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Post by Nandon on Jun 17, 2013 9:47:28 GMT -5
He pulled back the hood on his cloak as he entered the warm And empty tavern, Outside snow littered the ground and the taverns was welcome after the freezing temperature. He stepped as he entered and pulled back his hood, he revealed the short golden locks of his hair, and his emerald optics that darted around the room studying the few people who were in the tavern, It was a upscale tavern in the richer area of teirm, And thus a good place where good, relevant gossip could be heard from the leaders of teirm themselves.
As he walked over to the counter William nodded at the tavern keeper, Before handing over a couple of gold coins, Paying the man he spoke. “I’d like a glass of wine and whatever your special is tonight…” The man then nodded and moved over into the back room and was absent for a couple moments before he returned with a glass of red wine, Placing it on the counter he spoke himself. “Here is your wine, Tonights special is a Cheese, Bacon, And potatoes soup, My wife is currently making more, If you would have a seat I will have one of the serving girls bring it to you when you are done, The bard should be along in a hour or so, Now is there anything else I can do for you?”
“No, I should be fine now thank you.” William said before moving to a table off in the corner with his glass, The table was off to the side of the room, But at the same time in the back corner, Meaning he could catch anyone who entered.
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Post by sarahandichigo on Jun 17, 2013 10:14:18 GMT -5
Rukia walked into the cozy tavern with tentative steps. It was the first time she had ever been in a place like this and her large violet eyes darted uneasily around the little room, taking in the hardly sober men and the strange women with twinkling eyes. This was exactly the kind of place her brother would never step into. Rukia allowed herself a small smile.
She had worn one of her simplest dresses, a blue gown with silver accented sleeves, to not attract any attention. No one should know that she was of noble blood. Quietly, she slipped into a wooden chair in a far corner of the room and amused herself by observing the many people that came to spend their time here.
Her attention was soon drawn to a man in the opposite corner doing the same thing as herself. She looked away quickly. This wasn't the place to make friends.
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Post by Nandon on Jun 17, 2013 11:15:40 GMT -5
William smiled at the serving girl as she brought his soup, Then passing her a tip of his own he resumed looking around the room as the soup cooled, he noticed the woman in the blue dress enter and immediately discarded her as a threat, Then he took the first bite of his soup before he felt eyes upon him, He calmly placed the spoon back into the bowl before he let his eyes flash up, Though his head didn’t move.
He noticed it was the woman looking at him and this caused him to frown, She seemed suspicious suddenly to him. This could be a opportunity for him. Beconing a serving girl over William spoke to the waitress, telling her to deliver a glass of wine, Along with the house special over to the table, before passing over a few coins of his own
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Post by sarahandichigo on Jun 18, 2013 3:04:21 GMT -5
Rukia occupied herself by observing the mysterious people in the room. 'I wonder what their stories are...' she thought. She mused on this for a while before she noticed one of the serving girls approach her with a bottle of vine and food.
Rukia raised her eyebrows as the young woman laid her plate on the table in front of her. She was a pretty little thing, not many years older than Rukia herself. 'But I didn't-' Rukia started to explain that she had not bought anything, but was silenced by the woman's knowing smile as she gestured at the man in the far corner of the room. Rukia's features hardened in suspicion and confusion as she silently accepted the food. She wouldn't have accepted it if it weren't for the gnawing pain in her stomach.
The food was delicious and Rukia was quite content until she remembered that a mysterious stranger had paid for her. Looking up, she saw that he had moved to the table next to her and was eating his own food. She looked away awkwardly, not knowing if she should thank him or not. She decided to leave the tavern. She had had enough adventure and escape for one night and her brother would probably find out if she stayed any longer. Moving her plate aside, she got up.
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Post by Aelodil on Jun 18, 2013 5:27:22 GMT -5
(Hey guys ;D Mind if I have Camarat join the thread?)
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Post by sarahandichigo on Jun 18, 2013 6:48:00 GMT -5
// haha I don't mind  The more the merrier! |
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Post by Aelodil on Jun 18, 2013 7:07:35 GMT -5
Camarat entered the village. His cloak covered in snow he looked like a moving snow mountain. He looked around at a few taverns shaking his head at most. Finally, out of desperation he entered the closest tavern and was relieved by the warmth. He removed his cloak to admit a youthful face, golden locks and questioning emerald eyes.
But don't let that fool you. Camarat was a Dragon Spirit. He could seem to be 20 years old and yet actually be a thousand years. Just as he was actually a thousand years though seemed to be twenty. His emerald eyes swept the tavern searching for any immediate dangers. His eyes swept over Rukia and William, discarding them. His eyes showed he thought they were a newly wed couple.
Walking over to a table he sat himself down and signaled for a waitress. She hurried over and asked,"How may I help you today?"."Um..I would like your special and some water." he responded. She nodded and hurried off to give his order. As he waited, he watched the couple. For some reason they seemed un-comfortable around each-other and the husband looked like trouble. Beckoning over a young serving boy, he gave him a paper that he wrote on:Who are you? and told him to give it to Will and Rukia. He dropped some coins in the boys hand to seal the deal.
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Post by sarahandichigo on Jun 18, 2013 9:18:06 GMT -5
Rukia was just about to get up when a little serving boy handed her a little piece of paper. Her curiosity getting the best of her, she sat down again and opened it to find the words 'Who are you?' written on it. She looked at the stranger sitting in the table next to her, suspecting it to be him but discarded the idea when he opened a similar paper. Rukia cast her violet eyes around the tavern, catching sight of a young man in another corner staring intently at her with his emerald eyes.
Rukia narrowed her eyes at him. Was he the one who sent her the note? Instead of replying, she ripped up the paper and shoved the pieces underneath the table. Whoever this stranger was, he had absolutely no right to her identity. She was just about ready to leave but decided to linger a while longer just to discover who sent her the message.
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The more the merrier!
