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Strength



"I explained that weakness is something sooner or later we have to learn to accept, as it is inherent to mortality."

"Sooner or later we all confront ourselves with a task beyond our possibilities. No matter how strong we are."
*This woman is wise*

"He claimed that it resides in warfare. I then posed him a question.."

"Three great man face each other. Where does strength lie? In the warrior who kills countless men? In the king with a purse big enough to purchase his services? Or in the silent blade of the assassin who may slay the king in his sleep?"
*Brute, Political, Determination*

"Who lives? Who dies?"
*The being that gets to make that choice surely has all the power they ever need*

"...tis quite difficult to see just where true strength does lie. A year ago I may even had said the King. But in recent months, even gods die and I witness the death of one myself. Although, prehaps true strength lies within ones will."

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"I think... strength lies anywhere and nowhere.
I would say a fraction of it is true might.
The rest is what people perceive as powerful.
Gold is powerful because we put value in it.
A king is powerful because he has subjects who follow him."

*She's perceptive as well as insightful*

"Power rise and fall..it always does."

"...you are not too far off. In fact... power without purpose goes as far as a carriage with square wheels."
*Who is this woman!*

"Aye, sorta like a persons dreams..dreams without goals..is just a dream. But you make a good point. Anywhere and nowhere."

"Well..I surely dont mean to keep you up. You have my Thanks for the packages you sent. They have been most helpful. Knowledge...thats a power welcoming."

"Oh, it was a pleasure talking to you...And Knowledge is a power that doesn't dim when shared. Quite the contrary."
*Clever girl*

I am asked what strength is. Strength is the ability to not do to others only the things that were done to you. It is said, that you should “do unto others as you would have them do unto you”, but strength takes that even further and says, "I can give more than what I received in life, I can be more than those who gave me little, I can do more for others than what was done for me." Strength, though well aware of the pain that is aroused by drawing from a well that is not naturally replenished by others, continues to replenish that well so that it may draw from those beautiful innate waters, so that it may give to others even those things that were not given unto it.

"Why didn't you ask her what she meant by power?"

"Because power is what everyone themselves think it to be"

"I think you were on to something when you said it was the will."

"A persons will, a persons determination measures their true extent of power.."

"look at that beetle..."

*After a brief moment and reflexive reactions, the beetle laid dead with a few darts piercing its body.*

"You wanted me to look at the beetle."

"Aye and you brought it down before it could slip into the gates"

"Before you could get a word out too."

"The question is, who was in control of power..you holding the darts that killed the beasts , or the man that made you look at the beast that lead you to slay it without him lifting a finger?"

"Everyone had a piece."

"Good answer...Everyone in their own ways..holds power."

True strength? There is no conflict with vulnerability or humility. Indeed, vulnerability and humility are essential here, and ultimately what makes strength true. One does not don the mask of strength in response to fear, which is a con, like those crazy small reptiles that stand up on their hind legs and spread useless wings to intimidate as a last resort. You stand there in self-respect for fok sake and take it with some courage, responding in accordance with your honest values, taking sincere responsibility for them. Stand up for who you truly are, not the image you would like to sell, nor shrink to fit into the false harmony around you.

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If ever someone asked the bartender of the Broken Goblet about Candlekeep, he was tell you..

"Thy Keep is far mor' then a mer' library of books and knowledge that I promise. Speakin with the folks over there is dangerous but also insightful. Ye be sure one thing after yer had a chat with the Lady of the Keep, the lass learn of you as well as learn you."

As The bartender of the Broken Goblet left the long path that lead to Candlekeep, he couldn't help but think of the Archdruid given advise if he was ever to meet the Lady of the Keep.


"Tell her you have a inkless Quill"

*That bloody green cheeky bastard. Almost did it...out of curiosity*
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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Selli'O Redi'O

"Ahoy Seli!"

"Oi! Red!"

"Where yer goin lad?"

"Treasure huntin, want in?"

