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"Hoooo-eeh! It's raining buckets out-", a cheerful if slightly damp soprano announced as the door swung open again. The voice cut off at the sight of the armed trio right in front of it. Leaning to one side such that her blonde ponytail dangled at right-angles to her head, Dyani Forrath peered around the gang, sky-blue eyes wide with mingled amusement and curiosity as she caught sight of the woman at the table. The diminutive girl wore a brown leather greatcoat and a breastplate, atop thick black trousers and buckled boots. At her waist hung a sheathed narrowblade, with a bulge at the other side of her coat which might have suggested another weapon hidden beneath.

"Hey there, sir!", she addressed the norn from behind, giving him a toothy, cheek-dimpling grin. "Mind if a girl comes in and dries off? Or am I interrupting a hold-up?" The accent was unusual - definitely Queensdale, but with an Archer twang.
Posted Feb 12, 15 · Last edited Feb 12, 15
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The norn ignore the girl behind him as he kept his eyes squarely on the woman sitting in front of him. The human and the charr however both turned to her with perplexing looks.
"This is none of your concern human." the charr growled as he lazily pointed his rifle at her.
"Yeah." the human said brandishing his cutlass. "So make like a skritt and get lost."
Posted Feb 12, 15
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Now, man - Or more likealy, young man - turned completle silent. With widen eyes, he simply follows the events happening in puzzled, yet amused expresion, recovering cigar from his pocket to set it in betwen his lips "We got.. Interesting night it seems.." His words comment shortly, not letting eyes stop study of the newcomers even for moment.
Posted Feb 13, 15
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"Hey, watch where you're pointing that thing!" The blonde girl took a step backwards away from the rifle, then paused. "Shouldn't that be 'make like a skritt, and cheese it'? I mean, that would be funny - y'know, because there's a contextual connection. Like, 'make like a Sylvari, and leaf'. You mustn't do much punning, huh? I love wordplay as much as swordplay. Geddit? Wordplay, swordplay?" She grinned again, this time between the charr and the human, seeking to keep their attention on her, rather than the lone woman in the corner. She tracked the charr's trigger finger in her peripheral vision, just in case, watching for signs of him taking up the slack in preparation to fire.
Posted Feb 14, 15 · Last edited Feb 14, 15
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The human and the charr both looked at each other in confusion at the blonde headed girl's demeanour before turning their attention back to her, looking slightly more annoyed then before.

"Look lady." the human said taking several steps towards her. "I don't think you understand exactly who you're talking to."
Posted Feb 14, 15 · Last edited Feb 14, 15
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Whump Whump BANG! Whump roll-roll-roll "SCREEEEECH"

Above, on the rooftop, the loud cacophony continued towards the center of the tavern ceiling. Small showers of dust and powder from the old wooden beams spilled from unseen cracks and crevices.

WHUMP-roll-whump-BOOOOM! CREEEEEEEAAAAK!

CRASH

Dust and debris quickly filled the room, and the pouring outdoor elements streamed from the gaping hole above. On the floor was a mass of struggling limbs as two beings wrestled and fought. Teeth, fists, feet--anything that could swing and harm was doing so in a rough and tumble fight.

There was a sickening crunch.

Then silence.

With a grunt and a shove, a human figure pushed the dead harpy off and away from where they lay among the broken ruins of the roof. Painfully, they slowly made their way to their knees, only to stop and pant for a moment. Once they made their way to their feet, their gloved fingers grasped behind the scarf hiding their face and loosened the fabric. It was a woman; pale and soaked. She picked her way over the debris to the bar.

"Whisky"

Finally she turned her head to see what she had fallen into. An eyebrow raised as she noticed the precarious placement of the various personalities present--her pale eyes only flickering briefly to the cowering figure beneath the table. Her gaze settled on the angry (and was that surprise she saw?) looking human man towards the front door.

So. She thought. He's one of those.

Ever so slightly, she risked another glance to the figure beneath the table and winked.

To the man: "Sorry cupcake. Did I ruin your prom? Or do you always look so constipated?"
Posted Aug 7, 15
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Dyani pauses, a comedically vacant expression on her face as she peered between the newly-installed skylight and the broken bundle of harpy on the ground. One buckled boot moved to nudge the creature, just to ensure it was dead, before she glanced back to the two intimidating figures - past them, really, as the woman who now stood by the table.

Seeking to take advantage of the distraction, she slowly crept backwards, opening up a bit of space between herself and the trigger-happy trio, who now had a far more immediate threat to address. Cautiously, she made her way to the bar, gesturing for a mug of cider.
Posted Aug 19, 15
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The bartender who poured the cider and whisky with half shut eyes and half care that a small puddle of water was begining to pool around the carcass on the floor, placed the glasses near the edge of the old wood bar and walked back into the kitchen without so much as a glance back.

Just another day in paradice.

Seeing that everyone else seemed to be taking the silent/frozen route, the newcomer picked her way to the bar and handed Dayni her drink.

With a slight nod of her head, and a smirk playing on her lips, she downs the wisky in one swig.

"Interesting water hole we seem to have discovered." She reaches behind the bar herself, pulls out the bottle of whiskey, and pours another shot.

"The name is Tufuh. You want a bit of whisky added to that juice of yours?"

She swished the bottle playfully in front of her.
Posted Aug 23, 15
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Dyani smirked at the newcomer, then demurred with a polite bob of the head. "Not for me, thanks - and... Interesting's one word for it. Y'know they'll make you pay for that hole, right?" The blonde grinned, sipping at her cider, then wrang out her sodden hair out of habit. "Dyani - pleased to meetcha. Harpy wrestling a hobby of yours?"
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Liandra Dunois, noticing the interesting scene. simply marched inside the establishment, with a neutral expression on her face, her dual hand Axes on her hips and her breach loaded Rifle behind her back, and says aloud in a carefree tone "hope I'm not interrupting anything important" she said, as she placed her hands behind her head, with a relaxed breath escaping her mouth as a playful smile cross's her lips
Posted Sep 24, 15
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