The Golden Drake Rp Thread

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Elerel eats his meal as the two talk. He, unlike Azel, eats his entire meal, setting none aside for Faendal. As he scarfs down his food, he listens to their conversation. Suddenly he pauses, a question popping up in his mind.

"Do you know where we could get some thick coats?"

He looks to Faendal as he says this.

"We will be headed back to the Dwarven mountains soon. Quite cold, they are."

All his attention is now focused on Faendal, barely even remembering the delicious meal he had just been enjoying.

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Faendal ponders the question for a minute, stroking the stubble on his chin.  After a few moments, he lifts his head back up and looks to Elerel.

 

"I am not really sure where one would get a coat around here, but if I had to bet, I would say if you went just down the road to Salvus you would be sure to find some warm clothes for your journey."

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He looks over at Azel, his eyebrow raised in a question.

"What do you think?"

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"Sounds good to me... I am sure we should get new cloaks. The journey up to the north ruined our other ones. Thank you good Faendal... I will come visit this tavern often after this night."

 

Azel quickly finishes his food and downs his drink.

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Stands, pushing his chair backwards as he does so. He lifts up his glass, finishing the rest of the water. He reaches into his leather satchel, pulling out a small leather bag. He dips his hand in, pulling out a few minas and tossing them on the table.

"Hopefully that covers it."

He says, smiling at Faendal. He begins to move towards the door, wrapping his slightly ripped and dirty cloak around his body, preparing himself for the rain.

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Faendal smiles, picking up the minas and putting them in his pocket.

 

"You two have a safe journey, it was nice talking to you again. Van'ayla."

 

He stacks the empty plates, balancing them on his arm and returning them to behind the counter.