Zaknafein
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 22, 2007 23:55:09 GMT -4
Welcome to Black- Water Inn! My name is Zaknafein or Zak for short. I am the middle-aged bartender that just opened up shop here in Astral World. I stock all types of liquors and other alcoholic beverages. Please feel free to stroll right in and rest up during your adventures. I have a second floor for bedrooms for the injured and the weary. ;D I give quarter to everyone. Although this may cause internal problems and occasional quarrels I am also looking for a bouncer and door man. A cute waitress would be lovely as well! ::Begins to was cups and counter awaiting nighttime and his first customer::
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Post by king arthur on Dec 23, 2007 11:43:55 GMT -4
A traveler who is ridding on a horse, his name is "Mattias." Mattias has been on the horse for 5 days straight without any food, just occasionally stopping for the horse to rest.
As the night time falls, Mat (short version of Mattias) saw the sign of Black-Water Inn. The reason he is in a hurry is because some things he was framed and he had to escape from the castle he used to live and ... as 'far' as possible, and to avoid the royal guards who were chasing after him.
Dead tired and thirst, made him stopped, and stepped into this Inn. The minute he walked into this Inn, he saw Zak (the owner of the Inn).
"Got any good Scotch?" Mat is asking.
(Note: These two threads Zaknafein created, are not "Relays," you created your character and name, and you play your part ONLY. Which you cannot play Zak nor the Mat part. ;D )
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Zaknafein
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 23, 2007 21:55:02 GMT -4
Alarmed at the brash entrance of his first customer Zak rushes to aid the apparently wounded man. He helps him to his seat by the bar and sends a boy to mind his horse. Unloading his belongings Zak slides a shot of vodka across the bar.
"I think you will need something stronger..."
He sends a servant girl to fix a bed upstairs.
"Don't worry about the cost for I see you have a nice sack of gold form your adventures...We will settle it later..." ;D
What is your name and your story looks you will be staying here for a while till you heal up...And don't worry for whoever is chasing you, for all I know you do not exist."
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Post by king arthur on Dec 26, 2007 17:05:06 GMT -4
Mat suddenly realized that his shack of gold is showing through the fabric. Mat immediately pulled out his dagger and pointing at Zak and said, "Don't even think about it."
But soon after this, Mat passed out due to fatigue. And the dagger dropped on the floor.
Zak picked up the dagger, and knew there is royal emblem on the dagger.
"Could this man a royal figure?" Zak is studying this dagger....
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Zaknafein
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 26, 2007 19:36:57 GMT -4
Pocketing the dagger, Zaknafein calls two girls over and orders them to strip the new guest of his clothes and burn them. The guest of "royal" honor was given a bath and placed as he were in a clean bed, unconscious. It was a simple clad room were all his worldly positions placed on the corner table and a glass and a pitcher of water placed on his bed - side table. :: Order the armor-smith for the next morning our, guest has a need for newer and better armor. :: ____________________________________________________ Next morning the guest awoke and came downstairs slowly, heavily supported by staircase railing. As he sat down by the bar where Zak was cleaning up (once more for no apparent reason since there is no dirt ). Breakfast was placed in front of him. :: So dear Royalist, care to tell me your story? :: Zak said this as he withdrew the dagger and stabbed it into the wooden bar in front of the stranger as he was wolfing down his breakfast.
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Post by krashlanmar on Dec 26, 2007 19:40:29 GMT -4
Krash stepped through the door shortly afterward, noting the man sitting limply at the bar, the dagger next to him, and - well it wasn't all that important for him to notice too much. He walked forth, toward the bar and waited for the bartender to come up to him.
He tapped one of his booted feet impatiently. Krash had no weapons visible on his person, though he carried a long staff. His robes seemed incapable of standing still.
He was a mage, from the looks of it, and this was the only establishment this traveler had seen in a while.
"Bartender?"
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Zaknafein
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 26, 2007 20:27:36 GMT -4
Looking up from his deep scrutiny of the silent breakfast eater in front of him he turns and gives a quick look over to the new customer at the bar.
:: Pardon my indiscretion sir what will it be? Some of the lands finest ale can only be found at the Black-Water Inn. ::
Upon catering to the newcomer's tastes Zak returns to his cleaning while making idle conversation.
:: So what brings you to these out of the way parts in the Black Hills? Apart from you two I haven't seen a traveler pass by here in almost a decade. But with the new trade route opening through these dangerous parts I guess merchants and mercenaries are going to be abundant! ::
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Post by krashlanmar on Dec 26, 2007 20:40:16 GMT -4
Krash began to chuckle at this new bit of breakfast conversation.
"You know by placing yourself here, you have resigned yourself to that fate. There aren't many who would travel through here." Krash looked around the inn.
"It is nicely constructed, though... Well, anyway, trade route, you say?" Krash chuckled, "I'm disinclined to allow you to know too much of my business, but suffice it to say I'm a scout clearing the road for the merchants and their ilk."
He sipped his drink.
"Hey, how much for the drink and the night, good..." Krash blinked a few times at the bartender before plodding further. "What may I call you?"
