A Night in the Tavern.

[Arashiha 294]

 

Sitting at the table of the Knights Rest admiring the reflection of the great fire in the high polish of the heavy oaken wood one rainy evening in the city of Sutica, Luna Lyeis giggled tipsily as she downed her third, or maybe her fifth glass of wine for the evening. Her husband being away establishing their business interests she took the time to mingle with the locals of her new home and make their acquaintance. A few other patrons that had gathered around her table joined in the shared revelry and storytelling. As it came for Luna's turn to share a tale of adventure her face scrunched up in muddled thought, her tanned skin tone making the highlights of her exotic beauty stand out that much better, the ceremonial scar adorning her right eye a subject of intrigue and mystery that had earned many a curious comment.

 

Finally, she beamed cheerfully at her companions, “oh I have the perfect story and before you ask no it's not about how I got my scar, so stop bugging me about it,” she gave them all a knowing glare that brooked no nonsense. Taking a moment to gather her thoughts Luna begun to spin a tale of the Dwarven  High Queen,  Signa Blackaxe. The Queen had lured luna into the dwarven kingdom under false pretences of friendship. Invited under the veil of a friend and guest, Luna accepted the offer to share a drink with the queen and her retinue, but the tides turned suddenly as the true selfish nature of her majesty was revealed. Queen Blackaxe had surrounded the Farlander and taken by force a precious jewelled dagger of no small personal significance. The queen then demanded a duel upon a platform suspended above the pitted heart of her kingdom. Given no choice by the dozen or so thugs that lingered around them, each enthralled by the queens every whim.

 

Luna found herself face to face with the High Queen in a test of might she was loathed to participate in, she pleaded her friendship and indicated that if they but returned her beloved jewel dagger, a gift from her husband she would go her way no harm was done. The queen, however, insisted, her guards and retinue surrounding Luna and indicating that she might lose more than her dagger, that her life as well was under threat if she did not participate in the duel.

 

Luna would not go down without a fight, the duel was short and brutal each landing several good blows until Luna, guided by years of training from the expert swordsmen of her tribe, breaking the queen's defence she began to viciously beat her opponent down to the ground, relenting only once the treacherous Queen laid still in defeat. Standing triumphantly over the Signa, already declaring her mercy, Luna looked up around her to see the angry faces of the thugs who had corralled her into this farcical duel.

 

Her next memory was one of a piercing pain, falling to the floor beside the unconscious queen, an arrow jutting out of her shoulder loosed by a bow in the dark. By the time Luna regain some semblance of control gritting her teeth through the pain as she rose once more ever defiant against her seemingly doomed fate she looked around only to find the Queen had been whisked away, and she now looked across the duelling platform towards the dwarf that would be her executioner.

And with that luna finished her story glancing challengingly around the table awaiting the first reactions to her story.

 

In a fit of laughter, the table erupted, some complimenting Luna on her fable others calling it a work of fiction.

 

Swirling her emptied wine glass around Luna smiled deviously, “oh I assure you that it all happened. I have the scar to prove it.” gesturing to the freshly healed knotted scar on her exposed shoulder a telltale sign of an arrow injury.

 

Still sceptical one of her drinking buddies leaned over the table eyeing her suspiciously, “if it's not fiction, how did you defeat  your executioner, then manage to flee the heart of a dwarven kingdom moments after you publicly embarrassed their high queen?”

 

Reaching across the table Luna Lyeis patted his cheek a few times, “Well let's just say

I had far to much to live for to fail. That combined with my courage and strength as a warrior to keep fighting saw me through it. Now before you ask what I find so precious to live for and fight ever on… I am not near drunk enough to divulge such details.” she teases.

 

Causing another eruption of laughter from her table and with that Luna stood to her feet, stumbling once as she got up before saying her farewells and heading home to sleep off the night's revelry.

 

 

 

[MinionManXDD 503]

"I always knew that women were unfit for any title of power. This just solidifies my point" Gerigston says as he takes a huge rip from his pipe.

[Guest Guest]

Morug would catch wind of this story being told in Suitica. He'd repeat it to a group of dwed in a mocking tone. "This lass memoreh 'as clearleh been damaged by teh duel. As ah remembah it our High Queen found 'erself in eh honor duel before teh might of Dungrimm against this Umri lass. Signa, in all 'er might, focked 'er up and SPARED 'er life even aftah Dungrimm 'ad chosen 'er as teh greater warrior. Narvak oz Signa Blackaxe, teh merciful Queen. Ets funneh 'ow much Umri will spread lies te give themselves FALSE honor. 

[Algoda 885]

Nori Goldhand crosses his arms and nods as he listens to Morug's story.

 

"Aye, i wus there aswell! Tae queen'es a mighteh warrior, an' nae random Umri tha' got her ass whooped can tell me otherwise.

Narvak oz Kuning Signa Kharadunvuur!"

[Shuggie_ 252]

"Morug 'es rioght" Rudok would say, blowing clouds on his pipe

[Garrond 249]

Garrond listens to Morug's side of the story

"Aye Morug speaks teh truth I was at teh foight, Our Queen is a mighteh warrior, teh umri was weak"

[Monkee 7369]

Thorrak Ireheart unsheathes his baguette.

[ElevenJellyBeans 100]

"Poor Lass... Clearly was too drunk to remember what happened..." Vivian sighed, shaking her head lightly. "Morug is right... Signa would nae loose such a brawl."

[Kardel 1054]

"Oy vey" says Kardel after catching wind of this story "this is wot 'appens when ye give women too moch freedom oy govoyt they go round lyin' n' stealin other mens' matzo" 

[adamc2000 1385]

"i got Fresh baked bread and bagels for sale!" Amin Shouting in sutica, Heanse, Adelburg, and many more city as he Extremely drugged up from the hookah, "Come give your brother a hug you piece of shi'it." he says laughing his ass off (beat ur ass u fake drunk i smoke babybrains for living try me)

[Chorale__ 2147]

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