Life at the Shiney Coppers

Cray is sitting in front of the fire as usual, leaned back in his chair with his heels dug into the foot stool. Innocent Mary brings him over a coffee, but their conversation doesn't seem so innocent. The interaction ends with Cray handing Mary a sack of coin. Then suddenly that steaming cup of coffee soon finds itself unattended, as Cray and Mary walk off into the back rooms.

_Storn Moorgar and Cray Vincint were seen recently at the Shiney Coppers sitting by the fire. They were drinking libations and smoking fine cigars.

Their comradery wasn't all personal however, as during this time spent fire side. Cray gave Storn a clunky brick sized package bound in leather wrapping, in exchange for a small wooden crate with soft packing material poking out the gaps._

Moon

Mystic is seen down in the Coppers again, she and a white haired elf were seen speaking in a hushed tone with bartender Jario. Later they joined Arthur and Alucard by the fire where a more casual conversation took place.

Moon

… her rich heavy red cloak is thrown over the bar as she grabs a bottle and pours, with a slight tremble, her self a glass. There is obvious signs of frustration as she speaks out loud enough:

Once I thought the knights sworn an oath to kill all evil paus as she sips her wine once I thought the knights was cursed with immunity to fear another drink I was wrong

…as the passage after kua toa, the umberhulk territory is infested with what seems to be a beholder like creature and rumours say other beasts ….the very knights of the order above ground, I have witnesses, they told me to go kill it myself.. I have tried for weeks to gather a party to venture down there... but it seems as good deeds have become subject to selectivity... or are they too afraid to get a dent in their shiny plates. This is a new breed of knighthood, I tell you… for better or worse chuckels softly

So, I give up I admit…... any of you interested in taking on, bagging this beast, come and see me... I be in the back..room. My expectations are not that high… I wish I could say otherwise....
Lets say it is easy to positively surprise me

She then grabs the bottle and the glass and wanders on… back passing brawls, bards singing and harlots working their ways...

Moon

Mystic enters the bar .. "hear hear and be aware of news from above Peltarch gates blown to pieces, consumed in flames by red lightening… rumours say a lich is about.. is it Fendon expanding his claim of land or is it competition?" .. then awaits for any reaction… she looks around.. turns to Jario and orders the usual.

_Cray barges loudly through the front door and into the Coppers. A cigar hangs from his mouth, and he has a very expensive looking lady of the night, hanging off either side of him.

He calls out an order to the bartender, "A bottle of twenty year old Tawny Port, and three glasses!"

Him and his dames take up a table in the back._

_Cray, Meier and Aerr were seen coming into the Coppers a little worn, but in good spirits. The trio sat round the fire, Cray plopping down onto the carpet and rubbing his ankles.

Cray since his return, is now abreast of the recent troubles in Oscura. So he did not celebrate this successful adventure, the group has just returned from. Rather Cray turned the conversation to serious talks of vengence and capturing members of the PFLN._

_Out of the blue, Cray slinks into the Coppers. Returned from his abrupt and unannounced absence of a couple years ago.

He opens the door merely half way and slides into the room. A reserved and cautious expression is displayed as he surveys the patrons. He quietly shuts the door behind him. He obviously does not want any overt attention regarding his return, as he tucks his chin and snakes through the crowd over to a bar stool.

Upon ploping down on the stool he appears more relaxed, he looks around the place briefly with a hint of a smile as if it's good to be back. His reminiscent moment ends sharply, as his attention is suddenly drawn forward by the bartender. Cray orders a glass of wine and tips well.

Without hesitation Cray takes out a cigar and notches the cap with a small pocket knife. He bites down on the cigar, clenching it within his teeth, looking very deliberate and masculine. Then conjures up a small flame from his finger tip, he briefly shields the fledgling flame with his other hand, from a clumsy drunkard armfulling several glasses away from the bar. A moment later Cray is puffing away delightfully on the dark cigar, as a sweet yet earthy odor begins to permeate the air.

Cray appears more in his element now, and can be seen exchanging brief pleasantries with a young woman walking by. From behind a veil of cigar smoke, his narrowed eyes stare momentarily at the girls ass before she disappears into the crowd.

For those that look upon him long enough, Cray appears a couple decades younger than his former self. His skin is as pale and marble looking as ever. Any previous pigmentation acquired before his absence, whislt hocking potions on the surface is long gone. It seems likely that wherever Cray has been, was not above ground._

Moon

A well armoured tall red haired woman enters and briskly walks straight to the bar. She nods politely to Cortus and Martez and slides a letter over the counter to Jario, then leaves.

Preacher

He watches amused Mystic heading out and content, he turns to Jario ''as she said Jario'' then he slips on the bar some coins and leaves the coppers too keeping low profile.

Moon

She swills her glass and with an amused grin she leans in closely and whispers "Sweet Mr Reinhard….. I think...." she lingers for a moment in silence and then ".... I have to take that as an insult" She gently puts down her glass and tells Jario " the gentleman here Mr Reinhard is happy to pay for my drink" she winks at Fabian in good humour pulls up her red hood and heads out once again walking the dark alleys, and back up above ground

Preacher

Having his face covered from common view,the hooded Fabian returns a glance to Mystic and while watching the scene,he address to her roughly ''friend of yours?''

Moon

With the rich red velvet hood covering her face Mystic walks the street of Oscura. Keeping to the darkest of alleys she finally reaches the Coppers. She pulls down her hood and walks to the bar for her usual drink. She flashes a smile to Fabian and turns to the singing entertainer and …. chokes on her mulled wine when she sees Devora twisting and turning like a dead fish. She shakes her head and chuckles “The arrogant little witch truly has had a change in careers this surely suites her much better”. She raises her glass to the absurdity of it all

Crimson_Button

@d5072c5a29=Gonnar:

@d5072c5a29=Crimson_Button:

((Will need to see DM about trashing gold for outfits and the hiring of twisting prostitutes))

((Devy with her 14 charisma base would be game for playing her part as twisting prostitute for 50gp.

((//Hmm … 14 CHA? For 50 I would also expect a private lap dance. 25gp and we have a deal.))

EDIT: Done deal. Devy is one of the twisting lassies!

Gonnar

[quote="Crimson_Button"
((Will need to see DM about trashing gold for outfits and the hiring of twisting prostitutes))
((Devy with her 14 charisma base would be game for playing her part as twisting prostitute for 50gp.

Preacher

Another hooded man in leather,enters the shiny coppers and takes a slow look around.After giving everyone a quick glance he goes standing by the bar and takes a drink.While he sits alone,he examines Bon carefully and cracks a smile.

Crimson_Button

Quietly sung while strumming descretely in the corner. Bon has a zoro style face mask on again to hide his identity, with a hood and cloak.

Oscuran woman, gona mess your mind …
Oscuran woman, She's gona mess your mind ...
Hmmm Oscuran woman, gona mess your mind ...
hm Oscuran woman, She's gona mess - your - mind ...

I say O, I say S, Hmm Say C, I say U, Say R, Say A, I say ENnnnnn Hmmm…

Oscuran woman, gona mess your mind ...
Oscuran woman, She's gona mess your mind ...
Hmmm Oscuran woman, gona mess your mind ...

Pause

Stands and throws off cloak revealing a suit of mock paladin armour with an exceedingly large codpiece. An oversized holy symbol hangs around his neck. Begins ripping out some hard chords from this yartling. A pair of women flank him as he stands. They likewise take off their cloaks. They are dressed in Princess Leia style bikinis and begin to turn and twist to Bon's song.

Oh!