"Let me change fer it proper"

"Now that's wot I call proper"

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The sound of swords clashing against sword ring into the oceans air. Boots stomp and pivot on the hard decks spinning and shifting to place the wearers in the rightful positions! A bartender and a true pirate faced off fighting another pirate crew that had means to make them plundering prey. But the seasoned pirate and the bartender had smiles on their faces, for they came for just what they came to do, have fun a Shore' way!

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Side by side the pair fenced and parried, slashed and lunged, confusing their targets putting them on the defensive. Thick tiefling horns head butted the nose of men before he gave a tip of his hat along with a cheery smile. All the while an evil blade came across to cut windpipes. The tiefling in the tricorn used every bit of resource he had, even his bloody tail to trip or disarm targets! As for the bartender, his sword had been hungry nearly a whole tenday, the taste of blood was quenching and soon it was over indulging in a feast. Blood didn't drip from the sword, it spilled...

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"So what now Sel?"

"Ever fought a troll?"

"Only the ones near Candlekeep"

"Come, I'll show yer some real nasty buggers"

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"Sel! This place stinks!"

"Aye, and their ugly buggers."

The bartender grinned within his mind, for he knew Red was having some fun and got to see places he's yet to seen before. But that's how he does things in the Shore', what ever it took to keep patrons wanting more.'
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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Realm of Shadows..



"Do you know how to get to the Shadow Realm?"

"I can take you there today; tomorrow too!"

"Be ready"

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“Some say, the brightest flame can casts the darkest shadow.
Others say the brighter the light, the deeper the shadow.
But I will tell you, there isn't a darkness like the realm of Shadows.”


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The air felt strange in a world with no color. Everything was dark, everything was black. All movements were confusing. Just when a shadow was merely a shadow, it came to life and attacked. The only thing familiar was the tailed woman by his side and the woman of frost. If naught for the many ventures, the many dungeons, he would have felt totally confused along side the intimate woman. Boots shifted and pivoted, distanced measured, from the flurry of blades to the nimbleness of feet, every shadow, every thing of horror dissipated . The place didn't go without its fair sounds filled with grunts and pants, as shrieking shadows meant to separate the three from their very life.

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Although the bartender did have a real purpose to come to the realm of shadows. And such the purpose was found, it was as suspected. And he always finds out what he wants to find out.

“Every man carries with him through life a mirror, as unique and impossible to get rid of as his shadow.”
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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Fillin' Belly's



Piracy is an act of robbery or criminal violence by ship or boat-borne attackers upon another ship or a coastal area, typically with the goal of stealing cargo and other valuable goods. Those who conduct acts of piracy are called pirates. But what drives these men and women to acts of piracy? Greed? Search for power and dominance of the seas? Some people would say that, but in truth there's all sorts of reasons that could lead them to piracy. But one of the most common reasons is simply, the need to feed. Bellies filled with food, and bellies filled with rum is enough to leave a pirate happy enough to feel like a king.

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The many men and woman who are not fortunate enough to be born a noble with maids and servants to cater to their every whines and wishes, must seek out other means when they are hungry or unable to purchase the clothes and material needs. Some of these very pirates have families to feed. And most of residence of the Shore' needs a good drink.

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The Broken Goblet serves drinks only. It does not serve food, however patrons are allowed to bring in their own food. There was once a troublesome mischief of a tiefling that had often times brought food for the patrons for what ever reason. And for what ever reason, the bartender of the Broken Goblet had decided to travel the past couple of days to purchase a variety of food.

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Tables filled with glazed roasts, grilled salmon, seared meats, loafs of bread, and even rum cake left the patrons of the Broken Goblet feasting and carousing all the while drinking from their goblets made of blown glass with golden steams made of various designs. Tables surrounded by pirates, smugglers and thieves indulging in a delicious meats.

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"What exactly are you doing?"

"Well everybody still recovering from the Gods mess, and slowly goin back to their normal lives. Plus business has been good"

"Ah. I thought it is some sort of holiday you are celebrating by giving out free food."

