A friendly hello 7/10/02

[Saga Librarian]

Charizma Silvertongue

Charizma walks up to the comfortable-looking Tavern and smiles to herself. This should be a nice place to stop for a drink! She grasps the solid wood door and pushes it open, surprised at how easily - and noiselessly - it swings forward. She steps in and smiles warmly as she looks around the room.

She walks up to the bar and hops up onto a stool near the end where she can have a good view of the entire room. She shakes out her red curls, her emerald eyes sparkling as she smiles at the bartender.

"Hello there!" she says cheerfully. "I hear Tuppen brews a mean Ale! I'd love to try one." She tosses several platinum pieces on the counter for the Ale. The bartender quickly pours her a mug and she takes a sip. Her eyes light up and she giggles slightly, raising her glass toward the barkeep. "Excellent indeed!" she says. "So do you know if he is available by any chance?"


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Katryna Sowdier
Shamaness of Saga

Kat sat at her table drinking her ale quietly when she noticed the stranger entering the bar, so many strangers these days she thinks to herself. Watching the stranger approach the bar she takes another drink of her ale.

Kat bent over to one of her packs to pull out her journal and do some long neglected writing when more ale is placed on her table, she smiled. "Thank ye, I think I be gettin to easily read sometimes" Kat and the barmaid laughed. "What does the newcomer want?" "She is asking about Tuppen, Kat." "Well tell her to keep an eye on the rafters, he should be about." The barmaid walked away and Kat continued to look for her journal, cursing herself once again for not throwing out some of this junk she carries around.
 

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Charizma Silvertongue

Charizma glances up at the rafters apprehensively when the barmaid delivers her message. What sort of creature is he to be climbing rafters, she wonders. She hears a slight chuckle and glances back down at her Ale, flushing slightly. She drinks deeply and the barmaid offers her another round. Charizma refuses, saying, "Thank you, the Ale is really wonderful, but I can only handle one!" and hiccups, giggling slightly. She continues to steal glances at the rafters when she thinks no one is watching.
 

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Siffo
Silly Old Rogue

*Siffo appears next to Charizma also looking up at the rafters*

Let me guess. yer looking for some one. Lets see...Hmmm could be Finn but no ones complaining about bottles of booze disapearing so its probably Tuppen.

He's probably up there some where, he usualy is. Liked ta scared Bindi right outa her boots a few days ago. He''ll come down when he's good and ready too till then sit relax, enjoy the moment.

*Siffo lays some coin on the bar*

Barkeep make sure she doesn't get thirsty or hungry while she waits.

It was a pleasure seeing you again Charizma I hope I get the chance again soon.

*Siffo slips off the stool and goes around behind her. when she turns to watch him walk away he has already slipped into the shadows as he tends to do.*
 

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Bippin Tenderfoot
Redeemed Rogue

*Bippin appears out of nowhere next to Charizma*

Why hello there
*he smiles widely*

I have heard much about you, milady Charizma, and never had the pleasure to meet you. I'm happy you found your way to our little tavern.

*He rests his mug of ale on the table*

Mind if I sit here and help you pass the time while you're waiting for the roof to come down?

*chuckle*


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Tuppen Tangledroots   
Happy Hobbit

Being somewhat shy around strangers, Tuppen sits hidden in the deepest shadow on the fourth rafter from the left of the bar.

He takes a sip of Tujims and wonders who this stranger is and why she is looking for him. Does it have something to do with the group who call themselves the Fellowship? If so, don't they realize that Tuppen is just a happy hobbit who loves his circle of friends, listens to them, and does his best to help them?

If not a representative from the fellowship, then who?

Tuppen sighs and decides he should probably climb down and introduce himself. No sense in speculating. Might as well find out what the lovely stranger wants.

Swinging down from the rafter, Tuppen lands lightly behind the stranger, tips his hat, smiles politely and says:

"Tis me, Tuppen Tangledroots at yer service, lass! What can I do ya fer?"
 
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Charizma Silvertongue

Charizma smiles happily to see Siffo again. They had spent some quality time killing Lightcrawlers together a few times in Dawnshroud Peaks and she remembers him fondly. He lays some coin on the bar and she gathers it up to tell him it's not necessary, but when she turns back to him, he's already disappeared. She smiles at the barkeep and tosses the coins in her jar, again refusing any more Ale.

Charizma jumps slightly as Bippin speaks to her. Where did he appear from? she wonders, glancing around and giggling slightly at herself. "Well hello, Bippin, it is good to meet you as well!" she says, grinning at the hobbit. "You say you've heard of me, I'm not certain if I should be worried or flattered," she laughs. "But yes, of course you're welcome to sit here with me," she switches to Bippin's native tongue, "Look I can speak Hobbit too! So tell me about yourself, and where do you hunt these days? A warrior and a rogue could get into some trouble together!" She winks at Bippin and grins.

