Red Torch Inn

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Postby RiderOF_Rohan » Sat Feb 16, 2002 7:57 pm

Come into my Inn and get free drinks. I am Rider your bar tender.<img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby Losthoroniel » Sat Feb 16, 2002 8:08 pm

The first costumer of the night walked in, clad in grey and a orb of mysteriousness surrounded the stranger.<BR>"Water please." said the traveler and her voice was clear and calm. After getting the water she headed back to the far table, and as she was walking back, Rider saw that on the back of her cloak was a tree with a great bird of the sea. When she sat down her hood was still drawn ove her face. She looked around and not seeing anyone else but Rider, started to take off her hood, but then someone burst into the Inn and she threw her hood back on before anyone could see...
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Postby RiderOF_Rohan » Sat Feb 16, 2002 8:24 pm

Hey how our you here is your water
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Postby RiderOF_Rohan » Sat Feb 16, 2002 8:24 pm

Hey how our you here is your water
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Postby Aiden » Sat Feb 16, 2002 8:27 pm

A quiet heavily armed man walked in seeming weary he orderd and ale and sat at a corner table to watch all those who entered.
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Postby RiderOF_Rohan » Sat Feb 16, 2002 9:25 pm

Here is your ale
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Postby Lady_Ivy » Sat Feb 16, 2002 9:33 pm

<i>The doors fly open and Ivy walks in smiling at everyone</i><BR>Hello, I need some where to stay for the night
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Postby Aiden » Sat Feb 16, 2002 9:47 pm

Drinks half the ale in one gulp <i>Tank you, more please I am weary from my travels and have no had good ale in a long time</i>
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Postby The_Grey_1 » Sun Feb 17, 2002 1:57 am

<i>A shadowy figure dressed in a shade of grey enters. He regards the people of the inn as they in turn regard him. He makes his way quickly to the bar. He sits down and looks over to the barkeep.</i><BR><BR>Hail good sir. I wish to stay for a few days, i request a room with a fire and a clean bed for i have journeyed far and would do well to get a few nights rest. I thank you for your hospitality. <BR><BR><i>Orders an ale which Rider hands him. Grey nods to Rider then makes his way to a seat. Upon sitting he removes his cloak and slowly begins to drink his ale. It is a good ale.</i>
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Postby Hyramendaciel » Sun Feb 17, 2002 8:09 pm

Shae swiftly walked through the door and started toward the bar. As she walked her cloak shifted revealing a shining sword beneath. She looked at the bar tender. He seemed to be enjoying himslef throughly, and she knew that he was probly new on the job. She chuckled to herself and asked for ale... <BR><BR>
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Postby elfetawen » Sun Feb 24, 2002 1:50 am

A warm meal and a soft bed for us tonight Hwesta, <i>Elfetawen said as the dragon landed in the courtyard just outside of the Inn. After offloading her gear from the dragon's back, Elfetawen hitched it over her right shoulder,</i> Come on my friend, let's go get that meal.<BR><BR><i>Hwesta quickly reduced to "polite company" size and settled on Elfetawen's left shoulder, flicking both pairs of wings back into a more comfortable position. The two then entered the inn and after ordering a Yuldalótë (draught of blossom-honey mead) settled down at an empty booth to relax.</i>
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Postby Tobias_Red-tail » Sun Feb 24, 2002 3:06 am

She strolls in, sits down, and calls for the bartender, asking him for anything non-alchoholic.
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Postby elfetawen » Sun Feb 24, 2002 7:31 pm

Ah! Thank you kind sir.<i> Elfetawen said to the bar tender when he brought over her drink.</i> If you would be so kind as to give me a room for the night, I would also like a bath. Thank you.
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Postby TheLastAlliance » Sun Feb 24, 2002 7:48 pm

<i>TLA stumbles slowly in...</i><BR><BR>Any room for a weary elf??
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Postby *Silvertears* » Sun Feb 24, 2002 8:39 pm

