[Rp] A Night In A Pub.

[Moot 1719]

In the back alleys of Oren lies a pub dimly lit, with cheer and delight around. People yell their toasts, honoring their comrades, and all the while fall over from the ale they toast with. While outside drunken men either lay about, or try to hire cheap lassie's of the night, trying to drain their loneliness away.

Kalameet walks through the streets, bearing his mask of no emotion. He hears the thundering roars of men, and celebration in the air. Kalameet listens, placing his hand in his satchel, letting some of the rotten stench escape it, he pulls out one of his masks made from slabs of iron, the mask stares back, it’s wide grin would make a child run with fright. Kalameet switches the two masks, now wearing the large grinned mask, it so called “The mischievous mask” name given by one of Kalameets past teacher. Now filled with delight, Kalameet begins to uncontrollable giggle and snicker, as he walks down the alleyways towards the pub, the sound of cheer is more and more apparent.

As he enters it’s view, Kalameet stares, people stumbling around obviously drunk, and people yelling and screaming with joy. Kalameet feels inherent joy as well, his mask forcing him to giggle and laugh, he walks inside. The pub is dimly lit, people are dancing, or at the tables drinking and having conversation with their friends, Kalameet sets himself in the corner of the room, pulling out his beautiful violin, and bow that goes with it. The dark ebony wood glistens on the dim light,  with decorative bones that line the edges of the violin. Kalameet lifts his long bow up to the violin, the tip pointed with a small blade, as his teachers had.

Drawing back the violin, Kalameet quickly strums, gliding the bow across the violin. The fast music begins to fill the air, quickly changing notes as he plays. The sharp, fast tune is loud enough to be heard, as it enhances the celebration, more people beginning to dance to the fast paced music.

((The idea of this post is to rp in a pub. Music loud, and cheery. I’ve no idea how it’ll go, just be creative, and have fun, if you decide to post.))

[Stephensj 327]

Kazotar II Sits at the other end of the pub, wearing the black robes and mask his father wore, his mask is made of iron aswell, but only has two eye holes, making it look for ominous. He is also wearing the clawed iron gauntlets of his father . He watches as the masked man enters, playing his violin. He sighs, taking out his harp and practicing, knowing he will never be as good as His father, Kazotar.

[Toril the Bard 0]

Toril the Bard wanders through the streets. His stomach grumbles. He checks
his pockets but finds only lint and a couple of minas. He sighs.

 

Then a sharp note pricks his ear. An eerie but cheery tune. He moves closer to
the sound. He hears the sound of merriment and laughter accompanying the music.
"A crowded pub" he thinks to himself aloud "I could earn a few
minas there tonight",  his stomach moans in agreement. He makes his
way to the pub, stepping over a few mumbling drunks who lie in the gutters as
he approaches the door. As he enters the pub he sees the masked man playing the
tune and another in the corner strumming a harp. Struck by the strangeness of
the two men, he decides to wait til they have finished before trying his luck
at singing. He wanders over to the barman to ask about some small compensation for a
night's entertainment...

 

[Thatpyrodude 2008]

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