An Odd Bunch

[Raven]

((this is gonna be a bit rough cause I've never used these characters before, but i had so much fun playing them in my game that i thought i would give it a try.theres 6 characters I'm using,not all of them are in the intro though. XD so ummm...here goes...please join in someone ))

"I'd rather fight" came the voice of one groggy barbarian as someone put a bowl of soup in front of her. Her head was still pounding from the night before but she didn't care. Fighting was what she lived for. Burtha didn't care what she fought, she'd fight a child, shed fight a dragon, she'd even fight her own mother. In fact, she had!

Unante laughed at her, as was her way,"yeah and remember what that got you last time?". Unante was always that way, after all she was evil by nature,being a drow and a follower of the Lord of Shadows. She gave her friend's hair a tug, and smirked as she groaned plaintively.

"Don't do that, my head hurts" Burtha muttered. Unante shook her head and sat down across from her, stealing her soup.
"hey! thats mine!" Burtha protested, "besides, isn't stealing Spielen's thing?"

"Nope, Mask is the god of thieves and shadows, and i am one of his." Unante said dryly, "besides, tormenting you is fun."

"yes, i know, your evil." Burtha said, sighing, "where is Spielen anyway..."

"Spielen, along with Brett, Ammelia, and Urchez, are all still asleep." Unante informed her, eating the stolen soup.

Their little group had splurged for once and gotten not only a room, but six separate rooms, at the inn along the road. Most of the time they would have just roughed it and slept in the dirt, it was cheaper that way. But their last adventure had gotten them a pretty coin and they could afford to spend at least some money on comfort.

Spielen came running down the stairs,skidding to a halt at the table where his friend's were sitting. He climbed into a chair next to Burtha. A halfling, his legs were left dangling off the end. He placed his hands on the table in a dramatic fashion, "so, whats on our agenda today? damsel in distress? town under siege? dragon slaying?" he asked cheerfully.

Unante laughed, "we're sitting pretty, theres no need to play hero again yet." she informed him.
"so whats on our agenda, grave robbing? petty theft? burglary?" he said, changing his list to reflect their true nature.

[adonnia]

the young girl barely fourteen sat across the room and laughed when she saw the halfling patter in. she had known they existed but had come around so rarely that she couldn't help find this one interesting. she tried to remember his name that she had heard but it was something odd and she hadn't remembered besides she hadn't really heard it anyway they had been whispering and she hadn't wanted them to know she was listening. nor had she wanted her other and stepfather to know either because that would anger them. her mother would feel it could take from business and her step father meant it was her not working as hard as she could and should be.
none the less she still giggled as she saw the halfling and took the pitcher from her mother behind the counter. she went over to them and bowed and offered them the pitcher "6 pence for the whole pitcher" she put it on them table and curtsied like her mother and step father liked and walk away.
she sat at the bas next to an old sleeping man and looked at the group but when her step-father came by she quickly turned and got a nasty glance. she hated him and cursed him under her breath. she looked at the old drunk she hated him too. he was always trying to make half ass-ed passes at her. fast asleep she worked her magic and hit-the-jackpot. she was going to have more than enough to move out of here herself and she wouldn't care if tongues would wag.
she sighed as she went around back and lit her pipe the one she stole and was secretly using. she looked in throw the window and watched the group she thought what wonderful adventures they must go on getting away from here fighting and healing and saving and who knows what else people who were great adventures
she turned her attention away from them and the cold air hung on her and she closed her eyes and dreamed of the adventures they might go on and and her tagging along and being good at fighting dragons and mastering magic and being the worlds best thief but of course only from the evil... because being good and adventures they would be given anything they needed from grateful royality...she dreamed of them being good people and them becoming her family.
she dreamed of getting away from here and finding true love and never being bother by men who thought because of her weight she wasn't pretty she dreamed of the world out there the world she hadn't seen and so desperately wanted too
suddenly the man she had stolen from came crashing out the door. her stepfather had kicked him out because he was accusing people of stealing from him and that was causing people to get upset. she was happy to see him get kicked out her night would be easier.
she tossed her pipe and scurried inside and smiled as she made the quick decision that she was gonna make them want her the odd group was going to want her in deed... now she just had to figure out to make them see it...

[Raven]

Unante shrugged. Frankly, she hadn't put much thought into plans yet. Having just finished saving a town, they had not had time to plan ahead again and so they were more or less just winging it until something came up. There was no hurry though, they had enough money that they could get by for a while without doing anything major.

Burtha got herself a new bowl of soup and sipped at that, but for the most part seemed disinterested in it. The migraine she had from the night before made any food seem unappealing but she needed to eat something. It was hunger without appetite.

Spielen looked around out of curiosity. He was bored, he was always bored. The combination of being a halfling and a rogue did him in far too often. He had a knack for getting in trouble, and a knack for getting out of it too.

