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Morning After: Dragon's Fist Inn

Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 11:56 am
by Priestess N'shara
The vampire hunters had spent the remainder of the night visiting inns on the streets north of the brothel. They found no more information, and as dawn broke, they were frustrated and anxious. It was around five AM when they reached the Dragon's Fist Inn.

N'shara dismounted her horse and tied it's reins to a post. The priestess looked over the inn, and though she had been feeling rather defeated after their search for the last few hours, this place made her spirits rise a little. "I have a good feeling about this one," she commented.

Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 4:31 pm
by Mana Link
Laies shuddered slightly. His eyes were closing on their own and his legs were worn and tired. He nodded at N'shara's comment and walked into the inn. Finding a seat near the fire, Laies flopped down into it, the very act almost splintering the legs. He lay his head back a little and closed his heavy eyes. "Just a few moments..." he muttered to himself. The pale faced quarter-elf began to flit between consciousness and unconsciousness, his ears lost interest in the waking world as his mind slipped into the deep dark world of his subconscious.

Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:01 pm
by CrimsonJustice
Nakira was looking pretty tired by now, though she was still able to stay awake. Once they reached the Inn she pushed the door open after laies, looking to N'Shara she gave a weary smile. Hopefully she was right, if they had to keep going she was going to pass out too.

"I trust your judgement, but not mine at the moment. How do you know, or is it just your intuition?"

She spoke and waited till the others had entered, yawning she was worried that her family might be looking for her. Normally she was asleep in the safety of her husbands arms right now, completely passed out.

Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 3:00 pm
by Vampiress Ileta
It was quite obvious that the inn was short-handed this morning when no one came to greet the new party. Ileta and Dutia never returned. Inga was her usual perky self early in the morning, but Hinny was almost dead on her feet. She had to do all of Dutia's duties overnight. Had this been a normal day, Hinny would be ready to go home soon, but she would be working up until at least lunch, if not later.

Daim, the innkeeper, was in a foul mood. Two of his barmaids ran off with men the night before, and never bothered to return. It never crossed his mind that they might be in trouble. The portly middle-aged innkeeper sat behind the bar, smoking a pipe and radiating rage. His wife, Tanildy, was busy making breakfast, and Inga was serving the current patrons, while Hinny was upstairs, cleaning up rooms.

Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 3:09 pm
by justindustries
Within her room, Penna slipped out from between the covers and dressed in her usual fashion. The slender shamaness ran a comb through her hair, tidying up from the night's sleep. With a soft lick of her lips she pursed and pressed till the desired plumpness had returned to her supple lips. With careful and timed movement, she removed herself from her room and glided down to the commons. For all her grace and charm, she could not hold her surprise when she say a will o' wisp perched upon a slumbering human's shoulder. She looked away to regain composure and made her way to the innkeeper. "Good morning." she said softly, her melodious voice trying to coax a smile from the foul mooded man. "If it is not too much trouble, I would like to have some vegetable broth again this morning, with an assorted variety of crackers and vegetables. If it is too much trouble, I'll gladly just take the broth and a warm cup of tea."

Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 1:45 pm
by Priestess N'shara
DarkGoddessNakira wrote:Nakira was looking pretty tired by now, though she was still able to stay awake. Once they reached the Inn she pushed the door open after laies, looking to N'Shara she gave a weary smile. Hopefully she was right, if they had to keep going she was going to pass out too.

"I trust your judgement, but not mine at the moment. How do you know, or is it just your intuition?"

She spoke and waited till the others had entered, yawning she was worried that her family might be looking for her. Normally she was asleep in the safety of her husbands arms right now, completely passed out.
N'shara shrugged. "Intuition, I suppose," she replied to Nakira, then made her way over to the table Laies had sat--or collapsed--at. She smiled at her friend who was already unconcious. They were all exhausted, though she, the one who was recovering from losing blood, was probably the most awake.

The priestess quietly slipped into a seat next to Laies, trying not to disturb him. "Perhaps we should rest next if we find nothing here," she said softly to Nakira.

Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 1:47 pm
by Vampiress Ileta
justindustries wrote:With careful and timed movement, she removed herself from her room and glided down to the commons. For all her grace and charm, she could not hold her surprise when she say a will o' wisp perched upon a slumbering human's shoulder. She looked away to regain composure and made her way to the innkeeper. "Good morning." she said softly, her melodious voice trying to coax a smile from the foul mooded man. "If it is not too much trouble, I would like to have some vegetable broth again this morning, with an assorted variety of crackers and vegetables. If it is too much trouble, I'll gladly just take the broth and a warm cup of tea."
Daim looked at the pretty elf who spoke to him, but even her beauty and charm couldn't bring a smile to his face, since it was a charming and beautiful woman who had him so frustrated. "I'll let the cook know," he said as diplomatically as possible through his anger, then pushed himself out of his seat to tell his wife in the kitchen.

Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 2:03 pm
by Vampiress Ileta
OOC: This is an NPC mercenary to get Eidon and Callin moving. Consider it's Christmas time, I suppose I'll give them three weeks to post. Damn holidays and people doing stuff. >.>

Lorban, a large, burly mercenary, came downstairs leading a few of his companions. They just finished a job the night before, guarding a merchant to Dragon Eye, and with their pay in hand, they decided to stay at the same inn their employer had. However, one of their party was missing. Darin, an handsome young man, had gone off with a barmaid the night before and never returned. The mercenaries assumed he stayed the night at where ever she lived. Lorban sat down at a larger table and the other men found seats as well.

"Looks like Darin stayed the night with that bony little wench," one of the men chuckled to the others.

Darin originally tried to smooth talk his way into bed with the beautiful blonde that was there the night before, but she left with another man. He was left with the second best; a petite, slender, black-haired girl named Dutia.

Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 4:06 pm
by Mana Link
Laies's weight coupled with the awkwardness of the way he slumped down on the seat caused the young man to topple backwards towards the fire. His head hit the ground with a sickening thump as his hand flopped into the fire. The flames moved away from his hand with gentle care as the wisp nudged against Laies's cheek. Even after all that the young man refused to wake.

Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 12:22 pm
by Priestess N'shara
"Laies!" N'shara gasped, seeing her friend topple over into the fire. The priestess leapt out of her seat to pull him up, but paused when she saw him laying peacefully in front of the hearth, and the flames avoiding his hand. Though he wasn't burned, N'shara was worried that he may have injured his head. She knelt beside him and shook his shoulders. "Laies?"

Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 12:27 pm
by Vampiress Ileta
Daim jumped from his stool when he heard someone fall heavily to the floor. One of the people who had just entered had fallen into the hearth, passed out or otherwise. The innkeeper charged out from behind the bar to help. He began shouting, "Get him out of there before he gets...burned..." but he paused as he saw that the fire seemed to avoid the pale man's hand, despite the fact that there was plenty of fuel to burn under it. Aside from that, a little glowing spirit was bumping against the man's cheek, leaving Daim quite confused.

Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 3:57 pm
by CrimsonJustice
Nakira looked to N'Shara and slowly stood up, she was going to help even if she was about ready to pass out herself. Laies seemed ok, but then looks could be decieving.

"I'm sure he'll be ok, I'll help look for leads while you take care of this."

She spoke knowing she had to trust the priestesses instincts, after this she could go home and get some sleep. Hopefully nobody was too worried about her, she was worried about her family however.

Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 4:22 pm
by justindustries
Penna couldn't help but yelp at the sudden loud noise. The slight elf clung to the bar to steady herself, as the innkeep ran out to help the fallen. Penna turned around slowly, her keen elven eyes catching sight of the boy with the wisp again. Her brows furrowed at the confusion at why everyone was not moving him away from the flames, but it seemed that the fire itself was staying away from his hand. Unconsciously controlling the fire to prevent himself from getting burned... She sighed inwardly. Suddenly all my training as a shaman seems so useless if this human boy can control spirits even in sleep. She walked over to the crowd and put her hand on the table. "It would probably be best if you moved him against a wall." She stated blandly. "I'm not sure how long his mental state will allow the flames to avoid his hand, and that cannot be comfortable no matter whether he could sleep through it or not." She could feel the slight presense of salamander in the fire, which would explain why his hand wasn't being touched, but the fact that he was doing it while sleeping bothered the elven shamaness. It would take someone of extreme clarity and mental acuity to hold a spirit under control while sleeping. Someone far older.

Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 5:14 am
by Mana Link
Without realizing it, the salamander had instinctively pulled away from Laies's hand, hoping that it's nearly maturnal reaction went unnoticed. As the shy spirit's actions were noticed, the salamander removed itself from control over the flames and allowed Laies's hand to get caught in the fire. With a yelp of pain Laies rolled away from the fire, knocking over N'shara as he did. He rolled clear of her and shook his hand to try to aleviate some of the pain. Blisters had formed from the quick enveloping of his hand in flame causing the skin to swell and change to a ruddy brown color, his skin cracking as his hand cooled in the air. Even with the power of the talisman around his neck, fire still caused pain and could do damage to his extremities. As his eyes started towards the flames and N'shara his glance caught sight of a full blooded elf. His initial reaction was delayed by the pain in his hand, but he took a wary step backwards and averted his eyes from her gaze. Regardless of his quarter-blood herritage, dark elves were usually seen in a fouler light when it came to other elves. If she was an elf, she'd have her prejudices. The wisp collided with Laies's burnt hand. as if to tell him to get it looked after first and foremost. With his unburnt hand he extended it to N'shara to help her to her feet. "I'm sorry for knocking you over, N'shara." He stated wearily. "Initial reactions to burns..." he muttered as an excuse.

Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 9:18 pm
by Priestess N'shara
N'shara took Laies's hand and let him help her up. "It's all right," she assured him, then reached for his other hand. "I am going to have to heal your burns everyday?" she teased. With his burned hand in hers, she murmured a prayer to Marfa and his burns began to heal.