Group RP: Role-play log 7

[RP]: (Hafwen Eroenyth): The sun shines brightly over the small city of Sendar. Midday meals are set on tables, workers stop to rest and the taverns begin to fill.
[RP]: (Hafwen Eroenyth): The door to Grebe's Tavern swings open, and a cloaked figure steps through. A hand removes the hood, and Hafwen shakes the dust out of her hair. The ride from Boktor had been long, and she is thirsty.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth finds an empty table and sits, calling for a mug of ale. She smiles briefly at people she knows, but keeps to herself.
[RP]: Logath says 'Hafwen! your back from Boktor'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth looks up, startled. Logath! Hafwen grins, and gestures to an empty seat. Come and sit! She raises her hand, light reflecting off her wedding band, and orders another mug of ale.
[RP]: Logath walks over and takes a seat at the table by Hafwen and says Nice ring.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth says 'Heh, thanks.'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth blushes.
[RP]: (Kerowa): A girl sudddenly tumbles into the tavern and shouts Watch out for those mush.... oops as mushrooms fall on Logath
[RP]: Kerowa says 'Oh I'm so sorry sir! Let me clean that up.'
[RP]: Logath stands up and grabs the mushroom before it falls to the floor and says Look like you dropped something and hands it back to Kerowa
[RP]: Kerowa blushes.
[RP]: (Harltek): The door to the tavern opens and a few leaves blow in from the street, but there is no one there...
[RP]: (Harltek): The door SLAMS shut with a loud bang!
[RP]: (Harltek): Harltek has snuck into the tavern.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth looks up at the sound of the slamming door. Her eyes narrow when she fails to pick out who had just entered. Sneaky people make her nervous. She shrugs and looks at Logath, and the girl with the mushrooms.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth gestures to an empty chair. Have a seat. She looks at the girl and waits.
[RP]: Kerowa smiles happily.
[RP]: Kerowa says 'Thank you so much and I'm so sorry about that. Let me buy you a round of drinks.'
[RP]: Logath smiles happily.
[RP]: Logath says 'so, Hafwen when u get that ring?'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth blushes and looks at her wedding band. Last week. Kessik and I were in Boktor, and well, we just decided to go ahead and get married. She smiles as she thinks of her husband.
[RP]: Logath says 'cool '
[RP]: Harltek mutters to himself 'Why do I always have to have the tough assignments.'
[RP]: Logath glances around the tavern long enough to spot a drasnian sneaking around, finally noticing who it is Tek!, come have a seat
[RP]: Harltek looks up startled. He was hoping to go unnoticed....
[RP]: Harltek walks up to Logath and his companions, pulls up a seat, and plops himself down.
[RP]: Harltek looks quite distracted as he calls for ale.
[RP]: Harltek says 'Greetings. Logath, I'd appreciate it if you didn't shout my name.'
[RP]: Harltek says 'I'm never sure where unfriendly ears might be lurking.'
[RP]: Logath says 'oh, sorry about that, next time I'll be sure to whisper across the tavern'
[RP]: Harltek grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong...
[RP]: Kerowa blinks slowly...
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth looks around at her suddenly full table. She raises an eyebrow and, grinning, drains her mug. Who's up for another round?
[RP]: Kerowa glances at her quite full mug. I might have to pass on that one.
[RP]: Kerowa sighs.
[RP]: Harltek says 'Me too.'
[RP]: Harltek looks suspiciously around the room, trying to examine each face in turn.
[RP]: Harltek says 'Bah, why not. I'll have another mug of ale.'
[RP]: Logath glances at his half full mug and says "I got plenty for now, thanks though"
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth nods and orders another full round. She grins. Just in case you guys run out before I finish.
[RP]: Logath says 'ok, thats not a bad idea'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan walks into Grebe's tavern as a gust of wind comes up and helps blow him inside.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan mutters something quietly to himself.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth leans back in her chair, carefully examining her companions. Logath hasn't changed a bit. He appears to be comfortable in almost any situation. The girl puzzles her. The man Logath had called Tek seems to be nervous. She decides to keep an eye on him.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan walks to an emtpy table and flags down the waitress
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth looks up at the man who'd just entered. She examines him closely, her head tilting to one side. He seems familiar for some reason.
[RP]: Schvenn wakes from his drunken slumber in teh corner to see his friends around him. Waves to everyone and orders another Ale.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan whispers something to the waitress, who winks at him and goes to the bar, returning with a mug of ale, she whispers something back to him, and he shakes his head.
[RP]: Harltek notices the Drasnian who just walked in.
[RP]: Harltek looks inquisitevly at him, and moves his fingers in the Drasnian Secret Language.
[RP]: Harltek signs 'Hello Friend.'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan looks up at the drasnian using the secret language and smiles a half smile. Fingering something in responce.
[RP]: (Ordici Rhellan): Ordici uses the drasnian language to finger "Ahhh my friend, so far from home. And how is business?"
[RP]: (Ssolvarain): The sound of a man screaming can faintly be heard.
[RP]: Schvenn stands up and looks around smiling and heads towards the door mumbling about an appointment somewhere hes forgotten
[RP]: Kerowa glances at the signs being exchanged. Nothing interesting has been said yet, though. More ale, Tek, was it? Your mug seems a little empty.
