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Inferi

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While most of the patrons in the tavern that were staying the night had chosen to retreat to their rooms, Rila hadn’t really given herself the option to get that far. Apparently she’d gotten a bit too comfortable in the chair, and by the time most of the people had left she was snoring softly, head dangling forwards over her chest. Her arms had fallen off her lap, or at least the right one had, and was hanging barely inches from the fire that she had neglected to move away from.

Although it had been her plan to order something, she had never gotten around to it, and with the close proximity to the flames she was beginning to dry off. She’d been shivering slightly for a bit after she fell asleep, but as she dried off that began to cease. It was pretty clear by the way she’d just fallen asleep that she wasn’t overly concerned right now; either that, or she was more oblivious than she should be. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

23-Nov-2019 00:23:03

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Sir Gareth Arenar

In the next half hour, Sir Gareth had taken the time to order a meal - something that was cheap, simple, and quick to prepare. While it was being made, he had approached the innkeep to rent out a small, cramped room, before returning to his table.

From there he had eaten his food and listened to the idle conversation, to see what he could learn. Most of was of little use to him - he didn't care about the everyday life of a woodcutter, or the health of a newborn calf, but if he got lucky there might be something genuinely useful amidst all the tidbits and trivia.

In the meantime, he conversed with Feli when he could, paying the occasional compliment and asking a question from time to time. He left his intentions ambiguous; if he came on too strong he might make her uncomfortable, or attract unwanted attention from her father, while if he appeared too reserved she might take that as a lack of interest, which could destroy her own interest in him. It was a tedious process, but one he had become well-accustomed to at Mornstar's court.

When she began to ask questions of her own, he mostly stuck to the truth. "I'm Sir Gareth Arenar," he had introduced himself. "I know I don't look it, but I'm a knight of Mornstar."

Mornstar might have once been a beacon of hope, but in the decade since its fall it had fallen out of popular mention, and no witnesses had survived to recount his crime during that event, so there was no risk. He continued speaking. "My homeland fell to the darkness," he said vaguely, with a tone of just a little bit of regret and longing, before he gave a sad smile. "Now, I suppose I wander, doing my part to prevent the same thing from happening else-" Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

23-Nov-2019 01:09:21

NotFishing

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He tensed suddenly, as his trained ears picked up a strange sound amidst the crash of the rain and the thunder. It could have been his imagination, but it might have been a scream. Of course, what kind of scream? An animal? A person in danger? Or just a drunkard who slipped in the mud? Impossible to say. But still, no sense taking risks - he remembered how easily his own homeland had been overrun.

"One moment," he said, offering an apologetic smile as he rose to his feet. "I think something's happening outside." And with those words he approached the nearby window and, without asking permission, moved to open it. The innkeeper might give him hell for letting the wind and rain in, and the others might see him as paranoid or eccentric if his concerns were unfounded, but so be it. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

23-Nov-2019 01:09:29

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Annie1227

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Ten minutes later,Annie finally got stew and she said to the other barmaid,"Thank you." She ate it gratefully because,she was so hungry. She listened to the conversations around her as she ate and drank. She watch everyone in the bar just in case she needs to fight or needs to runaway. -Dances-

23-Nov-2019 21:20:44

Azi Demonica

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Eve nodded at Jericho as he sat across from her. She wouldn’t put her nose into whatever built with him and the barmaid, though. She noticed the barman’s observation of the barmaid, his daughter, perhaps.

Eve softly chuckled at the other wild girl, who had fallen asleep on her chair. She does look like she needed rest... The other girl looks tense.

Jericho Ryker asked some questions, apparently not too interested in the barmaid. Eve was a bit flattered to have gotten the attention of two different men in one night, she did not expect that. She did not have much to say, though. She came from the wilderness, born in the wilds, raised by hunter-gatherers, that’s all, really. She was a semi-blunt yet humble soul. Jericho told his part of the story: failed attempt to find the Storm Wardens, how he looked up to his brother, his parents’ demises, his brother’s unusual and sudden change for the worst...

Things remained serene for some time. The bargoers left and the merchants went to bed. Eve, her new friend, and a handful of others remained.

Outside, something tinged with the ambience. Eve looked at the entrance. A lifetime spent in the wilderness meant she noticed subtle changes, or maybe it was just nothing? She was not the only one. The taller warrior went to open the window, and then...

24-Nov-2019 07:04:50

George Rozas

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As expected, Gareth would not have picked up much that a traveler would find useful from Feli's chatter - standard village affairs for the most part, though the girl didn't seem to bring up any kind of gossip, perhaps suspecting that the older noble would find it distasteful - or just boring. Her eyes went wide when he revealed himself as a knight - albeit the brightness dulled a tad when recognition of Mornstar flashed through her expression. Still, for her to even know of the former kingdom was surprising in this part of the land, most likely having heard talk of it from travelers who had passed through over time.

Then, quite abruptly, Gareth had stopped speaking and asked for a moment. The barmaid's face twisted into slight confusion as the knight rose and headed for the window, half-rising out of her seat with a hint of unsureness slipping into her tone, " Sir Arenar...? "

The movement caught theye of the barkeep who frowned, seeing where Gareth was going. Across the room the young man in the blue cloak similarly raised his head, looking curious.

Still, Gareth would easily reach the shutters and pull them open - immediately getting a faceful of heavy rain and a crash of thunder for his troubles. It was still coming down hard outside, the exterior in a state of near pitch black darkness with the faint glow of the door's lantern somewhere a few metres off to his right. The light from one of the interior lanterns provided only a few feet of illumination before cutting into darkness again, the moon nowhere in sight.

