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| The Staggering Griffon Tavern [Mild IC]; Pull up a seat, have a drink, and be merry while you still can | |
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| Topic Started: Jun 29 2016, 07:32 PM (268 Views) | |
| Tim | Jun 29 2016, 07:32 PM Post #1 |
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You walk in to a bustle of music, chatter, and free-flowing drink. Here, at the Drunken Griffin, The Grey Wardens spend much off-time, for any time one has to be merry in this dark age must be savored and treasured. Between patrols and battles against the Darkspawn, many a Warden can be found at the bar having a mug of ale or listening to a bard sing a song of heroics and victory. The atmosphere is friendly, warm, much unlike the battlefields and perilous environments you so often frequent on your ventures. It's nice, calming in a way, and you feel yourself being able to relax, if only for a short time. "Oi, hello there!", says the Barkeep, a stocky Dwarf with a great beard and hearty laugh, "What'll you be having tonight?" |
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| DYP | Jun 30 2016, 10:17 PM Post #2 |
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The village drunk staggers in waving his pants above his head screaming "Some pillock robbed my belt, give me a pint before you die of shame". |
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| Altmoras | Jul 1 2016, 05:43 AM Post #3 |
Big Brother
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Altmoras walks into the pub. His armor and blade noticeably devoid of Darkspawn blood. "Three Pints for the Shepard, and bring me a bottle of whiskey". |
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| Leafish | Jul 5 2016, 07:09 PM Post #4 |
Actually a snek.
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Eleanora stepped through the doorway, form mostly concealed by an over-large cloak. Tossing back the hood with a shake of her head, she affixed the bartender with a piercing stare. "Mead. The best that you have, and in copious amounts." |
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| Sygian | Jul 7 2016, 08:32 PM Post #5 |
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Sygian walks into the bar, hoping he won't get chased out by Altmoras again. "I'll have a small bottle of rum, to make my day a bit easier." |
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| Altmoras | Jul 16 2016, 07:09 AM Post #6 |
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Big Brother
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Altmoras draws his sword and chases Sygian out of the pub. |
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| Olevsky | Jul 16 2016, 07:40 PM Post #7 |
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Banned
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Olevsky peers through the tavern window upon stumbling to the door. He carefully puts his pants back on, noticing that DYP has arrived before him. Sliding through the door with a heavy buzz, Olevsky approaches the bar and plops onto a stool. "Have any special brews for me today?" he says, sneering and twiddling his mustache. |
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| Altmoras | Aug 3 2016, 07:04 AM Post #8 |
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Big Brother
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I did it before it was cool. |
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| Roavin | Aug 3 2016, 07:43 PM Post #9 |
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Thomas took a giant Hammer and bashed his skull in instead. 
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| Pergamon | Mar 7 2017, 04:14 PM Post #10 |
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It has been quiet for a long time. Not many traveling Wardens came around to visit the Staggering Griffon. Probably also the reason why the former Keeper departed these lands. The once formerly Tavern has been serving as shelter for spiders, that used the now empty space to create their webs all around and actually a lot of dust too. Although, chaos, disorder and abandonment has it's merits, for it attracts also fairly other entities than just spiders and dust.. With a loud noise, the gate of the Tavern is pushed open! The spiderwebs are floating in the wind now intruding the abandoned tavern. At the doorstep a bolt upright shade holding a lantern can be seen, slowly entering the dark room with unsettling marching steps. The figures amazingly polished black cavalry boots reflect the lanterns dim light. With great care the shade closes the door and sets the lantern on a hook on the wall, next to the door. ???:"Ahhh, it's been a while, hasn't it? Time to bring some Order to this forsaken place." The figure then proceeds to slowly light up the tavern, using the flame of the lantern its brought with it. The light now reveals the figure as a fairly slender, although also fairly average sized man, with carefully back-combed short brown hair, a bony and serious face and a crazed, cold and focused look in his poison green eyes. All rounded up by that god damn cavalry boots. If this wouldn't be already the textbook definition of classy, it is to be mentioned that he is also wearing a fine blue clothes. Using the old broom he found in the backroom stash, he proceeds to remove the spiderwebs and dispels the tiniest creatures of darkness with it. Then he continues his work by sweeping the floor, the kitchen, the tables, the stools, the doors, the old barrels and flasks - heck even the windows! After this orderly deed has been done, he can be found behind the counter, enjoying a good glass of "Vint-9 Roavin's Rose" while slowly sweeping the counter with a clout (also another word for: Invader). |
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| Deadeye Jack | Mar 11 2017, 03:53 PM Post #11 |
The reasonable one
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A worn down man journeying home from the front lines of the fight against the darkspawn menance walked in solitude down a familiar road. Suddenly, something caught his good eye. There was a light in the old tavern he used to visit. Oh well, he thought, might as well see if any of the old regulars are around. He went to the door and proceeded to enter the establishment, but when he walked in he noticed the place was nearly empty. There was, however, one man inside by the bar helping himself to a drink. "Hello, there!" the weary traveller boomed at the man. "What happened to this place? Where is everyone?" |
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| Pergamon | Mar 11 2017, 04:17 PM Post #12 |
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The man examines the newly arrived wanderer before answering, ???: "Greetings. I have no idea what happened to this place. I found it empty and abandoned." He then proceeds to take another sip of his wine before he continues, ???: "However, since I found nothing else to entertain myself for now, I decided to whip this place into shape again. Speaking of which, what is the single best thing a wanderer like you could have right now?" This being said he purposefully presents you the giant barrels and the bottles in the shelf right behind him. |
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| Higher Japan | Jun 11 2017, 09:22 AM Post #13 |
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The other barkeep looks down a glass before cleaning it as he looks behind at the shelves. After five seconds, he takes a bottle down as he speaks in a deadpan expression while pouring a cup "It's the strongest one we have right now. Anything else." He said, passing him the cup as he cleaned another one. |
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