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Vivian is on the bottom as the most useless?...., well when the fighting starts Varis will change that list once he sees the tricks Vivian can do.

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Vivian was starting to enjoy the way the group was going. Their half elf sat alone at a counter however. Not surprising, from the way he sounded and acted he must be more used to working alone. She looked to the door and the two guards. Then to the bartendet. She finished her wine and decided to move to the bar. She didn't take a seat though. She just leaned which caused her cloak to open. Revealing a hand crossbow on either side of her. Right above her long swords. What was also revealed was on her belt. A row of six viles with a dark black liquid. The viles had the design of a black widow on it. "Good sir, someone like you would be the best person to ask this..." She said. "What can you tell me about the dunes north of here?"

The bartender looked up at the ceiling in deep thought then looked to her. "Can't really say much except that Gnoll's have claimed it as their own." He answered. Gnolls, she hated gnolls, they stunk and they were just to ugly for her tastes. If dogs could walk on two legs and were as tall as a average human, maybe bigger. That would be a clever discription one could get of a gnoll. She actually kinda wanted to get going actually. She found herself a window and could see the night was coming upon them and she smiled. "You know,.. It is almost nightfall, perfect time to get moving if we wanted to travel in much cooler circumstances." She said. She then looked to the group and sighed. "I will be going to collect our wagon. We can sleep out in the sands. Shouldn't be too bad. I will event take first watch." She did not leave it up to debate. She moved for the entrance and exited the tavern. This would give her time to poison her blades or bolts. She will be useing them shortly. Hopefully not on the half elf but on Gnoll's.

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so our characters rest and eat for a bit then we shall get on with our journey.

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I am wondering though where Blink_ is going with his character... I hope he is not trying to build a story on top of my story.

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lol I just noticed that for some reason. I always thought it was Vir-rus.

Can't change Status of my Roleplay from "Apply" to "Full"

ah thats cool, was making sure it wasnt just me or something. Thanks for answering though.

Fallout, Tales of the Wastes [Need 3-5 Characters, can be Wastelanders]

Ruth needs a repellent stick, those work better on mole rats...lol too bad the vault doesn't have Moira's secret recipe. I am curious as to where the overseers are at in all this, but it will be explained and showed.

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Dont worry Salrynn, Viv has your back.

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Vivian began to massage her brow at all the words being thrown about and then the dagger hitting the table did not help her disappoint. She did smirk at how people thought the elf useless. "Don't worry, they don't know how dangerous a bard can be." She said. Vivian knew how dangerous mind magic was, the others didn't because they never lived in the underdark. Even the bards of her kin were some of the best assassins she knew. Too bad she had to kill a few in order to escape the hell hole. She then noticed the archer moved to sit some where else it looked and she looked back to her surface cousin and sighed. Then a creature joined them that she didn't expect. A goblin who seemed to think he was a dragon. She dealt with goblins before, well not in a game of death and blood though. Most goblins where stupid and easy to mind control into doing the biding of the dark elves. Then a halfling showed up and she wasn't all that distraught about him. Halflings where quite useful in so many situations. Especially if this halfling was one of those kind of halflings. She smirked and nodded towards him. "I welcome you both to the party, I am Vivian." She spoke to the halfling and the goblin. She then looked to the elf.

"You are kind of odd for a elf though, I mean there are elf bards ,but not many elves take a fancy to ale... I find my fancy leading mostly towards wine." She said as she rose her goblet and took a sip of the red liquid within it. "It's not the best in the region either ,but if you drink it with some control you don't act like an idiot." She said. "The drow wine I had from my home land was very pleasing. Which is odd really because we don't really have much to work on. Not many berry bushes grow in the underdark where there is no sunlight." She added. She felt she needed to make the elf feel like she was welcome and not useless. She already decided that if she had to kill a member of this group it would be the half-elf. The dwarf was understandable, he was a dwarf afterall. They act that way, but are could fighters. The tall human was also very useful and only blew a casket because of the half-elf. She would could teach him a lesson in manners any day. The dance of death with her swords was something to awe at. However, that wasn't the only trick she could do. Wonder how he would feel if all he saw was pitch darkness that not even the sun could punch through. A darkness that only the most talented can see through. Or the idea of bursting into flames with out warning. The goblin looked as if he was well equiped for that as well.

She looked to the goblin and leaned forward taking another sip of her wine. "I think it is time we all tell each other our names. First names will do, again my name is Vivian." She kept her eyes on the goblin. He was infact the oddest goblin she ever saw. He looked as if what would happen if a goblin was a witch doctor. The goblin carried with him some manners though and respect. Which is more then what she could say about the half elf.

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lol