For a couple of short seconds nothing seemed off, the slight ringing of the thunderclap fading out and giving way to more rainfall and-

A silhouette burst out of the darkness!

One second there was nothing, the next Gareth would find the terrified face of a middle-aged village man staring up at him as he crashed into the side of the inn, the elevated position of the window making only his head appear over the edge of it. The villager threw his I am Inferi.

26-Nov-2019 01:41:46

George Rozas

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arms at the window ledge and desperately tried to haul himself up and inside, opening his mouth to say something-

The villager was suddenly yanked hard to one side of the window, his words becoming a scream as his hands clung desperately to the wooden edges. His eyes, wild and filled with pain, stared at the knight desperately before his face went out of sight - his hands holding on for only the barest moment before his grip failed as his nails snapped when they were dragged against the wood violently. Even if Gareth had immediately gon to grab the man to aid him in getting inside, the knight would find his grip broken as ridiculous strength tore the villager out of sight of the window - his scream becoming muffled by the rainfall.

Only then, with the scream of the villager sharply fading out did the rest of the noises become apparent - flowing through the opened window of the inn. Other screams, other shouts... rapidly cut off by spine-chilling snarls and horrendeous roars. If he kept the shutters open Gareth would soon spot three red, gleaming eyes watching him from across the way - eyes that were filled with a terrible hunger.

A cry of alarm rung from Feli as she witnessed the man being torn away followed by the sounds from the village, covering her mouth in shock. The barkeep's face had gone bone white as he stared at the window. If Gareth didn't close the shutters the barkeep would whisper-shout for him to, " close the fuckin' shutters! "

The man in the blue cloak stood with a start at the commotion, nearly knocking over his chair as he made for the door - his expression surprised, but not at all seeming like that of a man about to try and flee at the first sign of trouble. If anything, he looked as though his first instinct was to rush out the door and try saving the villager. However the man stopped halfway, the snarls and roars coming through clearer, and the screams cutting off too quickly. Indecision seemed to take him. I am Inferi.

26-Nov-2019 01:41:56

NotFishing

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Gareth Arenar

Well... that happened.

Without hesitation, Gareth slammed the shutter closed and latched it. "Wake everyone up," he ordered the barmaid, the tone of the gallant knight gone and replaced by that of the hardened soldier. "If they have a weapon, send them to me. If not, take them to the storeroom." He pulled up his coif, snatched his helmet from the table, donned it once again, then turned to address the rest of the tavern.

"Innkeep," he said to the man behind the counter. "Barricade your backdoor and grab a weapon. Blue-cloak, do the same for the front door. Everyone else, cover a window. Don't let anything in or out." Any civilians caught outside would be more likely to flee to the village church, anyway.

He drew his sword, flourished it in a rather heroic manner, and turned toward the window he had just shut. "If we want to survive, we will hold this position." Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

26-Nov-2019 04:06:32 - Last edited on 26-Nov-2019 23:24:05 by NotFishing

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Jericho's conversation was cut short by a frankly horrific scene. Clarity prevailed and the soldier stood from his seat, shaking off the buzz of alcohol and drawing his sword. The large man had taken charge of the defense, barking orders at the ragtag team of drunkards in his presence.

His eyes settled on the young barmaid, just a touch too overwhelmed to fully process what the man was saying. Without missing a beat, Jericho raced towards the stairs with thunderous footfalls that were sure to alert any seeking the tavern's hospitality. "Wake up you bastards! We're under attack, and I swear if any of you die with a clean sword I'll find a witch to pick you up so I can kill you again myself !"

He began pounding on doors, attempting to throw them open and demand compliance from the guests. "Get your asses down the stairs! If you can fight, help the defense! If you can't, then get into the cellar and get out of our way!"

The reactions were mixed but ultimately patrons began to make their way down the stairs per instructions. As the young barmaid emerged from the stairs, Jericho pushed his way past her trusting that she was finally aware of the situation.

With his heart pounding and adrenaline flowing through his body as freely as the curses from his lips, he took a moment to assess the situation ready to respond as needed. Cower, worship, or beg. All are valid choices.

26-Nov-2019 05:04:41

Inferi

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The thundercrack upon the opening of the window didn’t wake the young woman still snoring in the chair. One might assume her obliviousness, but in truth such noises were so common that she had just grown accustomed to them. Besides, the lovely slice of homemade pie that she was about to dig into in her dream was far more important than any thunderstorm-induced noises from the outside world.

Fingers on her dangling hand curling, as if to hold the fork that only she could see, she shifted slightly, a very faint smile appearing on her lips. The food was one of the few things she missed from home; it was good, better than what most other villages served, and was also free. She missed her family too, of course, but that was just something that didn’t even need to be said.

Unfortunately, screams and roars weren’t things that were commonplace, and the sound of those jerked her out of her dreamworld with a rather rude tug. With a wild windmilling of arms, she came to life, rising out of the seat with a few unintelligible words of confusion dropping from her lips. These quickly changed to completely understandable curses as her foot went directly into the fire and she had to jump away, hurriedly patting out her leg to make sure no flames were deciding to persist.

Only once all of that was done could she begin to take stock of what was going on, and by this point all she got was that something bad was happening. People were running around, demanding everyone get ready to fight or hide, and that didn’t answer anything at all. There was nothing that looked like it was the source of the screaming that had woken her up, either.

“

What in the name of the Storm Warden is even happening?!

” she demanded, grabbing her weaponry off the floor and hurriedly starting to load up a bolt. Even without knowing what was happening, being somewhat ready seemed like the right thing to do. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

26-Nov-2019 20:25:37 - Last edited on 26-Nov-2019 21:53:46 by Inferi

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