[adonnia]

sitting back inside her family's tavern adonnia looked about wondering how she could impress the town saving bunch. a group of heros if you call them that. but adonnia knew better these people had come to town before they were actually different people but all the same because they all wanted to do the same thing they wanted to rampage the town they wanted choas for their own profit... and a brillant idea came upon her if they wanted chaos she would make it for them... usually it was better that chaos did not occur and if chaos did occur for her to stay out of it but it was now or never to create her new life

an old grey man she usually tried to stay away from was sitting hunched over the desk and was leaning on the shoulder of another man who was talking rather loudly he was a town poiltician he could be upsety easyily too he took muck pride in his ideas of how to run and better our community some who challeneged his ideas made him angry.

adonnia made her way over to the counter where her mother was sitting and smiled "mum i am gonna go to bed becaude i'm shoulder still hurts okay?" her mum l;ooked at her and the full house she had and it was rather odd for adonnia to go to bed this early but with her headache persuing adonnia mum just nodded.

adonnia went to walk away when her mother went and grabbed her arms "serve the archer first" surprised at her mother adonnia didnt mind at all the archer was handsome and young and looking for a new family since his old one perished in a fire nearly to winters ago. adonnia din't think of herself as a prospect but she still liked serving him. he didn't drink much but he came here every night and sat remorsfully drinking one pint of ale and one loaf of bread with whatever stew adonnia's mother had made the night.
adonnia was pouring the gruff silent man's ale when she saw asisfras root and smiled this wopuld add to the nights fun a root that would make this man unexpectanting man drunker and sicker than anything he had ever been. small dosages were added to the house ale regularly it was what made it so good and potent but enough of it would make u sick real sick.
adonnia fetched the man stew and ale and smiled at him she leaned on the counter slightly exposing herself to the man and the group of odd balls who had saved the town behind him and said "if theres anything you need me for you just okay" the archer smiled like he always did and nodded and when she got up to walk away he adjusted his voice and said " whats your name?" adonnia smiled at looked back and said "adonnia" and she left him to his meal and headed out the door.....


(such a good plot to go wit this)

[adonnia]

adonnia hadn't been gone for more than 5 minutes when a young man walked in. he sat at the bar and smiled at the archer and looked quite feminine when he did. he ordered some ale at the bar but already looked drunk with the way he acted and sounded.
after taking a sip from his ale he complimented a bar maid and asked the archer how he was feeling he seemed to be some kind of a drinker becasue he drank his first pint quickly and ordered another. before he left the bar he had ordered the thrid despite the fact he was done with his second yet.
with two pints one in each hand the unknown travler went over to the loud man of he tavern and sloshed the ale and himself down. he roared when he tried to pronounce words and he was very small. he didn't have anything nice to say bout the town assitant governor had to say either.

[adonnia]

lil gov as the people of the town called him affectionally when he got drunk was surprised when the still clothed man sloshed over towards him but none the less he clinked glasses with him and patted him on the back and lil'gov liked him well enough untill of course the stranger opened his mouth.

but lil'gov paid him no mind was thinking of himself "do not get in trouble" however taxes were a very strong topic in his mind and it was that topic of discussion it was the same every night what they talked about even what ordered and when the new man began raising his girly voice lil'gov couldnt help but want him to shut up and when the little girl man refused he had no choice but to start throwing punches.

[Raven]

(you know theres no need to make 3 posts in a row right? just use the modify button,please,it looks alot better that way.)

The three of them just drank and ate, and for the most part ignored the brawl. Though Unante seemed slightly amused, none of them made a move to end it or help. They had no interest in the petty problems of the townsfolk. It was not their concern unless they were being paid for it.

[adonnia]

{hehe sorry i just wanted there to be obvious seperation}


the brawl ensued a group of silent men who sat there and drank until they couldn't tell their ass from a whole in the ground. these men were grumpy farmers who lived on the edge of town and were quite unhappy with there lives that were grumpy because they were hung over and the were hung over becasue they were unhappy in life. they also didn't like to be disturbed in there self goading sorrow.

lil'gov was swinging wildy and was taking out everyone within a good 10 foot circle around him and the fully clothed man with the big mouth was no where to be seen and poor lil'gov was getting so tongue tied and he was spitting and slurring and was screaming though nothing was audible.

all of a sudden the archer began to puke all over the place and the bar maid went over to him but had to duck quickly as a half full pitcher of ale was thorwn across room and landed against the wall above her head.

the owner of the tavern came from the upstair and saw the mess that was ensuing and called to tyhe bar maid who was his wife and they ran into the crowd to break up the bar fights.

just then the still full clothed stranger came up to the guests of honor the odd bunch and smiled and bowed while standing on there table before he swung his sword out at the group waiting for who would return his blow.

[Raven]

"Burtha, please remove the idiot..." Spielen said without much interest. The groggy barbarian was more then happy to oblige, and stood up. Grabbing the man by his ankle, she yanked him off the table roughly, and with relative ease. "Go pester someone else, your not worth our time" she told him gruffly before sitting down again.

"thank you" Spielen said, "and thank the gods for barbarian strength..."

