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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2016 11:54:09 GMT -8
As you approach the city's merchant area you'd hear the sounds of laughter and talking coming from a warm and inviting building three stories high. The sign out front is a nicely-painted image of a paladin holding a pillow with what appears to be a blonde fairy on it. He was wearing pajama armor and giving a thumbs up. Above him were the words "Good Knight's Rest" in golden letters.
You walk inside to see a bustling tavern with patrons of every size and shape. A group of dwarves are downing their weight in ale while laughing at crude jokes, another group of men play cards with the straightest poker faces ever seen. A halfling outdoes an orc in darts and is lauded while the orc humbling admits defeat at the hands of someone literally a third his size. Behind the counter is a young man with red, floppy hair taking people's orders. He looks to you and waves with a smile."Welcome! Take a seat, we'll get you served up. Or if you need a place to sleep come on over!" Out of the corner of your eye you get a fleeting glance of a tiny woman with blonde hair- the same girl from the sign outside- carrying a massive tray of food with impossible strength. Getting a better look you can tell she is indeed a sprite standing only 6 inches in height but with the biggest smile you've ever seen. What you do from here is up to you, but ultimately the atmosphere is lively and upbeat.
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Urist Ranulfin
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'ere little piggie!
Roleplay posts: 91
Age: 132
Physical Description: An extremely bulky, and hardy Dwarf fitting their stereotype quite well. He has a great brown beard, and a head shaved clean to help wear his helmet. He is moderately sized for a Dwarf (4ft) but his boots bump that him up to 4'3. His mustache is waxed to be very wide, whilst his beard is in long and very thick braids a sword could get stuck in.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of meteoric iron armour with all sorts of mostly anti-magic enhancements. This metal plate armour is covered with a thin dragon skin. Under it he wears a simple leather jerkin and pants. His boots are massive steel-capped things that create sparks whenever he runs on a hard surface. He is armed with a massive great hammer, creating flames when struck. Finally, his helmet is a great thing, steel, but plated with black obsidian and dragon egg shell and with golden wings. In his back-pack is an old, but reliable crossbow that has a pull a giant would struggle with. He also has a long hook and reel somewhere on him. On his belt are a secondary and much smaller axe, and hammer, whilst on his back is a rather massive and thick shield. He also carries a rather massive book which he never shares the details of. Finally, across his back is a massive fur cape, which if one pays attention to is of humanoid origin.... Adorning his fingers are fat golden rings with all kinds of patterns, but on one hands's fingers is engraved "Urist" in common, whilst in the other in Dwarfish. A gold chain is on his neck, while silver braces are on both of his hands, over his armour as decoration. This mass of equipment means that he rarely strays from civilization, and when he does he is always hunting for something to eat, for it is tiring to carry all the gear he does.
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Post by Urist Ranulfin on Nov 16, 2016 15:00:34 GMT -8
Gripping keeping his pants up with one hand and holding his hammer with another, Urist stomped along the streets, not really minding the occasional fires that were started by the sparks coming from his boots. He grumbled to himself, a bit upset at the lost weight; that was until he saw immediate means to rectify the situation. He stepped into the building, and as the owner greeted him he spat outside, then smacked his lips. "I'd like a cow, please. Oh and lots o' beer good lad." He was satisfied to find this place, as it seemed to fit him perfectly.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2016 15:14:19 GMT -8
Riley looked over the counter at the dwarf and raised an eyebrow.
"Just a slab or the whole thing?" He said with a joking voice and a smirk.
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Checkers the Raccoon
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Roleplay posts: 47
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: Checkers appears to be a rather nondescript raccoon on the larger end of size for one, weighing in at about 20lbs and with a length of about two feet. He always appears to be happy, with a raccoon smile on his face and an incredibly mischievous glint in his eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears nothing but a cape, which for all intents and purposes appears to be a red and white checkered table cloth that one would use for a picnic on a nice summer day. From this cape, he can draw all manner of strange and assorted items, usually, they are useless to whomever he is giving them to.
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Post by Checkers the Raccoon on Nov 16, 2016 18:05:24 GMT -8
The Demigod of all things mischievous and raccoon-like appeared suddenly in the doorway of the place. His recent encounter with the sheriff still fresh on his mind. He believed he deserved a drink for his actions, and so that's what he was gonna get. Checkers may actually pay for it at this rate, that's how happy he was.
