GameOfChampions
2017-05-16, 01:42 AM
The Old Watering Hole
The bar is a rundown dive full of grimy men and women drinking their worries away after a long day of work. There seems to be more dirt, smoke, and spilt drinks in the bar then clean floor or air but you've all come for the same reason. This is the best place in True Madril for back room dealings, secrets, or to find a guy who knows a guy. The bar turns down no customers but also doesn't suffer any disturbances among the clientele, something enforced by the huge muscular grey skinned man sitting at the door with a large club.
The room is full of tension, news had just hit the town that a large chunk of Isaeuc's Bend has been burned down by bandits. Fear has been running rampart through all the towns in central or eastern areas of the roughs and this bar is no different. Not only that but the Rough Riders had been spotted in the area and as much as they were respected for their abilities or dedication to the law they were an intimidating lot and more importantly if they were nearby it usually means trouble is following them or about to find them.
An old drunk at the bar is talking to what seems like a pair of young men who seem like they would like to be anywhere but listening to this old mans ramblings. "I remember a day when the roughs were full of tough men and women just trying to make an honest living in a tough world. Now all of these nobles are coming in and stuffing their noses where they aren't wanted, making us feel like rusting dirt! They also brought all these damn bandits along with them, the normal bandits were bad enough but these rust born devils are worse. You ask me you should buy a good gun and keep it close at hand."
What do you do...
The bar is a rundown dive full of grimy men and women drinking their worries away after a long day of work. There seems to be more dirt, smoke, and spilt drinks in the bar then clean floor or air but you've all come for the same reason. This is the best place in True Madril for back room dealings, secrets, or to find a guy who knows a guy. The bar turns down no customers but also doesn't suffer any disturbances among the clientele, something enforced by the huge muscular grey skinned man sitting at the door with a large club.
The room is full of tension, news had just hit the town that a large chunk of Isaeuc's Bend has been burned down by bandits. Fear has been running rampart through all the towns in central or eastern areas of the roughs and this bar is no different. Not only that but the Rough Riders had been spotted in the area and as much as they were respected for their abilities or dedication to the law they were an intimidating lot and more importantly if they were nearby it usually means trouble is following them or about to find them.
An old drunk at the bar is talking to what seems like a pair of young men who seem like they would like to be anywhere but listening to this old mans ramblings. "I remember a day when the roughs were full of tough men and women just trying to make an honest living in a tough world. Now all of these nobles are coming in and stuffing their noses where they aren't wanted, making us feel like rusting dirt! They also brought all these damn bandits along with them, the normal bandits were bad enough but these rust born devils are worse. You ask me you should buy a good gun and keep it close at hand."
What do you do...