"Come on over to the bar, yer look like yer can get a bite yerself"

"Thank you. I shall accept. Travelling long distances can leave one hungry."

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When the bartender of the Broken Goblet was asked why he was passing food out, he gave whatever excuse that came to mind. But what he was really thinking was ...

“Make it a habit to feed at least one hungry person in your neighborhood every day,
and there won't be any need for soup-kitchens in the world.
Be thankful for what you have; you'll end up having more.
If you concentrate on what you don't have, you will never, ever have enough.”


Happy Thanksgiving to my second community.
Baldur's Gate the Sword Coast Chronicles

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*Patrons that frequent the Broken Goblet would find a lot of food and drinks set on top of the bar, even if the bartender known as Sel had already retired for the night*
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“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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Chaotic, Charisma and Calamity



"When you put together deep knowledge about a subject that intensely matters to you, charisma happens.
You gain courage to share your passion, and when you do that, folks follow.
But life is nothing without a little chaos to make things interesting.”


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"Do you want to go adventure with me, or are you too nervous?"

"Shite..."

"... What?"

"What are you doin there..? "

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"...."

I've met many of people around the Sword Coast, and various other places from early memories of Neverwinter. But the types that always give me anxiety are the chaotic oblivious types that hold so much power. Their often spontaneous, and when a person has such destructive power and spontaneous equally the same, you get what I consider calamity. One particular such person is a red headed woman name Mathilde. She drinks the strongest liquor not for reasons, but simply because. When magic was wild from the Times of Troubles, she still carelessly casted spells as if nothing was yet wrong with the world of magic. Part of me likes to think the woman knew full well in what she was doing, but the truth and from past experience of having my hair fall out because of such a woman leaves only the evidence of a bloody walking hazard of a woman....But her destructive ways always held some...charisma.

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In everyone's life, there will always be a person that leaves calamity in their wake. Purposefully or naught, every calm following river needs its rapid currents to do away with unwanted settlements that sit and linger in the bottom of the streams. Some consider it a means for balance in the world. For others, these type of people are a walking disaster!

Life is nothing without a little...
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Chaos to make it interesting...
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If ever someone asked the bartender of the Broken Goblet on what he thought about chaos in the world, he would tell you..

“Chaos was the law of nature, Order was the dream of men.
My plunderin' life before meeting Mattie was so simple and decided,
now after her...It's just...After.”
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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What's Power, What's Duty

"I've made my thought exercise with people about power lately."
"Power?"
"It's pretty straightforward. What is power?"
"Whats your definition of Power?"
"Are you trying to learn more about me by having me define what powers means to me? Nice try."
"Clever girl."
"There's another one that's been on my mind. What is duty?"
"..Power can be many things depending to each person."
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"I would be one to say ..Knowledge is power. But we all heard, of folks that wish to have power to do good and power to do evil, yet power itself is not evil, so I will also say knowledge is not evil either. Guess it really depends on what you consider is power. The three of us might see it differently, or one the same. Give her for an example, I feel knowledge is power, yet I cant even get a squeaking chirp out of this one. Feelin a bit powerless if yer git my meanin."

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The smart way to keep people passive and obedient,
is to strictly limit the spectrum of acceptable opinion,
but allow very lively debate within that spectrum...

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The greater the power, the more dangerous the abuse.
Many people of good and evil and even the ones in between,
Seeks power thinking to gain dominance of others.

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Incredible change happens in your life,
when you decide to take control of what you do have power over,
instead of craving control over what you don't.
A person don't need a throne or all the magical energy in the world to be powerful,
A lot of thinking and a stroke of a quill can be equally effective.

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"I'm sorry for being such a mystery. But your thoughts on what powers means are very interesting. I hope you're not going to make us write a paper about it..."

