Bugmann's Bar (always open)

[RevRuby]

glaring at the dwarf she says, "you might wish to stuff soemthing in your mouth and cease your laughter. just be happy this is how i look and not as i did a few months ago. i took offense more easily then. now let's sit and simply enjoy our drinks. i didn't come here to be laughed at."

erilyn turns her back on him and wonders if she should do as she wishes. thinking better of it she'd rather not be kicked out of the bar. it's warm and the ale is as good as her favorite bar back home.

[Dagorion]

Dagorion inbetwen laughs manages to get a key for a room off the barkeeper. But even after going into the room his laughter could still be heard all through the night.

[/)eathKiller]

A tail slips out of the pants being worn by the red-haired Genasai with cat ears... "I swear, you should try stuffing it in a pocket some time... some people just can't handel tails... if it isn't an immediate turn-on to them it's some object of a bizarre joke which only they can understand..." The genasai says to the elf...

[RevRuby]

"actually," erilyn says turning to the genasai, "it twitches mostly on it's own, i have very little control over it as it is my most recent change. i don't think a pocket would hold it. but thank you for the advice anyway. i've never seen your kind before, tell me about yourself."

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

Calaethis bows, "As you wish my lady, unlike certain others.." Calaethis glares at the dwarf "Some of us have been brought up with manners..." then he grinned, and seated himself "I am not one to brag about my successes, after all, fate might not be so kind next time, and decide that I may require a lesson in humilty..." still grinning Calaethis offered her some of the 'Moonshone Elder', an elven wine.. "...Still, I am not without a tale or two, how about you, fair lady?"

[Morgeruat]

They smelled him before they saw him, a rancid stench that resembled nothing so much as unwashed masses, layered with the rotting flesh of dung orcs, the most hideous smelling creatures known, and there was a slightly sweet smell of oranges as well... following the putrescence was a dwarf, about 4 feet, 2 inches tall, with massively wide shoulders, and covered from head to foot in gleaming dwarven plate, decorated with thousands of metal spikes, many of which were still bloody from arena combat, even his helmet was topped by a massive spike, as were his knee and elbow joints on his armor, his beard, stuck out comically directly in front of him, tie-dyed in all the colors of the rainbow.

Looking around he stifled a laugh at the li-elf, and walked to the bar ordering some Gutshaker, the famed brew of battleragers, known for making powerful men unable to stomach the smell of alcohol, "I'll tell yeh a tale, HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA" as he realised the double meaning looking at the two tailed beings in the bar, finally composing himself, he continued *snicker* a story about great battles, and honor won hard by the axe wielding dwarves of me clan and with that he wove a great tale *snicker chuckle* about how his father and clan had liberated their town from a Red dragon, by paying it off to battle the Tarrasque, a monstrosity created by the gods to punish arrogant mortals, and when the dragon was slain, it had injured the Tarrasque enough for the legions of dwarves to finish it off, although they could not destroy it, they were able to seal the one remaining piece of it in a castle, long abandoned by a dark necromancer, with an even greater curse, it could pass on a wasting disease, more powerful than the curse of the greater mummy, upon any who ventured into the keep, the horn was encased in a block of para-elemental ice, with a direct connection to the para-elemental plane of ice so that it might never be freed. the dwarves that carried the horn in perished from the wasting disease within minutes of sealing the horn for all time, and ensuring that nothing would ever be able to free it.

[FelixJaeger]

"So I see ye have all been taken care of while i was out back?
Hail Krak and how goes for your search for death
Ladies and gentlemen...and Feline-Elf thing, i would like to see if anyone can spin us another yarn, the last one was alrite but ah have heard it before now, cept it was with a black dragon."
*drains mug of ale*
"so Feline-Elf thing, where do ye come from? and what do ye mean by 'changes'?"
Joseph

[RevRuby]

"thank you for the wine, calaethis. but i'm not sure if i can stomach anything with that stench in here. i do have my stories. some of them before i learned honor in battle, most however are hard won battles in a place difficult to live." turning to the bar keep, she continues, "i live in a place where only the exceptional live. those who lack that die quickly. my changes...that's a story to tell. i was once a normal elf. living on athas is difficult, for myself more so. my family was slaughtered by thri-kreen when i was but a child...." instead of looking forlorn or perhaps angry as one would expect for someone who watched the death of her tribe she looked slightly at peace. she told of growing up an orphan elf among humans, the only people to show her compassion. she told of being employed by a caravan and how one small sand storm gave her more adventure than she wanted. along the way she blew up a wand of wonder and her appearance started changing there. "so after the minotaur turn mino-sect took all the hair away i was completely bald with antenae. i was ok with my appearance, it struck fear into the hearts of my enemies. when one of my traveling companion (a dwarf, no less) recieved a magic root from a genie, he used it on me. not at my request. the results were losing my antenae and growing a mane and my eyes became like that of a cat. after some more adventures we battled with a magic golem. he gave me ears like a lion. i still have my proud elven ears, but they're useless with this mane. the magic golem also played tricks with my favorite sword. destablizing the magic it became quite chaotic to simply swing. each time something different, completely out of the ordinary happened. it reminded me of that wand of wonder. my tail came about as a result. after all that, my wooden leg is really kinda hard to believe!"

she turns to calaethis, "i'll have some of that wine now, much more talking than i'm used to!"

[FelixJaeger]

"What a lovely tail...i mean tale, what clan did your dwarf friend belong to?"
ooc/how d i resize my internet explorer windows? its gone to small to read (i have a special magnify window due to my mouse so i can read it but its annoying)
Josef

[/)eathKiller]

"as for myself, I'm a vacuum genesai, we are children of the void, My mother was a kenshar, I didn't get to know her too much, seeing as giving birth to me made her implode... anyway... Long-story-short... I was raised in a plane of non-existance, but wonderlust brought me here... my flesh is enveloped in a layer of dead-air which muffles me from the outside world, but i've become used to speaking louder and listening more clearly... And don't ask me how I breath inside of this thing... because belive-you-me... I just don't..." His tail twitched a bit as he shifted in his seat talking to her... leaing over on the bar and signaling the tender to bring him another bottle of air...