Grit's Tavern (Hamlet)

[Deadly]

Stick raises an eyebrow We need law? And I was just looking forward to a place without it. she mutters and orders another drink

[Lord Magtok]

If things stay peaceful fer a while, we could just forget the idea, but I think it'll prove to be a necessity once a few more folk come. People have a bad habit of killin' each other whenever they get together in large groups wit no law. Vigilante justice is better'n no justice.

[Deadly]

Stick thinks I suppose that makes sense. So, anyway, who are you? I don't think we've met before.

[Lord Magtok]

Me? I'm called Joe. Who would you be?

[Deadly]

Well, I'm called Stick, and this here is Schnick.

[Lord Magtok]

Pleased to meet ya. Now if you're sure about joining, and this vigilante justice group idea works, we're gonna to need a name. You 'ave any ideas?

[Deadly]

Stick shakes her head Nah, I'm not good at coming up with names. Perhaps Schnick can, he's really good with such things. she looks over at Schnick, who seems to have fallen asleep halfway through his drink Well, if he could stay awake. And after only one drink... that's just too weak. she mutters and orders another drink

[Lord Magtok]

Well, do you know the name of this place? We could just call our place "The 'name of location' Bounty Office", but I was hopin' for something more original. And out after drink? That's just sad.

[Deadly]

Uhm, no idea. I would call it Nowhere, Dump or maybe Holeintheground, but perhaps the locals have another name.

[Lord Magtok]

I dunno, "The Dump Bounty Office" doesn't have much ring to it. We could just get a name that has to do wit some weapon or something. The Bloody Swords, or something ridiculous like that. Maybe the Vigilante Guild?

[Deadly]

Yeah, or something like "The Bloodhounds". Doesn't really sounds like a group of vigilantes, though. she shrugs and sips her drink.

[Lord Magtok]

We-

At that very moment, an insane vocabulary wizard rushes into the tavern. He starts muttering something, and then shouts: By the power vested in me by the study of the arcane, I declare this tavern CURSED! No longer can one say LOUD, unless they wish to be assualted by the power of my inane arcane power!

((I figured this place needed something similar to the curse at Trog's.))

[Deadly]

Stick grins Was that a dare?

[Lord Magtok]

Nay, it was but a warning. The accursed word will now trigger a trap that causes the speaker to feel an uncomfortable tightening in their undergarments. Why? Because I have despised that L-word my entire existence, and now I'm sure I have finally gotten to every tavern within a hundred thousand miles! That word used to describe high decibel noises is no more!

The vocabulary wizard takes a moment to admire his accomplishment, then sits down and orders some wine.

Ermm...what the hell just happened?

[Kyral]

Haruka groans without looking at the wizard. "Loud? Why the word loud? Really, loud doesn't seem like a very 'cursey' word." He puts a defiant emphasis on his every use of the the word.

[Deadly]

Stick shakes her head and stands up Well, that sounds like fun, but I'll have to wait with testing that trap. she grins, then drags Schnick with her as she leaves.

[Lord Magtok]

Suddenly, Haruka's undergarments may feel uncomfortably tight, unless he has drawers with an anti-magic field.

[Kyral]

Haruka raises an eyebrow as he feels the tightening, then chuckles and takes a swig of his whiskey. "Hell, I think I'm too drunk to care."

[Deadly]

Stick crawls in through a window and sits down at the bar with a grin and orders a drink.

[Castaras]

Dajan and Eria walk in. They buy a drink from the bar and talk quietly.

[Deadly]

Stick waves at them and downs her drink Hi there.

[Castaras]

Good day.

Good day.

[Deadly]

So, I don't think we've been properly introduced yet. I'm Stick.

[Castaras]

I am Eria, this is Dajan.

Dajan smiles slightly.

[Deadly]

She smiles Nice to meet you then. What brings you to this hole in the ground?

[Castaras]

New challenges.

Search for knowledge.

[Deadly]

Ah, what kind?

[Castaras]

Challenges for my skills.

