Amber's face stays the same a slight smile but she dos raise and eye brow at the ear-muffs comment by Sirsi.
"Do they really sing out of tune, that dos not sound like the dwarf songs I have heard before, low yes, loud and ruckus as well, but they where in tone. May be they where not authentic as you say. You know that makes me think. Master Ravboom what are goblin songs like?"
She asks, wile sipping her wine, she moves her leg and for a moment you may see a fine Elven knife strapped to her leg. It looks finally made and also worked from cold Iron. There is a symbol on it of a great tree, half moon.
Ravboom was too busy drinking down his free Ale (FREE ALE!) to answer all the questions at first, but once he'd downed it, the goblin glared around a bit before answering.
"Ravboom's Lord ask him go forest, kill bandits, kill monsters, make forest be kingdom. Ravboom going to go to forest, kill bandits, kill monsters, make forest do what Ravboom wants." Ravboom says, putting his hand on the pommel of his sword. "Ravboom Lord give Ravboom home, give Ravboom armor, give Ravboom sword. Lord tell Ravboom Ravboom not like other Gobbys, Ravboom not know. Ravboom was made cage pet to Orcs when baby, so not remember gobby life. Only remember cage life, be kick, be whip, be thrown garbage."
Ravboom then shows a lot of teeth, and bites the table for emphasis, leaving deep gouges in it (he seems a tiny bit tipsy at this point). "No. Cute. Muffs." He glowers around, and then shakes his head.
"No know what gobby song like, no know gobby songs."
At Ravboom words Amber suddenly becomes very series and concentrated, she leans in close to him.
"Did you just say Master Ravboom you where going to go hunt and kill monsters in the great woods. Now that is most interesting Master Ravboom."
She waves for another Ale for the Goblin
" Please do tell us more, could I ask just where you where thinking of going hunting such things?"
The next Ale comes she places it in front in his hands and smiles a grin on a smile
"Also let me ask Master Ravboom, if it was offered would you be willing to have help in hunting and killing such monsters and bandits?"
Amber looks over at Cerian meeting his eyes as she says that last part.
"Hunting bandits for you -> Keerrrr Ching!!"
Then thinks to herself
At last now this is more like it, no more hunting local game, something more changeling at last
Ravboom shrug. "Lord say Lord going to send others with Ravboom. Not sure who he sending. If Lord say Ravboom have help killing bandits, killing monsters, then Ravboom take. Ravboom not need, but Ravboom do what Lord say."
Cerian placed his hand over his face when the half elf bard mentioned how cute the little goblin would be with the ear muffs. Almost predictably that idea was quickly smashed my the fierce little greenskin.
"I would have thought you would look fierce with such ear protection on, but I don't know Goblin fashion."
He frowned slightly for a moment thinking about what the pretty blonde elf had said, Her hinting wasn't that veiled at all. [b] "A trip south involving bandits might not be a bad idea at all, I might be able to find some hint to where..." He cut off abruptly and smiled. "if you all will pardon me for a moment." He rose and offered a mini bow and made his way back to the bar. He was sure the tavernkeeper would probably have more information about where to go to meet this Lord sending people south.
She leans in close to him and whispers in his ear.
"Don't tell any one but I'm a lady"
She winks at him with a slight smile then leans back up.
"A Lord you say, dos this Lord have a name Master Ravboom other than Lord."
she looks over as Cerian gets up and walks to the bar, then back at Ravboom.
now where is he going i wunder
The tavernkeep actually looks perplexed as to who won, finally he comes with a round of drinks to the table the three best performers, Cerian Ravboom and Arilyth, had settled in her pops them down on the table in front of them. " Plenty of talent in here tonight, always a pleasure! And for you master ravboom a special treat. Most folks don't enjoy my horse jerky but I think you might." He pops a plate of jerky down in front of Ravboom which smelled freshly smoked and looked as tough as saddle leather. He places a plate heaped with cheese and bread on the table as well. Finally he places a large pitcher of an aromatic wine in the center of the table. "Some of the regulars chipped in saying I'd be too cheap so they wanted you guys to have the good stuff! Heh they may even be right! We make this wine locally but a lot of the ingredient's need to imported from the far south. The grapes are local but it's the viper nettles that give it the real kick. As strong as it is you never need to worry about a hangover as the nettles cure it. "
Seeing to the newcomer after that he fills a mug with water and passes it over. Grabbing a clean rag he begins to polish the counter and notes, " You look weary traveller, surprised you need a glass of water after getting half drowned out there." Grinning he notes Cerian's approach.