"Nay...Far as duty goes..if I was to define duty I'd simply pay a person to paint you on a wall. Yer one of the few dutiful folks I know. I'd pit duty with ..diligence. People like you, like the priestess Ashenie, like me ...day in and day out, we continue doing what we do. No matter what walls we face, or what disadvantage curses us. Patrons or not, I come here everyday waiting to serve. You patrol the roads, providing escorts to mages, regardless if the roads are clear and empty. Ashenie, who carries the heavy burden of Ilmater himself, continues collecting herbs and healing the sick or hurt and caring for the orphans regardless if her God was silence or not. That is duty in its most purest form in my opinion. And such duty I myself bloody respect with great regard."


Think of responsibility as a blessing, not a burden.
Do not distinguish between superior and inferior work.
What matters is not where you work but how you work.

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And the bartender of the Broken Goblet, considers that mindset...
Dutiful.
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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The Goblet and the Shore' ?

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"Maybe. Alas, Elves and Roaringshore don't go hand in hand. As much as I may like the bartender."

"Ah, is that where you are from?"

"You can say that. Don't forget luv, I'm not the Shore, I merely serve them drinks."

"Could serve other places too, you know! Maybe not one you'll listen to,"

"I've personally never been there, but I hope to someday."

"As much as I would love to invite pretty to the Goblet..tis in a Pirate Village. And well...the boys and lasses there be a bit..hard legged ..out on the Seas a lot ..rowdy at times. And don't every one tend to take up some side work time to time? Guess it will depend..on what sort of offer is to be made..and if ..Its enticing enough."

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Wot's this? Someone ain't be knowin where Roaringshore is? They ain't be knowin where me Broken Goblet is? Bugger! Tha just wont do. Why tis the finest Pirate village nestled in a small deepwater cove on the coast about a third of the way south from the mouth of the Winding Water toward the city of Baldur's Gate! If swaggerin folks ain't be knowin how to get to the Shore', then Im'a have ta learn em sumthin'!

It's bloody simple, any fresh boots can take the ferry ride from the Harbor Docks within the City of Baldur's!
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Bloody hells they can even ask the Boatman Tom along the Chionthar River to take em!
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Blasts! And even if they traveled from north of the farmlands to Ulgoths Beard, they can ask Boatman Nelvin for bloody sakes!
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Each blimey boatman or ferryman will take them to Navigator Claidus and thus land their boots on the Shore'!
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Roaringshore! Where transgressors are left hanging to serve as reminders to any and all that goes against the free men and woman!
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And then! Ther by thee Broken Goblet! The finest place in the Shore for the lads and lass to get a good drink! Where pirates and lawless folk come to brawl and carouse! Their first thought is to roll into the Goblet swords drawn, and swagger as they promenade along the raised entry dais and down toward the bar. It's the place to be seen and the place to be killed in, if the body count of the last few years is any indication. Don't go here unless you're very good with a blade, alert, have a lot of well-armed friends with you, and are protected against poisons. Patrons beware, this place is strongly warded, newly cast spells are twisted and lost! The staff here go armed with daggers, boot knives, and steel knuckle spikes. Overly amorous patrons are warned that the large men with many
scars are large men with many scars, but the buxom wenches with the long lashes and ready smiles are doppelgangers. They often respond to overly familiar touches with a dagger strike and a shift in the form of one hand into a loose curtain of flesh that can be slapped over a patron's face to smother or blind him!
The street door is guarded by two house guards with orders to keep it clear so that access is denied to none. Brawls are thus prevented from erupting on the way in and out the door and harming trade.

And it be manage by some lovely bartender's!
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And besides! Who doesn't like drinkin from such a Goblet as these!
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The bartender of the Broken Goblet made sure each of the ferry and boatmen would tell new travelers on how to reach Roaringshore. If ever someone was to ask the bartender how to find the Broken Goblet, he was tell them...

"Ye stick yer bloody nose high in the air and follow the smell of a good bottle of rum!"


Moments later....

"Psssst....Were you day dreaming?"