Swirling the checkered tablecloth that served as his cape behind him, he strode into the tavern and sidled up to the bar, climbing up the legs of a stool and leaping onto the counter. He briefly examines the people to his left and right before attempting to wave down whoever was serving drinks.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2016 18:27:21 GMT -8
Riley looked over to the raccoon, confused and hesitant.
"Uh.....can I....help you?"
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Checkers the Raccoon
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Roleplay posts: 47
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: Checkers appears to be a rather nondescript raccoon on the larger end of size for one, weighing in at about 20lbs and with a length of about two feet. He always appears to be happy, with a raccoon smile on his face and an incredibly mischievous glint in his eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears nothing but a cape, which for all intents and purposes appears to be a red and white checkered table cloth that one would use for a picnic on a nice summer day. From this cape, he can draw all manner of strange and assorted items, usually, they are useless to whomever he is giving them to.
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Post by Checkers the Raccoon on Nov 16, 2016 18:47:17 GMT -8
"What? Never seen a talking raccoon before? Come on pal. I'm a paying customer."
He flashed two gold coins, though where he had retrieved them from was not apparent to anyone.
"Get me the strongest thing you got in a full-size mug , and...uh...a bowl of strawberries please."
Strawberries were a good fruit, they tasted delicious, made anything you wanted become red and sticky, and made for excellent projectiles. Which of those options he was considering even he did not know.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2016 19:48:58 GMT -8
He sighed. Money was money.
"Coming right up, sir!"
Riley headed into the back. Just then the fairy landed on the counter, setting the tray down to look over at the raccoon curiously.
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Checkers the Raccoon
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: Checkers appears to be a rather nondescript raccoon on the larger end of size for one, weighing in at about 20lbs and with a length of about two feet. He always appears to be happy, with a raccoon smile on his face and an incredibly mischievous glint in his eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears nothing but a cape, which for all intents and purposes appears to be a red and white checkered table cloth that one would use for a picnic on a nice summer day. From this cape, he can draw all manner of strange and assorted items, usually, they are useless to whomever he is giving them to.
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Post by Checkers the Raccoon on Nov 17, 2016 5:25:29 GMT -8
"Thank you." He said, rather cheekily at that. His eyes followed the diminutive sprite as she made her way over to land next to him, then entered into a staring contest with her as he gazed back at her, perfectly mimicking her look, right down to the eye color.
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Urist Ranulfin
Committed
'ere little piggie!
Roleplay posts: 91
Age: 132
Physical Description: An extremely bulky, and hardy Dwarf fitting their stereotype quite well. He has a great brown beard, and a head shaved clean to help wear his helmet. He is moderately sized for a Dwarf (4ft) but his boots bump that him up to 4'3. His mustache is waxed to be very wide, whilst his beard is in long and very thick braids a sword could get stuck in.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of meteoric iron armour with all sorts of mostly anti-magic enhancements. This metal plate armour is covered with a thin dragon skin. Under it he wears a simple leather jerkin and pants. His boots are massive steel-capped things that create sparks whenever he runs on a hard surface. He is armed with a massive great hammer, creating flames when struck. Finally, his helmet is a great thing, steel, but plated with black obsidian and dragon egg shell and with golden wings. In his back-pack is an old, but reliable crossbow that has a pull a giant would struggle with. He also has a long hook and reel somewhere on him. On his belt are a secondary and much smaller axe, and hammer, whilst on his back is a rather massive and thick shield. He also carries a rather massive book which he never shares the details of. Finally, across his back is a massive fur cape, which if one pays attention to is of humanoid origin.... Adorning his fingers are fat golden rings with all kinds of patterns, but on one hands's fingers is engraved "Urist" in common, whilst in the other in Dwarfish. A gold chain is on his neck, while silver braces are on both of his hands, over his armour as decoration. This mass of equipment means that he rarely strays from civilization, and when he does he is always hunting for something to eat, for it is tiring to carry all the gear he does.
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Post by Urist Ranulfin on Nov 17, 2016 7:02:19 GMT -8
"Aye, do ya take me for a wazzock? Ya ken we're not a runty folk, we'll eat cows whole." Urist went over to sit a one of the tables, awaiting the bovine delight to come.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 8:14:08 GMT -8
Riley called from the back.
"Cheese, do we have any whole cow?"
The fairy shook her head and began to chirp.
"Well, can you help him by getting one then?"
The fairy fingerbanged towards Riley and clicked her tongue. She flew into the back where loud rustling of pots and pans could be heard. Riley came back out with a bowl of strawberries and an ale for the raccoon before noticing a giant fairy sitting at the table.
