I dabble. She reminds me of the fey. In silvan, Hiril thon
'But ye look like ye can be guud at my job too." She beams. "I could test ye out?"
"I've only just begun a cursory inspection," Orsin begins, "But yes, we were thinking to sell the books to Talbard after I finished with them. And you're very kind, but I've got it handled. Nothing that a few minor spells can't overcome."
Ah. A caster. I knew I liked you. Faelyn smiles warmly.
As the evening wears on, Andrea gives a little yawn and smiles at Fiosa, nodding with her head upstairs and kissing the tips of her fingers. Her voice suddenly changes, growing somewhat halting as she tries out some words that are newly learned.
Sunny smiles at Tracy.
"Hah! I jus' don't have th' patience t' be smilin' and chattin' all'a time t'people, though." Sunny offers Tracy a wink and giggles at some joke.
"I be happy with th' offer of th' bathin' an'a back rubbin' an' stuffs." Sunny again gives a meaningful glance at the Half-Orc.
"Tell ye whut. You arraign some place fer me an' that t'have a spar at each other an' that'll show ye th' meaning of me mettle."
Tracey smiles, "You need to figure the sparrin' over Orn out wit' Lucrezia," she giggles and saunters off to another table.
The next morning Andrea you feel soft breaths on your feet. As you realize Fiosa is twisted around. She groans as she sits upright looking like ghost covered wiht the sheet. "Who turned out the lights," she playfully teases as she pops out from under the covers. "Boya, I've got a headache too much bubbly fun."
Faelyn wakes early in the room he rented at the Grotto and takes a warm bath. After getting dressed, he heads down to the main room to study and have breakfast. He picks a table out of the way and orders breakfast. While waiting for his food, he pulls out his spell book and begins memorizing his daily spells. Rakka, his scorpion familiar, nestles in an inner coat pocket resting after being on watch all night.
At the loud hollering coming from the street/town crier Sunset grumbles something and rolls over, snuggling against against Tracey. (^_~)
Pulling up a chair to Faelyn's table, "I heard you spent the night at least I recovered a few silvers from out last card game." The owner waves over Silas to bring his coffee. "So, I'm putting together a game are you interested?"
"Aye, he's so loud. Ifya be wanting to talk to Mr. Lourdou about 'elpin' wit securiy, he takes 'is mornin' coffee in the bar." she nibbles the elf's left ear.
Faelyn nods as the owner approaches. Do I ever turn down a game? He says with a smirk. I am impressed with your establishment Alphonse. You have a good group of people working here. What type of game do you have in mind?
He picks up his coffee and sips it. By the way, did you know you had the actors from the death play here last night? Sounds like good marketing potential nei?
Sunny mumbles something else even as she snuggles up against Tracy...
Lucrezia wakes up, half sprawled over Orn, able to hear the town crier outside even over the sound of Orn's snoring. Mumbling various curses as she slowly sits up. "Oh f@@+ the mayor and f$$! Thesling. Ain't no way in any kinda Hell that I'm going to be bothered to be in that thrice be damned play again."
He chuckles, "Of course, I know the actors were here. Lucrezia works here and flops here, heck she even beds that half-wit orc. The harlot Andrea couldn't stay away from a good whore house if she was submerged in an ice bath." He laughs out loud, "And well, Orsin...lets just say he's a dandy."
He takes a drink of coffee, his lips smack, "Nothing like freshly ground chicory coffee." There is a pausation, "Knucklebones...that's the game."
Sunny mumbles something else even as she snuggles up against Tracy...
Tracy continues her friendly morning persuasion.
Sunny slowly seems to come to her full senses and returns Tracy's attention....
...eventually Sunny relaxes and, while still tangled around Tracy asks.
"So...whut kind'a things be available fer breakin' a peoples fast, then?"
"Nuthin' like a little Tracey tee start da day." She tosses the sheets over both heads.
Count me in boss.
Faelyn a half-elf arrives, he looks around, then he nods to Silas, Are they awake yet? He laughs, "Of course not, then I'll have breakfast please." He is wearing well conditioned leather armor, and his composite long bow is neatly resting against the bar. He is obviously representing a noble house.
Unable to get back to sleep now, Lucrezia decides to get washed up and dressed for the day. Knowing how grumpy Orn can be when woken early, she leaves him in bed and head downstairs looking something to eat and drink.
Knowledge Nobility:
*Giggles* (^_^)
Again...now much later...Sunny follows Tracy to where ever one has bath before putting on her shirt, skirt, long leather gloves and sandal/boots. Then heading down into the large common room, a defenite bounce and skip in her steps.