"Nae much Mattie, just been countin me coins and thinking of the comin days tis all. What of yer self?"

"Not much! Rose became a full fledged members of the House yesterday!"

"Did she now? Well thats good, that be meaning the both of ya can steal me the Matrons undergarments"

"That's not my job, Sel!"

"I just curious what a noblewoman wears for an undergarment."

"I dont think they wear the fun types"

"Fine, guess I will need to find out on me own"

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And who says there's no fun in the Shore?

"HUZZAH!"

“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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A Taverns Beginning



"Ello"

"Ello? No word , no message, not even a "I'm still alive don't worry" note to Pike for me?"

"Course I'm alive. I ain't that well known yet. Suppose I coulda left word with Pike but Ye had other things ta focus on...So ye gonna stand there or give a kiss? Maybe ask where and why I've been?"

*He grinned then laughed as he suddenly closed the distance*

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All stories have a beginning, and they can begin from anywhere.
A run in at the market, or a stop by a campfire, in a dark musk filled dungeon,
an introduction from friends and companions, and even from a tavern.


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When people say "Lets set sail", it often means to embark on a journey.
Stories of pirates and their love for the seas are normally that very thing.
Sea wind in your hair, the oceans mist spraying against your face.
The feel of triumph when a successful haul was made.


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Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.


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Why stand back choosing not to explore, not to dream not to discover. Not to embark on a journey. One upon a time I was taught that you set sail and go where the wind takes you, and don't look back. It had taken me sometime to understand that very meaning. But I understand it now, to look back is to regret. Tis better not to have regrets. I would know for my regrets are many, and I would not even wish it upon enemies. There will always be rough days and easy ones. Like a ship, we must sail through both.

----1345 DR----

With such the mindset, you can start with nothing, in search for something...
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"Welcome to the Elfsong pretty boy."

"So this the place where I can find work?"

*Smirks* "That depends pretty boy, if you ask the right questions and the right person."

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----1358 DR----

To having more than what you can handle...
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"So was wondering, need a helpin hand bartendin? Lookin for some work."

"Though we'll not give you a management position, the Broken Goblet is in need of a bartender. As in, you're free to work here officially. Good luck on making Roaringshore popular! I personally think it's a high task!"

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"...I did enjoy yer enthusiastic greetin"

"...I could make it better along with rum and food."

*A pair of laughs echo's high into the nights air*

Aye set the sails and go where the wind takes you, and no matter what winds are created against you, you can adjust your sails to navigate and continue your travels. In the year of the Time of Troubles 1358 DR, there was a bartender that worked in the Broken Goblet within the pirate village of Roaringshore. If ever asked what to do when things seem to be in your way of progress, he would tell you...

“When all seems to be against you, remember, a ship sometimes has to sail against the current, not with it.”


"Even my story began in a tavern."
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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A Quiet Day


Maybe naught....

To be continued later in the day....

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Later in the day....

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Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven't the answer to a question you've been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you're alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully.

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However other times, a good gossip or rumor can be quite enticing to the ears. And the bartender of the Broken Goblet so loves a juicy gossip and rumor's. Yet sometimes You can hear rumors. But you can't always know them. It's been said by some people that ...Rumors are carried by haters, spread by fools, and accepted by idiots. But at the same time it can be said...Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.

"You see, I fail to understand how can people agree to follow a man like Manshoon, didn't he try to kill us all a few years back?"

"I don't know. I didn't care for Selengil, I don't care for Manshoon, I'm more of a Tarina guy."

"Ah I knew it!, Yer takin a likin to the bone lady with the hips!"

"Tarina is a good friend of mine."

"She still got nice hips, meet her once, seen her twice. I heard however she use to work at Darius. Funny thing that, how she end up over in the big ol, black castle."

"So you believe in Tarina more than in the cause. I believe the Darius tried to use her for their own ends - and that plan turned against them. Which is fine. That's how politics is. One wins, the other loses."

