Salted Rim
- Kell
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*After shift, Azrael makes his way to the Salted. Still wearing his uniform, he grunts softly when one of the other bar attendants makes a remark on it. He strolls over to the bar, sits down on one of the stools. Leaning over on the bar, he hooks two fingers behind his collar, pulling it looser. At the same time he raises two fingers, sign for the bartender to shove him his usual after a long day's work.*
"Bloody crapp'n shite, friggin' bloody arses, constantly nagging an' whining, why I outta go to office kick the bloody shite outta some, bloody ain't gonna wake up no more in the morn', friggin' arses ain't payin' nuf' feh..."
*The bartender arches a brow at the soft mumbled curses and complaints, sets a glass before the redhead elf.*
"Bloody crapp'n shite, friggin' bloody arses, constantly nagging an' whining, why I outta go to office kick the bloody shite outta some, bloody ain't gonna wake up no more in the morn', friggin' arses ain't payin' nuf' feh..."
*The bartender arches a brow at the soft mumbled curses and complaints, sets a glass before the redhead elf.*
Kell Dy'ner, Archcriminal of Daris
*Darwin glanced over to the elven guard, cursing like a banshee. Gathering his drink and helm beside him he walked over and sat next to Azrael with a simple nodding gesture*
I'm guessing you need a vacation from this place eh mate?
*Signaling the bartender to bring another drink to the table*
Figure the least I can do is get you another drink. Name's Po...
I'm guessing you need a vacation from this place eh mate?
*Signaling the bartender to bring another drink to the table*
Figure the least I can do is get you another drink. Name's Po...
- Kell
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*Az casts a sideways glance, then snorts, sipping from his drink as he gazes back at the wall on the other side of the bar.*
"Vacation's a way to call it, a'rite. Ya woulda thoute thing weren't that difficult around here, heh. Bloody hell. Glad that ratthing got outta the way, heh. Name's Az, mate. And err.. thanks for the headsup."
"Vacation's a way to call it, a'rite. Ya woulda thoute thing weren't that difficult around here, heh. Bloody hell. Glad that ratthing got outta the way, heh. Name's Az, mate. And err.. thanks for the headsup."
Kell Dy'ner, Archcriminal of Daris
*Darwin smiled and rested his helm down beside him. Ordering a mug of ale for himself he tipped the barmaid a few gold coins. He smiled and nodded with the exchange of words.*
Sure thing. Well met by the way, Azrael. I was wondering what the hell Morin was yappin' about just a moment ago, something abot rats. Ain't been in town a while, figures something crazy happens while I'm away, ususaly does. I'm going to to give it a long shot and guess Kell's involvment?
*Po chuckled to himself and took a large swig of his ale, laying it back down upon the table.*
Sure thing. Well met by the way, Azrael. I was wondering what the hell Morin was yappin' about just a moment ago, something abot rats. Ain't been in town a while, figures something crazy happens while I'm away, ususaly does. I'm going to to give it a long shot and guess Kell's involvment?
*Po chuckled to himself and took a large swig of his ale, laying it back down upon the table.*
- Kell
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"Naaaah.. not this time. Dunna quite know where those rat came from, jus' and infestation figure."
*Az absentmindedly raises the glass to his lips and drinks some.*
"Dunno. Eversince seein' that Lich 'round town that often, ain't seein' that drow much anymo'. Figure those word on that letter were true afterall?"
*Az absentmindedly raises the glass to his lips and drinks some.*
"Dunno. Eversince seein' that Lich 'round town that often, ain't seein' that drow much anymo'. Figure those word on that letter were true afterall?"
Kell Dy'ner, Archcriminal of Daris
- Evelond Formos
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Haru walks into the Salted Rim and sits, signalling the barmaid to pass an ale, and tips her.
He hears part of Az and Darwin's conversation, about a drow and a lich, and thinks back to the last conversation he had with Divven Arkenath.
"Perhaps this 'lich' is that Maelstrom Divven is talking about . . ." he muttered, too softly for anyone that was more than a decimeter away to hear.
He decides to eavesdrop on this conversation, to see if Divven is involved in something.
"Another ale please!" he demands to the barmaid, and once again tips the same one.
