The Green Dragon Inn - Part 5 - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Arestevana · 07-25-2003, 03:37 PM

The stranger woke after a breif rest and moved downstairs to get a drink. As he approached the bar, he saw several figures whom he had not noticed on his arrival. He slid his coins across the counter and grabbed his mug. The first was a mysterious young lady sitting at a corner table. She was scanning the room, even as he did. The next-- his eyes slid to the opposite corner, where a man sat smoking a pipe.

The stranger nearly dropped his mug in shock. Setting it firmly on the counter top, he rose and took several steps toward the corner. The man was tall and dark-haired, observing the goings-on with careful nonchalance. Taking another step closer, the stranger forced himself to relax. It was not who he had at first thought it to be. That did not however, make his situation any less dangerous. He frowned, unconsciously reaching for his sword. The sheath he had bound to his leg to keep in from swinging or becoming very noticeable; the hilt was covered by his cloak. Still, the knowledge that it was there was reassurance enough. He turned around and walked over instead to the woman sitting alone on the other side of the room. He motioned to a chair across from her and spoke.
"Good evening, miss. Do you mind if I sit down?"

[ July 27, 2003: Message edited by: Arestevana ]

07-25-2003, 03:37 PM	#11
Arestevana Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: May 2003 Location: West over water Posts: 486	The stranger woke after a breif rest and moved downstairs to get a drink. As he approached the bar, he saw several figures whom he had not noticed on his arrival. He slid his coins across the counter and grabbed his mug. The first was a mysterious young lady sitting at a corner table. She was scanning the room, even as he did. The next-- his eyes slid to the opposite corner, where a man sat smoking a pipe. The stranger nearly dropped his mug in shock. Setting it firmly on the counter top, he rose and took several steps toward the corner. The man was tall and dark-haired, observing the goings-on with careful nonchalance. Taking another step closer, the stranger forced himself to relax. It was not who he had at first thought it to be. That did not however, make his situation any less dangerous. He frowned, unconsciously reaching for his sword. The sheath he had bound to his leg to keep in from swinging or becoming very noticeable; the hilt was covered by his cloak. Still, the knowledge that it was there was reassurance enough. He turned around and walked over instead to the woman sitting alone on the other side of the room. He motioned to a chair across from her and spoke. "Good evening, miss. Do you mind if I sit down?" [ July 27, 2003: Message edited by: Arestevana ]