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Post by Destael on Nov 8, 2013 15:39:06 GMT -6
Mind turning over the kinto's words in search of a reply, the former demons eyes widened in surprise at the monks offer. "You would have me....after everything I did to these people....to you...." It made her sick thinking about the scar that was surely still on his chest. Her initial.
She swallowed, frowning as she considering the offer when a commotion brought her out of her thoughts. Ellie had pushed by Indigo to get at Broton and she was just about to stand and break it up when the dwarf uttered the spell. She recognized it immediately....charm. She's seen it used before....on the day she had taken down Thistle. Embarrassed for the wolf, she turned away, not wanting to watch. If there was anything she always hated that carried over from her demonic past it was humiliation in a way such as that.
Sighing, she spoke again to the monk. "I need to think about it."
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Indigo
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Post by Indigo on Nov 9, 2013 2:35:59 GMT -6
When pushed out of the way, Indigo reeled back, and immediately brought his pole arm in front of him defensively. Then a second later, he thought of using it a little more offensively. Of course it was the wolf. And of course she just had to over-react to something that wasn't even directed at her. 'Augh! I can't believe these alpha types sometimes! They think they're so much better than every other kind of canine, don't they!?' Immediately, his face flushed with anger, and he steadied himself for a fight, glaring at the overly rash woman as she attacked the bard for no reason at all. Then just as he was about to spring forward into action, and use the long wooden end of his weapon to beat her off of Broton, he froze. Wide-eyed, we watched as the bard retaliated... and then some. He had paused just as he was about to spring, every muscle tense. He merely stood solidly then, too shocked to really comprehend what he was now watching, besides his overwhelming sense of amazement, mixed with some vague form of horror.
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Valourie
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Post by Valourie on Nov 9, 2013 3:20:23 GMT -6
Valourie Flinched, feeling a rise out of Ellie, she spun around and reached out to Stop her. 'No wait!' She called out to her with her mind, the Wolf stormed over to Broton and before the Angel could react, Broton's reflexes and silver tongue worked it's Will. Valourie stumbled back into the crowd and pushed past the patrons, her hood fell loose of her face and the Mink on her shoulder was sent off of her, landing on the Bard's table. 'No! The Spell has been cast. Ugh...' She shot a harsh glare at Broton, 'Damn him.' She snarled, glowing sunshine yellow eyes darting back to Ellie who seemed both Horrified and extremely angry. Her body had already begun to twist into action. "That's enough, Both of you." although she knew it was already too late. Destael turned her back and Indigo took up his arms, So Val placed a hand of calming on his shoulder to command his attention. "Leave it be, keep control of yourself Barbarian and Let the Magic do it's work..."
She looked to Thoror who had a slightly dejected demeanor and said "Barkeep, This is your establishment, I'd like you to try and keep the peace, it's bad publicity to have disrespectful patrons erupt in your Bar. Let alone cause fights. By the Gods, don't just stand there."
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Thistle
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Post by Thistle on Nov 9, 2013 17:08:55 GMT -6
Thistle, who had been eyeing the wolf since she knocked him over, tensed as she confronted the dwarf. Sighing, he rose from his chair and began to speak. "You know, there would be a lot less problems for me and more time for me to do the things I need if IDIOTS like you stopped taking offense at the slightest things. And put that thing DOWN, Indigo. It only encourages them." Fuming that a brawl had erupted, he stalked over to Thoror.
"I'll have the regular order, please. I'm out of stock, and I've been in too many battles recently to pick some up." With that, the monk turned on his heel and marched out of the bar.
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Thoror
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Post by Thoror on Nov 9, 2013 22:26:35 GMT -6
Upon leaving the table he heard the cursed words of a charm come from the bard's mouth, and gritting his teeth he walked faster. The food passed through a window to the kitchen was neatly on a plate, and somehow just as the Dwarf ordered despite Thoror never specifying to his staff. The cook had Elven ears on a human's head.
Thistle came to the counter and announced his leave, his boot leaving mark on the wood floor where the tall sharp heel had dug into it on his spin. Thoror hastily started back to the table, one hand carrying the tray and the other in his pocket, readying the only tool he had to handle this situation.
"Hold your tongue, stranger." Replied Thoror to the appalled woman. "I know what I'm doing. Stand down before you become involved." He had brought the item out of his pocket and kept it hidden in the hand that the Bard could not see. The tray was placed on the table with a clack, and Thoror readied his hand to use the item the second it was needed.
Shaking just a little, Thoror took a breath. "Indigo!" He boomed. "I thought you to be better than this. You've been under my roof, you know the rules on weapons. Kindly cast it down before I do it for you."
"And you." The Half-Dwarf scowled at Broton. "Keep your spells in your mouth from here on out. This is your only warning." He turned to Des, sitting still through all of this. Dread crept up through his stomach.
"Des, please go back to your previous table."