He sips the ale, and frowns.
"Hey, I didn't order wine!" The barmaid takes back the wine with embarrasment, and returns with surely an ale.
Haru sips, and it is just how he likes it.
"I best not get drunk," he thinks, "or I will not be able to eavesdrop on this Redboot . . ."
He hears part of Az and Darwin's conversation, about a drow and a lich, and thinks back to the last conversation he had with Divven Arkenath.
"Perhaps this 'lich' is that Maelstrom Divven is talking about . . ." he muttered, too softly for anyone that was more than a decimeter away to hear.
He decides to eavesdrop on this conversation, to see if Divven is involved in something.
"Another ale please!" he demands to the barmaid, and once again tips the same one.
He sips the ale, and frowns.
"Hey, I didn't order wine!" The barmaid takes back the wine with embarrasment, and returns with surely an ale.
Haru sips, and it is just how he likes it.
"I best not get drunk," he thinks, "or I will not be able to eavesdrop on this Redboot . . ."
~Evelond~
"This world is completely opposite. Why do you think we drive on parkways and park on driveways?" - Evelond Formos
"This world is completely opposite. Why do you think we drive on parkways and park on driveways?" - Evelond Formos
- Brenna E'lyana
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Isioviel slips quietly into the Rim. Out of her uniform, many did not recognise the guard. She seated herself at a back table. She had never drank an alcoholic beverage in her life, but after telling Lone his place was with Isha she needed something, anything to deaden the pain. She quietly requested a bottle of wine from the bemused waitress, poured herself a glass, and took a ladylike sip. The liquid gave her a blosseming warmth, causing her cheeks to flush. She stayed at the table for the next few hours in a daze, not noticing the leers from the sailors or the curiousity of the working girls.
- Wormez
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Trojan Swiftspell.
*Trojan was sat looking at various maps planning out a quick route to Dasar. It was then, when he raised his eyes above the map for a moment and looked ahead he saw a familiar woman sit and order a bottle of wine. Trojan stood up, rolled up his maps and slid them though a small hole in his backpack. He approached the woman with a small glass of wine for himself and sat down at the other side of the table. He knew she was familiar but did not ask her what her name was. He looked into her eyes and saw a hole, either she had lost somebody in battle today or she was heartbroken. Trojan felt the need to make sure she felt better.*
*Trojan smiled and said*
Are you...OK?
*Trojan was sat looking at various maps planning out a quick route to Dasar. It was then, when he raised his eyes above the map for a moment and looked ahead he saw a familiar woman sit and order a bottle of wine. Trojan stood up, rolled up his maps and slid them though a small hole in his backpack. He approached the woman with a small glass of wine for himself and sat down at the other side of the table. He knew she was familiar but did not ask her what her name was. He looked into her eyes and saw a hole, either she had lost somebody in battle today or she was heartbroken. Trojan felt the need to make sure she felt better.*
*Trojan smiled and said*
Are you...OK?
Dasarian Since March 2003
----Trojan Swiftspell - Mr Know It All----
--Semy Deuce - Mr U Can't Touch This--
--Xen Dark'Blood - Mr You Will Find Out--
-----Swift D'malin - Mr A-r-r-o-w-s-----
---------And Many Many More-------
----Trojan Swiftspell - Mr Know It All----
--Semy Deuce - Mr U Can't Touch This--
--Xen Dark'Blood - Mr You Will Find Out--
-----Swift D'malin - Mr A-r-r-o-w-s-----
---------And Many Many More-------
- Brenna E'lyana
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- Wormez
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Trojan Swiftspell.
As you wish Miss but simply drinking away your problems shall not solve anything in the long run. Confront what ever is troubling you, defeat it. I shall leave you be, sleep will later my dear.
*Even though she did not want to discuss her problems, Trojan could see that she was not going about things the right way. Drinking would only make things go away for a moment but it makes things ten times worse. Trojan sat on the table behind Isis and made sure no harm was brought to her through her drinking. Trojan was worried for her, some of the barbaric usuals were looking up Isis up and down. Trojan thought it was best to watch over the troubled women*
As you wish Miss but simply drinking away your problems shall not solve anything in the long run. Confront what ever is troubling you, defeat it. I shall leave you be, sleep will later my dear.