"Why the hell do you think I even marked a rune in Roaringshore? I follow Sel's lead, too."

"Cant help it luv, I'm savvy." *Winks*

Word on the roads, rumors, gossip's what ever folks call them, always seem to pass through taverns. But it is very true, even some some people hear them, they will never know of them. But when a person does hear them, it's new found knowledge no matter how old they can be. Sometimes even things that have happen of long pass can still or always be useful. I was once taught in my youth, pay attention to even the smallest of details, for you may never know how big of an importance it may become later.

"I am looking for one able to banish a little girl into the Abyss."

"W-aait what?"

"Did you not hear? Apparently that's what happened to Amos' daughter."

"...That... is...I cannot even begin to describe it."

"Heroic, is the word you are looking for. No doubt."

"Heroic my arse. That is vile. Base. Repulsive. No one deserves to be bound to the Abyss for eternity. Not even the most ugly bastard living in this world."

"I had wondered what happen to his daughter, thought she buggered out after he gave up everythin."

"...after the murder of Feleron... things went sour...he was brought back to life after a while. He's alive and among us - this happened the last year I believe."

"Death is only a stepping stone for the truly talented."

"..Cant believe that did that to a young'n..oh well's at least the best part of the day is, I ain't need to jump on Volstaggs misery wagon."

"Because of your girl being back?"

"Aye" *Grins*

"This a bad day at black rock, first my wand was returned by an ungrateful Mudd, now my customers have their customers dithering, a trader ought to make gold not spend it"

"Then perhaps you need to visit the Temple of Tymora and give offerin"

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The nearby campfire crackles the burning wood and causes shadows to dance by the flickering of flames, the smell of the ocean was thick in the air, while the occasion of dogs barking off in the distance. Gulls squawk from high above looking for a good catch to fill their feathered bellies. Life in the Shore is never predictable. A lawless land of free men and women with pirates, thieves and smugglers, and other shady or brutal sorts. It bartender came to realize, weather or not he's in the tavern or the outside in the fresh air of the Roaringshore, the good talk will always reach his ears. And it definitely doesn't come in the taverns header!

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"Sel!"

"Um...Whot you...d-doin in..here?!"

"I have to tinkle!"

"..."

"No, I was just snooping about!"

"In the header?..."

"What's in the crates and barrels?"

"Ale, wine, rum and more rum!"

"Hum! Well, that's not very exciting!"

"Don't lean on this one."

"Why not?"

"Oi thats too much personal questions, would you like me tellin folks your personal exploits!?"

"Well, no!"

Later in the rising morning the bartender shakes his head in disbelief. Why does the strangest of conversations happen within the header. A place of storage, a place to piss and shite. He suddenly bursts forth into a uncontrollable laugh for he knew such the question was useless. This was the Shore' after all. Only such the things would happen in the Shore'. To expect decency in Roaringshore is futile, he would have a better chance marring a noble woman.

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"Welcome to the Goblet. You folks gonna have to go to Pike for drinks, I ain't on shift yet and will be needin to step out for personal things soon."

"You always abandon me!"

"I haven't come here for drinks, I'm here for the show"

"..its yer own bloody fault for comin when Rose not around and finding me always at the end or the start of me shift...Wot bloody show?"

"No doubt Rose's show!"

"The show, western people gathering and getting drunk"

"Yer got yer poisonus lips all over Rose, she too busy gettin her fok'n face sucked, she barely even showin anythin in here.!"

"Poisonous lips?!"

"Aye, probably laced with some addiction substance. But then again , my coins been stacking since I aint having to pay her every night"

"You're pushing it today!"

"Says the woman that barges in the header when a man be usin it!"

"It's my great personality, Sel! Perhaps if you were more like me she'd perform more often, You didn't exactly leave a warning sign up!"

"Yer arse ever heard of knockin?"

"And you weren't peeing when I went down there!"

"Mattie....shush ..befor this fella get the wrong impression"

"Too late."