Quite engrossed in the entertainment provided by the diverse patrons of the evening, Rodric seemed rather distracted when the halfling rider approached him. More than a moment or two passed after he had spoken before Rodric replied "Indeed master halfling! Come and join me. It is an unusual night here indeed. Let me get your first drink. I didn't catch your name, mine is Rodric Armstead."
After introducing himself to the hobbit, the tall man flags the hobgoblin bartender and orders two rounds of ale, one for himself, and one for the other rider.
"you spoke of glorious Taldan adventures. Do you know any tales?"
Arilyth can't help but giggle at the thought of the little goblin in earmuffs. The gouge in the table, though, makes her recoil slightly.
It seems those rumors of people heading south were true. By the Butterfly and Artist, I hope I get to go as well, for Vadim's sake... The lovely elven lady's face crestfalls slightly, remembering her late husband. But a smile slowly builds, as memories of adventures past come forth.
"I wish you luck on your travels, Sir Ravboom. May your enemies fall, your fortunes grow, and songs be sung for years to come (and may those songs not be Elven, of couse!).
Ravboom smiles and nods.
"Lord Stabby Swirly Stabby Dead Dead Stabby Really Dead Stabby Stab!"
"Lord Selvistrin Aldorini, Sword Lord Aldorini, Lord of Restov." The small goblin says proudly, before hooting at the horse jerky. He thanks the barman in a spate of goblin that sounds like he's cursing him out, and then takes a strip of horse jerky begins to gnaw on it, his teeth rebounding from the hardened meat until the 13 or 15th bite. The goblin's teeth seem to whiten, if possible, as he chews, the extremely tough meat cleaning his teeth as he gnaws his way through it.
He grins at Arilyth's well wishes and puts a gold piece on the table, pushing it toward her as another payment for the song.
He noticed he had the Barman's attention and he slid over a few pieces of gold. "I was wondering if you had seen a couple of elves come through here, maybe 3, 4 months ago, A male and a female, the male would be about my height, fair of hair... They were my parents you see." He glanced back at the table with the goblin speaking with the maiden Elves. They were heading to the river kingdoms and might have passed through here.
He slid over another two coins slowly...
Nodding, "Might be that I've seen them, see plenty of people through. If'n it's the pair I think even happen to know the direction they took. I'd stick close to that little goblin there. Heard tell his lord's been caught up with the Lord Mayor here in Restov and are setting up an expedition into the stolen lands, round the place your folks maybe went. " Pushing the coins back towards the Elf he adds, "Lost my family, ain't one to take coin to help someone find theirs."
He nodded and smiled to the Barkeep. He was beginning to find that the ... supposed wicked creatures in the world were perhaps not all that bad. "You have my thanks, I will let all who ask know of the fine mettle of your establishment in my travels." He said evenly collecting up the coin and glancing towards the goblin. He smirked and tried not to laugh merely glancing up to the heavens as if to ask the gods what wild plans they had with that one. With another nod of thanks he head back to the table.
At Arilyth words Amber says,
"I agree with Arilyth Master Ravboom, the best of luck to you we may meet again, if so I hope you will tell me of all your adventures."
"Well it seems to be just us now, So Arilyth what brought you to the great wild woods of the Riverlands?"
She smiles at Sirsi and fills her glass with another drink.
then looks over at the odd woman sat on her own with a raven.
Stilling the Bottle she indicates for her to come over and join them at the new empty goblins seat.
"would you care to join us, this is very good wine"
Amber says in common Zlatomíra Havranová.
