A blast fromt he past

by Beastie Tue Sep 02, 2008 12:20 am

His taloned feet carried him along the dusty road at a good pace, the simple loincloth her wore allowing his legs to move better. His nostrils flaring at the smell of the earth, and at other things on the wind. Bloodstone colored orbs peered forth into the day, as his scaled head slowly panned right and left. The talons of his right hand caressed the hilt of a blued scimatar in it's sheath on a belt around his waist. The twin was on the opposite side.

A back was across his back, and in his left hand was his snack. A forked tongue came out to lick his scaled lips, as he thought about the snack he had. It was time for his 'apple'. He raised the severed goblin head to his mouth, his maw opening to reveal twin rows of razor sharp teeth. With a sickening crunch, his teeth pierece the head of the goblin, pulling the skin tight so that the eyes seems to bulge out and the mouth seemed to actually smile. Bits of gore and blood got on hims as he walked and ate. It was like this that he came to the inn.

Testing to make sure the door was open, he slipped in moving as needed he so that he could fit through. He closed the door with his tail and then walked forward. Eyes still scanning and him still eating the the 'apple'. Walking towards the desk, he sets down his pack and looks around. The pack held closed by an old battered badge. A Society badge at that.

Looking, he says in a surprisingly soft voice for one such as him. 'Do my kind be allowed to stay here or do I need to leave?' That is all he said. It was all that needed to be said. The rest would be to the Fates.

by Epiphany Tue Sep 02, 2008 1:15 am

De'Ryanna was busy, probably in the kitchen - that's where she always seemed to be. Either way, the desk had been empty and she was filling it. For the moment.

Epiphany was at the desk, sitting on the stool, with pad and pencil in her hand. She was drawing. With everything that had happened, she needed an outlet and this was the most responsible one. Her drawing was interrupted when she felt someone approaching the Inn. She didn't know who it was, only that what approached was not human.

In a moment or two someone came through the door. His appearance came as a bit of a shock, but she had seen many things in her life. Though, they didn't drip blood through the front door. Putting her paper and pen down she stood.

"Everyone is allowed to stay here." Epiphany smiled and inched a piece of paper forward. And a pen. "My name is Epiphany. What type of room would you need? We have a few different types ranging from modern to not quite so. Dark rooms, and airy ones." She thought she had it right.

by Guest Tue Sep 02, 2008 1:28 am

Venis was in the basement awaiting Gawain when ... Her son, her only natural born son arived at the Inn. Venis' head was spinning. Her stomach staring to turn. How was she going to heal like this. First Kahn, then Gawian, and Angel, She thought she felt Tarin as well, but wasn't sure ... And now her son Dre. Too many of her loved ones were ariving. Good thing she had plenty of gold at her disposal, she could never allow her son to pay his own tab. She figured what the hell.

"Dreconis Darkmane ... This is your mother speaking. Get your scaley hide down here this instant."

She looked around the basement and sighed. It was getting pretty crowded with all her company.

"Quietly"

by Beastie Tue Sep 02, 2008 8:45 am

He watched the lass and tilted his head as he watched her. After hearing what she said he gave a nod, and spoke quietly. "Just a room. Big enough for one of my kind, that leads to the outside. No windows." He set down the last of his money, after retrieving it from his pack. "Just put the name as Beastie." His eyes going wide and looked around like a mad man. He shook his head not believing what he had heard in it, when he heard it again.

His head whipped to the lass and said, "Which way to the basement?" It could not be, the last person he had seen from the Society had been his Blade Sister Airtia. No way someone else was here and especially not her. He growled and swore someone would pay if this was a joke. He waited for the lass to point the way.

by Epiphany Tue Sep 02, 2008 11:06 am

It sounded almost as if he needed a room on the bottom floor - or the same floor as they were on now - and she didn't think that they had any on this floor. Perhaps something could be arranged.

When he mentioned the basement one thing was clear to her and that was that he had to be a of Venis and her crew. Was he another god, she wondered. The papers she set out she pushed towards him once more. "If you would please just make your mark on the papers you can go about you way." There had to be something about those papers as to why the workers were so insistent that they be signed.

Epiphany pointed behind her towards the bar area. "Behind the bar and through the kitchen doors. At the back of the kitchen are steps that lead down to the cellar. Your room will be ready when you come back to the desk. The special order needs a bit of time. Oh and watch your head."

How tall was he anyway? Their ceiling was only 9 feet tall.

by Beastie Tue Sep 02, 2008 12:13 pm

He nodded his scaley head and signed the papers. ~Dreconis 'Beastie' Dragonis-Darkmane~. Looking back at her he gave a have smile, taking another bite of his apple. "Seems there will be lots of time to get it ready, unless this is a joke."

He gave a growling chuckle and went off as she directed, stooping is nearly seven foot tall frame a little and head through the kitchen. Smiling inwardly as he watched the a few almost be sick as he offered them a bite of his apple.

He began his descent down the stairs to the basement, his jovial nature gone. His body set as if he was going into a Dance, small heat waves already shimmering around him.

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