by Aldwyn » Thu Feb 08, 2024 10:19 pm
**This is a story written by Theq with Raquel's permission to make it look like a log**
Somewhere in Bandar Eban...
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
Theq stands in the doorway looking around, a cloak covering his face.
Theq eyes the ruffians in the corner, nodding to himself.
Theq mumbles, 'I knew they'd be here.'
Theq makes his way to the bar, nodding to the barkeeper.
Theq points at the barkeep raising a single finger.
Theq takes the mug of ale from the the barkeeper, swirling the contents carefully.
Theq drinks the ale and closes his eyes.
Theq breathes in slowly before exhaling.
Theq murmurs, 'Well. This is what I came for. To end this.'
Theq drains the remainder of his ale and makes his way towards the ruffian crew.
Theq lowers his hood as he nears the table, 'Hello lads. Remember me?'
Theq draws his sword, slamming the hilt into the face of the closest ruffian on his left.
Theq ignores the -crack- as the first ruffian collapses to the floor.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian bellows 'Oi! You!'
A ruffian bellows 'Get him, lads!'
A ruffian snarls, 'You're supposed to be dead. You soon will be...'
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Theq steps back between the tables and the wall, snarling.
Theq says 'I'll take you all on. I should have ended you years ago.'
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq launched forward with his own attack, first stabbing forward with his sword and then rotating it against the first ruffian's blade.
Theq disarmed the ruffian in one swift strike before slashing again and connecting the point of his sword with the ruffian's belly.
Theq smiled as the first ruffian collapsed to the floor.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here.
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Theq jumped back, narrowly avoiding two simultaneous strikes from ruffians to the left and right of him.
Theq parried a third slash before bringing his elbow up sharply under the chin of the fourth ruffian.
Theq brought his sword around in a wide arch, catching the stunned ruffian in the neck.
Theq turned to face the next attacker as the last crumpled to the ground.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [2]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Theq charged forward, 'Come on! Come at me!'
Theq clashed blades with two ruffians, parrying their hits but failing to land a decisive blow.
Theq screamed in pain as a stray blade caught his arm, barely managing to hold onto his own sword.
Theq dropped to the ground and rolled under a table, bleeding profusely.
Theq stood to face the next attacker, the first from the front but the second from behind escaped his vision.
Theq felt a blunt blow to his head and he crumpled.
Theq fell to the floor, twisting just enough to land on his back.
Theq looked up at the ceiling with yet another bandit pointing a sword at his throat.
A ruffian says 'And now... You die.'
Theq closed his eyes, in that moment a million thoughts flashing through his mind.
Theq open his eyes to a sharp -clang- as metal connected with metal and the ruffian's blade stopped inches from his face.
A cloaked figure parried the ruffian's blade swiftly turning it aside.
A cloaked figure struck in almost the same motion driving their own sword through the ruffian's stomach.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [3]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A cloaked figure dropped their hood and offered Theq a hand.
Racquel says 'Perhaps you could use a hand?'
Theq nodded and stood quickly, in time to face the next ruffian.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [3]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
Theq moved with his back to Racquel, swinging at the next ruffian and striking decisively to draw blood.
Theq struck again, harder this time, ignoring the cry of pain as the next ruffian died.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [5]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
Theq sweat profusely parrying the oncoming attacks as he found it harder to hold his blade with fatigue setting in.
Racquel ended the next ruffian with a final twist of her blade, before stepping over the corpse to face her final attacker.
Theq says 'Who taught you to hold a blade, woman?!'
Racquel grunted in reply, 'I'm a woman of many talents...'
Theq parried the next strike and returned in kind, again hitting true as blood poured from the ruffian's throat.
Theq swing his sword a second time, connecting with a second ruffian and nodded with satisfaction as the man too hit the floor.
Racquel swung her own blade and connected with her last attacker and ended his assault.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [9]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Racquel stepped back, gesturing to the final ruffian, 'That one is yours, Theq.'
Theq nodded, turning to face the final ruffian.
Theq says 'Salin. Your crew is dead. It's your turn to join them.'
Salin Rovond sneered.
Salin Rovond says 'I will -destroy- you!'
Salin Rovond lifted his axe and charged forward.
