Robin Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 84 
Age: 23
Physical Description: Robin is 6'1, has shaggy out-grown pure white hair, with bright blue eyes. He tends to always have a stern look on his face, even when he's drunk at the bar. His face is pale, with a decently looking jawline; not too sharp, not too round, attractive.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears an old worn-out suit with a white a lazily done tie to finish off his look. He wears normal old dress shoes and occasionally wears a long tan trench coat. On each side of his belt hangs two long, sheathed blades, loosely strapped in for easy access.
Registered: Oct 17, 2015 17:22:45 GMT -8
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Post by Robin Fletcher on Oct 17, 2015 19:47:51 GMT -8
 A small tavern resides in the middle of the city, surrounded by several different shops.
On the main floor of the tavern there is the bar and many tables for costumers to relax for a cold (or warm) drink, or to partake in a nice meal.
Upstairs is the sleeping quarters, where travelers, or just people from the city can sleep and rest for the night.~ Please no fighting, if you wish to brawl, take your drunk ass outside. I'll even throw in free popcorn. Thank you! ~ |
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Megan Zachurr
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Roleplay posts: 131 
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Oct 17, 2015 22:08:42 GMT -8
The door to the tavern opened and a tall, black-haired woman wearing mage robes and light armor walked on in carrying a large pack slung over her shoulder. She set the pack down with a thump and approached the bar. Her scepter, Eulux, stuck out of the pack.
"I've didn't see this place when I was last here, must be new." Megan looked around the place then back at the proprietor. "I want to book a room here while I'm in town. Not sure how long I'm staying, but I have the money for the down payment."
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Robin Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 84
Age: 23
Physical Description: Robin is 6'1, has shaggy out-grown pure white hair, with bright blue eyes. He tends to always have a stern look on his face, even when he's drunk at the bar. His face is pale, with a decently looking jawline; not too sharp, not too round, attractive.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears an old worn-out suit with a white a lazily done tie to finish off his look. He wears normal old dress shoes and occasionally wears a long tan trench coat. On each side of his belt hangs two long, sheathed blades, loosely strapped in for easy access.
Registered: Oct 17, 2015 17:22:45 GMT -8
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Post by Robin Fletcher on Oct 18, 2015 16:10:18 GMT -8
Robin turned when he heard the door swing open. He looked the woman up and down.
"Yes, I just built it here, a small little place it is, but mighty cozy."
He smiled at the woman and nodded his head.
"Well it's two silver per night, so if you want you can either pay for several nights or pay as each day goes by."
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Megan Zachurr
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Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Oct 18, 2015 17:37:11 GMT -8
"I will be here at least a week." Megan puts down 14 silver pieces and await to receive her room key. "I'll return tonight, I have business at the academy."
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Robin Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 84
Age: 23
Physical Description: Robin is 6'1, has shaggy out-grown pure white hair, with bright blue eyes. He tends to always have a stern look on his face, even when he's drunk at the bar. His face is pale, with a decently looking jawline; not too sharp, not too round, attractive.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears an old worn-out suit with a white a lazily done tie to finish off his look. He wears normal old dress shoes and occasionally wears a long tan trench coat. On each side of his belt hangs two long, sheathed blades, loosely strapped in for easy access.
Registered: Oct 17, 2015 17:22:45 GMT -8
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Post by Robin Fletcher on Oct 18, 2015 19:00:46 GMT -8
Robin smiled sweetly at her, taking her silver pieces and pulling a small key with the number 1 engraved into it.
"I hope you have a really nice stay ma'am. If you ever need anything, a drink, a meal, or just someone to talk to, I'm here."
He rubbed his chin.
"Are you a student at the academy..?"
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Megan Zachurr
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Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Oct 18, 2015 19:08:02 GMT -8
"I don't know the word for it, but I'm a student who's already graduated but keeps coming back. I'm already a certified mage, but I still go back to learn more when I'm not on a quest." Megan takes the key and walks back to her bag, putting the key in there and picking up the bag. "Thanks, My name is Megan Zachurr by the way, Mr...."
Megan looks out at the sign, "Fletcher."
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Robin Fletcher
Committed
Roleplay posts: 84
Age: 23
Physical Description: Robin is 6'1, has shaggy out-grown pure white hair, with bright blue eyes. He tends to always have a stern look on his face, even when he's drunk at the bar. His face is pale, with a decently looking jawline; not too sharp, not too round, attractive.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears an old worn-out suit with a white a lazily done tie to finish off his look. He wears normal old dress shoes and occasionally wears a long tan trench coat. On each side of his belt hangs two long, sheathed blades, loosely strapped in for easy access.
Registered: Oct 17, 2015 17:22:45 GMT -8
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Post by Robin Fletcher on Oct 18, 2015 19:15:38 GMT -8
"Heh, you can just call me Robin, Miss Zachurr."
He looked at her bag and it seemed to look quite heavy.
"Would you like some help carrying your things ma'am?"
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Megan Zachurr
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 131
Registered: Oct 14, 2015 14:19:14 GMT -8
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Post by Megan Zachurr on Oct 18, 2015 19:18:15 GMT -8
"No-no. I'm going straight out. See ya." Megan sling her bag back over her shoulder and heads back out. <Exits to Fortis' Magic Academy > |
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