The Boar's Head Pub

VampiricDread · #1 May 30th, 2001, 12:35 AM

After a few hours sleep, interwoven with Elf meditation (you know Elves don't sleep, just meditate on Nature), I went down to the Pub.

Though it was sun rising, and most of the Pub's hands were busy at cleaning, the windows were fully oppened, and the morning air was fresh and invigorating.

The Elven Lord was pissed drunk, like the Dwarf in front of him. I wondered what the business was to have them sit at a table for so long.

I got out and the morning dawned with the singing of birds. I rushed to the wood hill nearby, to relax, but Jonesy was waiting fo me there.

"Hello, Vamp."

"Don't call me that, Jonesy."

"Don't call me Jonesy, then." It said, feigning offense taken.

"Should I call you by your name, then?"

"No, no, no. Sorry, VampiricDread."

"What is it then?"

"The elf in the Boar's Head... He's been talking..."

"Come on. I hate riddles in the morning, you know that!"

"Very well, then. Ask your former companions. He told them of the Gems of EverLasting, and he is setting up a party on prizes that are not his." With this, Jonesy went away, as fast as a Wood Sprite could.

I went back to the Boar's Head Inn. It was deserted, but I was given the same table.

"I think your friends went to sleep", a maid said.

"I'll wait, if you don't mind. Bring me some tea, fresh bread, butter and cheese, please".

I was puzzled! Why would an Elven Lord, in fact why would any elf mention the Gems of EverLasting? I saw no point in brooding over it, so I took my meal, went to the stables and practiced my morning rituals and body tune-ups, before returning.

It took some hours waiting before they showed up...

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I wish I had more time to adventure...

[This message has been edited by VampiricDread (edited 29 May 2001).]

monty · #2 May 30th, 2001, 01:38 AM

Monty crawled out from under a nearby table. Something had definitely shat in his mouth Last night. At least he had gotten out of the way. He ran his fingers through his short hair and looked around.

"Hey VampiricDread, good morning."
Monty offered VampiricDread some dough crescents. In between bites, Monty told VampiricDread of what happened Last night and asked him a question. "Do you have a nickname or something short we can call you? Vampie doesn't really fit you, but we can't call you in a hurry with 'Hey VampiricDread!'"

"The quest sounds prety important. I'd hate for the world to go all dark or light. I can offer some magical muscle and some fighting skills."

Drago · #3 May 30th, 2001, 02:04 AM

Drago awoke from his slumber; washed up and went downstairs. He drank way too much Last night and was still feeling the effects. After eating some elven muffins for breakfast
he rejoined his friends and exclaims: "Good morning you guys. Quite an adventure we have in store for us; I hope Monty let you in on all the details VampiricDread."

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"My soul to nothingness: but I will strive against all doubtings, and will keep alive..." ~ John Keats's Sleep and Poetry

VampiricDread · #4 May 30th, 2001, 09:57 AM

"Good morning, Drago. Yes, Monty has just told me what you discussed Last night. I have some reservations on the quest, but I'll help you out, if you want to. Do you know where to start?"

And to Monty "Why don't you call me just Dread, then? It's just a name of no consequence."

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I wish I had more time to adventure...

monty · #5 May 30th, 2001, 04:24 PM

Monty smiled. "OK, Dread I like. That'll work!"
Monty looked around. "This may sound like a dumb question, but does anyone know what the surrounding area is like? I'm not from around here."

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Drago · #6 May 30th, 2001, 09:38 PM

"Well, I suggest that we pack up our things, and leave the tavern to start out with. We should go to the town of Northia which is nearby the elven lord's tomb. Ask a few questions to the townspeople, and further inspect the tomb for any clues the elves may have missed in their investigation" Drago stated.

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"My soul to nothingness: but I will strive against all doubtings, and will keep alive..." ~ John Keats's Sleep and Poetry

VampiricDread · #7 May 31st, 2001, 09:32 AM

"Won't the elven lord and Bargehead, the Dwarf, join this company?", I said.

It seems strange to go on with them, I reflected, but then again, this is strange company.

"I'm as ready as I can be, and packed, so I'll wait for you."

"But you're carrying nothing!", Drago exclaimed. Before I could speak, Monty winked an eye, and said "Don't be deceived by the looks of Dread. He's packing, I'm sure."

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I wish I had more time to adventure...