"And here I came to discuss something important, you're too busy talking about your inkless quill!"

"Inkless....Yer know, if ain't for Rose..I be sur'n otherwise to that statement, but Rosey important to me so I wont hurt her feelin's none."

"Was that a compliment? I knew you were secretly in love with me!"

"Oh bloody hells! Don't you even start sayin that shite!"

"Are you the owner or not?"

"Owner no, bartender yes. Why yer askin?"

"I was directed here to look for people capable of handling themselves with a variety of disciplines, that encompass agility of fingers, wit, fair knowledge of some arcane mechanisms and such I'm looking, in particular, for one that's a master in those."

" Directed eh? Well at the moment....Only pirates, folks that handles ships, and troublemakers and merchants are here. Do feel free to ask around"

"Then this is not the place I'm looking for"

"Sounds like city talk few jacks there."

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If someone ever asked the bartender of the Broken Goblet if he gets quiet days of rumors and gossips, he would tell them...

"Ain't a day go by that I ain't hear somethin juicy or interestin. What may not be nothin interestin to yer, could be to someone else. What to know the good thing of it all? I deal with all kinda folks that come around the bar and even outside in the Shore and guess what? I ain't even need to go anywhere to hear all the good things. The key to good eavesdropping is letting the talk to come ya while yer havin' a drink. Word spread because word will spread"

"Oh and ..."

“Don't waste your time with explanations, people only hear what they want to hear.”
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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((OOC - Reminder))

My post in the Broken Goblet thread is for the DM team to see the activity and cause many has took to it as entertainment and I try to provide. However I would like remind folks, pleased do not use my material to Metagame. If you were not there , then you do not know. At times I will upon my closing of my post Indicate a rumor to be shared. If not, players will just have to seek me out ingame and ask the right questions. Fair warning depending who you are, the right questions or the biggest bag of coins may not get you anything :lol:
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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((OOC))

Just wanted to share what bit of improvements I'm making learning the editing

((Few mistakes still but learnin!))
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“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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No Names..
The minstrel played a song, the very song that first drew him to her. Those many months ago when he was near drunk and checking into the Blades and Stars Inn. That sound, that sweet sound risen the hairs on the back of his neck. Disbelief was the expression, entranced he became, soothing of his soul was the conclusion. The bartender had just finished speaking with a hooded patron that sat at the far edge of the bar. Her voice was soft, her face near hidden under her hood. She put in much effort to even hide her hands as if fearing to show any possible signs that could reveal her identity. Yet her questions where tactful if not with precision. He thought to himself, they always take the far end of the bar...when hiding.
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"The design is not an average tavern glassware, certainly. Probably cost a small fortune."
"Does it happen often? Breaking furniture."
"How did Rose come about?"
"Yer order an Ale yet yer don't seem to bloody like the Ale. I see a lass trying to fit in."
"Do you have hot water?"
"I think that one would have given it away right from the beginning."
"Tell yer what since I rather not have yer brewing leaf water on my bar, I'll give yer a choice,
one made of berries and orange..a fruit drink more so, balanced and thin, refreshing it is,
the other..well..tis called Elverquisst,
quite a fancy drink for Elves. Pretty it be."
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Yes, they always sit at the far end of the bar, or sometimes a table more secluded from the rest. It's been said that a person is not whom they think they are, but rather what they hide. And other's tend to say they can keep as quiet as they like, but one of these days somebody is going to find them. But the truth is, It is a joy to be hidden, and disaster not to be found. The bartender himself knew very well, that If you stay hiding for too long, a person will one day, become lost. And it will be most difficult to find yourself internally. He knew all too well that very feeling of being consumed to the darkness.
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" What brought you here? Or is it a question one should not ask?"

"I tell yer..the answers quite simple. ..I'm here because of the Gate."

"Not to your liking?"

