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Post by Roha on Nov 30, 2007 20:15:26 GMT -5
Roha idly listened to the exchange between priest and storyteller, her attention wandering as the talk wore on. It was habit to leave matters like this to Pelstos; she was more concerned with killing a monster than learning about its history. However uninteresting his words were, Roha tried to remained focused in an attempt to cease from hearing the noises from upstairs again. When the conversation ended, she tailed Pelstos to the bar, pausing momentarily to stand behind one of the card-playing dwarves. Midnight blue eyes flicked from the table to Pelstos and back, an impish smirk spreading on her face as she leaned down to the dwarf's ear level. "He's cheating, ya know," she half-whispered conspiratorially with him. A light chuckle escaped from her as she continued to the bar, seating herself beside the priest as she listened for the inevitable start of a brawl. "Heh. Whoops."
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Post by Trey on Jan 4, 2008 11:46:22 GMT -5
The priest already had a red wine in his hands, the liquor didn't do much for him, but it kept him at a steady level. The Anima on the other hand, always seemed to change Pelstos' level, though a completely different kind of level. It always seemed this way in bars, Roha would get a fight started, Pelstos would drink, Roha would join the brawl, Pelstos would drink, someone or something would get thrown at Pelstos, Pelstos would drink, then finally when Roha had beaten several people into near-death, the ex-priest would break up the fight, collect the Anima, and make his exit. After some healing took place of course.
And so, Pelstos began by drinking.
((I'm going to RP some NPCs so you aren't RPing a fight alone. ^_^))
The dwarf accused of cheating flipped the table up, flinging cards and coins all over the accuser and the floor. Before the coins hit the floor, poor drunkards begging for a free drink flew to the ground, snatching everything in their path. The dwarves seemed to ignore them, though the drunkards had started themselves another fight. Soon the entire bar was in an uproar, barmaidens screaming and hiding behind trays while the smart ones got behind the bar and ducked down. The barkeep exited to the back room. He knew he couldn't break up a tavern brawl, especially one with dwarves involved.
"How DARE you say I'm cheating!" The accused dwarf bellowed angrily from across where the table used to be.
"Ah, because you were, Gritrog SLEEZEbeard!" The last word was emphasized, an insult, obvously.
Gritrog roared and plowed into the dwarf, pushing him all the way into the other culprit, making her fall from her high perch on the stool.
She screamed as the two dwarves got into a match on top of her.
Someone shouted to the storyteller, the scarred man with the long black hair, but he was no where to be found. Perhaps just a coward in hero's clothing.
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Post by Roha on Jan 9, 2008 1:24:37 GMT -5
Roha hopped down from the bar stool, making her way around to the other side of the bar, smiling wickedly to herself as she listened to the arguments and fights now under way. She sipped at a variety of different drinks, freely taste testing the tavern's wares while the bartender was in hiding. She shot Pelstos an occasional curious look, knowing full well he'd eventually break the brawl up and ruin her fun. Then she'd have to heal the injuries before they made their escape and seek out another tavern, only to repeat it all over again.
"Do you think we'll ever manage to get ourselves banned from every tavern in every realm?" she asked the priest, ducking her head a tad to avoid a thrown chair. The wolf grumbled to herself, brushing a few stray splinters from her hair as she idly waved a hand at a nearby candle. The flame jumped free of the wick, darting through the air and weaving through the sea of bodies until it found the one who'd thrown the chair. Roha had resumed inspecting wines, smirking as she heard the man yelped with fright as his clothes caught fire.
((I'm keeping it short. I can't seem to think or type tonight. >_< And did you honestly expect her to physically fight? XD Roha's mostly bark and a little bite.))
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Post by Trey on Jan 9, 2008 1:40:53 GMT -5
((Yeah, well I guess she is more of the 'cause other people to fight and enjoy it through them' type of person. XD))
The expriest raised an eyebrow at his companion. She was tasting all sorts of liquors, and it didn't seem like the best idea to him..
Actually, it seemed like a brilliant idea. The drunkard held out both of his hands to the Anima, the palms parted just enough for a bottle to land into. It was a silent request, but he figured she'd get the point.
Several people were starting to bleed. One man was holding his arm in pain, and another was unconsious ontop of a dwarf.
The fight raged on angrily.
((i'm too lazy to describe more fight. XD))
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Post by Roha on Jan 9, 2008 2:06:30 GMT -5
Roha continued on her booze-exploring spree, paying just enough attention to the fight to quell any fires before serious injury could occur. She eyed Pelstos' open hands, swaying slightly on her feet. She moved to give him a bottle of rum, thr glass striking to the left of his hands on the first try. She shook her head, trying pointlessly to clear her mind; being a magic-user made one numerous times more susceptile to alcohol. With a small growl to herself, she tried again to pass the bottle, succeeding barely.
"You want to break it up soon?" she asked Pelstos, flicking an ear. "Can't do much healing if I'm completely drunk."
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Post by Trey on Mar 14, 2008 0:29:55 GMT -5
*Roha disguised as Trey* I'ma post now!
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Post by Roha on Mar 17, 2008 20:18:10 GMT -5
((This RP makes me kinda miss Tobias now. XD ))
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Post by Trey on Mar 18, 2008 3:48:03 GMT -5
((lol, yeah, it kinda does o.O))
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Post by Roha on Mar 18, 2008 17:27:16 GMT -5
((Why do our minor characters keep becoming more important? XD Damn you, Tobias! Damn you and all your dogginess.))
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Post by Winifred on May 15, 2008 17:11:51 GMT -5
Dom stumbles through the door from Earth, blinking and looking around confusedly, then up at Nick and Rhikou, his gaze immediately sliding past Nick and focusing on the girl. "Um... hello..." he smiles charmingly, and despite his scruffy appearance seems to be attractive, in a stray puppy sort of way. "I seem to be lost. Do you know any place I can get directions?"
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