Theq deftly stepped sideaways, taking as much effort as he could afford to lift his sword a final time.
Theq took half a step backwards as his sword connected with the axe as he felt a jarring down his arm.
Theq grunted, turning away the oncoming attack with difficulty.
Salin Rovond came again, bringing his axe down hard and fast.
Theq moved once more, dodging where he could, trying to avoid the sharp jarring he felt with each parry of his sword.
Theq groaned moving his sword arm, murmuring, 'It's time to end this...'
Theq dropped his sword and pulled his dagger from his belt.
Salin Rovond came again bring his axe down hard.
Theq dived forward, barely missing the axe swing before coming up alongside the ruffian leader.
Theq hissed, 'And now you die.'
Theq slammed his dagger home into the side of Salin before quickly removing it.
Salin Rovond dropped his axe and grabbed the wound as he screamed in pain.
Theq swiftly moved behind the ruffian and slid the blade across his throat.
Theq whispered, 'It is done.'
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [9]
The corpse of Salin Rovond is here.
Theq dropped his dagger and turned to Racquel.
Racquel stepped forward and embraced Theq, 'Now, it is over.'
Theq nodded to Racquel, returning her embrace.
Racquel looked around the bar, 'Come Theq. You have wounds I should attend to.'
Theq gathered his weapons, nodding.
A ruffian groaned, 'What happened?'
A ruffian sits up groggily.
Theq purses his lips in the direction of the ruffian and frowned.
Theq says, 'It looks like I missed one...'
Theq turns to Racquel, 'A moment.'
Theq sends a ruffian sprawling with a powerful bash!
A ruffian is dead.
Was it good for you too?
Theq offers his arm to Racquel.
Theq says, 'Now we can go.'
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [10]
The corpse of Salin Rovond is here.
Theq follows Racquel.
Racquel leaves south.
Theq leaves south.
**This is a story written by Theq with Raquel's permission to make it look like a log**
Somewhere in Bandar Eban...
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
Theq stands in the doorway looking around, a cloak covering his face.
Theq eyes the ruffians in the corner, nodding to himself.
Theq mumbles, 'I knew they'd be here.'
Theq makes his way to the bar, nodding to the barkeeper.
Theq points at the barkeep raising a single finger.
Theq takes the mug of ale from the the barkeeper, swirling the contents carefully.
Theq drinks the ale and closes his eyes.
Theq breathes in slowly before exhaling.
Theq murmurs, 'Well. This is what I came for. To end this.'
Theq drains the remainder of his ale and makes his way towards the ruffian crew.
Theq lowers his hood as he nears the table, 'Hello lads. Remember me?'
Theq draws his sword, slamming the hilt into the face of the closest ruffian on his left.
Theq ignores the -crack- as the first ruffian collapses to the floor.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian is lounging here.
A ruffian bellows 'Oi! You!'
A ruffian bellows 'Get him, lads!'
A ruffian snarls, 'You're supposed to be dead. You soon will be...'
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Theq steps back between the tables and the wall, snarling.
Theq says 'I'll take you all on. I should have ended you years ago.'
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq dodged the ruffian's slash.
Theq launched forward with his own attack, first stabbing forward with his sword and then rotating it against the first ruffian's blade.
Theq disarmed the ruffian in one swift strike before slashing again and connecting the point of his sword with the ruffian's belly.
Theq smiled as the first ruffian collapsed to the floor.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here.
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Theq jumped back, narrowly avoiding two simultaneous strikes from ruffians to the left and right of him.
Theq parried a third slash before bringing his elbow up sharply under the chin of the fourth ruffian.
Theq brought his sword around in a wide arch, catching the stunned ruffian in the neck.
Theq turned to face the next attacker as the last crumpled to the ground.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [2]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Theq charged forward, 'Come on! Come at me!'
Theq clashed blades with two ruffians, parrying their hits but failing to land a decisive blow.
Theq screamed in pain as a stray blade caught his arm, barely managing to hold onto his own sword.
Theq dropped to the ground and rolled under a table, bleeding profusely.
Theq stood to face the next attacker, the first from the front but the second from behind escaped his vision.
Theq felt a blunt blow to his head and he crumpled.
Theq fell to the floor, twisting just enough to land on his back.