Charizma hears a voice from behind her and again she startles. She shakes her head slightly at all the sneaky halflings around here, but she smiles warmly at Tuppen. "Ah, Tuppen, just who I was hoping to see!" she says, bowing her head slightly at him. "I'm so glad to meet you. I've come to talk with you about our guilds... I am the Ambassador of the Tinker's Pride. You've heard of us, yes? I've met many from your guild that I thought were outstanding citizens of Norrath and speak well for your Guild. I woud just like to know more about you all, and tell you more about us, if you're interested!" She beams a smile at Tuppen and crosses her legs comfortably.


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Quea FV
Port a Party

Quea strolls into the bar, whistling to herself. Not believing her eyes she shouts out "Charizma! Is that you girl?" Quea runs to Charizma and grabs her in a halfling bear hug.

Quea sits right in the middle of the table. "My you have grown even more beautiful since I last saw ya on Luclin! How did ye ever find yer way here?"


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Tuppen Tangledroots   
Happy Hobbit

Go right ahead lass!

Do tell us all abouts ya.

As fer us...hmm...tis complicated ta try ta explain ta folks the nature of our circle of friends.

Most folks just assume that we be like their clans and groups of folk, but we are a bit different.

In fact, even though folks seem ta look up ta me as some sorta leader, I amna sure that I would be the best person ta talk ta about our group here. heheh.

Rorack, the gnome feller with the highly shined head might be who yer lookin fer...he has the go ahead from us ta negotiate friendships with other groups of folks--a sorta ambassador ya might call him, if'n we were a bit more structured like most folks 'spect us ta be.

All the same, I will be happy ta carry on a dialogue with yas, just expect that other folks will throw in their 2cp. heheh. We all tend ta be an opinionated bunch around here in the Saga Tavern.

*beams a smile*
I was born in a cozy little hole in Misty Thicket, near the Honeybugger's place. My Mum and Pap were humble folks (farmers and unofficial wardens of the vale) who lived offa the land and gave back ta it the best they could. I grew up ta cherish their ways, ta help my neighbors when they needed it, and ta praise Karana for the blessin's he bestowed upon us


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Quea FV
Port a Party

Waves frantically at the waitress. When Quea has her attention she raises 4 fingers at her. The waitress comes to their table with a bottle of brandy and 4 shot glasses. Quea winks at the waitress and says "This be yer finest brandy right?" Then Quea giggles as she quickly pours 4 shots and downs 2 in rapid succession. She then passes one to Charizma and Tuppen. "What ya waiting fer, drink up!"

 
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Bippin Tenderfoot
Redeemed Rogue

bah, Tuppen, o'course we be looking up ta ya. Ya be spending all yar time up there in the rafters, what da ya expect?
*tease*

Bippin sits down next to Charizma, turns to the cute gnomette, and speaks in perfect Gnomish, with just a hint of accent.
"Thank you milady. Your hobbit-speak is mighty good" he smiles. "You got nothing to worry about, all I heard of you be good". He continues in a whisper " 'cept for that husband of yours might get you in trouble with some folks here".

"I be hunting in many places, depending on where I find friends to go with. You know us rogues canna do much hunting on our own. 'course, some of the best hunting can be done right here in the Tavern". He grins while getting another drink. "As for getting into trouble together, why, I'd be happy to - getting into trouble is kinda a hobby of mine. Some of my friends here have made it more of a profession". Bippin turns and looks for the death nights.


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Quea FV
Port a Party

Quea grins at Bippin and nods her head emphatically. She pours two more shots and downs both, indifferent to the others full glasses.

 
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Mixxi Bixiebane
Diva of Destruction

Mixxi looks up from her weapons cleaning at the happy little group around the gnome and frowns. She begins to stand to join the conversation, but sits back down when she hears Bippin's comment about Charizma's husband.

So they know and still smile and laugh with her. Mixxi frowns and begins to pack her pumice, oil, and cloths, suddenly feeling very out of place in the tavern.
 

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Bippin Tenderfoot
Redeemed Rogue

((bah, that was a whisper ))


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Mixxi Bixiebane
Diva of Destruction

((Bah. You think a halfling can't hear that? There's a reason we make such good rogues, furfoot, especially when we are rivited on a conversation. Besides, it's clear from your actions that you all know her well enough to know what she's married and don't seem to care.))
 

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Charizma Silvertongue

Charizma grins happily at everyone. How friendly they all are, and welcoming her so warmly!

First she hugs Quea lightly and says, "It is good to see you again! How have you been? I've been wonderful, and just so happened to stumble my way across your Tavern." She winks and looks at the brandy in front of her, undecided. She looks up at Quea grinning, and downs the brandy, wiping the spilled drop from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. "Wow... that's..." she coughs, "good stuff!"

