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My Bar - Zerobanshee - 08-31-2009
Ruin opens up the doors, hardly making a sound, entering from his long -attended absence. Gazing around him, with a quiet search in his eye, he simply moves through the bar to a table in the corner. Removing a belt from across his chest, he removes the sword hanging from his back, resting it against the wall. Tossing a coin in the table, he gently sits down.
Kicking his legs up onto the table, Ruin leans back, sighing. "Good to be back." He whispers, enjoying the commotion. "Bartender!" He calls out through the din. "Toss me a Drink, if you don't mind!" He laughed softly, quickly, underneath his breath. Resting his head against the wall behind him, Ruin folded his hands behind his head.
My Bar - Pamela - 08-31-2009
Pamela Wrote:*Pamela nods respectfully and accepts the money*
*With a toss of her long braid she notices a stranger...with a flick of her wrist,her dagger is out and her amulet glows*
*As only an Elvan Princess can,she is at the creatures neck and pressing her slim blade into it.*
*Eyes flashing over to dark crimson,she speaks in a deadly voice,the timber still tinkled melodically...capturing him....."Do I kill you now?...or later?"
*Eyes still glowing she stares at the beast pretending to be a man.*
Ruin-Tumult Wrote:Ruin opens up the doors, hardly making a sound, entering from his long -attended absence. Gazing around him, with a quiet search in his eye, he simply moves through the bar to a table in the corner. Removing a belt from across his chest, he removes the sword hanging from his back, resting it against the wall. Tossing a coin in the table, he gently sits down.
Kicking his legs up onto the table, Ruin leans back, sighing. "Good to be back." He whispers, enjoying the commotion. "Bartender!" He calls out through the din. "Toss me a Drink, if you don't mind!" He laughed softly, quickly, underneath his breath. Resting his head against the wall behind him, Ruin folded his hands behind his head.
Pamela watches the beast leave and a friend enter. With a smile she glides behind the bar to get him a cool drink.
She brings him an Ale and sits lightly beside him to hear of his adventures.
"My old friend! How are you?"
My Bar - Zerobanshee - 09-01-2009
Ruin watches as an old friend sat beside him, his favorite drink in hand. Smiling, Ruin opened the bottle, poured himself some in his mug, and offered the rest to her. Tilting his mug in a respectful manner, he downed it in one.
"I have been better, but things are turning around." Ruin says, tilting his head in acknowledgement of fate. "I noticed the bar hasn't been blown up recently. How are things around here? Not too bad, I presume?"
My Bar - Pamela - 09-04-2009
*Smiling warmly ,Pamela drinks the ale then looks about the bar*
There has been such good times and also so much evil in this place.
As of late it has been more calm,and I take care of any *things* that may slither their way in.
So tell me old friend,how have you fared?
*Tilting her head slightly,she awaits his response*
My Bar - Zerobanshee - 09-04-2009
Ruin listened carefully, drinking in her words. Smiling softly, he nodded at each pause, and laughed at the end. Thinking for a brief moment, Ruin leant his chair back onto the floor, resting, and slowly stiffled a yawn.
He then began to describe to her his travels. Ruin was searching for knowledge, searching for the answers to his questions. He traveled with monks to monasteries, journeyed with scholars to libraries, and adventured with nomads to every end of the country. Each time he arrived at his destination, he searched for eons, never finding what he searched for.
He did learn some valuable aspects, though. He learnt more about cultural habitual understanding, learned moral codes, learned about the cultural dieties, and, most importantly, learned the usefulness of sewing.
"Do you have, perchance, a room?" Ruin asks, once his story was finished. Yawning again, he stumbled as he stood, exhaustion settling in. "I need a place to rest. Then, I'll be good for another day or so."
My Bar - Pamela - 08-14-2010
Ruin-Tumult Wrote:Ruin listened carefully, drinking in her words. Smiling softly, he nodded at each pause, and laughed at the end. Thinking for a brief moment, Ruin leant his chair back onto the floor, resting, and slowly stiffled a yawn.
He then began to describe to her his travels. Ruin was searching for knowledge, searching for the answers to his questions. He traveled with monks to monasteries, journeyed with scholars to libraries, and adventured with nomads to every end of the country. Each time he arrived at his destination, he searched for eons, never finding what he searched for.
He did learn some valuable aspects, though. He learnt more about cultural habitual understanding, learned moral codes, learned about the cultural dieties, and, most importantly, learned the usefulness of sewing.
"Do you have, perchance, a room?" Ruin asks, once his story was finished. Yawning again, he stumbled as he stood, exhaustion settling in. "I need a place to rest. Then, I'll be good for another day or so."
*Smiling in a winsome manner,Pamela noted his fatigue and some deep sadness....
The tone of his tale spoke volumes,as did the faint glint of despair in his eyes*
*With a smile,she tossed her waist length baid over her shoulder,and beckoned her friend to follow*
"Most surely good sir!" *she exclaimed,and led him to a warm room,and instructed a servant to to fetch more firewood and water for his bath*
*nodding to herself,she scanned the room to ensure no enemies lurked about,then spoke*
"You may stay as long as you wish gallant sir! Many adventures will be worth waiting for to hear more."
"For now take this ale and have a good long soak in yonder tub,to ease the weariness.I will see to it your garments are well cleaned and cared for as you enjoy the hospitality of My Bar"
*With a flash of a grin,Pamela turned to leave him and headed back downstairs to check on her other patrons,and take a look at the mess of documents piled on her desk*
"Ordering supplies needs to be soon" *This muttered under her breath...thinking to herself,she had much work to do*
My Bar - ltm0807 - 09-08-2010
I really enjoy your bar and hope to visit it
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My Bar - Pamela - 09-09-2010
ltm0807 Wrote:I really enjoy your bar and hope to visit it*Pamela smiles warmly at the newcomer and offers him a drink and something to eat.*
~Please feel at ease in My Bar ,I protect my patrons with my life,should unsavory characters from their past turn up here to bother them~
*With a nod she sends a servant to fetch ale and a repast of smoked turkey legs that have been in the pit outside all day.*
*Looking at the newcomer,she notes he is handsome,dressed too well to be just a passer-through...and wonders what his story is*
*She then sees his gleaming blades,carried on a belt at his side...and his supple leather boots,tucked neatly into a pair of doeskin trousers.*
*Pamela knows,this is not some ordinary traveler,smiling to herself she awaits the food and drink.*
My Bar - Allpone - 08-03-2011
*Shadowy figure walks in* Seeing someone sitting in his shadowed, corner booth, the old forgotten warrior's hands burst into flame and he removes the gentleman quickly, reclaiming his spot. The barmaid starts to grab a tray and walk up to serve the face that has never been seen, but receiving a glance from Pam thinks she better reconsider.