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Post by renarin on Mar 4, 2013 1:13:08 GMT -5
Striding forth from the deck of the ship is a man dressed in travel stained, yet prosperous attire, over which a breastplate is worn with a shield strapped to his back and a sword hanging from his hip. Emblazoned on the breastplate is the image of a chimera. His piercing blue eyes take in his surroundings before he takes his final steps onto dry land.
"Well, this shall be interesting. I hope Vareth is waiting around here somewhere."
With those quite words to himself, he begins to look for his adviser, and companion. Heading towards the sounds of people, he makes his way into the local tavern in the hopes of finding his friend.
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Post by Vareth Nar on Mar 4, 2013 1:15:36 GMT -5
"Renarin! Err, my lord!"
With a smile on his face Vareth walks over to Renarin and claps him on the back, then leading him to the bar.
"Reginald, my Lord Renarin. My lord, Reginald. Might he have a drink? Wine if you could."
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Post by renarin on Mar 4, 2013 1:19:34 GMT -5
Renarin smiles at Vareth as he guides him towards the bar. He nods his head in a polite acknowledgement of the introduction.
"Greetings, it is a pleasure to meet you. I would very much like some wine if it wouldn't cause too much hassle. I know my throat is parched after such a long voyage. It craves the taste of something pleasant and delectable."
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Post by Reginald on Mar 4, 2013 2:07:45 GMT -5
Reginald bows slightly to the new face.
"Everything but water is three silver, and some of the finest wine in Hevard Port can be yours. Fine berry wine made by elves? I've got some harsher wine crafted in the capital city, if you like the kick."
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Post by renarin on Mar 4, 2013 13:20:18 GMT -5
Renarin nods his head in acknowledgement.
"Is it possible to open a tab with you? I believe that I will be coming here often enough to warrant such. If I can, then I would appreciate a white wine from the capital. I have always found their vintages to be crisp and refreshing."
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Post by Reginald on Mar 4, 2013 15:50:36 GMT -5
"As long as it is paid by the end of our next duty weekend with the militia. I see little problem with it. Not paying it by then will result in interest on the account. And, yes I do have some white."
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Post by Korrathe Grimholde on Mar 7, 2013 16:21:05 GMT -5
Ciaran walked back into the bar and sat down where he was before, letting out a small sigh before taking notice of the Renarin, "Oy, another new guy? Seems like things are pickin up around here, eh Regi?"
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Post by Reginald on Mar 8, 2013 2:38:25 GMT -5
"New blood is good. If you gentlemen will excuse me. I have a customer."
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Post by Korrathe Grimholde on Mar 8, 2013 12:45:47 GMT -5
Ciaran gives Reginald a small wave before leaning onto the bar and listening to the sounds of the tavern.
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Post by renarin on Mar 9, 2013 12:18:16 GMT -5
Renarin nods in response to Reginald, he then takes his drink and turns around to view the others in the tavern.
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Post by Vareth Nar on Mar 10, 2013 0:54:14 GMT -5
After a while and Reginald is no longer busy, Vareth asks him,
"So we talked about what ZIMM is, what about this other thing, you mentioned, the Aelorn? Or is this one an actual person?"
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Post by Reginald on Mar 10, 2013 14:56:51 GMT -5
After Reginald returns from a side room.
"ZIMM is a special circumstance. I'm not a mage, therefore I don't want to mix up explaining what he is to you. But...construct?....seems right. I'll see that you meet him soon. Aelorn can be found near the trade hall. He's Lord Gavreck's mage, advisor, and friend. His offices are near the trade hall, and he's brisk but typically welcomes mages eventually. Or you can seek him out."
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Post by Vareth Nar on Mar 10, 2013 16:24:54 GMT -5
Vareth gives a nod of gratitude and stands.
"No time like the present."
He gives a wave and heads off to the trade hall.
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Post by Korrathe Grimholde on Mar 11, 2013 12:05:29 GMT -5
Ciaran will get up and leave the bar.
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