In the Phoenix Tavern... [RP post - please join in!]

[Marrra]

Mahaani kicks her feet up onto the table, crossing her ankles as she leans back in her chair. The ale is cold and the company is friendly, with many of her fellow Dragonslayers gathered around for an evening of drinking and storytelling, with several others watching on from their own tables.

She drains her ale and nudges Avabere beside her, indicating her now empty mug. "Your round. I reckon I could almost try to drink you under the table tonight, dwarf - it's been a rough day and though I'd never win, I'd enjoy the experience of trying today!"


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[Rason]

"Bah!" The dwarf laughs as he drinks down his mug of ale. "I could drink ye under the table and ye mother ta!" The seventy-five year old dwarf with half-rimmed glasses smiles behind his white beard, his hair neatly pulled back into a tail.

"This ain't one dwarf ye will ever beat missy, paladin or not. Now, I will buy ye the next round just ta make sure ye keep yeer mug filled, whether ye stay upright or not. Mind ye, it may make that there devil crossbow contraption more accurate next time we tag team on the field, eh?" a sly smile this time.

Entering through the door into the Phoenix comes a dark skinned female, slightly pointed ears, as she walks along, lute at her back and a small wooden flute in her fingers as she begins to play a soft tune.

Slowly she walks towards the table where other Dragonslayer's inhabit and she nimbly hops up onto the table, her feet deftly missing every mug, plate or jug as she plays her soft melodious tune.

Even the sour smile, and those smiling laugh.

The bard, Qilanthe, smiles as she plays her tune over the table and beckons others to take part in the music as she leaves her lips pressed against the flute.

"Oi! Watch the ale, ye elf!" Avabere bellows at the elf on the table. Qilanthe retaliates with a shrill whistle in the middle of her playing as she laughs and continues, still never spilling a drink.

[thalion]

A set of small hands begin to clap to the music....
clap,
Clap,
CLAP ...

Seemingly appearing from shadow, the halfling Thyst appears, "It has been long since I heard your wonderful music Good Bard!"

[valreesio]

Reeser looks up from admiring his newly bought gloves. "Thyst? Is that you? I have not seen you in so long I thought the kobolds had eaten you for sure. Well, since your here, fetch me an ale, one fer yourself also." *Tosses a coin just a little higher than the Thyst stands*

[Rason]

A set of small hands begin to clap to the music....
clap,
Clap,
CLAP ...

Seemingly appearing from shadow, the halfling Thyst appears, "It has been long since I heard your wonderful music Good Bard!"

Qilanthe smiles at the voice and curtsies as she twirls and pockets her flute, and takes the lute from her back as she hops down off the table and into a vacant seat. Slowly she strums on the instrument, softly, more for herself than anyone else.

[Marrra]

Following Qilanthe in, Tamalia sighs softly and shakes her head. "You are such a show-off." Turning to her friends at the table, she pours herself a glass of water and sits in an empty seat.

[thalion]

Reeser *Tosses a coin just a little higher than the Thyst stands*

Clink,clinky,clink... Thyst, suddenly aware again of his surroundings, hears a coin hitting the ground behind him. He turns and picks it up. "Hmmm, one of your fans has bad aim..." he places the coin on the table where Qilanthe is performing.