01-27-2016, 02:13 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-04-2016, 03:52 AM by Magikeeper.)
The bartender had looked a little shaken up by the sudden outburst, but he also looked determined to make it seem like it hadn't bothered him. He nodded with Mora's explanation.
The two elves blankly stare at Mora while this is going on. This continues for another moment. And then another. The house-maker tilts his head, seemingly in deep thought.
Finally, they both break out into high pitched, horrifically obnoxious laughter.
"What's going on?" moans the shifter under the piano. The old bartender shakes his head "Pair of elves refused to loose a drinking contest, this miss here tried to get them to be quiet.". The musician grumbles a bit as he turns to go back to sleep. The bartender then looks back towards Mora, handing her a glass of water before starting to prepare the cod. The fish looks quite fresh, if unlike any animal Mora had seen deep in the woods. It didn't have wings, feet, or even a tail long enough to sliver about with. "I usually have Jose escort the drunks out, but he won't be here until the crowd comes tonight."
The cloaked woman remains quiet and sitting. She wasn't currently looking at Mora, so it was hard to tell what her opinion on the outburst (and sudden tranformation) was.
The two elves blankly stare at Mora while this is going on. This continues for another moment. And then another. The house-maker tilts his head, seemingly in deep thought.
Finally, they both break out into high pitched, horrifically obnoxious laughter.
"What's going on?" moans the shifter under the piano. The old bartender shakes his head "Pair of elves refused to loose a drinking contest, this miss here tried to get them to be quiet.". The musician grumbles a bit as he turns to go back to sleep. The bartender then looks back towards Mora, handing her a glass of water before starting to prepare the cod. The fish looks quite fresh, if unlike any animal Mora had seen deep in the woods. It didn't have wings, feet, or even a tail long enough to sliver about with. "I usually have Jose escort the drunks out, but he won't be here until the crowd comes tonight."
The cloaked woman remains quiet and sitting. She wasn't currently looking at Mora, so it was hard to tell what her opinion on the outburst (and sudden tranformation) was.