Dwarven Forum RP: The Karik Tavern

[Phelrin 60]

"Morkas had nae a sip of the Burner, yet he's out cold. He's an Irongut, fer Urguans sake, he can't be bested by some plain ale!"

[Skippy 2466]

Shrugs to Phelrin, then proceeds to stare at Morkas. Squinting at him, he notices the ale drips on his beard.

"'E probably drank ale out o' t'e keg, down in t'e basement... Damned fool, har har."

[Aldous 8]

*Torbek Forkbeard walks into the tavern and looks at the many dwarfs that are seated around the room. He smiles and takes a seat at one of the few seats at the counter and waits for someone to serve him or for someone near by to converse with.

[Boomack21 124]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.