The Inn/tavern

[crazywriter]

Hilary said:

Where's your profile?

((Probably in the Character RP Profile thread...))

I smiled grimly. "Thought so," I said softly, thinking. She wasn't afraid-she was precautious. That would make sense. She wouldn't still be alive, if she wasn't. But what made her choose this line of work? She could have joined an army to the east-they take women, even if they didn't take Tribesman-and be treated like an equal to men. Or she could have been a bodygaurd for female merchants, or a weapons' master at a Vilnarn fighter's guild. She could have even been a mage, and a powerful one, too, with her determination. What had made her become a bounty hunter?

[crazywriter]

((Bingo.))

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[hippiesoul]

OOC: I'm back =) I had a lovely time, except for the heat (the one that makes you feel all sticky).
I see two people joined =) Cool.

IC: Zhestkiy had everything ready and was thinking on the grass just outside of the stables, where he could see the tavern's door. Drintarr was taking long. That guy sure is a slow eater...

He saw a man entering the tavern. He was wearing pirate-like clothes, which made Zhestkiy furrow his brows. Nevertheless, he stood up and walked to the tavern to see what he wanted.

When he walked in, he immediatedly saw Drintarr. He was by the fire talking to someone. Zhestkiy approached, feeling annoyed that Drintarr apparently had forgotten him. But all that was gone when he noticed who it was Drintarr was talking to. It was a lady, and a very attractive one for that matter. How could I miss her?, Zhestkiy asked himself.

He put on his best smile and got his sweet talk ready and approached her and Drintarr.

"Hey," he greeted, smiling charmingly. The man who had burst into the tavern was now out of his mind, as was Drintarr.

OOC: If Captain Skippy needs something, let him interrupt Zhestkiy's attempts at seducing the girl.

[userpie]

His question seemed to have fell on deaf ears. "Does this Tavern Serve ANYTHING?",he yelled, wielding his scary-looking dagger.

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Lynke smiled at the new man. Of course it was a ploy, but as long as nobody knew it, she could go on with it. Who knew what she could learn from this man using a woman's touch, instead of a Bounty Hunters.

"Hi. Like a seat?"

[userpie]

Hilary said:

Lynke smiled at the new man. Of course it was a ploy, but as long as nobody knew it, she could go on with it. Who knew what she could learn from this man using a woman's touch, instead of a Bounty Hunters.

"Hi. Like a seat?"

"No. I merely wish to know if this tavern serves Swill, Grog, or Rum." He thought hard. Maybe this person could be of some use to him. "You know more about the surrounding areas than i probly do. I need 100 barrels of the stuff i just mentioned, 2 tons of wood, 100 can of white and blue paint, 10 sheets of the finest black bloth and 31 sheets of white. I'll give you 70,000 Pieces of eight for it all." He gave a smirk. "And then I'll give ye a sword if you join my crew."

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Userpie said:

"No. I merely wish to know if this tavern serves Swill, Grog, or Rum." He thought hard. Maybe this person could be of some use to him. "You know more about the surrounding areas than i probly do. I need 100 barrels of the stuff i just mentioned, 2 tons of wood, 100 can of white and blue paint, 10 sheets of the finest black bloth and 31 sheets of white. I'll give you 70,000 Pieces of eight for it all." He gave a smirk. "And then I'll give ye a sword if you join my crew."

OOC: I was actually referring to Hippiesoul's character, but .... o.O Whatever.

IC:

Lynke hid a slight frown. "What, do you think I work here or something? Unless you gimme more than that..."

[hippiesoul]

Zhestkiy, upset with the man's intromission, answered in a rude tone, "I can get you some Grog, but you'll have to go to town to get the rest of what you want. Now if you excuse me, the lady and I were having a chat here."

Then he turned to the lovely woman and smiled once more. As he sat near her, he noticed her features, and felt sure she was a gem. In a remote corner of his mind, however, he wondered if the pirate guy would leave him alone. He doubted it, and in a way he even was sort of curious why he needed all that stuff for. In yet another remote corner of his mind sat every memory of Drintarr, despite his presence right next to him. His business with him and the axe his brother wanted rested in that same corner, in temporary oblivion.

[userpie]

"Get me 300 barrels of that grog. I offer 80,000 pieces now lady," he interupted. "Final Offer." he had a blank look on face, like he thought she was a Cleaver-follower. Alas he had to offer that.

[hippiesoul]

OOC: You said 'lady', does that mean you're refering to Cheshire/Hillary Duff/whatever's character (can't keep up with those dares ) or you made a mistake and is Zhestkiy you want (who is a man, btw )?

[crazywriter]

I had to cover my lips with two fingers to keep them together as I watched Zesthkiy smile at the bounty huntress and sit down beside her. I would have said something, but this was too good. Much too good. Maybe I'd get a few laughs out of his face when she lets something slip about being a bounty hunter.

[hippiesoul]

Zhestkiy turned his attention to the woman once more.

"So, do you, beautiful lady, have a name?"

[hippiesoul]

OOC: Did everyone just leave all of a sudden?

[crazywriter]

((I'm here... I wasn't here yesterday because I was on a nine-hour bus ride back up here, home. The only good point about being up here is that I now have a scanner again. I can't wait till thanksgiving and see my mom again. I think better about RPs at her house.)

[hippiesoul]

OOC: Oh, okay.