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Eldren looks around for a minute before frowning. "Okay. We need to keep everyone here and someone needs to fetch the Priestess of Pharasma. So we need someone we can trust not to just run off. Someone who is as dedicated to this place as Dimitri was!" He ponders for a moment before turning and striding from the room. On his way through the throng of gathered people, to the front door, he grabbed Swarly by the shoulder and dragged him along. "Swarly my dear friend you are going to run and get the Priestess of Pharasma. Then you need to run to the Militia Headquarters and tell the Officer on duty that I am requesting another two Guardsmen. Do it quick. If you get back here, within the hour. I will see that you drink free for a year. Deal?"
He turned to the crowd and let out a sharp whistle, before beginning to speak. "Here is the deal, no one goes nowhere. This is a military matter now and I am here by charging you all with staying here till we can speak to you, one by one. Anyone who has a problem with that can talk to my friend here!" He slammed the point of his blade down in to the floorboards and casually gripped the pommel. "If everyone cooperates, this will go a lot smoother!"
When the screaming begins, Eldren leaps to his feet, pushing back from the table and drawing the blade at his hip. He glances at Davick, before moving towards the room. "Somebody keep the Priestess from leaving. We will need to talk to her. Dav you are with me. Lets see what is up..." Upon entering the room, Eldren sighs, taking in the bodies with a glance. "What in the hells happened here?" He frowned, stepping over to Madame Wasp and crouching down, taking a moment to scan her for wounds. "I am no healer but... For twenty people to die with no blood, this has to be poison yes?" He straightened, before moving back to the door and scanning the crowd for the young Priestess.
Eldren takes a seat and is about to speak, when the gong is sounded. He sits and watches the interaction almost mournfully, before taking a sip of his ale and returning his attention to the table. He turns back just in time to see the Venture Captain slip his invitation away, and excuse himself. "I wonder what that was about. Hmm..."
"Joking? I do not joke when it comes to women Davick. Besides I said talk, not take. You can talk to women without taking them my dear boy. Also you have an opening. Come on..." Eldren got to his feet, straightening his clothing and waiting just long enough for Davick to join him, before walking to the table. He had timed it perfectly, in a break between conversation, which he slid in to gracefully. "Ladies. Captain!" He smiled and bowed slightly. "I am Eldren Corwin and this is my Watch Partner and friend, Davick Drake. I must apologise for the situation that happened earlier. It is unseemly that something like that should happen whilst two Militia were in attendance. We should have diffused the situation before it came to blows. My sincere apologies for that." He nodded grimly. "It was my fault. My partner here was about to stop the situation from going that far when, I confess, I dragged him from the bar. We do not get much time off and Davick, he just can not stop doing what he does best, keeping the city safe. I was off duty and was not willing to step in, unless involved. The situation got out of hand but it has nothing to do with him. It is all on me..." He nodded softly, smiling a little self-deprecatingly. "Anyway... I just needed to say I am sorry and to thank you, Captain, for the drink you sent us. Most kind. We are forever in your debt!"
Eldren frowned for a moment, taking a casual glance around the bar. "Okay... What you need is a woman who is drinking, obviously. Lucky we are in a Tavern huh?" He grinned before leaning forward, his arms resting on the tabletop. [smaller]"Then you need a woman who looks like she likes to laugh. Comedy is your way in. Make her laugh, buy her a drink and get talking to her. If you can avoid putting your foot in your mouth too badly... You should be all go!" He grinned before pointing towards the group of women sitting with the Venture Captain. "They look likely. No one man needs three women. Just talk to one of them even!"
"Nonsense man... You are just out of practice is all. Here... Pick a likely looking lass and we will approach her together. You need to learn to fly properly at things such as these. And as we know... A bird can not fly with only one wing. So allow me to be your other wing. Yes! A wing man. That is what I will be!"
"I know what you mean brother. The sooner we get back to normality the better. You know what we need? A couple days leave. Maybe go fishing or something. Hunting could work. Hell I would be happy if I got a day to just go visit my old mum. I send her most of my wages but I have not seen her in awhile. Would be good to catch up, even if all she does is badger me over the fact that I have not got a wife yet!"
Eldren turned slowly, glaring at Swarley. "You pawed a Half Orcs girlfriends ass? Are you..." He took a shuddering breath to calm himself, before slamming his sword back in to its scabbard. "Are you an idiot Swarley, my dear friend? Has the drink rotted what little brains you had?" He growled softly, flipping the table back upright and pushing it back in to position. "Next time... go for an Elf. You know they tend to swing less!" He grinned, setting his knuckles on the table before him, staring up at the man. "Now get your ass to that counter and get myself and Davick another drink or by our good lord Cayden Cailean I will drag you in to an alley and stomp a hole in your head myself!" He grinned, taking his seat once again before turning to Davick. "As I was saying before we were interrupted... the Sergeant is an unreasonable fellow. It could have been anything!"
"You know I have no idea. Could be any..." Eldren pushes back from the toppled table as the scuffle ensues. He lurches to his feet, drawing the longsword and stepping between Swarley and the Half Orc. "That will be enough of that!" He cast a glance over his shoulder at his partner before squaring up to the Orc again. "By order of the Militia you are to leave this place and take your friends with you. If something happens to this man, I will find you and, with the full power of the law behind me, I will clap your green ass in chains!"
