Re: OLANT
Kree says over his shoulder,..there is ...'no offer'..he takes what he wants, or he calls the watch....if he does not need to call the watch, the Bodies find thier way to the Storm...
The Dwarf Looks Up from the Kegs he's tapping, he motions with the mallet in his hand towards Kree,..All the gods be damned...what the 9 hells are you and yer ilk doin' in my bar...
...we are stayign the night here....we figured to get some food and drink..then kill all your customers..split the take with you, and be on our way....
the Two Looked at each other with menace in their eyes, Until the Dwarf Put the Mallet down and Laughed,...com'ere ya pointed eared bastard... The Dwarf and Elf Give each other a solid backslapping hug,
HEY! ALL YE BASTARDS....ONE ROUND FER EVERYONE ONE ME...CAUSE MY FIREND IS STILL ALIVE!
Kree Motions everyone to find a table or follow him to the bar. A red Isle Halfling as at the end of the bar, Borgan Grabs him by the Collar and tosses him off the stool,..Have a seat..not..whatcha doin' in this privy of a town?
Taking the offered mug of Ale, that Brogan begins filling one after another, he says,leading a Unit up the Furman's Chain...noticed the Red Isle ship out there..figured we might kill a few of them before we leave..just for the 9 hells of it all..
The Dwarf grins,been seein' them around here...been here for 3 days...like they's waitin' fer supthin'