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 26, 2007 20:52:04 GMT -4
Giving out a hearty laugh Zak replies cordially
:: You may call me Zaknafein or Zak to drop the formalities! I am the owner of this shelter over your head and I hope it suits you well enough during your stay. The first drink is complimentary and room and board is only but two hundred shillings a night. Drinks and all other luxuries are at a reasonable price which is altered if amply I am fed with stories of grand adventures. I am a bit of an adventurer myself! See that sword up there (He points to the mantle above the fireplace) It served me well during my expedition to this place back when all of you were but children and this was a dense forest filled with monsters that you can only find in your gravest nightmares! ::
Slipping another ale down the bar towards the newcomer Zak asks with a twinkle in his eye while readjusting a ring on his finger that seemd out of place with the rest of him,
:: What is your name scout, although your attire doesn't fit with your job description, and how can I help you? ::
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Post by krashlanmar on Dec 26, 2007 21:16:22 GMT -4
Giving out a hearty laugh Zak replies cordially :: You may call me Zaknafein or Zak to drop the formalities! I am the owner of this shelter over your head and I hope it suits you well enough during your stay. The first drink is complimentary and room and board is only but two hundred shillings a night. Drinks and all other luxuries are at a reasonable price which is altered if amply I am fed with stories of grand adventures. I am a bit of an adventurer myself! See that sword up there (He points to the mantle above the fireplace) It served me well during my expedition to this place back when all of you were but children and this was a dense forest filled with monsters that you can only find in your gravest nightmares! :: Slipping another ale down the bar towards the newcomer Zak asks with a twinkle in his eye while readjusting a ring on his finger that seemd out of place with the rest of him, :: What is your name scout, although your attire doesn't fit with your job description, and how can I help you? :: Krash laughed heartily. "Aye, when I was a boy..." Krash chuckled a little here, "when I was a boy - this was around two hundred years ago - I was drafted into this business, so to speak... "But enough about that. My garments, you mentioned. I am of the arts, if you can't tell, and I'll pay for the night, though it is only morning yet. "I am Krash Blackwind, Sorcerer. I am a scout, as I said, for the Traveler's Trading Symposium. It's a strange name, and the meaning is off, but I'm not the one who named it..." Krash sipped his drink, his formal introduction over, "I'll tell ye a story after I drink."
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Zaknafein
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 26, 2007 22:10:15 GMT -4
Traveler's Trading Symposium.....Two Hundred Years Old!.....Blackwind....Arts....
All this jargon slipped into the ears of Zaknafein posing a simple tavern owner was not very simple. Looks like after 200 years since his own adventures he still has notbeen released form the shackles of his past.
Let's see what this man has to say...he thought. All the while noticing the little stranger still eating breakfast at a much more slower pace perk up his ears yet bend lower to his food as if to hide himself.
Could they be connected...What strange times we live in...Zak thought as he slipped Krash yet another drink from what seemed to be an endless supply.
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Post by king arthur on Dec 27, 2007 19:53:10 GMT -4
Mat saw his dagger stabbed it into the wooden bar in front of him, he got worried, and touched his pocket, and the booklet is gone too. Was it stolen from Zak? Zak pointing at Mat's belongings, "They are all there." While Zak is making conversation with Krash, Mat immediately searched his bags, "Thank God, it is still there." Little interest in making breakfast conversation with Zak about his question, "So dear Royalist, care to tell me your story?" "Nothing sort of importances, who wants to know?" Mat said. Mat does not feel he can trust any stranger.
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 28, 2007 13:59:31 GMT -4
Facing back to the first comer Zak unhinges the dagger and lies it down peacfully in front of the stranger.
:: It's alright that you do not wish to share your past. I am not one for asking EXTREMELY probing questions. All will be made clear with time. Till that time I am willing to listen to your story. It is just akward that you should come stumbling in bleeding from a deep gorge in your belly and yet here you are alive but barely. I hope the bed and breakfast and drink have suited you. ::
Upon mention of the wound the stranger grabs at his side to see that his fatal wound has been stiched up and almost dissapated into the color of his original skin. Upon lifting up his shirt we see a strange tatoo of a dragon eating its own tail enclosing a flaming skull.
There is more to this stranger than he lays claim to. Both of them, thought Zak, act very strangely. What have I gotten myself into by setting up shop here? Should be fun though!
Gathering his belongings Zaknafein excuses himself claiming a need to prepare breakfast.
:: Make yourselves aquainted and comfortable with your surroundings. If need there be for anything please ring the bell. :: Tossing Krash a key :: You are situated in room 202 and you stranger are in room 201. Everything has been prepared for your stay I will be back later. Lunch will be called for by two gongs. ::
Zaknafein leaves whistling the tune of days long lost
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Post by king arthur on Dec 28, 2007 20:48:32 GMT -4
While Zak left Krash and Mat in the breakfast room, they did not exchange conversation, the room went into instantly silence. Mat have no desire to talk obviously. Out of no where, Mat heard a noise from out door, it seems 6 men just got off the horses in a rush, and heading this ::Dark-Water Inn:: Two of them used their feet and kicked open the front door of the INN, and they are in the lobby now. All of them are wearing masks to cover their faces. The leader of the group, pulls out a sword and commends, "Give me all your gold, valuable items, NOW!" Mat was thinking, "Not again!" He's just gone through one chaos, and here comes another one.
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Post by Zaknafein on Dec 28, 2007 21:47:13 GMT -4
Hearing unusual commotion from the front Zak leaves his caretaker duties and using a secret
passage, one of many in his inn. Comfortable in his nice hiding place on the second floor
sword that was previously on his banister now within easy reach, Zak sits to watch how
capable these two strangers are with only a dagger and what seems to be only a staff. If
anything he will step in, but these swashbucklers seem to be nothing more than flair. With
peace in mind that his servants are all safe and nothing destroyed is irrepplacable unless
Krash takes the entire inn (Oh No!) Maybe there is just enough left in him for another
adventure.
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