The wizard, momentarily distracted by a tome he had been reading, says "G'day milday Dragon, and to you greenlady." then returns to studying the tome, mumbles something about Brittany and is lost again in his reading.
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Slàn agus beannachd, Allen R. Alderman
'S i Alba tìr mo chridhe. 'S i Gàidhlig cànan m' anama. Scotland is the land of my heart. Gaelic is the language of my soul.
Green lady looks up after slowly ending a song. Wizard what is it that you are reading? Something about Brittany? Greenlady looks around to see if she had missed anyone else coming in. Well, out of those here can I take any requests?
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DRAGON BLESSING
May dragons bring you wealth and guard your treasures May they banish darkness and enlighten you May female dragons grant you inner power May the Dragon Queen neutralize your enemies May Dragon Spirits give you power over Elementals May weather dragons bring rain at your request May Ti'amat effect the changes you command May Ishtar grant you Dragon Power May Ishtar grant you Dragon Power
What? Says the Wizard, startled at the interruption to his reading, Oh, yes, found some more interesting information concerning the Bretons and their beliefs concerning the dead and fairys, fascinating stuff. Reads another line or two then says Do you know Clohinne Winds? Would love to hear it just now
Suddenly realizing the time, The Wizard jumps up, shoves the tome in his bag and says Well, I must be off to bed! A good night to all! Come along birds! And out the door he goes, vanishing in the brooding darkness
(Raven flings open the door and gazes about, looks to his left and spies Urian looking on) Well come on in mate if you're gonna.....don't just stand there gawking. (Holds door open for Urian to come in)
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He is no fool who gives up that which he can not keep to gain that which he cannot loose
(Shrugs and hops on in when Urian fails to respond looking about the place apears deserted in the dim light....Raven hops up on his favorite stool and smooths his feathers while peering over the top of the bar looking for the bar keep) Hallow,,, where are ye at bar keep (he crows..hee hee ...get it...crows ) I'll have a whiskey and a bowl of gingernuts,,,,where did everbody go?
BTW - those that have already posting might re-read my initial post as I tried to clarify how this is supposed to work.....but I have to say you've all been doing it right anyway.
As the wizard leaves, a very large man enters the pub. His broad shoulders are covered with tribal tattoos and scars from many, recent, battles. His beard is braided into two pony tails with beads hanging from the ends. He looks formitable but a keen eye can see a kindness and intelligence under the gruff facade. He ducks as he finally enters the doorway(with a touch of trepidation) and is putting his tunic on as he sits down in the furthest corner of the pub. He sets his claymore to the side and makes sure nothing has escaped his kilt as he orders a bottle of meade. For such a large man he seems to fade into the background rather quickly and watches the goings on of the pub with his back to a solid wall.
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'Dying for being different is still better than living as a Sheep'-anon
I see you made up your mind to come on in,,,,, Bar keep put the mead for our large friend over there (cocks his head to the side) with the interesting art on my tab. (grabs bowl of gingernuts and offers to Urian saying) Gingernut?
Urian chuckles, heartily. "sorry, my friend. I'm just a little shy sometimes. I'm not one for coming into public much" Takes some gingernuts from raven and smiles. Drinks down half the bottle of meade and sighs. "Ugh. Tis been a long day and the morning is going to come too quickly"
Urian, do you play? I'm awfully tired of playing by myself.. Green Lady gives a glare at Raven. Is all you eat gingernuts? Green Lady changes her mind about playing more, packs up the fiddle and replaces it at the bar. Until later fellows. Green Lady steps out into the street turns into a large green dragon and flies off.
(pulls bowl back when Urian takes nuts,,, and smiles back as much as a Raven is capable of smiling ....takes a wingful of nuts in his mouth and takes a long draught of his whisky) umpf smrf So..mphjff ...Green Lady....umpf ansh .. cough... what brand of Fiddle is that ....onlk...snort.. that ye be playing? (wipes wing across beak to clear crumbs of gingernut)
"Play? Nay. Not in many years. I prefer to sing to myself and let those around me draw their own conclusions as to my talent" Urian smirks at Raven and relaxes somewhat.
"Ha! You should try them lightly roasted with some cinamon and sugar on them" Urian pulls two small, crystal balls from his pouch and begins to rolls them in his hands. His voice starts to raise in pitch as his tenor voice begins a tune. "the whistling gypsy came over the hill. down to the valley so shady . He whistled and he sang till he won the hart of a lady."
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