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Gloura's Wings RP thread
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 4:11 am
by Rainbow Prism
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Welcome to the Gloura's Wings, the most prestigious establishment in the Sshamath! Here you will be served a drink or feast, the quality fitting the money you pay. And many other things with more money...
Changing in her greeter dress, the half-drow comes out of the changing room and moves around under yells of the mistresses and drunk patrons, keeping the smile on her face no matter what happens. Glancing at the minotaur bouncer, even that way the woman cannot consider herself safe, suppressing her wish to kill the first customer who thrown the insult about her twin heritage. Forgetting about her true nature, the half-breed straightens her beret and ponytail, tapping her fingers on the desk without removing the smile.
Re: Gloura's Wings RP thread
Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 11:58 pm
by Rainbow Prism
It was a rush hour. So many patrons coming to get rest or temporary reprieve in the alcohol drinks. The bouncer throwing out lone low class drunk patron in the door entrance. The countless cooks and servants keeping their hard work in the kitchens, who know the price of the failed dish or poison that could fall in one of the pots. Just an usual busy fest hall activity.
The greeter was standing at the entrance, continuing her routine. At least payment was good enough to keep herself stable in this decadent city. Her smile was partially an act and true simultaneously. But not exactly smile. A vile smirk at the fact that her position was much better than that of the serving wenches who carry the plates with food and drinks, living in misery and enduring the harassment of the local drunks. So much for heritage. So much for pure blood. All these are nothing in this city if you have no power.
Snapping out her daydreaming, the half-drow resumes her service, perhaps miserable, but not the worst of all she could go through.
Re: Gloura's Wings RP thread
Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 11:34 am
by zaotoichi
*Returning from....varallas after a long search for treasure's. Xia De'op enters the wing thirsty.....satisfied....content humming a tune softly as she strolls over to the bar. She has a unusually soft... stoic like expression. Being a visitor to the great city she makes no eye contact with any officials who may be present..knowing the fickleness of her people. Siting down at the bar she politely motions to gloura... ...the shadows move..... her eyes dance about the many... coming and going.. the shady type's that frequent the wing.... always excites her. She recognizes a voice ...one she has heard in passing many times in the darkness of the caverns. It is then with all her being she fights the urge to cast a light spell knowing this may incur wrath about her ....she smiles inside....being a prankster at heart...taking great pleasure in annoying her kin with bright light...It is then she burst's out in laughter......quickly she tries to get hold of herself as the sound of it fills the wing.......*
Re: Gloura's Wings RP thread
Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 8:51 am
by Rainbow Prism
Yawning, the woman clad in rusty chainshirt comes downstairs, rubbing her eyes. The bump of the patron made her brace and yell at the dolt. She straightened herself, walking to the bar purely on instinct than on the own free will, ordering the drink but stopping in midsentence, whispering another order. Taking her glass with warm milk, she cringed as she drank, chattering occasionally with few closest patrons. Drow looked around, not noticing familiar faces, and finished her glass with a sigh. With a fast stretch she runs upstairs and comes back with her bag of supplies, taking on heavy helmet and running out in hurry. The sickly half-drow girl who was dosing in the corner almost fell on the floor from the sudden slam of the opening door. After confirming her unharmed status the half-breed checked her gear and sat back to sleep, moving farther from the entrance.