@PurplePartyTiger language
(Do we just react to this, then?)
(Do we just react to this, then?)
(Yep!)
(MOTHER FUCKING TEMPLET!!!! sorry the storm in my area took out my internet so, I just lost my fucking character….)
Erusa peered through the crowd, wondering what was going on.
(dUDE SHIT I’M SORRY I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT YOU!)
(Hey! I put my character in Google docs, so that I could find it later. Do you have docs?)
(it's ok… i was a fucking idiot and didn't save it anywhere… my character can be introduced later on if you want)
Sage was a bit disheartened that someone was drinking their supply. However they were were grinning and cheering with everyone else.
(Hey! I put my character in Google docs, so that I could find it later. Do you have docs?)
(I do.)
The male was talking excitedly, whooshing his hands through the air as his gold eyes glimmered. He told stories of battles, a very handsome warrior, hidden treasure. The tavern was packed that night, so he had a fairly large audience to listen to his daring tales. He flicks some of his dark hair from his eyes, laughing and talking as he chugged a little bit of beer.
Surveying the commoners around her, Erusa considered trying her hand at pickpocketing. The brute was distracting enough people, perhaps she would get off easy.
(He's not a brute ;-;)
(She sees him as a brute X)
(My poor bb!! XD)
( XD )
Slipping her hand carefully into a few pockets, her coin pouch was soon quite heavy.
He withdraws his daggers. "Alright men, I've got a little something to show you." He chuckles, "See these? Hand made and have lasted me 14 years. The edges are made of diamond so their always sharp." He chuckles. "They can slice through most metals. A useful tool when you gotta chop their heads off, eh?" A loud approving roar.
( XD that's great X'D )
(Lol. Metal head. Iron man. Get it? Sorry team capt. all the way)
Making her way to the bar, pouch jangling, Erusa pushed past the tispy crowd and sat in a (miraculously) empty bar stool.
"Hey, I can't serve you," the bartender said, thinking she was someone's child.
"Just because I'm small, that doesn't mean I'm young," she snapped, brushing a stray lock of red hair out of her eyes. "Sicilian Sunset."
The figure next to Erusa tapped their glass onto the wooded surface. The bartender took up the glass and scooped some brandy into it.
“No go, lady, you’re too young,” The bartender addressed her once they finished serving the apparently thirsty customer.
Rolling her eyes, she plunked a good deal more money than one would need to order a drink on the counter. "Sure about that?" she said, raising an eyebrow.
Sage pulled out their guitar and started to play a little tune. The tavern seemed too quiet in their opinion.
(aaaahahaha, too quiet – oh wait, you mean the chat, don't you? XD )
Erusa blinked and a good majority of the money was gone.
“Are you trying to trick me? This is only a piece of bronze!” The bartender held up the coin.
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