Magical knowledge.

[Deadly]

She raises an eyebrow Wow, that's fairly broad. You don't have any specific things you want to do or find? Like, I don't know, maybe some ancient artifact or lost tome. Or maybe a dream about outrunning a dragon or some other crazy stuff?

[Castaras]

No.

Dajan orders another drink.

I just want to test my combat skills. It'll help me improve.

[Deadly]

Stick orders and downs another drink Combat, eh? Like, fighting in a pit against fearsome beasts with bad breath? Or crawling through dark tunnels to find the slimiest thing to wrestle? Or maybe a good old street fight?

[Castaras]

Eria smiles.

More of a one to one combat with another person.

[Deadly]

Ah, a duel. A classic. she grins You do that alot?

[Castaras]

Yes, I do.

[Deadly]

Great. I'm not much of a duelist myself, or much of a fighter, to tell the truth. I prefer to stab people in the back when they least expect it. May not seem as glorious, but it's a lot more fun. There's a certain satisfaction in trying to outsmart your enemy.

[Castaras]

Different people have different styles. I prefer the upfront styles.

Dajan sips his drink quietly, listening.

[Deadly]

Yeah. So, how long have you been here? Anything interresting you can tell me about this place?

[Castaras]

It's a bit quiet round here. I was helping the chapel of glory be built.

[Deadly]

She nods and orders yet another drink I noticed the lack of people. It's actually a bit nice for a change when you're used to the big city. she sips her drink You're helping with the chapel? What's the deal with that? I've passed by briefly a few times but never had time to really study it more closely.

[Castaras]

From what I could gather, it is going to be a place for worshipping all gods. It'll be interesting to see when finished.

[Deadly]

Wow, that's unusual. All gods, even the really evil and nasty ones?

[Castaras]

I'm not sure, to be honest.

[Deadly]

Stick grins and sips her drink Heh, I think I need to check that place out.

[Castaras]

Eria smiles at Stick.

Maybe you sho -

Dajan grips her shoulder.

We need to move.

They both fade away.

[Deadly]

Stick blinks at their disappearance, then shrugs and orders a new drink while chatting with Evistal.

After a time, and many drinks, she leaves.

[Xaspian]

((Wow. My chapel's getting talked about quite a bit. I really should finish it soon...))

[Kyral]

Haruka yawns, and, standing, stumbles about a bit. Gripping his cane, he navigates his way to and out the door.

[Castaras]

Dajan appears in the tavern. He orders a drink and looks round the room.

[Xaspian]

4 Chapel workers walk in, and order drinks. They sit down at a table, and drink quietly.

[Castaras]

Dajan looks over to the workers, before turning back to his drink.

[Xaspian]

A fifth Chapel Worker enters, supporting Haruka.

[Castaras]

Dajan turns to the two. He smiles slightly before turning back to his drink.

[Kyral]

Haruka groans, and, using his cane to navigate around the tables, sits at the bar. "Thanks." He quickly tosses a coin at the bartender and orders another whiskey.

[Xaspian]

The worker goes and sits with his colleagues. They talk amongst themselves.

[Castaras]

Dajan sighs and puts his empty glass down.

[Kyral]

Haruka, with a sudden laugh, flings his bottle behind the bar. It shatters, the shards from it narrowly missing Evistal.

[Castaras]

Dajan looks over to Haruka. He smiles slightly and watches what he's going to do next.

[Kyral]

"D'you..." He says, slurring the words together as he looks in Evistal's general direction. "...exsspect me to drink that? S'not whiskey! S'about as strong's lemonade!"

[Deadly]

Stick crawls in through a window and sits at the bar. She orders a drink and begins counting her remaining coins.

[Castaras]

Dajan fades away again.

[Rainspattered]

"Can a bloke play for his drinks 'round here?" Meprize Laplis asks, cracking his knuckles and sliding up to the bar.

[Kyral]

"Play?" Haruka groans, not looking at Meprize. "An' I've been payin' with coin the whole time."