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Post by Ellie Moonsine on Nov 10, 2013 1:14:03 GMT -6
At once when Borton's charmed spell was finished, Ellie had no control of her body. She felt like she had fallen asleep and was in a dream. Ellie let got of Brotn, dropping him since she lifed him about 2ft in the air. Walked over to Indigo and nodded to him, "Sorry for pushing you." Then the next thing was that Ellie changes into her Lathari form, (A large Wolf-human) went down on all fours, trotted around and barks at Broton.
Something inside of Ellie, while she was doing thsi was screaming at her: "Wake up!! You are under a Chamred Spell!! Wake up!!" Ellie tried to listen, but Broton's spell kept her from waking up till something happens. Ellie trotted over to Broton, acting totally like a tamed wolf, layed down beside him and acted calmed.
[OOC: Ok this was totally embarrassing for me!!!]
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Post by Broton on Nov 10, 2013 3:14:18 GMT -6
Broton knells and scratches Ellie behind the ear, "That's a good girl, isn't this better then being angry and being violent? Now stay there and enjoy the peace." He then rises with a smile as Thoror talks sternly at him. 'I love moments like these!' was the only thing going though Broton's mind.
"My greatest apologize lad, I didn't not know this fine establishment banned the use of a simple spells for ones self-defense, but I give you my word I wont let another leave my mouth in this great tavern of yours." Broton say with a zipping his lips hand sign, looking to Thoror and then moves over to his shield. "Thoror, could you please oblige me with the kindness of stopping what I feel like is going to be a bad event in your tavern in about a minute and a half or so. It would be a great help to the folks here, it seems like some people here tonight just want some blood in the air. That would be a great service to the patrons who just want hot food, drink and to be happy. Thank you lad for keeping a level head during this, your temperament here is a thing of stories." He says not breaking eye contact with Thoror and reading his shield to his back.
Filling up his mug back up with ale Broton sits on the other side of the table keeping an eye on Ellie and then looking to the folks around him, "So what where we talking about now? Indigo, lad, sit sit, back to better topics.... anyone want some ale? Indigo? Des?". He just smiles ear to ear and takes a pull of his ale.
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Post by Destael on Nov 10, 2013 23:19:10 GMT -6
"Actually, I'm going to go out for a while, Thoror." Standing up, expression somber, she nodded to the dwarf and kinto. "I'm sorry I wasn't better company. And thank you for your confidence, Indigo." Quietly, she pulled her hood back on before walking to the door. Her delicate hands retrieved the quiver of arrows and bow leaning against the walls before she ducked outside without another word.
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Indigo
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Post by Indigo on Nov 10, 2013 23:47:43 GMT -6
For a long moment, indigo didn't move, still frozen with his weapon half-raised. Then, he slowly lowered it, and stepped back as he watched the wolf shift, and obey the Bard's charm. He was vaguely aware of the other's around him talking, but when Broton called him, he looked up and slowly moved over, almost as though he was under the bard's charm too. He kept some of his attention on Ellie out of the corner of his eye, however, and his right hand carried his weapon in a tight grip by his side. He watched Des turn to leave, and opened his mouth to protest, raising a hand as though he wanted to pull her back. 'No... I think she needs to go on her own now...' he reminded himself, and both his hand and his eyes fell. His thoughts stayed with her though. 'All I want to do is help... and make this place better... But I think I'm just as lost as you, Destael, and with the same question... How?' The kinto sighed, looking around the room, though he didn't think any of them had the answer he needed.
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Valourie
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Post by Valourie on Nov 11, 2013 0:08:40 GMT -6
Valourie could feel the room dense and tighten like the tension in the air could actually vice grip them all, choking the life out of them. The Room was so heavy her temples began to throb, the dizzying stress of this world was getting to her and her Form of Disguise wouldn't last much longer. She had been dropping white feathers all throughout town and had to double back on several occasions to clear her tracks. Now she found herself in the middle of an 'almost' bar brawl emitting white light like a charged Lightning bolt. She tore her eyes away from the situation at hand and glanced back to Thistle as he spoke, white light surging in her yellow eyes.
'there would be a lot less problems for me and more time for me to do the things I need if IDIOTS like you stopped taking offense at the slightest things' She agreed with him whole heartedly, though she was not in a place to voice her concerns, she had drawn attention to herself. Letting Go of Indigo, the Half-dwarf reappeared in the room. The Rage built up within her and she could taste the daggers on her tongue, electricity in her veins as Thoror barked orders at the Patrons. 'If you only knew who you were talking to, Dwarf, I'll hold my tongue alright, Just this once...I'll act the Stranger' She held out her hand toward Broton's table and the Mink scrambled across it and leapt from the edge to her forearm, scurrying up to her shoulder again. She grit her teeth and bite her tongue. The Change began and Ellie was roped into the full effects of the Bard's Spell. Val shook her head and stood down. A Ringing, as the blood pumped through her veins and made her heart beat in her long pointed ears. She gathered her Belongings as the Lythari played house pet with the Bard. Destael was only a step ahead, the Ex Demon was out the door, followed Quickly by the Angel. 'The nerve of some people, I can't stand this form any longer, if I'm going to do this... i'm going to do it right. It's time to call in the reinforcements.'
