Family Matters {RP for teaching some of the less-good how to.}

[Scheer]

Scheer chuckles and nodded "Thats fine, simply offering" He smiled, placing his coin bag back on his belt. He gestured the barkeep for another ale. "So a traveler you say? Have you ever been to the Prussian black hills?" Scheer finished his ale, and waited for the next one to arrive, He straightened his back, and stretched abit, his armor creaking, his back sore.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh paused. "Been 'round many a place, but I don't think I've been there. I'm pretty new to this area... which direction are they in? North, south, east, west?" he asked. "I might have, I dunno." He realised he hadn't ordered a drink yet; a hasty signal to the barkeep ensured him two ales. He moved the second glass towards Ayame. "Dunno if you'll like it. Might be a little strong for ya." he said.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

She sat down and simply looked at the cup, then into it. "What is it?" she questioned after Fyroh finished talking.

[Scheer]

"Bout a eighty miles to the northeast." Scheer pointed randomly, his ail arriving as well.  "Thats where I hail from, thats where I served, thats where you can get good ale" He said around the stein. Drinking the ale quickly this time. He set down the half empty stein, and sighed, looking at it, "Sad excuse for a good ale, Oh well"

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"Ale." he replied. "It's a drink... alcoholic, that means if you have too many, you change. Some people go all happy, others get very aggressive, others don't change much at all." He took a sip from his. "Just having one is safe, so don't worry." He turned back to Scheer. "Ah, no then. I came from the south, I believe; not originally, I can't remember which direction my homeland is in, but I came here from the south." He took a longer gulp of his ale this time.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Ayame picked up the glass and uneasily titled it, taking a sip. Here eyes widened, it was indeed strong... Alcohol? What was it? It was the first time she'd heard of or even bothered to taste it. She swallowed it forcefully and sat the glass down, and coughed. "I think I'll er... Have something else."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh laughed. "Alright. It doesn't matter; we'll get you something else..." He turned to Scheer again. "Got any idea of what else they serve in here, drinks wise? It seems to vary from inn to inn..."

[Scheer]

Scheer smiled "Indeed it is far, this is the first inn I've been too in three long days, I'm sure you could get, er, water" He shrugged. Not knowing,  "It couldn't hurt to ask, they have to have some, or at least a well you could access" He shrugged again, and sipped his ale "I don't rightfully know."

[Dr. Strange]

"Now to go entertain for a while.." He mumbled, walking into another furson. "Oh! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..." He trailed off and looked up at him, curiousity getting the better of him. He had bumped into a scaly fox. "I'm sorry. The name's Eli." He smiled timimdly and held out his hand, gentlemanly.

[Marquis Lythis]

The elephant man got up, saying to Ishe, "Priestess, go back to your homeland. Look, most people this far west don't know about Delidyndr. Heh, I only know because I was fool enough as a young man to go with a traveling merchant caravan ...Though while I'd love to figure out how you even got this far west, it's past time I made sure everyone's still working in the mine since break is over."He bowed a little to the priestess, then headed for the door. She had bowed her head in turn, and waved as he left.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Kapei sighed. Just about the only person apparently capable of keeping weirdo's away had just left. He needed to find his trainer, and his best bet was one of the two warriors in the corner... but he didn't have the guts to speak to them, they might slice his head off.

Fyroh took another gulp of his ale. "Supposed to be finding a kid who needs training with the blade... I can't see anyone here with a sword, though; not one that needs training, at least." He couldn't see Kapeis sword from his viewpoint; not only that, but he didn't even look properly, just turned his head and glanced around.

[Kid Jojo™]

name:Sirein Flyvelt
age:11
species:silver wold
fur Coloring & Any Special Markings:white underbelly,transparent thin black stripes along right arm,dark grey from both elbows down
clothing [if any]:a pair of black pants,a thick yellow bar on each at knee,and black knee boots,and a sweater cap with a duck bill turned to one side and covering one eye
eye coloring:right eye:silver/left eye:top half:yellow,bottom half:silver
weapons:5" black-bladed pocket knife
setting:in bar sitting beside fyroh drinking root beer
Other:male;little brother to sammie (confuseded)
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i raised meh glass and took a sip,looking around at all of the older furrs and smelling the pine wood burning in the fire beside the bar

[Marquis Lythis]

The priestess got up, taking her staff with her, and walked to the Keep, staff jingling with each step. She signed something to him for a moment, then gave him some strange coinage for a meal and drink. He studied the coins for a moment then nodded, calling to the back for a plate of food. she walked back and sat back down, resting the staff once again on her shoulder, the tip planted into the floor in front of her. She began waiting for the food to arrive, eyes closed and smiling to herself.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Ayame's stomach was still reminding her it was still there and deprived, and she was beginning to tire from traveling without the proper rest. "Water would be fine."

[Kid Jojo™]

i looked over to the female and smirked, "..light drinker eh?" i took a sip out of my drink