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Order of the Sword & Rose
Biff clears his throat and makes sure that his voice is steady and loud enough so that all in the tavern may hear him. “I have made my request. Any further conversation is a waste of my time. I am now going to see what sort of Arcane Library Stormreach has to offer. I’m sure you will be able to find me if need arises.”
Biff then turns and heads for the door. Right before he exits, he turns and glances toward the female in the dark blue gown. With a tip of his fedora, he speaks in a thick accent, “Hwuen udos thalra 'sohna.”
The hatred shown clear to Aristoblis in Biffs eyes. He was neither surprised, nor in the least bit concerned. He just quietly watched as Biff made his way for the door. Aristoblis eyes narrow slightly as Biff speaks to Elisan.As Biff passes through the door and into the streets of Stormreach, Aristoblis turns to Elisan and says, “That one has a dagger destined for his back, I fear. Arrogance is not a quality to advertise in this city.”
She is seen walking up the street toward the Troll's Head. Long silver hair reflecting small sparkles in the morning sun as though emanating electricity. She wears the finest black leathers lined in gold. She is tall; towering over Lily which had no trouble keeping up with her Guild Archon.
They were conversing about something as they walked. Lily laughs slightly as she points to Biff.
Hope leans down to Lily as they approach whispering in her hear. Lily nods, looks toward the Troll's Head, and runs off again.
Not one to jump into somone's conversaion, the rogue sits back and evesdrops on all that has just transpired. He hoped that he too will get to meet the Lady. His palms get moist from anticipation. "Collect yourself" he thought in his head. "You are confident and....quite drunk" The halfling lets out a boisterous laugh. "Muhahahha" The patrons take a glance over thier shoulder to see what the wee man is laughing at. The rogue looks behind him as to divert the attention to the Dwarf sitting behind him. Everyone knows where the sound came from and turn back to thier conversations with a smile. This rogue always knew how to make people happy....
Slowly creeps into the room, as if he'd just lost everything but his body. Which by the way, was a short human, deep, lost brown eyes, dry and ragged brown hair, and old rags, soaked from a long rain he'd been experiencing the past few days. "May I...May I have a seat. I'm not here to meet anyone...This is just the first place with a roof I've felt right about entering...Actually...nevermind...I should probably keep going..." He slowly mutters in a low, empty voice....Signature blocked by Forum Admin!