...tend to be good places for hunting down folks. "You'll never know if you keep drinking that stuff. Maybe you should share mine instead." Honest, she isn't out to cut /all/ Vyune's tips tonight. Threndon comes out of the back room after a short after dinner nap (ie; dinner took it's toll on him). Rubbing his eyes a bit, he notices the banter in front of the bar and around the room. He grumbles...
Logfile from Taini. Tai goes to get a quiet drink, and makes a decision. (This one after one that we're doing by email, so it might have a different outcome.) Threndon stands at his post behind the bar, chin in hand as he leans over, unable to hold himself up all day long like this much anymore. He's content to let the barmaids and his heir apparent Vallen, handle the work. Some tables are...
Logfile from Rugen. Rugen narrowly avoids being recognized. Threndon sits at the "Booze Booth" as dubbed by he, the connoseuir of all things alcoholic. He is contentedly hauling down some dark beverage and carousing with the bartender from the Pit supplying an endless supply. Thren once had a set of nice gather gear, but now it's just the same old clothes and a fancy cravat for the occasion...
...the tavern is more rough than elegant, though the space is flawlessly constructed down to the simple pair of curling orange lines that decorate the edges of every wooden stool, chair, and shelf. Threndon's jaw works for a moment, the old man absolutely lost for words. His mouth then moves to opening and closing as if he's going to say something, but can't quite seem to get it out. "Why I!...
...the ball last month. She ran off that night with the baby. Haven't seen her since." He pauses for a moment. "You, ah...wouldn't happen to have anything to do with that wouldya son?" – Threndon 5/29/2008 Logfile from Tejano. The Broken Staircase It's a long and narrow space, with huge beams of rough wood that slice across the vaulted ceiling and a generous layer of...
Logfile from Taini. Tai visits the Staircase, and has a chat with the bartender. The Staircase is doing a brisk business this afternoon, what with the weather and it's myriad drops of rain. Threndon is busy running back and forth across the bar, delivering a mug of klah here, a cup of tea there, and even the occasional hot mulled wine. There are still a few seats at the bar, and plenty of tables...
"Should do what we did with their ilk back when I was with the Enlanders. String 'em up and make a nice pinata' for the kids to play with." - Threndon 5/20/2008 09:00 PM The Broken Staircase It's a long and narrow space, with huge beams of rough wood that slice across the vaulted ceiling and a generous layer of sawdust to soften the hard floor. The bar is little...
Who: Rhikiad, Threndon, Tiago, Tiarla, Zaeri What: Drink and be merry-- and get dressed-down by the boss a little. It's Zaeri in her element! Where: Ista Hold, The Broken Staircase The Broken Staircase (#14103J) It's a long and narrow space, with huge beams of rough wood that slice across the vaulted ceiling and a generous layer of sawdust to soften the hard floor. The bar is little more than...
Aodien's bender (one of them) with Vyune, Avarra, Threndon tolerating. Thad rears up to his hind legs, his clean paws clutched in front of him, his head cocking back to the left as he gives an inquisitive warble. His wings streched for balance Vyune props her wrist on her hip, the damp rag clutched in her hand dangling like the plumes of a cock over her rump. Canting her head at the firelizard...
People: Vezdia, Threndon, with a little Althia and Gepard Place: The Broken Staircase Plot: Vezdia follows up a rumour she's heard about a classic vintage. More than a few patrons have graced the Broken Staircase this afternoon. With the soft, bone-penetrating rain falling outside, steaming mugs of klah have replaced the booze in most cases. Though some are persistent in their choice of...
