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Gwynedd Village Tavern - Page 16

A well intentioned visior says...

*Orders another drink*

*when the keep is closer he asks* Tell me then great adventurer who around he be willing or able to teach more in the art of combat?

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

* Brings over more ale *

Why, I can teach thee...

* Pauses a bit and then breathes a sigh as though many burdens of the world rests on his shoulders *

But alas, I have to care for this Tavern and do not have the time.

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A well intentioned visior says...

A kindly guest but do you know one who would? *Looks about, and speak quieter.* Or do ye think I should just stick about and rid ye of any pesky patrons one at a time? To keep peace ya knows.

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Gwynedd Tavern Owner says,

Set yerself at ease ye will learn in time lad.

* Raises voices as though with authority *

All ye need is experience, the more ye battle the more ye know.

* Points to self *

Take mehself fer instance. I be battling dragons for years before I became nimble with a sword.

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A well intentioned visior says...

*Contemplates needs more battles. Looks to neighboring people and notes one leaning back in their chair too far.*

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A well intentioned visior says...

Steps in with caution and looking around finds the place not a pleasant respite, but his thirst is overwhelming, so he is willing to hold his breath against the toxic fumes of dwarf beard soaked in ale.

Edited: DarkScribe on 14th Apr, 2008 - 1:48am

Gwynedd Village Tavern - Page 16

A well intentioned visior says...

Looks over the new comer and orders another ale. "This time keep could you set a shot as well."

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A well intentioned visior says...

Quietly to the keep, "Keep an eye on this ale and ensure non tampers with it."

Downing the shot he stands and heads to relieve himself. As he passes this new comer he covers one nostril and clears the other noisily blowing the contents onto the floor behind said stranger. Upon his return he kick the leg of the chair in passing and sits to attend to his ale. Looking to the Keep he inquires as to the drinks drinkability."