"Wait, wha-"
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Urist Ranulfin
Committed
'ere little piggie!
Roleplay posts: 91
Age: 132
Physical Description: An extremely bulky, and hardy Dwarf fitting their stereotype quite well. He has a great brown beard, and a head shaved clean to help wear his helmet. He is moderately sized for a Dwarf (4ft) but his boots bump that him up to 4'3. His mustache is waxed to be very wide, whilst his beard is in long and very thick braids a sword could get stuck in.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of meteoric iron armour with all sorts of mostly anti-magic enhancements. This metal plate armour is covered with a thin dragon skin. Under it he wears a simple leather jerkin and pants. His boots are massive steel-capped things that create sparks whenever he runs on a hard surface. He is armed with a massive great hammer, creating flames when struck. Finally, his helmet is a great thing, steel, but plated with black obsidian and dragon egg shell and with golden wings. In his back-pack is an old, but reliable crossbow that has a pull a giant would struggle with. He also has a long hook and reel somewhere on him. On his belt are a secondary and much smaller axe, and hammer, whilst on his back is a rather massive and thick shield. He also carries a rather massive book which he never shares the details of. Finally, across his back is a massive fur cape, which if one pays attention to is of humanoid origin.... Adorning his fingers are fat golden rings with all kinds of patterns, but on one hands's fingers is engraved "Urist" in common, whilst in the other in Dwarfish. A gold chain is on his neck, while silver braces are on both of his hands, over his armour as decoration. This mass of equipment means that he rarely strays from civilization, and when he does he is always hunting for something to eat, for it is tiring to carry all the gear he does.
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Post by Urist Ranulfin on Nov 17, 2016 9:56:21 GMT -8
"Ain't got a whole cow? I though this were an inn!" With a series of grumbles he scratched his beard and made up his mind. "I'd like the equivalent of a cow's weight in meat, can you do that?" He tapped his fat ringed fingers on the table, oblivious to the situation around him.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 10:04:13 GMT -8
"Already on it, sir!" Riley said before pointing to the back. On queue, The fairy came out carrying at least 300 pounds of cooked meat, stacked high on a plate just as massive. She dropped it to the table, causing the floor to shake, before wiping her brow and flying back to get him a mug of ale.
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Checkers the Raccoon
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: Checkers appears to be a rather nondescript raccoon on the larger end of size for one, weighing in at about 20lbs and with a length of about two feet. He always appears to be happy, with a raccoon smile on his face and an incredibly mischievous glint in his eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears nothing but a cape, which for all intents and purposes appears to be a red and white checkered table cloth that one would use for a picnic on a nice summer day. From this cape, he can draw all manner of strange and assorted items, usually, they are useless to whomever he is giving them to.
Registered: Oct 26, 2016 11:51:37 GMT -8
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Post by Checkers the Raccoon on Nov 17, 2016 10:16:32 GMT -8
"Whoops, took the staring contest too seriously. Much more disconcerting to look at a mirror image of oneself when they are not in the mirror yes? Quite so quite so."
He flashed back into his usual raccoon form, complete with checkered cape and small paws that already probed the interior of the bowl of strawberries.
"Exquisite strawberries my lad! Where did you get them?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 10:18:17 GMT -8
"You'll have to ask Cheesecake. She adores strawberries just as much as you do so she knows the best place to find them. Anything else I can do for you, sir?"
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Checkers the Raccoon
Established
Roleplay posts: 47
Age: Ancient
Physical Description: Checkers appears to be a rather nondescript raccoon on the larger end of size for one, weighing in at about 20lbs and with a length of about two feet. He always appears to be happy, with a raccoon smile on his face and an incredibly mischievous glint in his eyes.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears nothing but a cape, which for all intents and purposes appears to be a red and white checkered table cloth that one would use for a picnic on a nice summer day. From this cape, he can draw all manner of strange and assorted items, usually, they are useless to whomever he is giving them to.
Registered: Oct 26, 2016 11:51:37 GMT -8
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Post by Checkers the Raccoon on Nov 17, 2016 11:26:57 GMT -8
"Just send the sprite to me when she's not busy and we'll be good."
So cheesecake was her name? Bit of a strange name for a sprite, perhaps she was made of cheesecake? Only one way to find out, but he could not remember if the mortal races still frowned upon being eaten or not. Probably not something they would appreciate being asked either.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 14:08:50 GMT -8
"Yeah, sure. Hey Cheese, you got a fan! Come meet 'im!"
