Freaking Sweet

[Hagan]

Could have been worse *Drinks ale* could have been an elf.

[Drunkenfairy]

*scans the room for someone drunk and at least minimally prosperous looking*

[Syldra]

*snatches the fallen roll and skitters off to a corner to nibble on it*
*hopes the orc didn't notice*

[Tanaiika]

*staring around discontent at the lack of excitement in the common tavern he lets out a sigh of frustration and walks his way to the bar*

"barkeep another one, my hole of boredom knows no bottom"

[Hagan]

Can't wait till the caravan from the south gets here. My cousin Gromnir is on it, and hopefully, bringing that brat of his.

[Talen]

As things settle down, a man with shoulder length brown hair looks up from his table by the hearth and smiles. "Good company deserves good cheer," he murmurs, reaching into his leather jerkin for a coin purse. Shaking out a few silver pieces he motions to the barmaid - "A round for everyone to warm the heart and take the chill from our bones on this rainy night!"

*OOC*
I'm up for either or - I've been looking for a reason to buy the 4th ED books
*End OOC*

[Drunkenfairy]

The halfling ponders remaining semi-hidden, but decides that free ale is too good to pass up with her pickpocketing luck thus far.

With a slight running start, she bounds up on a barstool with a whoop, "Count me in! One ale please!"

[Talen]

"An ale for the hafling lass, and for her enthusiasm a second if she chooses, barmaid!" We a smile he nods at the hafling woman and leans back in his chair staring into the fire. "Can someone give us a tale to make our smiles last into the night?"

[Syldra]

*shuffles out of the corner and trips on overlarge cloak*
"ows. something warm would be nice"

[Drunkenfairy]

With a cheerful grin, the halfling raises her glass in salute to the brown-haired gentleman, then proceeds to down the cup of yummy ale. After finishing half the glass, she sets it down on the bar, then turns to the dwarf,

"A carvan you say? What kind of goods is it transporting from the south?"