Ravboom hears a bloodcurdling wolf howl from outside the inn. He promptly jumps down off the chair, and gives everyone a salute.
"Good meet! Ravboom have go now, was waiting for companion, companion ready go kill bandits, go kill monsters, go make forest do what will. All have good night!" The goblin then (with only a slightly unsteady gait from all the alcohol) wends his way out of the inn and into the night.
Arilyth shrugs her shoulders. "What brings anyone anywhere? Adventure, a new life, and gold, of course. Some wish for some more than the others, so I'll leave it to your thoughts on what I desire from these lands." She reaches out and pushes the gold coin back towards Ravboom. "But gold is not what I desire most from here, though the thought is appreciated, Sir Ravboom."
She nods
"I agree, I may self am here for the hunting, there are things in the woods that are hard to find in more civilized land and to plant some of these"
She says holding up a single tree seed.
In Elvish she says
"I plant the future"
An old Elf saying
:)
The door opens and a wolf, slightly larger than most wolves lifted its head sniffing the air and growled softly. Its fur was a dark golden color, its eyes a clear crystal blue. It moved with singular purpose towards the goblin, tracking him.
Following it inside was a tall figure standing a bit over six feet. Auburn hair was a wild mane down her back. Dressed in furs and rags she looked like a feral woman. Her sunset orange eyes scanned the tavern following the wolf's trail. Carrying her spear she headed straight for the wolf and the wolf sped up seeing the Goblin.
It suddenly reared up on its hind legs and planted its forelegs onto the goblin and would start sniffing and licking at him wagging its tail. Its nose started moving towards his food.
The woman sat down nearby finally taking a hard look at those around. It was hard to tell what she was thinking but she gave off the vibe of a predator hunting.
The goblin nearly goes over as the wolf puts it's paws on his shoulders and starts licking his face.
"BAD GROWLY WOLFIE! BAD WOLFIE! NO BRING ANIMALS IN BAR! BAD WOLFIE! WOLFIE GO! TIME MEET CHIEF!"
The goblin sputters between bouts of language shifts. "Bad Wolf! Bad Wolf! Wolf know Hella not allowed in bars! Hella bite people! Hella tinkle in corner! Hella not pay for damages! Leave poor Ravboom pay for damages! Bad Wolf! Take Hella outside, we go now, time to meet Lord Aldorini!" He pushes the wolf off and keeps walking toward the door. "Wolf make Hella follow, Hella no bright, not realize Hella not supposed to be in civilized places." The goblin then leads the wolf out of the bar.
"It was my pleasure to have met you all. Cerian began bowing slightly to the table or pretty ladies. "It seems I have business with our small green friend, Good travels and good fortunes, Perhaps I will see you all down the road at some time." He finished, bowing once more and shooting a wink at the pretty blond. A sighting of his parents! It was the first lead, as vague as it was that he had received in months. He slid the hood of his cloak back up as he head back out into the wet night air
Hella looked at the goblin and the wolf looked at her and growled and she nodded growling back. The wolf jumped at him and wagged is tail before heading out with him stopping to steal some poor sots meat off their plate when they weren't looking.
"You were late. Was sent to hunt you by your Alpha." Hella said with a growl even as her wolf and her followed Ravboom out.
"LIES! BAD WOLF! BITE HELLA BAD WOLF!"
"Wolf, tell Hella she stupid. Ravboom told to wait until Hella get back from hunting. Ravboom wait at inn, like supposed to. Bad Wolf, let Hella tell lies about Ravboom being late. Ravboom early!"
Hella just taps his head with her spear. "Took meat to your den like your Alpha asked. Brought in two deer."
Turns to look at the person shadowing them.
Her wolf finished chewing the meat and swallowed it and growled deeply at him calling Hella stupid and would move back to Hella letting her pet him as they moved along. Her growls and snarls kept people they were walking towards a wide berth.
Ravboom rolls his eyes, and holds up a stick of horse jerky for the wolf as they walk out the door, knowing the wolf has a fickle loyalty when it comes to meat.
"Good, we need more meat." The goblin says, after speaking first in goblin.