of course my friend. I am glad you like it

*Wakes up very slowly and grogily. As she sits up the imprint of the table is on her face. she pulls the hood over more and yawns*

The tavern is closed today so I'll have to find food and drink else where.I'm sure my friends won't be here either.I hope Boromir has a good day off.

I have a job as a sheep herder.Yesterday was my first day and it was fun just watching over them,well off to work tell this evening.

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THE SINATORIUM CHRONICLE

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XI (day 14) of the time of the fall era

Additional brigades of 2000 orcs join the already 17000 orcs gathered 40 leagues away from Sinatorium. They bring battery rams and siege machines with them. The inhabitants grow nervous each passing day.

There single purpose is to take over the town of Sinatorium. Lord Elkinsinan is frustrated that the king doesn’t reply to his urgency of reinforcements. The Marshall is giving a reward of 4000 gold pieces to any who will join as a royal guard to help increase the defenses of the town.

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Boromir stretches happy to be allowed to get a day off permitted by Criani Peracien. He then pulls down the stools from the counter and chairs from the table. He gets a few logs from the shed outside and sets them in a rack near the fireplace. He notices a small letter on the counter and reads it.

Dear Boromir,

Today I know what I write will be much to your disliking as I ask you to make a special for dark elves, since we have a few that come to our tavern regularly. The products are in the kitchen.

Signed – Peracien.

He gives out a big sigh just thinking what it could be that is so unnatural for a human to taste or enjoy, yet will never disobey what the owner wants of him and begins to write the meal of the day:

Surstroemming – Primarily a seasonal dish that once was enjoyed in the Underdark by the richer society of dark elves. After hobgoblins managed to get these exotic fishes from the surfaces they traded them in for a shiny mineral rock to the dark elves. This dish is rotten fermented herring that could knock out a wolverine. Dark elves enjoy the smell yet surface dwellers cannot stand the looks and tastes of it. It is served with boiled potatoes covered in chives and sour cream.

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The famous master thief Morinkir Talendor has been arrested by the Marshall on XI (day 11) of the fall era in the late evening with the help from a group of young adventurers. He has been questioned yet claims he knows nothing of the group that had plundered the town’s treasury.

*Rathil enters the inn and greets Boromir. He sits down at the bar and then stops suddenly. He sniffs the air a bit looking disgusted.*

Oh Boromir, what is that dreadful smell? The green dragon isn't having any sewage issues is it?

I love the game, I have enjoyed the thread!

Re'Anna walks in from the sunshine with the fresh smell of earth and moss about her. She looks around to see if anyone is here.
Boromir, I do hope you enjoyed your day off as much as I. she says laughingly.

*Vun arrives shortly afterwards, walking in with his robes and walking stick. He had a full day of learning the skinning trade yesterday and had plenty of work of work to do today, but he doesn't seem to be in poor spirits at all as he entered the inn and sat down somewhere.*

"No I am told to make some dark elfin specialities," Boromir replies with a nose clip on his nose.

"After 24 days of nonstop work you bet I did!" he replies.

"Well hello there Vun. How has it been of lately?" Boromir asks.

Well thank you for enjoying this thread. We are on our third post already and we are very fortunate to have a great following. If you are interested in creating a character then don't hesitate to contact me. The setup isn't difficult and it is your chance to use the deepest imagination and creativity a person can ask for.

It has been good of lately. I took time off being attacked myself and began my new job assisting a fur hunter with skinning. It's surprisingly meditative.

"Yes I occassionally have to skin a boar or deer to prepare meals here in the tavern. I would rather pluck feathers from chickens to tell you the truth," he finishes.

*Wakes up from her exagerated Torpor and looks around. She fixes her cloak and rubs the table impression on her forhead*

*He looks to Tatahl and smirks a little.*

Good Day, "sleep" well?

*Looks at Fain swaying slightly. and rubs her face with her hands trying to wake up*

I fly back to the Inn,Hello Re'Anna,Vun,have you seen the sky?
It has a strange color just makes my skin crawl.This weather is also weird. And hello to you silent one.Will you be traveling with us today?

*Looks at the pixi and follows its movement wondering why a pixi would come to a place such as this when the feilds are much nicer*