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Dungeons and Dragons: Legends
The Tavern The Tavern is warm and damp, the hot summer sun heating the moist air. As the six adventures look around they catch a waif of beer and pipe weed. In the center of the tavern is a table, behind it a bar. A large man is sitting at the table a parchment and quill nearby. He is there to take down information and help new adventures get their start in the world. He seems to be open and waiting for more people to come to him. Taking you attention from him you note the other people in the bar, mostly men but a few women. Cobwebs hang around the windows, and dust coats many of the furnishings. Now is the moment of truth, will you go through with you plan of traveling the world or becoming a hero, or will you turn around and rethink your plan. More pressure is on you to act though, the man has now turned to face your way expectantly. His eyes raised in anticipation, obviously he has done this many times because of his air of confidence.
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Marcus does not even hesitate upon seeing the man taking the notes before acting. He simply began to weave his way across the room making sure that he did not inadvertently bump into anyone's table or chair heavily since he was not in the mood for a confrontation. While avoiding confrontation he also kept his stride strong and purposeful as he closed with the man showing no faltering or fear in what he was doing. To most it would seem that he was completely overlooking everyone in the bar that he passed, but in truth he was carefully catching as many details as he could about each as he passed. Then he simply stops right in front of the large man with the notes and begins leaning heavily on the table, "Are you the man we are supposed to contact in this tavern?" His voice betrayed only a slight hint of inquisitiveness and was mostly covered up by the assuredness he let play through his tone of voice. Marcus had already reached the point of no return, he would go through with this completely. There would be no regrest for him and he would not look back, he finally had a strong future and he was going to go for it.
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Looking at you for a long time, he smiles and pulls the parchment and quill over to where you stand in front of the desk. “Yes, If you would please sign here I can give you your beginning money to buy materials.” Reaching under the desk he pulls out a large bag of money. “This money does not need to be returned, but if asked how you got your beginnings you must refer them to us” Smiling the man leans back waiting for you to sign. While looking at your soon to be group members behind you.
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Grimnis folded his arms and returned the stare of the old man with the quill, before observing a human walk up to him. He sniffed quietly.
Bah, this must be the fellow who sent for me. He pulled his hood up, concealing his face in shadows as he watched the younger human speak with the old man. He preferred being concealed in this unfamiliar tavern, some of the folk looked less than trustworthy. Then again, he trusted few humans. He trusted less humans than elves, hah! He scanned the room quietly, pondering the situation. Adventuring would be a good experience, he figured. He'd join the dwarven army back home if it didn't work out, though. He sought battle though, not a patrol duty! That had decided it for him, he desired to become an adventurer. He stepped quietly over to a vacant table and sat down into a chair. He didn't let his guard down one bit, constantly scanning the crowd. Perhaps he'd order himself a drink as he waited. Then he realized something else, human taverns served human brew. He cursed to himself, before cracking a grin.
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Slowly, Erikar gets up and walks toward the man with a large sack of money. "Marcus, we sign this paper and get money for supplies, right?" Erik asks Marcus as he looks at him, his blue eyes the very spirit of inquiry. He then leans closer to Marcus so that only he can hear. "Marcus, who is that dwarf with the hood in the back," He then glances toward the shady dwarf. " I don't like the looks of that mate, his mouth is grinning unusually. I wonder what he's thinking about, eh?" He then leans back and waits for Marcus's answer on whether or not to sign the paper.
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Marcus gives a light smile to the man before picking up the quill and rapidly writes his name on the piece of parchment. He does not bother to make anything neat or official looking he just does it quick and efficiently. He then lays the quill down on the table next to the parchment, "Well if that is all that I need to do I guess I will be taking my gold now." Marcus's smile has turned into more of a smirk now and leans sideways against the table waiting fr the man to give him his money.
"Hmm?" Marcus turns quickly to look at Erikar since he had not been paying attention a first and needed to replay what he had said through his head. "Oh, ya I think all we need to do is sign to get our money." he then follows Erikar's gaze to see the dwarf, "as for him, no clue." Marcus shrugs his shoulders to show he does not know much about the dwarf and was not particularly concerned.
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Looking at the one with the hood first then back to the new comer who ha djust walked up the man smiles. "Yes, its as easy as that The bag will be divided between your group, thier is enough in their for you to get starting weapons, or armor, and some other...things..." He lets the sentence trail off leaving a little mystery in the air. "You might want to call the dwarf over, we need all signatures. Rememeber this is a group effort for now on" He ask slyly
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"Oh, well that sounds fine and good with me, sir. I thank ye much for this." Erikar said as he bent down, turned the paper to face toward him. He then took the ink quill pen and scribbled his name down, messily. " I'm sorry my name is so messy, sir. I did not have much learnin." Erik said, shrugging it off as to not look embarrassed." Marcus, go fetch that dwarf over yonder, would ye?" Erikar asked, wondering if he would.
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"Oh it no problem sunny" he speaks slowly as if to mock you, but then changes his voice back to normal. "Once i have all the sigs you can be on your way, I would stop by the market first"
Leaning back he sucks on his freshly lit pipe.
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Avric was in his preferred form, most humans don't take kindly to his alien appearance. In truth he was slightly nervous but he had found who he was looking for. Avric thought that he had many of the skills or talents needed but there was only one way to find out. He started over to the table nearly knocking into a barmaid carrying a tray of empty mugs back to the bar for washing. He ducked under the tray. He sat down at the table, next to the man who had joined the table a minute ago. He would wait let someone else speak first.
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