A traveler walks into the tavern...

[Isobel]

A tall figure walks into the tavern and over to the cloak rack to hang a dusty, but well-cared for azure cloak.  Her complexion is fair, though somewhat tanned by exposure to the sun.  Two braids of raven black hair fall to her shoulders and her field plate armor, though plain, seems well used and in good repair.  On her back is a kite shield blazoned azure, a pegasus rampant to dexter argent.  At her side hangs a longsword hanging from a simple, yet elegant baldric.  The scabbard is covered with runes.

As she turns to the tavernkeep, you notice in the light of the hearth fire that her lips take on a warm smile.  Her's is a good-natured countenance that hints at intelligence and kindness, though her eyes hint at an impish wit.  She speaks in a soft contralto that has the confidence of someone who has commanded in battle.

"My good tavernkeep, I would kindly like to inquire if you have room for the evening, and perhaps a bit of repast for a traveler who has ridden 20 leagues today.  I should also like to ask about a stable and fodder for my horse.  I have good coin to pay," she says as she extracts a purse from her belt and places several silver coins on the bar.

[Namae Nai]

As the tavernkeep stands motionless, eyes on the fair skinned woman, a low rumbling can be heard coming from below, like the sound of a VERY large creature pounding up a flight of stairs from below. A the rim around the closed door behind the tavernkeep flashes for an instant with brilliant light, then swings open to reveal a young Night Elf, her purple skin and black leather armor almost obscured by a cloud of mystic smoke.

With a cough and a wave to swirl the smoke away, she staggers forward passing right through space occupied by the tavern keep. The tavernkeep's image flickers, but doesn't take his warm greeting smile off the dark haired woman.

"Hiya! Sorry!" the Night Elf says apologetically, "I was down in the wine cellar and I didn't hear you come in! Sorry about the tavernkeep back there. He's just an illusion since we don't get many travelers this time of day. Say g'night, Humphrey."

"G'night mistress." the illusionary tavernkeep bow, turns, and vanishes from sight.

"My name is Alae! You need a room for the night?" Cocking her head sideways reveals her immensely long ears and silver hair, a trademark of Night Elven heritage. She looks down and sees the coins. "That will be more than enough! How many nights?"

[Jezerai]

*Boudeccai sits at her usual table with her small ale barrel at hand.  At the entry of the stranger, she stands, taller than most men, with little regard for style or care for her clothing, and with her red hair in disarray*

Greetin's traveller!  And welcome ta our wee tavern! 

*sticks a callused hand out to be shaken*

Tha name be Boudeccai Boru, Barbarian Fury from tha lands of Norrath!  I be right pleased ta meet yer.  Yer money ain't needed here, if yer heart be good.  Yer lookin' like ye done travelled a bit ta get here.  Perhaps yer need a spot of food or a wee bit of ale ta wet yer gums?

*starts rummaging behind the counter*

Ah!  Here we be!  *pulls out a tray of Quince's famous treats and a mug* 

Ale ye say?  *pours an ale and sets it before the newcomer*

What'd ye say yer name was?

[Anaris]

*glances up from her Qeynos Bazaar magazine*

Oh for Marr's sake, Bou! a "wee bit of ale to wet your gums"??  What kind of Elvish do you speak!  Clearly you did not graduate from Madame Bayle's Academy for Young Maidens..... Yes, yes, of the notorious Bayle family, of course...

*sighs at Bou, then looks to the newcomer*

Greetings, newcomer. 

*stands*

I am Lady Anaris Astyrhim, Saga's premiere Illusionist and owner of the world-reknowned Castleview Spa.  A pleasure to make my acquaintance...

*curtseys*

Pray tell, darling, what brings us to our humble, yet extremely chic, tavern?

*bats eyelashes and flashes a pearly-white smile*

*eyes the tray of treats*

Oh, and if I were you, I'd watch out for those... *points at the treats and whispers: *  A gypsie made them......

[Jezerai]

*tries to push an errant wisp back, but it keeps falling into her eye.  Annoyed, she spits on the back of her hand and firmly anchors the wet lock down.*

T'ain't Elvish silly gel!  What self-respectin' barbarian would talk sech a frilly talk?  An why ye be hangin' out with madames anyway?  Yer fadder would skin ye alive if he knew of it!

*bares her own strong white teeth in a grin, then grabs a sandwich, refills her mug and turns back to the newcomer*

I werena hearin' yer name?