"what in the world is going on down here," came a voice from the stairs. It was Ammelia. All the commotion had woken her up, and she was less than pleased about it. "Halt!" she yelled at the top of her voice. To make the command more well, commanding, she had let her darker side out, so her voice was not just loud, but scary.

Ammelia was a monk, but an evil one. She was all about darkness and loss, and she could beat up the entire room if she had to too. She just didn't feel like it at the moment, having just been woken up. She was however, rather annoyed.

[adonnia]

the man rolled over quickly and threw his cap and hood back on before anyone looked away from the new thing that had come from the upstairs lodging and scurried to his feet he looked at the woman and wondered who the hell were these people? and what was that halfling saying about barbarian strength? the man in the hat moved behind some large men still holding and choking there last victim in their hands as they stared and wasn't seen again. however if you did see him scurry behind the rowdy bunch you wold have seen him limping and a blonde curl bouncing with each step hanging over his shoulder.

from ad mist all the chaos to the sudden quiet there was one thing that hadn't changed the archer and his terrible stomach ache. suddenly from all the silence came an eruption of vomit from the archer's mouth. the sheer surprise and amount of it turned the crowds attention to him and he looked just surprised as they did despite the fact that the good half hour long brawl and been him puking in between knocking peoples heads half way off with a beer pitcher.


adonnia and her ever famous ungracefull self came out from around the crowd and went over to the archer she offered him a root of something and whispered "eat it it'll stop that" adonnia had blonde hair that was usually undone and frizzy and it looked just like that with a mix of hat head her blonde mop as her mother and sister playfully called it. she also had a limp and her dress was crooked and ankle was bright red and slightly purple.

adonnia's mother brauna came out and brought the archer some water and could feel the eyes on her. after handing it to the archer she looked at adonnia and then to the rest of the room her eyes were angry. brauna made you fell guilty when her eyes got like that and she was also the toughest women you were ever gonna meet. she turned and looked at the crowd and everyone slowly began to put there eyes down in shame and brauna just wasn't going to let them get away with starting a brawl in her tavern.

"you all should be ashamed of your selves! look at what you did acting like animals in the middle of heat season we have special guest staying here and your acting like this is a war zone pick up these table and mugs and get out and don't come back until you learn how to behave your selves" brauna turned to the guests of honor who were odd but had saved the village and were staying up stairs and said "i am sorry to have woken and disturbed you all in such a way. these vermin will be out in a second and then you'll have the place to your selves.

the tavern began to shift and the tables creaky and groaning got picked up by big man and little men scurried around them never taking there eyes away from the big men who not to long ago were trying to take swings at them. while doing so the little men scurried to pick up mugs and put them on the table. the men at the bar watched and picked up mugs and other things that had been thrown there way slowly and were the last to leave. the archer was still there though holding his stomach though he was looking much better.

the archer was the last to leave and got up to make his way to the door. he wasn't staying here for the night and had his own home a way aways to go to. he looked at adonnia and smiled he was always friendly to her she was the only one n the village who thought she never had a chance. he was handsome and he knew despite the fact she might be getting in trouble how he didn't know he thought she looked like she could use a smile. but when he looked down to smile at her he caught a glimpse of her ankle and a very suspicious thought crossed his mind...

may i ask how do u center these things?

[Raven]

(that depends on what 'these things' refer to. be specific when you ask someone a question...)

Burtha sat down again without a word, and stared at the bowl of soup that had been long lost, again! She sighed. How many bowls of soup did she have to buy before she actually got to eat breakfast?
Spielen hadn't said anything else but looked up as Ammelia came over, a glint of evil in her eye, and sat down. Ammalia was too angry to speak to at the moment, so no one who knew her bothered to try.
Unante said nothing as well, completing the silence. She watched the room carefuly, mostly out of habit.

[adonnia]

adonnia smiled at the archer and bowed respectivly and hoped that he waould just go one his merry wa and leave her family's tavern without saying anything. she also tryed to make her ankle look less visible underneath her dress.

the archer looked at her and said "what happened to your ankle"

adonnia hated him then in that second and she jst wanted to pund as his face and feel it crack and spilt and him cry and be in pain underneath her hands. but she breathed and looked at her ankle and attacked surprised "i fell while running back here after the brawl started and when i fell i slipped on some mud"

she looked up at the archer and to her mother and then she even gave a quick glismpe over the odd bunch with partically super human strength that had done this to her ankle for real when she was pretending to be some rowdy brawl starting man. so long as they kept their mouths shut in front of her mother she would be okay and able to pull this lie off if not she was going to be screwed exspecially since she heard her step-father coming down the stairs. she grew worried but tryed not to show it and she hoped that everything was working itself out.

[Raven]

No one said anything. With the restored quiet, they were simply trying to enjoy the peace. Burtha just wanted a bowl of soup that she could actually eat for a change. With that, all they were waiting for was the rest of their group; their half-orc mage, and dwarven fighter. Both still asleep in their rooms presumably.