*Even though she did not want to discuss her problems, Trojan could see that she was not going about things the right way. Drinking would only make things go away for a moment but it makes things ten times worse. Trojan sat on the table behind Isis and made sure no harm was brought to her through her drinking. Trojan was worried for her, some of the barbaric usuals were looking up Isis up and down. Trojan thought it was best to watch over the troubled women*
Dasarian Since March 2003
----Trojan Swiftspell - Mr Know It All----
--Semy Deuce - Mr U Can't Touch This--
--Xen Dark'Blood - Mr You Will Find Out--
-----Swift D'malin - Mr A-r-r-o-w-s-----
---------And Many Many More-------
----Trojan Swiftspell - Mr Know It All----
--Semy Deuce - Mr U Can't Touch This--
--Xen Dark'Blood - Mr You Will Find Out--
-----Swift D'malin - Mr A-r-r-o-w-s-----
---------And Many Many More-------
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Heaven crept up to Isis' table, sliding against the wall only a few feet away. She watched as the guard drank and a smile slid on her face.
"Do you want to share that bottle, or do I have to get my own?" She asked. Heaven gave Trojan one quick glance before settling her eyes on Isis again.
"Do you want to share that bottle, or do I have to get my own?" She asked. Heaven gave Trojan one quick glance before settling her eyes on Isis again.
Vellin : mistress of the blades
Heaven : a mere chaos weaver
Ivae : a bit of trouble never hurt anyone
Heaven : a mere chaos weaver
Ivae : a bit of trouble never hurt anyone
- Kell
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*Az perks his ears, scoffs loudly, turns on his stool*
"Fer cryin'out loud ya bloody son of a dog, let the girl alone with 'er grief if she wanna. A bottle solving as much as ya petty nice word, ya bastard, who the hell ya think ya being to sneak upon her like that and try to get her when she's weakest eh?"
*Dangerously he glares in Trojans direction, obviously quite protective of Isioviel*
"Fer cryin'out loud ya bloody son of a dog, let the girl alone with 'er grief if she wanna. A bottle solving as much as ya petty nice word, ya bastard, who the hell ya think ya being to sneak upon her like that and try to get her when she's weakest eh?"
*Dangerously he glares in Trojans direction, obviously quite protective of Isioviel*
Kell Dy'ner, Archcriminal of Daris
- Vahene
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"Easy Azrael, I'm sure he meant well," Heaven practically purred. She moved away from the wall and walked towards the Redboot. "Besides, from what I heard earlier, she's probably had quite the shock." She looked over a Isioviel with a smile that would probably freeze a frost giant.
"Can I buy you another drink? Seems I need one myself." She asked, turning back to Azrael.
-H.
"Can I buy you another drink? Seems I need one myself." She asked, turning back to Azrael.
-H.
Vellin : mistress of the blades
Heaven : a mere chaos weaver
Ivae : a bit of trouble never hurt anyone
Heaven : a mere chaos weaver
Ivae : a bit of trouble never hurt anyone
- Kell
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*Azraël snorts, throws Trojan another glare, then keeps his wary eye on him for a while. Distracted by Heaven's voice and feminin appearance, and persuaded halfly by the thought of more ale, he turns halfway back to the bar. He raises his chin to Heaven, arches a brow, then quickly snatches her hand and draws her closer.*
"Aye, well for now if ya wish, but I'll be damned if the bastard doing anything to her, eh..."
*An impish smile cracks, the other eyebrow raises too.*
"Eh, ya know what? If he hurt her, I get to hurt him and ya gonna be the one to make up for it 'cause ya stopped me to begin with. How's that sound lovey?"
*he smirks, playfully slapping her against the bum.*
"Aye, well for now if ya wish, but I'll be damned if the bastard doing anything to her, eh..."
*An impish smile cracks, the other eyebrow raises too.*
"Eh, ya know what? If he hurt her, I get to hurt him and ya gonna be the one to make up for it 'cause ya stopped me to begin with. How's that sound lovey?"
*he smirks, playfully slapping her against the bum.*
Kell Dy'ner, Archcriminal of Daris




