Boromir rolls his eyes again. He hopes no confrontation will take place today between the minotaur and vampires.

It amazingly seems like vampires are taking home to the town of Sinatorium.

He then gets busy to serve drinks and food to everyone.

"I've travelled long, that sounds good" turning to Borimir, "Kind sir, might I have a bit of mead as well?"

Continuing to glance in Borimir's direction, "I apologize for not making a proper introduce last night when I arrived, I'd been travelling for days and had grown quite in need of sleep."

"No need to apologize. It is a pleasure to have you as our guest," Boromir replies.

*flashes a shy smile at Borimir. She is grateful he let her stay here, everyone usually runs in fear.*

"I extend my gratitude." she says as she raises the cup he has brought her to her lips.

Seyven can't help but feel some tension within the walls. She casts a glance in the minotaurs direction, surveying the large axe. "Might you share in a drink with me, it is said we should keep our friends close, our enemies closer. I have no doubt we can be civil towards each other for this small time that our paths have crossed."

Elayra returns from the merchant and sits at the table with the Minotaur.

Storyteller Note:

If you are interested in adventuring outside the Green Dragon's Tavern then feel free to look at the selection of campaigns available here - http://mingle2.com/topic/show/230131

If you need to buy items then go to Old Flint's Warehouse - http://mingle2.com/topic/show/230140

To read up on an adventure about adventurers of these lands then go to this link - http://mingle2.com/topic/show/195574

Vampire, I am not looking for trouble here. I will not back down from a fight, but i look not one either. You may drink with me, But as i told the younger of your kind, This is a place of peace. Much blood has been spilled here over the last 2 days, one of an assasain and one of another vampire that decided it was a good idea to take me on.

*watchs everyone an thinks to herself*

The beautiful lady with white silky attire enters the tavern. She carries a unusual staff carved of a cobra. Her smile is seductive and her skin looks as smooth as her elegant stride towards the table. She sits across from the old historian in robes enjoying his meal and drink.

Boromir is amazed at her beauty and recognizes her from the other day. He realizes she talks little and is very polite. Something he always cared for. He brings her a glass of the elvin wine she enjoyed the other day and greets her. She smiles and greets back leaving a few gold coins on the table for the drink and fine service.

Draven watches the strange one come back in the tavern. She speaks of one of a kind adventures, i wonder what they could be. Mayhap that she knows of this Khan.

Gandorn finally finishes his drink and meal. It seemed like an eternity that he was chewing on the same piece of meat from the stew. His age has finally caught up with him as he slowly gets up from the table and waves for Boromir to come over.

"Young man, I thank you for your service and may we meet again someday. That is if my old bones can make it," he says sliding a few gold coins into Boromir's hand.

"The pleasure is all mine. May your journeys be safe," Boromir says.

With that the old man slowly walks out of the tavern tapping heavily with his walking stick. He leaves the door open as Boromir closes it and walks back to the bar to organize some mugs.

So,, Stranger, you speak of one of a kind adventures, what is it you mean by this.

The lady sips her wine slowly and smiles at the minotaur but says nothing.

To speak when spoken to is the right thing to do. Specially when it seems that you may be full of air and nothing else. Your charms have nothing to affect me.

*keeps an eye on whats going on, ready to fight if needed*

The lady continues to sip her wine observing the minotaur. She then smiles and winks at Boromir.

Boromir comes.

"I will have a nice portion of your finest meal this tavern offers," she says.

"Coming right up," Boromir says.

The barkeep leaves to the kitchen.

Woman do i have to get your attention? Or do you want to play these games with me?

With a wave of her hand time stops. Boromir holding a plate of food freezes. The vampires stand still with time and the minotaur about to get boiled up from being ignored doesn't move, not because he doesn't want to, because he can't. It is quiet and unusual as she sits and smiles.

Without hesitation she instills in everyones minds her character and who she is. A prophettess for some, a goddess for others, and a peacemaker for all.


NAME: Stiristar
RACE: ??
CLASS: Ancient Seer
AGE: 823
GENDER: ??
ALIGNMENT: Good
WEIGHT: 110
PHYSICAL: 9
MENTAL:46
EXPERIENCE POINTS:9250/9500
(need 9500 to get to level 15)
HEALTH CONDITION: HEALTHY
HIT POINTS: 20/20
Level 14
GOLD: 200

MAGICAL SKILLS:

Freeze time – 1 x per day (everything stops allowing the seer to leave the scene)

Bright Light – 1 x per day (blind victim indefinetly)

At mercy – victims sees her as a prophetes and lose all confidence of aggression against her.


SPECIAL SKILLS:

Predicts future 6 x per day

1st WEAPON: cobra staff - +5 on physical die role
2nd WEAPON:
ARMOR: White silky attire
SHIELD: none
MAGICAL ITEMS:
POTIONS: potion of health - restore 2 health points
SCROLLS: none
INVENTORY:
2 rations
bag of gemstones - worth 10,000 gold pieces

History - There are only 5 ancient seers that roam these lands. They are wanderers in misery seeing the world dying around them. They can predict futures of anyone they touch and are important to changing the tide of major conflicts the Lands of Bavidirian has endured. They are pacifist in nature but will defend themselves if threatened. They are friends of all the elementals of magic knowing they are essential in keeping the planets rotation. Stiristar is the ancient seer of the Northern Star, the very star high elves worship as their goddess. It is rumored that she is the northern star in human form and sometimes occassionally shapeshifts to other friendly races.


* * *

After a moment of silence she takes a breath and waves her hand once more allowing time, the planet, and life move again.

She watches how the vampires scratch their heads confused and Boromir almost dropping the food she ordered.


Boromir then comes and serves a hearty bowl of boar's stew to the lady. She then gives him a empty glass asking for it to be refilled.

*looks around scratching her head, wondering what happen*