The fairy came out once more with a large mug of ale for the dwarf before dropping to the countertop and bowing to the raccoon. She let out a happy chirp, as if trying to speak to him.
(Let me know if you speak Sylvan, since that's her language of choice.)
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Urist Ranulfin
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'ere little piggie!
Roleplay posts: 91
Age: 132
Physical Description: An extremely bulky, and hardy Dwarf fitting their stereotype quite well. He has a great brown beard, and a head shaved clean to help wear his helmet. He is moderately sized for a Dwarf (4ft) but his boots bump that him up to 4'3. His mustache is waxed to be very wide, whilst his beard is in long and very thick braids a sword could get stuck in.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of meteoric iron armour with all sorts of mostly anti-magic enhancements. This metal plate armour is covered with a thin dragon skin. Under it he wears a simple leather jerkin and pants. His boots are massive steel-capped things that create sparks whenever he runs on a hard surface. He is armed with a massive great hammer, creating flames when struck. Finally, his helmet is a great thing, steel, but plated with black obsidian and dragon egg shell and with golden wings. In his back-pack is an old, but reliable crossbow that has a pull a giant would struggle with. He also has a long hook and reel somewhere on him. On his belt are a secondary and much smaller axe, and hammer, whilst on his back is a rather massive and thick shield. He also carries a rather massive book which he never shares the details of. Finally, across his back is a massive fur cape, which if one pays attention to is of humanoid origin.... Adorning his fingers are fat golden rings with all kinds of patterns, but on one hands's fingers is engraved "Urist" in common, whilst in the other in Dwarfish. A gold chain is on his neck, while silver braces are on both of his hands, over his armour as decoration. This mass of equipment means that he rarely strays from civilization, and when he does he is always hunting for something to eat, for it is tiring to carry all the gear he does.
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Post by Urist Ranulfin on Nov 17, 2016 14:47:08 GMT -8
The Dwarf grinned happily, grabbing a handful of meat and stuffing it in his face. Through a mouthful of food he said. "Izh goodshtuff, but need beer!" He continued on stuffing his mouth, looking at the scene. He could finally regain weight and not be a runt!
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 14:52:21 GMT -8
(Beer's next to you, Cheesecake brought it in)
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Urist Ranulfin
Committed
'ere little piggie!
Roleplay posts: 91
Age: 132
Physical Description: An extremely bulky, and hardy Dwarf fitting their stereotype quite well. He has a great brown beard, and a head shaved clean to help wear his helmet. He is moderately sized for a Dwarf (4ft) but his boots bump that him up to 4'3. His mustache is waxed to be very wide, whilst his beard is in long and very thick braids a sword could get stuck in.
Clothes and Equipment: A massive suit of meteoric iron armour with all sorts of mostly anti-magic enhancements. This metal plate armour is covered with a thin dragon skin. Under it he wears a simple leather jerkin and pants. His boots are massive steel-capped things that create sparks whenever he runs on a hard surface. He is armed with a massive great hammer, creating flames when struck. Finally, his helmet is a great thing, steel, but plated with black obsidian and dragon egg shell and with golden wings. In his back-pack is an old, but reliable crossbow that has a pull a giant would struggle with. He also has a long hook and reel somewhere on him. On his belt are a secondary and much smaller axe, and hammer, whilst on his back is a rather massive and thick shield. He also carries a rather massive book which he never shares the details of. Finally, across his back is a massive fur cape, which if one pays attention to is of humanoid origin.... Adorning his fingers are fat golden rings with all kinds of patterns, but on one hands's fingers is engraved "Urist" in common, whilst in the other in Dwarfish. A gold chain is on his neck, while silver braces are on both of his hands, over his armour as decoration. This mass of equipment means that he rarely strays from civilization, and when he does he is always hunting for something to eat, for it is tiring to carry all the gear he does.
Registered: Jul 9, 2016 13:07:48 GMT -8
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Post by Urist Ranulfin on Nov 17, 2016 15:27:42 GMT -8
It was surprisingly fast that he devoured the meat, and refilled his ale a dozen of a dozen times. "Right, I ken that was a fine meal." He took a few puffs of his pipe, looking about. It was an interesting structure mainly because of all the people within; he could definitely see the appeal. "So how much'll that be? And for a room?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 15:33:03 GMT -8
"Two gold for the meal, and if you're looking for a room we have some available for 10 gold a night. How long were you planning on staying?"
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