Life at the Shiney Coppers
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A local sporting a Peace Keeper cloak walks into the Coppers and looks around the common room. After a moment he walks over to counter, plops down on a stool and has a word with Jario.
'Ey Jario, if you see Cray in here any time soon mind lettin' him know that Vidar is looking for 'im? Might have a business proposition for the man.
I'd appreciate it.
Vidar walks on over to sit in front of the fire, enjoying several drinks before tipping the barkeep and stumbling out at the end of the night.
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Cray notices Mystic sitting alone by the fire, so he slinks down in the chair beside her. He smiles and greets her.
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Hearing about the rumor that Crays in town and wanting to catch up. Mystic makes a visit at the Coppers. She gets her usual from Jario, slightly heated and spiced red wine, walks over to the fire and slides down in a chair.
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_After a long absence… Cray walks into the Coppers one night. He looks weary and a little tattered, but at the same time suspiciously youthful.
One of his eyes gleam, as he sneaks off to a corner to sit by himself with a glass of wine. Cray begins to count endlessly through the night, from a mellon sized sack of assorted coins. Crays faithful Eyeball Lefty watches over, wary of any suspect characters, and their hands.
If anyone asks Cray about his absence or youthfulness. With a wry grin, he simply says he was, "away at an exclusive spa"._
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Mystic walks in, heading directly to the bar asking Jario:
If anyone of these gentlemen happen to come by… Drelan Ashire, ... peacekeeper Cray Vincint or the other mage.. Kyan. Anyone of them will do... tell them Mystic River needs to speak with them and it is quite urgent.
.. then she walks out
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Arthur is seen traveling with Eragor and Varia in through Kuo Tua, then into the mines coming back exhausted, after some rest he goes to speak with the Minotaur blacksmith about Gond and is seen offering up some of his own hand made pickaxes to Gond. After the offering he begins searching for others of Gond to learn more about him.
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Varia is spotted at the Coppers seemingly in a bit of a mood almost arguing with herself and her familiar. Though for the most part it seems to be mostly gibberish and possibly ranting. She is occasionally spotted with various books on various topics in a variety of languages. Perhaps one of those languages is the gibberish she's speaking?
When approached by customers she politely nods and continues her research usually with a cup of tea and either pie or hot wings nearby. She doesn't seem much for conversation though seeming absorbed in her work. What ever she's researching seems to have her full focus. Normally she seems to read almost non-stop until she's practically falling asleep where ever she's working before finally packing up and heading off to rest.
When she's not studying or reading she can be seen heading off to the surface for some unknown reason. Sometimes she's gone for days. When she returns she usually heads straight for the library and begins the process all over again.
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Mystic is seen sitting on the bar top, quite comfortable, discussing the rich dark red blueberry wine with a distinct but not unpleasant iron taste to it.
"The Coppers should import it from the north she says - Damara or Vaasa I am not quite sure"
Then she goes on talking about this silvery white haired elf that gone hiding east due to some lunatic hunting him.
"I havent seen him in weeks, he must be hiding in the the caverns under the ruins east on the way to Jiyyd"
She hops down from the bar top and walks up to the chair by the fire to finish off her precious glass of wine
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_Cray spends a day loafing in the Coppers…
Upon awakening he shuffles out of the back room, his arms crossed and laden with groceries from the surface. He unloads the stuff onto the bar. Then requests a large stack of buttermilk pancakes...
Cray plops down a pile of gold infront of Jario. Then grabs a thin wine bottle from behind the bar, and a small glass from the rack above.
Cray sits near the bar at a table, drinking icewine and smoking a cigar. He patiently waits for his cakes...
Quite an extravagant start to the day. Almost as though he's celebrating something quietly with himself._
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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.
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_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._
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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.
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… 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 meShe then grabs the bottle and the glass and wanders on… back passing brawls, bards singing and harlots working their ways...
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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.
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_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._
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_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._
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_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._
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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.
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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.
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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