A strange elf walks in, a dark mist seemingly surrounding her. She is clad in silver, and has a crown of softly curling silver hair, yet she is not old. She is ageless, and beautiful She orders a mulled mead, and sits down at the bar, quietly sipping her drink.
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Postby The_Grey_1 » Wed Feb 27, 2002 3:43 am

<i>After finishing his ale, the grey figure sits back for a moment any glances at the new parties entering the Inn. After a moment he goes up to the bar, orders another drink, upon getting the drink he sits at the bar itself, in order to hear news from the new travellers</i>
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Postby Hyramendaciel » Thu Feb 28, 2002 5:24 pm

Shae looked at everybody surounding her. Everybody looked content so she turned her attention back to her ale...
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Postby ~Turin-Turambar~ » Mon Mar 18, 2002 12:17 pm

<i>It has started to rain out as the darkness fell over the land. Turin pushed his way through the door and stood looking around the dim common room of the Inn. He shook off the water from his long black leather coat, and as he walked to the bar in a slight zig-zag pattern, he saw the bartender and the sign for free drinks, and so he ordered up,</i><BR><BR>Good sir, I want an ale and a Triple Dragons Breath mixed in the pint pleash.<BR><BR><i>He watched as the barkeep tapped the ale and left it low, and mixed the Dragons Breath in a glass, mixed it, and poured it in the ale, and added more ale to top it off before sliding it to Turin. He took it and thankwed the sir, and turned to lean against the end of the bar so he could see who all was there. Sipping the ale, he thought of staying the night.</i>
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Postby Losthoroniel » Mon Mar 18, 2002 4:11 pm

The elf took the water,<BR>"Thank you kind sir, is there a chance I may get a room and a stable for my horse?"<BR>She finished the water and set the cup down and smiled at Ivy,<BR>"Hello Ivy, I haven't seen you in a long time."
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Postby Eriu » Thu Mar 28, 2002 11:17 pm

The door opened to admit the usual patron(ess), a green-cloaked figure, hood over her head against the chill of the night. Its certainly not that she tried to appear "mysterious" and "shadowy." Everyone had dark parts, and shadowy sides, some more than others. She was a well-balanced type. Casting off the hood, a rather lovely young elf woman was revealed, not to the extremes of being beautiful, but she had been out in the weather most of her long life, and yet with her age-worn look, she only seemed all the more beautiful. <BR> Leaning against the bar, she took in the surroundings, and the interesting group gathered here, mostly elves, heck, thats what there were in these parts. She hadn't seen a man or a hobbit in awhile, but then she was tired, perhaps she had missed them. Speaking in a voice not so feminine, but rather deep and profound she kindly called upon the tender,<BR><i>"Good Sir, may I trouble you for a glass of honey mead, warmed if you can?" </i> She smiled softly and waited as he got her drink. In the meantime, she pulled back her dark golden hair, and looked at everyone, studying them.<BR> <i>"Hmmmmmn, oh thankyou."</i>She would say, as she got her drink, and then simply sat at the bar, sipping her mead, relaxing after a hard day's journey cross-country.
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Postby Marieluthien » Fri Apr 05, 2002 5:13 pm

<i>Quietly enters the inn. Glances around shyly at those assembled, and strolls over to the bar. Unfastens the clasp of her cloak, and her hood falls to her shoulders, revealing rain-soaked, long, wavy ash blonde hair and a friendly smile. Orders a small flask of mirovir, and relaxes at one of the tables. Notes with relief that she is not a total stranger to two of these fair elves, and walks over to their table.</i> Hello, Eriu and Silvertears. It is good to see you again. I have ridden far and wide searching for the Ranger Wes, and I have found no trace of him. Do you know of his whereabouts? It has been so long since we last saw him.<BR>
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Postby elora » Thu Apr 11, 2002 12:15 am