[RP]: Harltek signs in response Business is well, thanks. How are the roads to Kotu?
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan signs 'The roads are dreary, although I haven't been to Kotu in some time. But I can safely say they are dreary, for they are always dreary.'
[RP]: (Ssolvarain): The sound of screaming grows in volume. A man runs through the streets, screaming in horrific pain and agony, swatting all about his head at the insects that torment him so.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth raises an eyebrow, watching the conversation between the two Drasnians. Small talk, for the most part. She watches the slightly familiar Drasnian carefully, trying to place him.
[RP]: Harltek signs Thanks for the information. I appreciate it.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan signs 'no problem, tell the wench next to you, you know Hafwen over there that Ordici says hello'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan winks at Harltek.
[RP]: Harltek nods.
[RP]: Harltek looks to the woman next to him and says Hafwen, is that your name?
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth nods.
[RP]: Kerowa giggles.
[RP]: Harltek says 'Ordici, the Drasnian over there, says hello.'
[RP]: (Ssolvarain): Dashing into a narrow, filthy alley to escape his tormentors, he finds himself confronted by an evil entity. Thousands of deadly serrated arms flail the air, protruding from a monstrous plated form of the blackest midnight.
[RP]: (Ssolvarain): Screaming like a little girl and completely forgetting the stinging insects swarming about his head, he dashes from the alley and dives through a window directly in front of him.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth raises an eyebrow and looks over at Ordici. Ordici? Her brain struggles to remember. The name does sound familiar.
[RP]: Schvenn arrives back at Grebes to see all his friends have left. Turns around and heads off towards Melcene.
[RP]: Kerowa smiles happily.
[RP]: (Kerowa): Kerowa seems to have drunk .. a little too much ale
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan nods at Hafwen, wondering if he remembers her and approaches her table.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth suddenly remembers. Ordici! Her eyes go wide. Wow, has it been a while!
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan whispers 'It has been about Seven years, my friend. And how are you?'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth says 'Seven years?'
[RP]: Harltek sips his ale, and sits back to watch the exchange between Hafwen and Ordici.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan whispers 'Mind if I join you, Hafwen?'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth shakes her head. Feel free. She grins again and orders yet another round. I've been good, all things considered. Yourself?
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan sits down at the table, and sips at his ale. Looking out into the crowd he answers...
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan says 'I have been... fine.'
[RP]: Logath glances down at his empty mug and sets it on the table, only to grab another
[RP]: Harltek looks out the window and sees a familiar face.
[RP]: Harltek throws a few coins on the table and says Thanks for the company, friends, but I must be off.
[RP]: Harltek stands, and rushes out the door.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan looks at Harltek jumping up and rushing out.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan asks 'was it something I said?'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth raises an eyebrow.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth says 'Don't know.'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan shrugs helplessly.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth drains her mug and reaches for yet another one.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan says 'So how goes it m'lady?'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth smiles happily.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth says 'I got married!'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan gasps in astonishment.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan shakes his head.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth blushes.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan mutters 'The poor fool.'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan says 'Well that is great!'
[RP]: Kerowa giggles.
[RP]: Emrys walks into the Tavern, looking confused, and covered in blood.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan gasps in astonishment.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth drains the rest of her mug. Well, friend, it's nice seeing you again.
[RP]: Kerowa jumps out of chair EMRYS!
[RP]: Emrys stammers and says 'Has ANYONE seen Harltek!?'
[RP]: Kerowa says 'Ick! what is this blood.. he. just left'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan stands up and rushes over to the blood covered lady.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan gets a medical kit out of his cooking pot.
[RP]: Emrys looks down at his tunic, soiled in the blood from a traggic event...
[RP]: Emrys says 'It's... it's nothing... truly... a drink barkeep.'
[RP]: Emrys pulls up a chair, and notices people moving further away from him.
[RP]: Emrys says 'It's JUST deer's blood! It's OK!'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan Takes out some bandages and starts to clean off some of the blood.
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth raises an eyebrow at the blood-covered person in front of her. She puts an ale mug in front of him, then stands. I must take my leave, friends. I need to get back to Boktor, and my husband.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan whispers 'Deer blood is hard to get off, once you let it set in. What were you thining?'
[RP]: Emrys whispers 'Thanks old mate... oh this has been one hell of an evening'
[RP]: Kerowa comforts Emrys.
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan whispers 'As are most of them, when you are covered in blood.'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan shakes his head.
[RP]: Emrys says 'Harltek was suppose to meet me in the forest... a rendevouz of sorts, and didn't show up....'
[RP]: Hafwen Eroenyth throws a handful of coins on the table and hollers at the bartender to bring whatever they'd like. Nodding politely, she saunters out of the tavern, climbs into her saddle and begins the long ride back to Boktor.
[RP]: Emrys says 'And in his wake, a deer so large and angry that I would not think the God's would have created it.'
[RP]: Emrys mutters under his breath, and downs his mug of ale, demanding a fresh one!
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan says 'Well, I would like to stick around for a bit... but I hav some things to do. Peace be to you all.'
[RP]: Ordici Rhellan stands up and walks out of the tavern.

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