01-29-2016, 06:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-29-2016, 06:07 AM by Magikeeper.)
OOC: Breaking up the longer text segments into paragraphs would be appreciated.
"Salvencha?" muses the old man. "I know a few of them. I get the feeling you're not from around here, though, so the Salvencha you're looking might be that red scarfed fellow? Blueish man, speech is sorta growly? He passes through here twice a year, something about hunting up north." The bartender turns the fish over, adding a small smattering of spices to the cooking meat.
The elves have calmed down. It sounds like they're trying to remember what was going on in their game.
"Salvencha?" muses the old man. "I know a few of them. I get the feeling you're not from around here, though, so the Salvencha you're looking might be that red scarfed fellow? Blueish man, speech is sorta growly? He passes through here twice a year, something about hunting up north." The bartender turns the fish over, adding a small smattering of spices to the cooking meat.
The elves have calmed down. It sounds like they're trying to remember what was going on in their game.