[Hennac]

"Elfie talk, hur..."

Another barbarian looms out of a dark corner of the tavern, reaching out a meaty hand to grab one of the treats.  She is a head shorter than Bou, but very stocky with weapon-callouses on her hands and greasy sandy-blonde hair.  She wears some well-worn leathers and has a wooden club hanging off her belt.

"So what if a gypsy made them ? Nur anything wrong with free food"

She looks curiously at the newcomer.

"I'm Hen.  Work here as bouncer sometimes.  Yur too fancy tur be the trouble sort, guess"

Hennac almost seems a bit disappointed.

[tanare]

<bounces in waving happy> "Hiyas peoples!" Tanare exclaims bubbily as she bounced into the tavern, then stopping to make sure her golden hair hasn't been mussed by the bouncing.

She sees Anaris and bounces over excitedly. "Ooooh you have a pet Fae Anary? she's so CUUUUUUUUUTE!" she squeals excitedly before seeing the newcomer and frowns slightly before bouncing over with an oddly serious expression on her face.

"Hiyas i'm Tanare, mighty and tough and cute- mother told me- ranger. Um you know that armor needs to be like fancieifed up and stuff so it can look cuter and all like your scabbardy thingy." The wood elfess nods seriously at the important fashion related matter.

[Jezerai]

((Elajia, a Boudeccai alt who doesn't have a separate guest account, bear with me))



*The tavern door opens and a slender female woodelf strolls in.  Her long red hair hangs loosely down her back, the front sections braided to frame her small fey face.  A wreath of twigs and leaves crowns her head, with ribbons curling down the back.  Her gauzey white dress drags the ground, a tip of dirty bare toes clad in sandals poke out from beneath the hem.  The sleeves are long and bell-shaped, concealing her hands.  The smell of exotic woods swirl around her, carrying a hint of foreign lands.  A chime of bells can be faintly heard, as she strolls across the tavern floor.*

Peace, brothers and ... well just sisters, I guess.  *She smiles a dreamy smile, holding her hand out palm forward, two fingers forming a "V".*  Peace, Isobel!  You have found our small tavern!  If you don't know me, I'm Elajia Stormdance, a Kojani druid.  I've hunted with Isobel, but have never walked the lands others here walk!  This is like cosmic, man!  *She cranes her head back to look up at the barbarians looming above her.*

*She strolls over to the bar, filling her mug with steaming water.  She takes a small metal ball on a chain out of her bag, fills it with unidentified herbs, and steeps the mixture in the water.*  Wow!  All of us gathering here like this!  Groovy!

*Leaning against the counter, she gazes languidly at the gathering.*  What's hanging?

[Anaris]

*turns away from discussing hair products with Tanare and looks at the hippie-chick*

*jaw drops*

*turns to Boudeccai*

Oh dear.....what planet did she come from, and where do I get a dress like that?! 

*turns to Isobel*

Friend of yours?

[ElektroViking]

~A High Elf, Red hair and Shining Full plate, steps out from the back room with a thick bound book under one arm~

Smiling Tanuvan says, "I thought i had heard new voices out here."

He bows low to Isobel.  "Well met traveller" He says smoothly. "I am Tanuvan Oakdawn.  Templar of Tunare and Gnomish Gnavigator at ye service."

Tanuvan motions to the bar.  "Please, make yeself comfortable.  Ye are safe and amongst friends"

~He then steps over to Anaris's table, sets his book down on the table and sits down near it.~

[Isobel]

(( Wow so many responses!  Sorry to keep you all hanging...been so crazy busy IRL lately...))

Isobel smiles warmly at everyone and their kind greetings, shaking each offered hand in turn.


I am Isobel Dargent, Knight of Gloriann, the Shieldmaiden.  I see there are many faces I do not yet know and one I do *grins at Elajia*

I am curious though...how...how did I get here?

Starchaser and I were riding for Misthaven Crossing when a fog set in and the next thing I remember seeing is this place. *shakes her head* Magical and wonderful...but very strange.

As for ale and treats...that sounds wonderful *She pulls up a barstool and sits down*

Elajia and I are from a world called Telon...

