by
Arrakis
» 12 Nov 2013, 21:37
Well, I might join as well since I love roleplaying, just didn't do that much in english. I will write about myself and the surroundings in 3rd person, as I used to.
*While you enjoy your stay, you hear tavern's doors opening slowly, wooden floor creaked as tall, long-haired man stepped inside. His metal armor hidden beneath a cloak clanged with every step. As he walked inside he calmly looked around, checked on every man and woman inside with his penetrating gaze and then he turned his face toward the bartender, he slowly approached him, while he was pouring a beer into one of his customer's jug. "What would you like big guy?" he asked with a bottle in his hand in the moment he finished pouring an alcohol in the jug. "You are certainly now from around here, aren't ya?" he continued. Tall man bent a little toward him and spoken with a cold tone.... "Did you recently see an armed, short and pretty much bald individual passing by your tavern?" He looked bartender straight in the eyes, and after a short moment of thinking he answered... "Well, there are a lot of travellers passing by, but I think I recall someone unusual that fits to that description. Yes, certainly I have seen that man." Tall man have frowned and asked another question, he certainly seemed intrigued and a bit angry. "Was he alone? Where did he go?" He asked with the same, cold tone. "Oh, I think he met someone here, I don't recall his face, but I have overheared part of their conversation, I think - but I cannot be sure, that they were talking about village in the north. That's all, they both left quickly after that." Bartender answered a little nervous as he was still penetrated with eyes of this creepy traveller. He then looked around again, pulled out a small sack of coins out of his pocket and dropped several gold coins on the table. "That's for the information you have provided me with, and also for a jug of wine and some warm meat you will prepare for me." Once he's done that he sat down on the nearest chair and waited.*
I was never good at writing short.