<i>Elora pushed open the door, leaning heavily on it and peered at those inside. She was a little damp, wet curls sticking to her forehead and shoulders, and she wore what once was lovely blue dress that accentuated her copper hair. Now it was wet, and bore proud evidence of her night on the town. The long sleeves she had pushed up a while ago when they kept falling in her beer. Her vision was a little doubled, so it took her awhile to figure out if anyone was inside. Once she had confirmed the inn was open for business, a smile slipped over her lips and she looked over her shoulder back out into the darkness. Upon seeing that there was noone behind she got to wondering where they had all gone.<BR><BR>She had started the night with 3 dwarves, 4 women and a charming "proper" elven chaperon that had accompanied them to keep out of exactly the sort of trouble she was presently in. Instead, she and her companions had set to getting the chaperone drunk, sent him home after the first 2 inns, and then the night had really begun. She vaguely remembered the last dwarf, her sole remaining companion mumbling into his beard about finding a place that wasn't spinning so badly. Ah well, no need to let a good night go to waste by declaring early.<BR><BR>Instead, she let go of the door, and grabbed it again as the room lurched, which was funny once her stomach had settled and she giggled. She let go again and concentrated on her feet, left then right then left until she had made it all the way to the bar in a round about path. She grabbed the bar, very pleased to still be upright and grinned in triumph. Then she had to get to the important business of ordering a drink. She'd already done the elven, and the dwarven drinks earlier in the night. This was why she was in such a bad shape, as neither were meant to be drunk together, and never in such quantity. Now, she was onto her favourites.<BR><BR>Remaining standing was hard work, so she used the bar to her best advantage, leaning heavily on it and then over it as it became harder and harder for her legs to hold her upright. Someone asked her what she wanted and she declared,</i><BR><BR>A DRINSHK!!,<BR><BR><i>before dissolving into highly amused laughter, face first in the bar. Once that had passed, she continued on</i><BR><BR>NO - I do NOT want a horsh, for I fear I ssshhhall fall offfsh!<BR><BR><i>She found that funny too.</i><BR><BR>No, 40 innsh in one night - I'm up to ahhhh... I'm up to.... 38! Can you tell?<BR><BR><i>She asked conspiratorially of the barkeeper.</i><BR><BR>Alright then, no need to get nashty! I'll have a shot of shouthern Harad tequila pleash.<BR><BR><i>She'd concentrated really hard on pronouncing shot, and the name of her desired drink, and once that was done she wondered if she could turn herself around to check out the inn better without tripping over her feet - which were always 2 steps behind or in front of her at this late hour. The shot glass slapped down in front of her and she flashed a beatific grin at the tender before spilling some coins on the counter and attempting to count them out.</i><BR><BR>1, 2, 7, 87... no,... 1 oh you decshide - I trust you.<BR><BR><i>She left the coins there, picked up the drink, found her mouth (not always guaranteed as she'd found out at the last inn) and downed the shot in one forceful move that almost sent her crashing onto her back on the floor. She grabbed the bar again and laboriously turned herself about, seeing tables and a nice place to take a quick sleep under before she headed out to inn number.... number... ah....yesh, inn number 39.</i><BR><BR>Another one, pleash.<BR><BR><i>She ordered as she tried to remember where she'd left her cloak, not that she was at all cold. She peered about the inn, wondering if she'd left it there, and thought she saw someone she knew, but then she'd made that mistake at inn number 30 and it had proved most embarrassing. So instead of crashing into this person and declaring them her best friend, she thought she'd double check that it was Turin. It could be dangerous to accost a strange man and announce he was your husband, but then it could be funny too... Elora giggled as the second shot glass was set down.</i>
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Postby ~Turin-Turambar~ » Thu Apr 11, 2002 12:54 pm