(^_^)
Lucrezia when you head into the main dining hall you see the elf from last night, Faelyn, sitting with Alphonse. Silas is chatting with a well dressed half-elf at the bar. The half-elf has beautiful composite bow next to him.
When you get downstairs bubbly Tracy waives hello to everyone. There is gentleman sitting at a table with the elf from last night, Faelyn. Tracy whispers "That's Mr. Lourdou."
Sunny gives Tracy a thankful hug.
"Iz-at th' feller I should be seein' t' make a point about doin' work about th' place?" Sunny asks loudly and brightly. (^_^)
He looks up, "A friend of the lovely Tracy, I see." His eyes scanning your body "...yes, bed work is available to hard workers." He smirks.
Andrea stretches, giving Fiosa a delightful view before reaching over and drawing her against herself and falling back onto the pillows. Andrea smooched and stroked, enjoying the sensations of the lithe and perky form pressing against hers as a very special breakfast.
The loud yelling outside the window however, was the cake of dung inside the cake Andrea was about to savor and washed over her libido like a wave of arctic water.
Her eyes narrowed as her head turned to the window.
Andrea.. Fiosa whispered in her ear. Calm yourself, your squeezing me.
Andrea blinked and relxed her arms. drawing in some deep breathes as she cooled her fury.
I'm sorry, it is still raw. Andrea kissed Fiosa and eased out of bed, getting dressed. Let's get some coffee and pick up Emily, I have today off so we can enjoy the day to ourselves. Andrea kissed Fiosa lightly and headed downstairs with her for breakfast.
Andrea sitting at the bar with his back to you is Shinon.
Sunny skips over to Mr Lourdou.
"Oh...I dun't think I be any good at that. I still, after all'a this time, dun't understand the whole thing about money and friendship." She answers brightly.
"I were sayin' jus' yesterday how I understand th' idea of defendin' things a lot better." (^_^)
He laughs, "YOU Defending things? You look like you couldn't take a punch to the head."
Orn comes downstairs as this statement is made. "Orn whack her that should knock some sense into her vocational thoughts."
Sunny giggles,
"Aye! That were jus' whut I were sayin' yesterday an' all!" Sunny replies to Lourdou. Spinning upon the spot and grinning as she skips over towards the Half-Orc.
"So! What d'ye say, mate. Should we have some swings at each other?" She asks brightly (^_^)
Andrea sitting at the bar with his back to you is Shinon.
Andrea perks as she sees Shinon at the bar. Shinon! Andrea's mood improves and she hurries over. How are you doing? Andrea kisses him on the cheek.Hope you have had a better time with things than I have.
Lucrezia makes her way to bar, still intending on getting some breakfast. If the girl enjoyed getting hurt, that was her business.
I hate you Alphonse. As the half-orc shrugs and takes a swing at Sunny.
Sunny steps back from the Half-Orc,
"Hey now! That in't no way t'start!" She admonishes the fellow.
"Now, have ye some where t'have a proper go? Or are ye jus' gon'a muck about?"
Lucrezia gives a little snort of laughter. "The fellows you'll be tangling with around here are drunks who need tossed out. Ain't no such thing as a "proper go" in that sorta situation."
John will spend the first day helping to train the new students. The next day he will go out to get his Armor and Tower shield enchanted.
"Pick her up and toss out Orn." He jibes his big brute.
---
The half orc snarls.
Sunny doesn't take her eyes off the Half-Orc.
Aye, but this feller in't drunk an' we's still in'a friendly situation, type'a thing." Sunny replies to the woman leaning now against the bar-counter.
Lucrezia sighs. "This is a test to see how you can handle yourself in an unpredictable situation. Not a sanctioned boxing match."
The ceiling is 15 foot high, no chandeliers. Wall sconces used for lighting. Exposed support beams run the length of the ceiling.
♫ ♪ "That's not the issue!" ♫ ♪ Sunny replies in a sing-song tone, even as she continues to move just out of Orn's reach.
Andrea will pray for two Masterwork Enchantment spells for when John shows.
I think this elf girl is a bit wispy between the ears.
Keep talking Alphonse, high interest rates are no barrier to turning you into my scullery boy.
"We're not looking to hire an off-tune bard."
I wonder what the going rate is to buy a place like this?
"Looks like its back work for you, lil girl. Don't run away for him."
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"A gold piece on Orn," one of the customer's comments. Another customer takes the bet. That is followed by a few other bets flying across the bar.
"She's nimble but she won't be able to take his meaty paw across the chops."
"That be nice, I dun't know any..." Sunny retorts to the woman.
Now, if'n we in't gon'a do this right, I gots better things t'do with me day..." She adds, still looking at the Half-Orc.
"So, ye either stand down...or else I might be thinkin' things in'a different light." Sunny says to Orn.