the corner of his eye.
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537464827_Inactive (Applicant) 12/3/2005 1:28 PM EST : RE: Trouble

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The blatant challenge of authority urked Cloak indeed. With theoutstrechted hand, Cloak quickly knocked the glass out of Oddson'sgrip, sending it crashing to the floor. The two from the bar quicklyapproached the two thugs of Oddson, hands on their hilts ready to takeaction. "I believe I asked you to leave sir. Now if you and yourentrourage ever wish to speak to your loved ones again, you'll kindlyand without trouble take your belongings and depart from hereimmediately. As for your payment of the ale, your "friend" here willstay behind to play his little lute until I feeled the debt is clear isthat understood?" Cloak's tone began to lose it's calm and confidentdemeanor and became a more angry and forward tone.
    With the tavern once again quiet, Cloak knew thatall eyes were on them. He was not about to let this weak excuse for aman make a fool of him. Too many have felt they could take control thisday. Too many had crossed the line. If this man wished to take this anyfurther, there would no doubt be repercussions. Cloak didn't evenbother to have his weapons hid any longer. One had was on his rapierand one was within quick reach of his dagger. Cloak really never didlike to kill unless it was absolutely needed. But more so than that,Cloak never liked to lose. This would either come to be a quiet andcalm end, or a bloody one. Cloak preferred the previous, but wouldn'tback away from the latter. Cloak stood there, for the first time hisfacial features were easily seen from under the hood of his cloak. Hislips were tight pressed, teeth clenched with anger. His eyes full ofenergy, not rage, but more controlled, more like determination. Hestood there and glared at the man, awaiting his action.

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537498264_Inactive (Applicant) 12/3/2005 4:15 PM EST : RE: Trouble
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His brief moment of courage vanishing at the sight of the weapons, Talsor turns pale and slowly gets up from his chair.

Motioning for his henchmen to follow, Talsor mumbles, "C'mon boys, let's go." Glaring at the smug Jabari still seated at the table, he spits on the floor and points at the bard. "This isn't over." He growls.

"Thanks for the wine!" Jabari responds grinning, raising the bottle in Talsor's direction.

As Talsor nears the door the bard yells to him, "Talsor? The damage?"

The small man freezes and his shoulders stiffen. Removing a coin purse from his belt he spins around and throws the bag at Jabari's head. The bard ducks with time to spare, the coin purse flying past him and landing near the bar.

As the three thugs exit, Jabari walks over to the small bag and picks it up. Tossing it into the air to judge it's weight, he then lobs it across the room to the cloaked dark elf.

"That feels like enough for the damage and the drinks, with some to spare." Jabari says with a nod to the drow. Motioning towards the two untouched flagons of ale left on the table top he adds, "Help yourself to the ale if you'd like, I don't touch the stuff."

Sitting back down at his table, the young bard leans back in his chair and smiles to himself as he examines his new, expensive, bottle of wine.
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537464827_Inactive (Applicant) 12/4/2005 6:49 AM EST : RE: Trouble

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After watching the gentlemen leave the tavern, and following thesacthel of gold flying across the room, Cloak watched as the young manretrieved the bag. As the man tossed the bag to Cloak, he began toformulate where he would go from here. "The gold is a welcome giftindeed, thank you. The ale has never been my way. But I shall take aseat here if you don't mind?" sitting as he spoke.
    "Actually," Cloak thought out loud. Cloak then stoodup, tossed the sack of gold to the barkeep, and shouted "Free Ale Tothe Next 10 customers compliments of..." he stopped midsentence,looking to the man seated at the table, awaiting an answer.
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537490989_Inactive (Applicant) 12/4/2005 8:09 AM EST : RE: Trouble
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Not waiting for a reply she pulled out a chair and sat next to her new interest, but place her self so as to keep an eye on the nymph at the table. She was getting more and more troubled each passing moment about this nymph. She had evaded her gaze to easily and while trying to track her through the crowd found her movements some how "strange". Nothing overt, but suttle. So suttle that probably only one who had track all manner of foe might pick up on and only if they were looking for it. What it was she was unsure of but it was there and she was not going to let someone whom made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up have her back or for that matter leave her sight.
"Your friend," she said questioningly the the quiet stranger," definately has a gift for the gab, an nose for trouble and it seems a soft spot for the morbidly depressed. You on the otherhand seem to be as still and patient as a gargoyle. You make an interesting pair." she stated trying to get a read off this stranger whom all seemed to have forgotten." But where are my manners." she smile with her most disarming smile. " My name is Whisp and you might be?"
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