Recent content by Bronmaen Greatbelt

After some quick preparation Bronmaen brought two more ciders and placed them on the counter in front of each of the men. They would find the drink cool and flavored with ground ginger, cinnamon, cloves, star anise pods, and steeped orange peel. The scent and taste of alcohol was absent...

Something don't seem right about that woman and her letter. I fear for these adventurers. #mybearditches

https://i.imgur.com/EFUcjhX.png"I think it best that you fellows leave at dawn. The wilds are no place to be at night on Godelier's Road. Were I you I would travel only when the sun is in the sky." She rests her slender soft fingers along both men's shoulders if they allow. "Thank you both. I...

The dwarf pulls a very sharp looking knife with a horn handle from behind the counter and strips the wax seal off the paper without ruining it. He unfolds the letter and looks at it moment. One of his bushy brown eyebrows perks, apparently surprised that it's written in a language that he can...

https://i.imgur.com/EFUcjhX.pngThe dwarf did indeed know Edmund's face but his name had likely slipped his mind. Either way the woman had paid for his drink. He wouldn't have to recall a tab. Bron gave a nod and poured Edmund's refill while speaking to the lady. "Where is this Kinallen located?"...

Creepy... Hi! Welcome to the party.

She sat upon one of the bar stools, crammed between two seaman. One was busy with the drink she just paid for and the other with a girl. "You seem to know a great deal dwarf. My village is in need of help. Do you not know anyone that could save us? There may be coin involved." Bronmaen was...

Darking, Second Annenday, Peridot, 369, Dwarven Calendar The Fire & Stone Tavern, Outer City, Alliria This is the Fire and Stone Tavern, not another dull hangout in a nameless province. This place lay in the outer city of Alliria, at the very center of both Epressa and Liadain. It is but...

Welcome. An orc merchant, most excellent.

The dwarf does not scoff at being called 'lad' despite being more than twice the age of old Jack. Bronmaen had also been made aware that Jack had been a sailor before by his own lips. "Oh? You want to serve my goods here at the tavern? I wouldn't be opposed." No matter the former sailors answer...

Two entered The Resting Helmsman by way of the front door. One of them they all knew as it was the same servant who had greeted them all at the estate not more than an hour past and then led them to Emmanuel. The other figure was too short and too broad to be a man. The other one could only be a...

I would be willing to accompany you.

A dwarf led a pony pulled cart down the dark cobbled streets in the direction of the tavern they had come from. A hooded lantern hung on a post within the dwarf's grasp. The dim light caught then glinted off a golden hoop hanging from his ear. He raised a bushy eyebrow as the cart passed by...

Dawn, Second Annenday, Peridot, 369, Dwarven Calendar The Fire & Stone Tavern, Outer City, Alliria The first rays of light start to shine at the coming of the sun. Orange and purple streak the sky to the east. The storm rolls on, away and to the south. "Apologies lass. That should have been...