He dropped the sword till it was point down on the ground before him. "Take what he did as a compliment good sir. He pawed at your girlfriends rear in admiration. He can look but at the end of the day... She leaves with you. Now... Make it the end of the day and go!"
"How about we get a table? I do not feel like being shot down again so fast after the last time!" Eldren grinned, taking his complimentary Ale from the bar and walking to a table in the corner, putting his back against the wall and his eyes on the door. He eased his blade in its scabbard as he repositioned it. He was not expecting trouble, but sometimes trouble happened when it was least expected.
Eldren grinned and saluted the Captain before answering. "I will take the ale dear boy. Thank you for the warning. I will drink it slow to savour the flavour!" Eldren leaned closer to Davick and began to whisper above the low murmur of the Tavern. "The man is not all bad I guess. He may have taken a bad stance against Calistria, praise be upon she, but he seems to have some respect for the Militia anyway. That is fresh and new hey?"
Eldren stared at the group gathering at the Venture Captains table, with a mix of shock and self loathing. 'By the gods... I should have just stayed at home. The old loon has gotten three women to give him attention and I get shot down straight away. Well... here is to you Venture Captain Vraie!' He downed the rest of his ale, before turning back to the innkeeper. "Stronger friend. Stronger. Do you have any Dwarven Firewater perhaps? Or some Elven Mead? Hell I can afford neither... Rotgut or Grog will do. Something to dull the senses or kill a cold!"
Eldren laughed softly before nodding. "Fair enough. You might be right there. Within a week I would be clawing at the walls of this place begging to be let in!" He grinned before laughing. "Wouldn't know about what, having morals? Or having a cold bed?" He clapped Davick on the back and sighed. "By all the gods great and small, it is good to not be working tonight!"
Eldren pauses for a moment, following the Venture Captains progress to his seat, before turning back to the bar and taking another swallow of ale. He ordered another for himself and whatever his two companions are drinking, before turning to Swarley. "Yes it was quite bad. I did not see the Elf till it was too late. Bad play by me, leaving my flank exposed. I will do better next time. And, as a man like yourself well knows, next time applies to when it actually works!" He grinned, taking a moment to stare around the room, before shaking his head. "No. My ticket is not red sadly. I would fight a Minotaur bare knuckle for a taste of that brandy..." He sighed and patted the ticket in his pocket, before turning towards Davick. "No need to apologise Dav. You are here now. Yeah sorry about leaving you with the paperwork. I got a message from one of the Watch Captains to go to him as soon as we got in. The wretch wanted help to move a damn desk. Sometimes I swear the Captains just use us as lackeys!" He shook his head softly and downed the last of the old ale, before starting on another. "Already started? HA! I have already flamed out and all. I do not think I am up for this whole dating game. I would probably be better off taking a vow of celibacy!" He laughed softly before leaning in closer to Davick, so as not to be heard. "Probably has re-thought his whole stance against Calistria, praise be to she, after his divorce. Man gets a cold bed and his morals crumble!"
Eldren strolled through the door, his palm resting lightly on the hilt of his blade. He stood there for a moment, chest out, hair swept back behind him. When he caught that no one was looking he deflated slightly, sighing. 'Damn. Wasted a perfectly good entrance!' He walked slowly to the bar and signalled to the bar man, nodding friendly. "The usual please!" He grinned when Dimitri slid an ale before him, paying the man and turning from the bar, taking a sip. 'Where is he...?' He sighed before straightening and nodding to himself. 'Well I can just start without him...' He took a slow glance around the room, before nodding and moving towards a likely target. Against the wall stood a young woman, Varisian in decent. He walked to her slowly, a small smile sliding on to his face. He reached her and was about to speak when she looked up and smiled. He frowned, thrown for a moment before muscling through. "Would you li..." "FARIN!" He was bowled out of the way as she threw herself in to the arms of the tall, willowy Elf who had moved up behind him. Eldren stood there for a moment, staring, before his eyes dropped to the ground. "...ke a drink? I guess not..." He sighed and moved back to the bar, leaning against it and nursing his drink sadly. 'Well... That was... Yeah!'
Guess I may do the same... Eldren: ELDREN CORWIN
Male Human Cavalier Chaotic Neutral Male Humanoid (Human) Init +0; Senses Perception +1; BUFF
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So I'mma jump on in here and say hell yeah I am in. I too have been described as a Cavalier more than once. I suffer immensely from White Knight syndrome (Where by I am a sucker for any girl who is in distress), and also like to help people. I would definitely be a Cavalier of the Shield, I do like to stand up for the little guy as I was that little guy for most of my formative years. I am charismatic and strong and rarely get ill, but I am quite a stocky gentleman so I will not be doing any ninja rolls any time soon! I can read people and situations quite well, but am sometimes a little scatter brained. I can ride a horse passably well as I grew up in the heart of Horse Country, in Ireland. I spent my summers working on my uncles farm so I am no stranger to hard work. I studied martial arts for awhile, including European Sword. I also enjoy long moonlit walks on the beach and like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain! :P Anyway... Character! Name - Eldren Corwin
Str - 16
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