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The bar was busy, many patrons wandered about the Lazy Oak's several tables. Bards were playing musical tunes, barbarians were arm wrestling, brawlers were brawling. You are all seated at the bar. You see only a young woman, dressed in furry plate mail sitting alone at the bar. (Your characters know each other, they've been adventuring for some time.)

Seren takes a seat next to her. "Gods the bar is busy today isn't it? Well I take it that it is always like this." He blew smoke from his nostrils.

Ashlyn Walks into the bar, looking noticeably bored, dodging brawlers left and right, she decides to take her place at the very end of the bar, simply asking for water, "god why did i even come here..." she sighs to herself, glancing over at the other two occasionally

Bethany gave Seren a viscious glance, "Why are you speaking to me, dragon's blood?"

(Ashlyn, wrong topic, check your PMs)

she rolls her eyes as she gets up, now leaning against a post on the east side of the bar, grabbing her water before she left, once she is finished, she stares at something for quite a while, then shakes her head "no...i couldnt do that..."she sighs in dissapointment, the item in her pocket had been a sleep dart, one just strong enough to knock the orc unconcious and for her to take her place at the bar again. but, she was not one of violence, therefore she decided not to.

"I could say the same. You have dragons blood in you as well." He let his tail swing back and forth.

(My bad Ashlyn! This character is just not the one I was expecting, my bad!)
Bethany slowly grabbed hold of her longspear. "A fight, in 3...2..." she jumped up and thrust her spear through the Orc's leg. He bellowed in anger and threw a punch at her. She left her spear in his leg and jumped to the side. The orc's punch landed right near Seren.

((oh i was actually gonna take it out next post, but, okay

(Keep goin! Sorry again!)

"Oh so you wish to fight? Alright then!" Seren drew his sword and slid under the orc. Then he slashed to orcs other leg.

(Check your PMs still, Ashlyn)
The orc fell to the ground screaming. Bethany pulled out her longsword and put it to the Orc's neck and said sarcastically, "Now, is that a way to treat a lady?"

"ah, to hell with it." she simply says, knodding her her along once with her hand in the air, she orc then simply, disapears, she then walks over again, sitting back at the last table. "i couldve gotten rid of him" she huffs, now ordering a beer.

Bethany laughs under her breath, "Yeah, but that would've been no fun," she then turned to Seren, "You fight well for a commoner, or are you?"

"I wouldn't exactly refer to myself as commoner. But I am no king myself." He held his hand out. "The names Seren"

She looks over at the two, staring for a moment before joining the conversation "well if were talking names, mines ashlyn" she greets half-heartedly, taking a large sip of the beer.

She looked at his hand, "I can smell the dragon blood in you," she glared at him again, "And I don't play nice with dragons." She then looked at Ashlyn, "And you, what are you all about?"

((oh damn i just forgot a importance aspect about ashlyn oh well it gone now so whatev)) "me? im just a travelling elf seeking something" she simply states, "and you know, you really shouldve let me handle that...thing, hate those things to the gut." she adds, taking another gulp of her beer, and not seeming effected at all by the liquor.