She caught the door half-open behind Destael. Throwing care to the wind, she let the Burden of her human form fall away, pushing the door open with the toe of her boot and a gust of wind, two massive white wings burst from her back, feathers littering the Tavern floor.
"DESTAEL!" She shouted after her. And the Door closed with a thump behind her.
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Thoror
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Post by Thoror on Nov 11, 2013 20:21:59 GMT -6
"You should know better than to throw those spells around in this type of company, Bard." Thoror muttered. "It can cause more chaos than it stops." A weapon and reason, be it fear or anger. That was all it took for a barbarian to break. While Thoror himself was offended at the bard's borne enchantments and choice of spells, he was genuinely worried about the company Broton chose to perform for. Ellie; a Lycan, was unpredictable; and Indigo had the same berserker flame in his heart that Thoror did. If either of them thought too hastily, all hell would break loose.
Thoror nodded at Destael. "Be safe." And almost didn't follow her with his eyes. But what caught them was the changing woman following her. Her ears pointed, eyes seemed to glow. Again Thoror put his hand on the hammer 'round his neck, the hand with the red ribbon. He knew what she was. White wings burst from her back, feathers scattering gently on the tavern floor. The door closed behind her, and Thoror worried for Des more than he ever had before.
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Post by Ellie Moonsine on Nov 11, 2013 20:38:04 GMT -6
Ellie looked up at Broton and barked at him happily smiling, till something inside of her snapped and she stopped barking. Ellie got up and looked around and at her self, "W-what the heck am I in my Lathari form.. and why was I on the floor?" She asks looking around to see Thoror, Broton, and Indigo, who were looking at her. She saw the monk, Des, and that weird person (Valourie) gone. "O-ok,... can someone please tell me what had happen... last thing I remember was getting angry at that dwarf -pointing at Broton- then falling asleep." She said looking at the others, looking for some answers.
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Post by Broton on Nov 11, 2013 21:29:23 GMT -6
Broton just sipped on his ale looking side to side with the different going ons and looks back on to Ellie who was clearly confused about the going ons. "Well lass, it seems like you had a change of mind and then you just sort of changed be for lying down. Isn't that right Indigo?" he smailed at the lad and gave hime a nod. "Have you been on a long trip lass, I know that takes it out of me and I have woken up in a tavern every now and then not knowing when I fell a sleep. Why dont you just sit down with us and enjoy some food and drink. I'd be happy to share my table with a strong wolf Kinto like you lass." Broton holds his mug up to Ellie, "Lets just put our anger to the side and have a good night."
Looking over at Thoror, "Can we get something for this great wolf to wake her up, I'd like to talk to her bright eyed and bushy tailed. With a fine comfey tavern like this we all might fall a sleep in no time. Ha ha ha!"
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Indigo
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Post by Indigo on Nov 12, 2013 0:44:40 GMT -6
While the bard's charm released its effect on the Lathari, it almost seemed to tighten its hold on Indigo. The dwarf didn't really need to cast any spells to get the young kinto to listen to him. Quietly, he sat down beside beside Broton, and rested his weapon against his chair so that both hands were free again. He leaned forward, and crossed his arms on the table in front of him, and did his best to give a small smile. Though he didn't quite agree with the bard's methods, playing along was obviously in everyone's best interests at the moment.
"Uh- yeah. Not sure what happened..." he quietly added on. He was nervous about playing the bard's game; it was no barbarian's business to be playing with slicked and honeyed words. Especially with a hot-tempered wolf involved. Indigo leaned back in his chair again, his unease not letting him sit still. He toyed with the belt favor at his side with his left hand, while his right hand mindlessly buried itself in his satchel. What few coins he had left shifted between his fingers, and he pulled out a long tarnished chain. Like snake, it seemed to writhe and squirm as the boy twirled it through his fingers.
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Thoror
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Post by Thoror on Nov 12, 2013 19:27:29 GMT -6
Thoror looked at Ellie. "Your order, Miss Moonsine?" If things were going to get back to normal then they would start here. "Don't worry about what happened. That was Gnomish mead. It does strange things to your head when served at the wrong temperature. It won't hurt you."
He cast a quick look over at Broton and ran a finger across his lips. That was the lie Thoror told whenever something like this happened. Gnomish mead did in fact do funny things to your head, but he never actually served it to anyone. The effects could be much more...permanent to surface-dwellers, and at the very least hospitalizing as Thoror once found out. Goddamn Gnomes and their poison-water. Didn't even taste nice.
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