Next she turns to Tuppen. "Ah, yes I know Rorack fairly well! Long ago I challenged him to a test of our skills... even though he was more powerful than me, I had him begging for mercy!" Charizma glances around to be sure Rorack isn't around, then tells a long story about how she defeated Rorack in a battle of their powers... resisting his spells, pelting him with arrows and smacking him around... all the while looking around to be certain Rorack hasn't come into the tavern. It doesn't really matter cause everyone can see she's... exaggerating.

"But enough about me and my battle skills, you want to hear about the Pride, don't ya! Well, we're all gnomes, so that makes us the best guild in Norrath!" she says, giggling. "We are a nice little family. We don't worry so much about things like raiding the homes of frightening monsters... mostly because we're too busy having fun, and again we are a small group. We like to work on our trade skills and sell our wares around Norrath. We each choose at least one trade to take up as a profession, though some of us dabble in many. We enjoy spending time with another and helping one another out... we are very social!"

Charizma smiles at everyone as she tells about her guild, her pride and joy. "You all are so nice, I think our guilds may have some things in common. I would love to count you among our friends! We can hunt together sometimes, and when we plan social events, I would be happy to invite you to join us. As a matter of fact, I will be planning a language fair soon - what a great way to start!" She smiles hopefully at Tuppen.

Charizma looks up to see Mixxi gathering up her equipment. "Mixxi! Mixxi, is that you? How are you!" she cries happily. "Surely you remember me, I'm Sabbik's sister! It's good to see you..." She notes the look on Mixxi's face and isn't surprised. Must be about her husband.

"I'll tell you like I've told everyone... I don't expect you to understand our love, it's unique, though wonderful. Apep treats me exquisitely, and loves me very much. I'm still the same gnome I've always been, just happier now because I'm in love... and I am still the Ambassador for my wonderful Guild. You don't have to like him, though, to get along with me," she says, smiling and addressing everyone in the room.


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Mixxi Bixiebane
Diva of Destruction

The door slowly closes behind the halfling's back as she sets off into the gathering evening.
 

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Elsbet Squishytoes
Flinger of Pies

It had been a long time since Elsbet had wandered into the tavern. The duties of running one's own business were far more daunting than she could have possibly imagined. Frustrated by a mix-up in the frosting delivery, she had closed the shop up on a Friday night, given Aldo the evening off, and wandered down to the guild tavern to spend her profits on mind-dulling chemicals. Mmm...

She had barely started into her jumjum spiced beer when the hairs on her feet stood up in stark horror. The stench of tier'dal was in the room. A number of strangers were mixed in with the regular crowd she had known for so very long, but the mark of evil was settled squarely on a table where Bippin and a gnome lass were seated.

Elsbet walked over, sized the girl up, and reached calmly for her hammer. "Bippin, jes because a gal got a right nice smile an be ample in the chestal region, that don' make her a good person. Ye git this foul stench outta me sight afore I smash her."
 

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Bippin Tenderfoot
Redeemed Rogue

*Bippin shivers at the thought of messing with Elsbet*
hrm, Elsi, I barely know the lass, I was jus' being friendly. No need to panic...
*taking his mug of ale he rises*
hmmm maybe I should find me a better spot, ey?
*he tip-toes to the back table to sit beside Kat and watch the developments*


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Serinity Di'Marcia
Holy Knight of Tunare

<frowning and walking over to the Gnome> Hada I known ye were married ta a Tier Dal of a notably despicable reputation, I woulda asked ye ta leave sooner. Ye've a lot o nerve lass, I'll leave it at that. Now I am nicely askin ye ta leave. I donna kindly take to the Dark elves, and the wife one in particular that disgusts me, is no better. I don't consider ye welcome, an until you leave, I won' drink another ale in contentment. 


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Tuppen Tangledroots   
Happy Hobbit

Noting the sudden change in mood and the hostile reactions to Charizma, Tuppen starts to wonder what all of the fuss is about...

Hmm...Serinity just said that the lass is married to a tier'dal.

And Bippin was makin some whispering sounds about her husband.

And Mixxi packed up and left the Tavern.

"Just who are ya married ta lass? And how comes alla me friends donna likes him? If'n he's evil and yer anythin likes him, I am afraid that I am gonna haveta politely ask ya ta leave our establishment".

(All IC of course. /smile)
I was born in a cozy little hole in Misty Thicket, near the Honeybugger's place. My Mum and Pap were humble folks (farmers and unofficial wardens of the vale) who lived offa the land and gave back ta it the best they could. I grew up ta cherish their ways, ta help my neighbors when they needed it, and ta praise Karana for the blessin's he bestowed upon us