Theq looked up at the ceiling with yet another bandit pointing a sword at his throat.
A ruffian says 'And now... You die.'
Theq closed his eyes, in that moment a million thoughts flashing through his mind.
Theq open his eyes to a sharp -clang- as metal connected with metal and the ruffian's blade stopped inches from his face.
A cloaked figure parried the ruffian's blade swiftly turning it aside.
A cloaked figure struck in almost the same motion driving their own sword through the ruffian's stomach.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
A cloaked figure is sitting here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [3]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A cloaked figure dropped their hood and offered Theq a hand.
Racquel says 'Perhaps you could use a hand?'
Theq nodded and stood quickly, in time to face the next ruffian.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [3]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
Theq moved with his back to Racquel, swinging at the next ruffian and striking decisively to draw blood.
Theq struck again, harder this time, ignoring the cry of pain as the next ruffian died.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [5]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
A ruffian is here, fighting Racquel!
Theq sweat profusely parrying the oncoming attacks as he found it harder to hold his blade with fatigue setting in.
Racquel ended the next ruffian with a final twist of her blade, before stepping over the corpse to face her final attacker.
Theq says 'Who taught you to hold a blade, woman?!'
Racquel grunted in reply, 'I'm a woman of many talents...'
Theq parried the next strike and returned in kind, again hitting true as blood poured from the ruffian's throat.
Theq swing his sword a second time, connecting with a second ruffian and nodded with satisfaction as the man too hit the floor.
Racquel swung her own blade and connected with her last attacker and ended his assault.
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [9]
A ruffian is here, fighting you!
Racquel stepped back, gesturing to the final ruffian, 'That one is yours, Theq.'
Theq nodded, turning to face the final ruffian.
Theq says 'Salin. Your crew is dead. It's your turn to join them.'
Salin Rovond sneered.
Salin Rovond says 'I will -destroy- you!'
Salin Rovond lifted his axe and charged forward.
Theq deftly stepped sideaways, taking as much effort as he could afford to lift his sword a final time.
Theq took half a step backwards as his sword connected with the axe as he felt a jarring down his arm.
Theq grunted, turning away the oncoming attack with difficulty.
Salin Rovond came again, bringing his axe down hard and fast.
Theq moved once more, dodging where he could, trying to avoid the sharp jarring he felt with each parry of his sword.
Theq groaned moving his sword arm, murmuring, 'It's time to end this...'
Theq dropped his sword and pulled his dagger from his belt.
Salin Rovond came again bring his axe down hard.
Theq dived forward, barely missing the axe swing before coming up alongside the ruffian leader.
Theq hissed, 'And now you die.'
Theq slammed his dagger home into the side of Salin before quickly removing it.
Salin Rovond dropped his axe and grabbed the wound as he screamed in pain.
Theq swiftly moved behind the ruffian and slid the blade across his throat.
Theq whispered, 'It is done.'
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
A ruffian is lying here, stunned.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [9]
The corpse of Salin Rovond is here.
Theq dropped his dagger and turned to Racquel.
Racquel stepped forward and embraced Theq, 'Now, it is over.'
Theq nodded to Racquel, returning her embrace.
Racquel looked around the bar, 'Come Theq. You have wounds I should attend to.'
Theq gathered his weapons, nodding.
A ruffian groaned, 'What happened?'
A ruffian sits up groggily.
Theq purses his lips in the direction of the ruffian and frowned.
Theq says, 'It looks like I missed one...'
Theq turns to Racquel, 'A moment.'
Theq sends a ruffian sprawling with a powerful bash!
A ruffian is dead.
Was it good for you too?
Theq offers his arm to Racquel.
Theq says, 'Now we can go.'
Merry Eric's Tavern
The bitterly cold sea winds that blow in over the Domani Avenue from the
west fails to reach into this warm, merry place called Merry Eric's Tavern.
A local bartender sells drinks at a reasonable price and the atmosphere is
welcoming. There are some stairs leading up to the second floor and the
avenue is south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
A barkeeper is here.
Racquel A'Hara is here.
The corpse of a ruffian is here. [10]
The corpse of Salin Rovond is here.
Theq follows Racquel.
Racquel leaves south.
Theq leaves south.