<i>Turin was hammering down fortified ales when he saw a babe looking is way... she was blurry, but the long copper curls really look familiar.</i><BR><BR>HEY! You look like me Wife! Come here image of Elora Starsong!<BR><BR><i>Turin was slurring, but he wanted to see the lady up close and maybe she be interested in another drink and have a seat on his lap. Of course if his wife found out he would be chained to a wall. But it was the fact she seemed to look like his wife that gave him a.... desire for her. He smiled and waved and lifted a glass to her when she was peering at him. She looked tasty in that wet dress that stuck to her body, accentuating her curves. She started to zigzag her way over.....</i>
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Postby Manheyn_Rawar » Thu Apr 11, 2002 1:28 pm

Rawar sighed wearily as rain began to fall, slowly at first, gradually gaining in intensity until it was a full-blown downpour. He began to jog as he pulled his hood up over his head, seeing lights in the distance. It was a building, and he squinted through the torrent, trying to read the sign above the door. <BR><BR>"Red Torch Inn." he muttered to himself. "Can a torch burn in weather such as this?"<BR><BR>As he neared, it became apparent from the noise emanating from within the bar, that the place was bustling. He strode into the place confidently, brushing past a drunken woman as he walked to the bar, ordering water. He took his drink and sat in a dark corner, pulling his hood off and shaking water from his long, thick, dark brown hair. He pulled his bow and quiver off, leaning them against the wall, but left his belt with his sheathed sword on. Leaning back against his chair, he turned and surveyed the patrons from his corner. They were ignoring him for the most part, and he relaxed somewhat, sipping his drink.
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Postby elora » Thu Apr 11, 2002 3:33 pm

<i>Elora giggled and fluttered her lashes experimentally. One of her companions had reliably informed her that such a thing was considered attractive, curious notion that she thought to test out. She drained her fresh shot, and gasped a little, before she decided to take a closer look at the man who called her name. From what she could see, he looked like Turin. That dark hair, tall, those pants and the way he filled them, and that leather coat, and that voice. Problem was, there were two of them, no four, no two, and she had to get closer to take a look.<BR><BR>If it wasn't Turin, then she'd have some explaining to do. Why she was talking to men, why she was fluttering her lashes, why the chaperone she had assured her husband would be in attendance was not. All these things occured to her, but damn he looked good. Left foot, right foot, left foot, and then both feet as she fell forward into the man that looked like Turin, and sounded like Turin, and smelt like Turin and felt.... mmmm, felt. Another thought. How was she going to explain why she was in the lap of another man. "Honey, I fell" It was true, she did fall. She gazed up at his face, mmmmmm, ran a finger along his jaw and smiled before she thought she'd better say something rather than just lean all over him.</i><BR><BR>HOW do you knwo, nkow, know my name?<BR><BR>You look like my hushband, Turin Turamambar.<BR><BR>What are you drinking? I'll have a double!<BR><BR><i>She declared to the bartender, before looking back at the delectible man that still held her. A smile slipped over her face as she drowned in his eyes.</i><BR><BR>Thersh only one way to find out if you are my hushband.<BR><BR><i>She buried her face into his neck and drew a deep breath. Then she placed an enthusiastic kiss directly on his lips.</i><BR><BR>Yep, you are! Hi shweetie! Fanshy meeting you here!<BR><BR><i>Elora giggled some more as she remembered the last times they had met in a bar.</i>
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Postby ~Turin-Turambar~ » Thu Apr 11, 2002 4:42 pm

<i>His hand caught her as she fell into him, burying his face in her hair. Turin was hammered, but maybe not as hammered as this woman. His hands convieniently held her, and he eased her to his lap.</i><BR><BR>Ahre yew me wife? I knows how to find out...<BR><BR><i>He was going to do a fullbody search, but instead waved at the barkeep...</i><BR><BR>one large Quad Horneetoad!<BR><BR><i>Turin held elora from falling off his lap and gave her a nudging kiss on the neck as he drowned in her hair....</i>
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Postby elora » Thu Apr 11, 2002 4:59 pm

