Amazing orb of flame - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
31/3/476
Log
The inn is seemingly lacking a pulse at first glance. On second glance the situation doesn't get much better, there are a few shadows sitting in one corner, ini another are a group of shady looking fellows talking gruffly amongst themselves. The bartendere is entertaining who appears the most lively of the guests, a heavy clan badger folk ruffling through papers, mumbling about math to the bewildered bartender. He nods in agreement with him but looks perplexed as the folk points to page after page and holds his hands up like he was grasping an orb.
Ictus catiously walks in and looks around, he spots the shady looking types and squints at them curiously as he steps to the side of the door. Trying to look as inconspicious as possible, probably not being too successful what with being a white fox and all
Leonidas slinks into the inn and taking up a seat in a corner of the room. The olm rests his gaze over the room and resting his gaze on the conversing group in the corner intently, he doesn't offer a greeting beyond acknowledgement to those present.
Angus slips in behind his cousin and glances around the crowded Inn. This was definitely an interesting turn of events as he notices how...seedy the bar seems tonight. Unlike Ictus he did not try and hide in the corner, considering he would stick out like a sore thumb, so he decided to grab his usual table in the middle of the Inn.
The group conversing in the corner eyes the new entrys but continues talking, one of them leaning in to talk even lower than they were. The bartender looks happy to see them, starting to prepare glasses for drinks to be poured into, and the rambling badger continues to make unintelligable gestures and spouts off "and then ou would just give it a spark, a spark is all it needs! Think of it, on demand! This one here details how to correctly spread a thin coat of water magic through the engravings... and this one! This one... it's so special... so special... think of the implications, on demand!"
Ictus contemplates the thugs and looks to Angus as he makes somewhat of a scene. He shrugs and makes his way over to the table as he listens to the conversations before whispering to his cousin, then nods to the other table with the thugs while they aren't looking
Leonidas remains in his chair, gills fluffing out slightly as Angus arrives. A grin crosses his face, momentarily distracted from the conversation before his gaze rests conveniently back over the group, veiling interest with convenience.
Angus flicks an ear at Ictus as he whispers, and gives a slight nod in Answer, before he leans in to whisper back. The grin does not go unnoticed, as the fox had been watching Leonidas out of the corner of his eye since he spotted him. "I wonder what they have to drink." He mutters, trying to act bored as he sat there.
Two of the shush whispering folks look to eachother and get up, one of them letting out a sound of disgust. They head over to the bar and take a seat by the rambling badger who is now scrawling out a picture to show the bartender, who just says "Uh huh. So they look like that huh?" as he tries not to offend them. They nods as he works, saying "Dozens, brilliant yellow and orange, so deadly. Magic can tame them but they can all be destroyed just like that, they're not quite right." The remaining ruffian looking type sighs and lays his head on the table, before squinting and eyeing the foxes. He does so for a while and then waves his hand as if to whim them away before he leans back in his chair and looks up at the ceiling.
Ictus nods to Angus as he looks around curiously, eyeing the badger at the bar curiously before getting up to
Ictus nods to Angus as he looks around curiously, eyeing the badger at the bar curiously before getting up to move to the bar and look over the drink menu
Leonidas glances over to the wanted criminal taking a seat near Angus, opting to move as well. The olm places himself as far from the others at the table while remaining seated. "Hello, Sir Angus. We are surprised you have come here." He smiles, before looking back to the 'ruffian' coolly. "We may have an offer for you, should you have information." He smiles.
Angus remains where he is seated, even props his feet up on an empty chair as he faces the bar. The ruffian who squints at him receives a light grin, even gets a wave from the Fox in return before starts looking up at the ceiling. Leonidas's words make his ears twitch, and his grin widens. "This isn't the first time I have been here actually." His eyes never meeting the martens as he grins sharply. "And I would love to hear what you were offering, but first. What is the price?"
The bartender smiles and says "What will you have?" to Ictus, seemingly eager for an escape from the still rambling badger. "I can show you all! Just you watch, let me get one." he says fumbling through his pockets. This draws the two low-lives attention, one of whom says "YOu've been rambling for quite a while buddy, what are you going on about?" The bartender almost groans as this as asked, the badger looking up and smiling. "Oh a wonderful set of notes, all of them mathmatical, and the wonderful uses they have. Why this one here is about a fierce technique of fire math, just imagine it. If I could find it I would show you..." The ruffian looking at the ceiling says very plainly "I don't trust help from a solacious. So 'we' could butt out that'd be great."
Ictus shrugs to the bartender and looks to the badger, "I'll have an ale." as the low-lifes talk to the badger he listens closely, wondering if the badger could be the employer
Leonidas keeps his gaze on the lone ruffian for a moment longer before turning to Angus. "We will continue this discussion soon, Sir Angus." he notes, standing again and moving over to the ruffian to adress him in a low tone.
Angus shrugs as Leonidas departs. "Well, you know where to find me if you ever need to." He mutters, his tails flicking lightly behind him as he eyes The exchange between him and the Ruffian. Turning back to the bar he chuckles. "Grab me an Ale as well please cousin."
The ruffian looks up and whispers somethinig very bluntly to Leonidas, looking around the room. The bartender produces a quick Ale with a smile, passing it to Ictus with a nod. "Sure thing pal. What are you doing here?" The rambling badger continues speaking to the lowlife, saying "I put out for adventurers, I can't test it myself... I need subjects! The brilliant orange becons... on demand I add, on demand!" The two at the bar glance at him warily as he fishes a sphere out of his pocket.
Ictus looks at Angus and chuckles at that, "Make that two." to the bartender, then he blinks at the badger with a sigh, "Believe it or not, him." he points a thumb towards the badger
Leonidas keeps his gaze on the ruffian, replying to the whispered response in a similar manner to the previous one. A smile slowly creeps across his face as he adresses the man.
"That and I wanted another mug of your Ale." Angus says, getting up to walk towards the bar and leans on it. "But ya, we are here for him. Freeswords and what no." He mutters, taking a peak over his shoulder at the whispered conversation that Leonidas is having.