"The city of Baldurs was once a place I called a true home. Spent over a decade in it. Love the streets, loved the taverns and its people. But times has changed...The bloody city got too prissy, and fokin' annoyin'. Stories were no longer stories, campfires no longer shared good tales or rumors. More and more buggers seem to think, where they came from, who they are, was of my interest or a must know thing."

"Some might say opposite things."

"Aye truth in yer words but quite few of them some."

"The ones I meet usually want to take my coin, eat me or disintegrate... well, something along those lines. It does make travel alone a challenge."

"And dun let me start gettin into the bleedin politics of things either. Bloody nobles and their titles. More corrupt then the Fist I tell yer"

"Nae think I've sseen yersel' roun' the shores, Whaa'n be yer namee lass?"

"You haven't."

The bartender couldn't help but grin. So many times he's seen patrons come into the Broken Goblet, giving praise to its reputation only to find means to ask a bunch of questions while trying to blend in to their surroundings. Women tend to say things about men like ..

"When you judge a woman by her appearance it doesn't define her, it define you"
Well then, lets test that theory...


"Subtle, reclusive, evasive, shady, intriguing, not appearing who they intend to be, a person with many secrets.."

Aye, clearly a person who's hiding something.
“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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Due's to Umberlee'



The night grew dark over the skies of Roaringshore, a few gulls high in the air still lingered awaiting to take their fill, hungry hounds barking off in the distance. The gathering commotion took place down at the southern docks. Pirates and slavers as well as smugglers filled the creaking planks near the water filled with debris. The Wavelord, a priest of Umberlee gave sermon.

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"This year has seen much turmoil. Magic went awry, ships went missing, sea monsters were plentiful.
Even the gods themselves have faced trouble. But as they have persevered, so did we!
Umberlee, the Queen of the Seas, has returned and we who traverse her domain need to pay our dues to her. For she brings both calamity and treasure upon the daring and those that humble themselves before her!
And today, we shall do so as we do every year. However, as you have NO DOUBT have noticed!"
We have the most auspicious bounty to give onto the Bitch Queen! Elves!"


*The crowd erupted*
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*Pirates cheered*
"YEAH!"
"Hah! Good!"
"Bwahahaha!"
"Damn me, they got elves?!"
"The High Captains indeed were blessed by Umberlee last few days!"
"They have captured an entire ship crossing the Sea of Swords, carrying elves!"
"Over seventy elves- men, women and children- all healthy. Ripe for clasping in irons and selling. And so they did! Joining us is Sul Alkahir, a great mage of Calimshan that has bought the most of the slaves and paid great gold for it."



"Seems a waste to throw them onto the sea, unless you use them as bait for something..."
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"Oy, pal! There's elves back there?"
"Wait- serious?!"
"Damn straight!"
"What, more elves?"
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"Try it and you'll need two eye patches"
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The bravery of warriors are at times an admirable trait. Other times, it could be considered foolish. Why a lone elf would think to attack hundreds of pirates is beyond my comprehension. The cries of injured pirates with arrows in their bodies followed the attack. But then the scream of a dying elf soon concluded the very same thing.

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In the end, he watched many elves die in a sacrifice given as an offering,
to the Bitch Queen.


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Umberlee was the evil sea goddess in the Faerunian pantheon, most often worshiped by sailors or people traveling by sea, out of fear of her destructive powers. She was known as a particularly malicious, petty, greedy, and vain deity who controlled the harshness of the sea while reveling in her own power and was not hesitant to drown people if she so pleased.

And the most sickening of the whole thing, was when an Orc blood, with flesh black as pitch ate the heart of an elf..

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“We drink to get drunk, we get drunk to fall asleep, when we fall asleep, we commit no sin, when we commit no sin, we go to the Heaven's. So I say, let's drink till we reach the Heaven's! Huzzah!"

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Soon after returning on the caravan from Soubar, and after overhearing some of the rumors of what transpired on the one night she was absent from the Shore, the redheaded pickpocket that had made herself a semi-permanent fixture at the Goblet could soon be seen leaving the village in a sullen mood.
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