The Boar's Head Pub

monty · #1 May 30th, 2001, 01:38 AM

Monty crawled out from under a nearby table. Something had definitely shat in his mouth Last night. At least he had gotten out of the way. He ran his fingers through his short hair and looked around.

"Hey VampiricDread, good morning."
Monty offered VampiricDread some dough crescents. In between bites, Monty told VampiricDread of what happened Last night and asked him a question. "Do you have a nickname or something short we can call you? Vampie doesn't really fit you, but we can't call you in a hurry with 'Hey VampiricDread!'"

"The quest sounds prety important. I'd hate for the world to go all dark or light. I can offer some magical muscle and some fighting skills."

Drago · #2 May 30th, 2001, 02:04 AM

Drago awoke from his slumber; washed up and went downstairs. He drank way too much Last night and was still feeling the effects. After eating some elven muffins for breakfast
he rejoined his friends and exclaims: "Good morning you guys. Quite an adventure we have in store for us; I hope Monty let you in on all the details VampiricDread."

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"My soul to nothingness: but I will strive against all doubtings, and will keep alive..." ~ John Keats's Sleep and Poetry

VampiricDread · #3 May 30th, 2001, 09:57 AM

"Good morning, Drago. Yes, Monty has just told me what you discussed Last night. I have some reservations on the quest, but I'll help you out, if you want to. Do you know where to start?"

And to Monty "Why don't you call me just Dread, then? It's just a name of no consequence."

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I wish I had more time to adventure...

monty · #4 May 30th, 2001, 04:24 PM

Monty smiled. "OK, Dread I like. That'll work!"
Monty looked around. "This may sound like a dumb question, but does anyone know what the surrounding area is like? I'm not from around here."

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Drago · #5 May 30th, 2001, 09:38 PM

"Well, I suggest that we pack up our things, and leave the tavern to start out with. We should go to the town of Northia which is nearby the elven lord's tomb. Ask a few questions to the townspeople, and further inspect the tomb for any clues the elves may have missed in their investigation" Drago stated.

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"My soul to nothingness: but I will strive against all doubtings, and will keep alive..." ~ John Keats's Sleep and Poetry

VampiricDread · #6 May 31st, 2001, 09:32 AM

"Won't the elven lord and Bargehead, the Dwarf, join this company?", I said.

It seems strange to go on with them, I reflected, but then again, this is strange company.

"I'm as ready as I can be, and packed, so I'll wait for you."

"But you're carrying nothing!", Drago exclaimed. Before I could speak, Monty winked an eye, and said "Don't be deceived by the looks of Dread. He's packing, I'm sure."

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I wish I had more time to adventure...

monty · #7 May 31st, 2001, 03:30 PM

Monty went up to the barkeep and bartered for some road rations and various other sundries. Ilfred wasn't much in a bargaining mood, she started her side of the conversation with a left hook. Monty did manage to get her settled down enough to get what he wanted.
He gave up much of a thick rod of dwarvish hacksilver and some elvish woodcarvings in trade.
As they prepared to leave, Monty turned to VampiricDread. "To continue from before, Names are very important where I come from. Nothing is 'just' a name."

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