Daern Ivo
Dwarf
}}Strength{4} Dexterity{0} Willpower{1} Magic{0} Cunning{1}
Posts: 3
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Post by Daern Ivo on Oct 27, 2012 11:06:46 GMT -5
Daern sat in the Inn. Redcliffe was close to Orzammar and the first place to get a proper drink. The Dwarf sat at the bar, waiting to be served along with the humans. No one would give him any trouble not with the giant Maul attached to him. Fred was the best hammer Daern had ever had, the grip has never once slipped or torn. It didn't seem to want to come off.
The stout man watched the patrons of the bar, drinking, laughing and generally having a good time it seemed. He watched some of the girls and one in particular caught his eye, she was a human she was a brunette. The Dwarf looked into his tankard and smirked. He may of already been a little drunk and that might of explain why he thought this was a good idea. The Dwarf wandered up to her table and said.
"Is your name Andraste? 'Cause you're on fire!"
After drying himself off and the woman quickly leaving without having finished her drink, the Dwarf went back up to the bar with a smile still on his lips. It was worth a try.
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Raven
Elf
}}Strength{1} Dexterity{2} Willpower{0} Magic{0} Cunning{3}
There is no darkness but ignorance.
Posts: 10 
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Post by Raven on Oct 28, 2012 13:08:55 GMT -5
After the countless running and hiding, Raven was sure that he was safe now, not that he cared, let them come... each would soon be expecting to meet death very soon. Pushing the door open to a nearby Inn, he was sure that for that split moment, the room had silenced as eyes peered over at him before awkwardly looking away until sound soon returned to the bar area. How warming.
Rolling his eyes, the pale Elf pulled down his hood, exposing hair as black as coal along with darkly painted eyes which gave him a raven-like look. They had every right to stare for he did look rather strange yet his appearance couldn't help but make a few woman turn away and blush, fanning themselves with their hands before walking away bashfully.
Silently he made his way to the bar, his feet barely making a sound on the creaky floorboards, he flicked a silver in the barman's direction, ordering the most tolerable ale that he had, Raven wasn't much of a drinker, he had a reason for that as most places only ale that tasted like rat had left its droppings in the beverage - which he wasn't surprised if they had. He took the tankard and was soon off, taking a seat in the corner of the room where he could get the most peace. He only hoped that it would last. |
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Edeli Gavorn
Dwarf
}}Strength{3} Dexterity{1} Willpower{0} Magic{0} Cunning{2}
Posts: 8
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Post by Edeli Gavorn on Apr 8, 2013 13:11:47 GMT -5
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This tavern was much brighter than the ones in Orzammar. It wasn't very bright, but the multiple hearths gave a nice glow. Edeli walked through the door to see a large combination of races. It seemed to be a busy day, as almost every inch of the place was occupied by somebody. She managed to make her way to the bar and pulled out her pouch. She had gotten into a small scuffle in the Wilds with a few beasts, and although she had no serious injuries, she did want something to dull the aches a bit.
"Hardest I can get for a few sovereigns." The bartender looked a bit shocked at the amount of coin she had, but quickly took what she offered and passed an almost clear substance across the bar. She placed her pouch back between her breasts under her plated armor, and went to find a seat. There were only a few available, one of which was in a dark corner near an interesting looking Elf. It was also close to the only other Dwarf in the establishment, so she chose this to be the best location.
She moved to the corner and sat, her armor making an uncomfortable scraping noise as it pressed against the wooden stool. She looked at the drink; much like water, but with a small blue tint. She took a swig and felt the warmth travel through her body. Orzammar had many strong drinks, so Edeli knew how to hold her liquor. Even so, this was definitely strong stuff. She took another quick swig and the pain felt as though it was melting away as her face became warm with a blush. She would have to remember this drink.
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