[Jezerai]

((As Elajia))



Oh wow, Izzy.  It's like ... well, folk who belong to Saga and friends of Saga all seem to be able to find their way here even though they all walk in different worlds and lands that we can't get to.  Don't know how, but just love the whole grooviness of it!  There's Bou, Anaris, Hennac, and Tan.  They walk the lands of Norrath.  And Alae ... not sure what lands she walks ... *raises a questioning eyebrow at the Night Elf*  Anyway ... *waves her hand all around lazily*  We all meet here and share our tales. 

*removes the metal ball from her cup and inhales the rising steam*  Care for tea?  *smiles her dreamy smile*

[Namae Nai]

"I'm from the Emerald Dream! It's umm.. a paradise place sort of and occassionally I get to wake up and help in other realms before I go back to sleep. It's complicated." Alae waves, "The world I usually wake up in is Azeroth. Ever been there?" She cocks her head to the side again.

[Anaris]

*gasps at Namae*

Azeroth!  Oh, I detest that place! 

*makes a sad puppy face*

That's where my ex-boyfriend is from!  He's a Night Elf I met here at the tavern many Oceansfulls ago...  His name is Kryfyx, do you know him Alae?  He's tall and handsome and he hasn't written to me in ages!  How dare he?!  Oh for Marr's sake if you see him tell him I hate him!  But I love him......but I hate him!   Hmmmmph!

*gets teary-eyed, then faces Isobel and Elajia and forgets all about her long-lost lover from Azeroth*

Oooooh, Telon!  I've heard so much about it!  I hear the fashion there is unparalleled by any other parallel universe....  So, Isobel, tell us, what do you do for fun when you're not smiting foes and righting wrongs?

*casts her Fluttering Eyelashes (tm) at the girls from Telon*

[ElektroViking]

"A-ze-rO-th," Tanuvan sounds out the name...pauses as he thinks about it.  Then opens his bound book and begins flipping though pages.

"Azeroth...Az-a-roth...Azeroth!" He explains as he finds the page he was looking for.  The page shows a map of the Eastern Kingdoms

Tanuvan's finger trails a few lines,  "Ah yes, Little Ticki occasions there for plundering.  Ah yes..." as he continues to read, "She found a Portal rune to someplace called an Iron Forge."

"AhhA!, no.  She can portal right to Ironforge.  A city I believe.  She speaks quite highly of this city.", is explained. "I Alas, no have never been there.  Alot of places I know of however."

[Anaris]

*eyes Tanuvan and arches a brow at him*

What.......exactly what kind of book is that, Tanuvan darling?  Hmmmm?

*places her hands on her hips*

[Lyrima]

*flings open the door and strides in*

*shakes the dark hair from her face as green eyes survey the crowd*

Yo, How're all y'all doin? *heads directly for the bar*

*swerves*

Yo, Anaris! *the ranger strides over to the Koada'Dal* Ya seen the princess lately?  Cause she needs to....

*notices the food and drink*

*grabs a sandwich and takes a bite*

Where's the tender? *swallows* I need a drink.

*nods to Isobel*  Good to see ya. What's that goblin up to?

*looks for the tender*

*smacks lips*

Yep.

[ElektroViking]

~Tanuvan nods his head in greeting to his Uncouth Guildmate, as he slides the book around to in front of Anaris~

That.  Is all my notes on Possible Ports of Plunder. ~Tanuvan's hand covers his mouth quickly as he blushes.~ Oh My!...I'm sounding like a gnome again!

The book lays open to a map and notes, The title of the map says Obelisk of Lost Souls with several $$$ beside the title.
Flipping the pages reviels many of the same pages "Map & Notes".  The few that catch the eye, The Scorpions Den, Everfrost, and Runnyeye.  Quickly etched "$$" seem to be a certain ranking system.

~Tanuvan stands and heads over to the Bar.  He grabs a tray, some cups, and a Pot.  Arranges them on the tray.  Grabbing a nearby simmering WaterPot makes a Pot of Hot Tea.~

Leaving the tray for moment, Tanuvan remarks to the room, "May i Offer a drink to anyone whilst i'm back here?"

[Lyrima]

alll RIGHT!

*turns to the crowd*

We got our tender! C'mon 'n order while ya got the chance!

*leaps to the edge of the bar*

I'll have my usual.

[ElektroViking]

~Tanuvan reaches beneath the counter, fumbles for a moment, then sets Two Frothing mugs of Jasyn's Ale, Two Tall Slender Glasses of Wine, and Two steaming cups of Quinces "Never-cold-Coffee"~

That used to cover all within the Bar.

Did I miss anyone?