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The Lost Chronicles

Postby Talon Sinnah » Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:29 am

As the silver haired man wlked out a elf in a red tunic followed by one in a white shirt stepped in. While the one in the red tunic got on stage the other went and sat at a table and pulled out a flask of wine and began to drink idly. The other in a loud boistrous voice began to recount a tell.

"Ages ago there stood in the thriving city of Morocoe Archtin. The museum of the ancient races. Tome of strenght and power weapons that fought on the side of good as well as the side of great evil lay in the deepest recesses of the building. many would come to look upon the wonderous items held in the massive halls of the ancient building. Ah but the building also served as a treasury for the region. Millions of pounds of gold was held in the vaults of Archtin. Wealth so great that it is said even the gods envied it so they sent a great earthquake that shook all the land and buried Archtin deep below the surface forever hiding the once wonderous building." He ended with his hand covering his face and his head down cast. With a flourish and a large arrogant smile he shot his head up. "Now who is going with me?"
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Postby Xyster » Fri Oct 07, 2005 10:28 am

Gregory stood up, "I will!"

"No you won't, boy." The bouncer grabbed Gregory by the back of his collar, shaking him hard. He lifted him off the ground easily, "You still haven't paid off the meals you tried to steal from here."

Gregory gulped as the bouncer easily tossed him into the wall, causing the nearby patrons to scatter. With a slight moan Gregory lay very still...it was best for him to let the bouncer finish without saying anything...less he get a worse thrashing.
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Postby Mr_D » Fri Oct 07, 2005 11:48 am

A figure in a brown, ragged cloak was sat at a small table and nursed a drink, the folds of his hood obscuring his face in shadow. He made no move to help as Gregory landed next to him with a thud.
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Postby Xyster » Fri Oct 07, 2005 2:14 pm

The bouncer moved past the man in the cloak without a thought, grabbing Gregory again and hauling the young man to his feet. With a vicious shake he slammed the boy into the wall agian and punched him in the gut hard before letting him drop, "Now get back to work brat."
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Postby Mr_D » Fri Oct 07, 2005 2:22 pm

"Why don't you take it outside guys?" The hooded stranger said, not looking up from his drink.
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Postby Jade » Fri Oct 07, 2005 2:25 pm

“Oomph!” Karina grunted as she was knocked from her chair to the floor after a patron had been thrown into the wall next to her.

Lying backside up on the wooden floor of the tavern, the little woman hesitated for a few moments before slowly lifting her head, revealing two huge, remarkably brown eyes, magnified intensely by the thick bifocals she wore.

Though her first reaction would have been to jinx the person who interrupted her red wine, her thoughts instantly shifted as she noticed a boy being heckled by a huge bouncer.

“Dear me! I don’t think that’s very appropriate, Sir!” Karina stated firmly to the boy’s oppressor as she rose to her feet.
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Postby Xyster » Fri Oct 07, 2005 2:45 pm

"The theiving brat deserves what he gets...and until he get it into his thick head that he's nothing special he's going to have to be ruffed up now and then." The bouncer shrugged, "Sorry about knocking you down though mam...let me get you a drink on the house." He shuffled off to get a drink of some sort, leaving Gregory lying in obvious pain on the floor.


He slowly righted himself, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. With no comment he stood, heading back to the table that he had been cleaning before he spoke.
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Postby Mr_D » Fri Oct 07, 2005 5:07 pm

The stranger returned to his drink, eyeing the bouncer and Gregory. he wondered to himself when it was that he had become so jaded as to sit by and watch someone get beaten.
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Postby Xyster » Fri Oct 07, 2005 5:13 pm

Gregory looked up a couple times as he finished cleaning the table, but did not say anything again. It was true that he'd done some bad things...but he came from a good family; it just happened that he was the last of his line.
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Postby Mr_D » Fri Oct 07, 2005 5:26 pm

"You should stick up for yourself kid." Juste said, still not looking up from his glass. He swirled the clear brown liquid around, much as he had for the last few hours.
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Postby Jade » Fri Oct 07, 2005 5:30 pm

Kirana accepted the drink, only to avoid any further confrontation.

She eyed the boy with concern as she gently sipped her wine.
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Postby Xyster » Fri Oct 07, 2005 5:32 pm

Gregory looked over at the stranger for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "You saw what happened when I do that...I just have to work off the money I owe..."
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