[Deadly]

After a few drinks, Stick gets up and leaves

[Xaspian]

A couple of the Workers finish their drinks and leave.

[Rainspattered]

"I don't have any of that," Meprize replied. "We'd moved on to lighter, easier to carry money where I came from," he adds condescendingly, muttering something under his breath about being dead and the only person he'd met who was alive from the neck up.

[Deadly]

Schnick and Stick walks in and sits down at the bar. Stick orders drinks while Schnick searches for enough coins to pay.

[Castaras]

Dajan wakes up and looks around.

[Deadly]

Stick waves at Dajan Hey

Schnick smiles and sips his drink while flipping through some papers.

[Castaras]

G'day.

Dajan orders a drink and sips it.

[Xaspian]

The workers leave, heading back to the chapel.

[Deadly]

Stick grins and "sips" her drink too You know what this place needs? A party! A festival or something, that's what we need.

Schnick rolls his eyes If only I had a gold coin for every time I've heard you say that... and wished I hadn't... he mutters. Stick just grins at him.

[Castaras]

Dajan smiles slightly.

Would be interesting, to say in the least. But how?

[Deadly]

Stick shrugs We need something to celebrate... some kind of holiday... she says and looks around thoughtfully

[Xaspian]

A Chapel Worker enters, holding onto a scrap of paper.

Does anyone know of any police house in this place?

[Castaras]

Which holiday would work then?

He turns to the chapel workers.

Isn't there one nearby?

[Deadly]

Hmm, this place probably also needs a name... we could combine that and celebrate the day this hole in the ground got an actual name.

Schnick looks up at the worker There's supposed to be one somewhere... I haven't had the chance to figure out where, yet.

[Xaspian]

The worker shrugs, and wanders back out.

[Castaras]

He nods to the worker.

Tell me if you find them.

He looks back to Stick.

What would we name it though?

[Deadly]

Stick grins and orders another drink That's what we'll find out. We could hold a competition as a part of the festival to determine that. The winner would be whoever could come up with the best name.

[Castaras]

I'm sure Eria would enjoy that, she can think of quite inventive names.

He finishes his drink off.

[Deadly]

Oh, I'm sure Schnick here can think of a few too. Me, I'll stick to drinking and... stuff.

Schnick looks up and blinks, then shakes his head and returns to his reading.

[Castaras]

Hmm.

He drums his fingers on the table, thinking.

[Deadly]

Stick grins and kisses Schnick before leaning against him and sipping her drink. Schnick smiles and puts an arm around her, still looking through his papers.

[Castaras]

Dajan gets up and leaves the tavern.

[Deadly]

Stick finishes her drink and leans close to Schnick, whispering to him You know, it's rather empty in here... she grins mischievously. Schnick looks up but doesn't get a chance to respond before he's dragged off into the shadows. His papers are left behind in a small pile on the bar. Should anyone decide to read them they appear to be local legends and tales of all sorts.

[Deadly]

Stick enters the tavern and sits down at the bar with a grin. A bottle of whiskey and some dried beef. she says to Evistal

[hr]
After finishing the whiskey she sneaks off

[Deadly]

Schnick and Stick walks into the tavern. Stick goes straight to the bar to order drinks while Schnick look around Wow, it's really silent around here. Not at all like the city. Stick frowns Good thing too... means less knights running around, trying to catch us. Schnick grins You mean trying to catch you. As I recall, they've never tried to catch me. Stick sips her drink Yeah, that's so unfair... They could atleast try to torture you for information. she grins.

[Deadly]

Schnick and Stick wake up and blinks Damn it's quiet around here lately. I'm going to take a walk, see if a dragon have been eating everyone or something. Schnick says and leaves the tavern.

Stick shrugs Whatever you wish, love. She then turns to Evistal Hey, a bottle of dragonbite bitter and something to eat, whatever you've got...

After a while she leaves the tavern

[Deadly]

Schnick walks in and orders a Dragonbite Bitter as he sits down at the bar, waiting for Stick.