Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN - part 4 | |
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if you need back up feel free to call me, i will be happy to come to your aid
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fine sit on my shoulder and talk that way, and i did not blame you, halfling dont mistake, i will find the thief, and when i do i will have a conversation with my ax and them She comes from the corner and says, "ok, what would you like to talk to me about? An adventure?" she steps on the stool by the bar and climbs on the bar waving to Barbus as he leaves and replies, "Now Im as big as you." |
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still not tall enough halfling, but i want to discuss you helping me find work as a guard
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"How can I help you? You want me to steal someones credentials or papers of some sort?" She looks at him with interest...hhmmmmmmm
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i do not keep with thieves, i prefer to find real work, be it war or keeping someone safe
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*Alatariel enters the inn. she is tired from her walk*
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i do not keep with thieves, i prefer to find real work, be it war or keeping someone safe , "you'll find no help from me if you keep saying you dont keep with thieves. When we take off on our adventures, you will need someone with my talent and I grow stronger in experience and have an unusual gift for gab." she holds onto his cheeks as he moves around the room |
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*Alatariel enters the inn. she is tired from her walk* "Hey Alatariel, Im up here..Draven isnt being his sweet self to me." she grins at Alatariel while on Dravens shoulders..She knows he cant see her winking... |
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i have told you when pretty words come to me, i let the words flow from my battleax. and maybe you could be of use to me, but on a field of honor my ax does my talking
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*Alatariel enters the inn. she is tired from her walk* "Hey Alatariel, Im up here..Draven isnt being his sweet self to me." she grins at Alatariel while on Dravens shoulders..She knows he cant see her winking... Hey Calliope I see your being your normal self up tp no good *winks* |
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just remeber halfling,, its a long way to the floor, and do you not remeber the lil toss i gave you last evening? i can do far worse.
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*watches Calliope as she agitates Drave*
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never agitate the minotaur,, for you are small,, crunchy and taste good with ketchup
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*laughs out loud*
*then looks around to see if that was really her* |
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take your place behind the bar little one, i will guard the inn
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*wonders to herself how long it has been since she has laughed*
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hearing the laugh draven thinks maybe she needs to laugh more
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thinks that it is odd that she has not laughed more often
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"Alatariel, Draven is scaaarreeyyy. Talks big!" replies as she pulls her special chair over by here beautiful half elf friend.
She blurts out to Draven, "Go play with your axe toys, at least I can make people laugh and at least enjoy their visit to the Inn" Whispers to Alatariel, "Draven needs to loosen up. A fighter is just as weak as the weakest link if he wears himself down with his words before he battles. |
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you are so correct Calliope and I think i am learning that from experience here.
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