<i>The biggest drink she had ever seen appeared before her. She exclaimed in delight and murmured in a throaty whisper,</i><BR><BR>If you keep buyin' me drinksh mishta, there'll be trouble!<BR><BR><i>She wriggled to keep herself on Turin's lap and took a healthy mouthful, finding her mouth sucessfully this time as her lips were still tingling from their last kiss.</i><BR><BR>Do you want shome, honey?<BR><BR><i>She leaned on his shoulder, nibbling his ear, and felt his fingers move from her hair to the quadhornytoad. She wrapped her arms about his waist, wriggling again because she kept slipping off his lap, well not just because... and mumbling discolately.</i><BR><BR>I losht my cloak and now my clothshes are all wet. You're nice and warm.<BR><BR><i>And that wasn't all. She snuggled in, drink forgotten.</i>
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Postby ~Turin-Turambar~ » Thu Apr 11, 2002 5:34 pm

MMmm...<BR><BR><i>Turin was becoming more sure this was his wife, but there was one more test. After taking a dring of the quad, Turin felt Elora snuggling close, her wet dress stuck to her body in a most er.. um se.. um becoming way, and Turin whispered to her,</i><BR><BR>anotehr drink sme luv??<BR><BR><i>She looked up at his twinkling eyes as he held the glass to her lips. He was not sure if he tipped to fast or didnt hold it to her lips, or if she just gulped like a fish, but he pulled it away from her as she started to drown t seemed. Turin realized too late he was supposed to right the glass forst, and some of the chilled toad spilled down her chin and front. Turins eyes widened as she giggled, crinkling her nose only Elora can do, and he smiled and said,</i><BR><BR>Itsh good fer ya to be here darlin! Oh, yer dress is wetter now...<BR><BR><i>He kissed her as he held her to his lap. A little working to get things straight and he spread her damp akirts about his lap and wiggled. She would now not slide off his lap...</i>
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Postby elora » Thu Apr 11, 2002 5:59 pm

<i>Elora's eyes widened at the bad news, and she looked down at her dress.</i><BR><BR>Wetter, ya shay? Oh well, it'll dry shooner or later... Did any...<BR><BR><i>She checked beneath her dress and giggled before she looked back up at Turin.</i><BR><BR>Nope, only on the dresh. Itsh good to be here with you, my shweet man!<BR><BR><i>She was secure on his lap now, and she smiled at him, very very pleased to find him.</i><BR><BR>Guesh wot! I'm up to number, number...<BR><BR><i>Her brow furrowed before clearing again. She picked up the glass and drained off what little remained, which was very little and twisted around to look at the bar tender, waving her hand to get his attention whilst still chattering.</i><BR><BR>Number 38. 38 innsh in one day! I think I may had losht Oki though. He didn't like the lasht drink he had. Maybe he hash my cloak.<BR><BR>It'sh raining now, so I'm not shure if I can make 40. Besidesh, you're here. Do you want another drink?<BR><BR><i>She had turned back around to face Turin and lost interest in her drink, favouring his lips instead. She kissed him hard, and her head was spinning when they drew apart again. She whispered,</i><BR><BR>You bought a toad, din't you?<BR><BR><i>Turin looked unashamed and smiled widely at her. Elora waved her finger.</i><BR><BR>Oh, now thatsh just plain shneaky. Buyin' me drinksh like that when I'm a little happy already. I'm not reshponshible for what happensh now.<BR><BR>Oh look, your shirt ish getting all wet. Sorry. I'll clean it up.<BR><BR><i>She began to rub at it, and realised it was not water but some of the spilled drink.</i><BR><BR>mmmmmmm.<BR><BR><i>She bent her head and began sucking at the material. Turin pulled her away and she giggled.</i><BR><BR>What, shame to let it go to washte, beloved. Ish this room spinning?
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Postby Murannon » Thu Apr 11, 2002 6:25 pm

<i>A tall, cloaked man entered the Inn, and with him the foul stench of death. He looked around, almost if he was looking for someone, but yet he did not remove his hood.</i><BR><i>He walked over to the bar, and tossed some golden coins.</i><BR>"Ale" <i>he harshly said, and he sat down.</i>
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