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Sorry all but I don't know who is in the tavern so I didn't tag anyone...
Now to finish Arden's post.
Serene's Folly
EVERYONE INSIDE THE TAVERN


With impeccable timing, and the gnome ordeal now over, Kyzler made himself known. His appearance and attire was obvious of his trade. A hunter.
His outfit held an array of weapons, tools and trinkets in every place he could put one, weaved through belts, in extra patches and pockets, ect ect.

He came onto the main floor through the back door, but he did not come alone. With a thick heavy rope taught tightly over his shoulder he dragged a half subdued hog tied gnome behind him. Making his way to an appropriate sized corner table he got straight to work.

There was the loud cluttering smash of cups and cutlery as Kyzler cleared the table with one foul swoop. Then a thud followed as he replaced the items with the gnome instead. Skilfully he reworked the ropes and soon the wriggly creature was bound to the table. But rope was not enough.
With purpose designed pitons and a heavy headed gimpy, the hunter proceeded to nail the creatures limbs to the wood.

The following sounds were proof the creature was not only still very alive but defiantly aware of pain.

Kyzler worked with an intense efficiency and practiced skill. Moving on from one thing to the next without pause or hesitation.
In his hand he found a keychain of different shapes and material holy ornaments, one by one he flicked through them and pressed them against the gnomes skin and mentally noted the reaction.

Throughout the whole ordeal he maintained a rugged roguish charm and carefree playful demeanour.
He wore a pleasantly gracious smile that was equally teasing and daring, and some what infectious. This was exceeded only by a steely gaze that tore right through the flesh as it sank into the deep depths of the soul.

"Yor all a pitiful excuse for hunters." He says with a slightly raised voice, to no one in particular but the room. His ever so slight accent giving faint hint of his hidden ancient Irish ancestry.

"But if ne'one got a problem with what ere I'm doing to our friend 'ere? Say it now!."
Clay smiled wickedly in reply to Alex's suggestion, his mind was easily led astray. But even Clay knew to mind his words around the danger that lay before him, he could smell a trap after all.
With a smirk never leaving his face he casually replied "No, I think you will help me anyway." Clay sits back, not biting the bait, not giving her an inch, taunting her with a confident arrogance.

"Ahha," he calls out aloud.
"Come meet my friend."

@Song Book@timelord1101
@Song Book. Where's your lady gone? Did Clay get her name?
Clay looked to Alex as the others left, with a sheepish shrug and a full mouth he replied.
"What? I was hungry."

He then smirks, "You'll take care of me eh? Not sure to take that as an incentive or deterrent.
Clay leans over the bar, getting closer as he whispers. Sounds kinda fun.

Without asking he steps back and goes about setting up two glasses with ice and pulls down a familiar bottle. As the amber liquid splashes into glasses he looks around the bar as if searching for someone.

"Since your back, there's someone I want you to meet. A young woman, she's a bit... Skittish. Reckon you could poke around in her head and tell me what you find?" he asked it as casually as one might ask another to 'pass the salt'.@timelord1101
A familiar scent, a familiar sound.
It tugged on the corner of his lips creating an excited and unavoidable mischievous grin.

"What, no call out for me!?"

A heavy rough voice calls out tauntingly from the kitchen space behind the bar.
Clay soon followed.
He had maintained his rugged roguish charm and carefree playful demeanour since they last met. But the tavern being the tavern, neither knew exactly how long that was for the other.

He gifted her a gracious pleasant smile as he greeted her with a nod. It was equally teasing and playful, and some what infectious. His daring eyes seemingly happy to fall upon a familiar face. This was followed by a deep inquisitive gaze, the type that tore away flesh and sank instantly to the depths of the soul.

"You know you can't just shout 'n expect him to show" Clay huffs with a sense of a disgruntled grudge.
The tall muscular man eyes the conversation beside him of two new faces. 'Odd fellow' he thinks to himself with a frown as he reaches over and helps himself to a handful of fresh chips.

Clay turns back to the woman, having forgotten where they last left off.
" So doll, what ya been up to?"

@Timelord1101@Shmektheshmuck@Blueflame
<Snipped quote by Dark Light>

creepy stalker...


Lol, XD
It's probably not the first time I've asked.
TL has been here since close to the beginning, so over a year now.
And when you live in Australia everywhere else is exotic and more interesting.

On the back of that I was in the US a few months ago, and it was an amazing holiday!
@Dark Light

I've moved houses, moved in with shitty boyfriend and I'm soon to be moving to New York. I just started a new job and life is hell but I've just found the time to get back on.

Scarecrows, eh?

Sounds like ye had tonnes of fun there.


Shitty boyfriend? That doesn't sound good?
New York sounds AWESOME tho! Where you live atm?
Well good luck with the new job and hope life gets better soon!
@Song Book

Ok, I'll get something up later tonight.
Just because you asked so nicely. ;)

Will be good to get things rolling again.
@WeepingLiberty Lol No screenshot necessary, (this time) and you are a good RP partner, don't be silly!
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