[Stallion] Tavern Tales and Discount Ales (Andre, Orion)

[Roald]

60th of Summer, 512 AV It was still early evening in the fortress city. Many people still worked at this hour, so the Stallion was relatively quiet. Still, a low hum of activity prevailed in the tavern and enough of the patrons had lit their pipes to fill the room with its trademark aroma. Carmen and Brucila, the serving girls, took advantage of the slow business to chatter with one or two of the patrons that took their fancy. Meanwhile Roald, wearing a common cotton outfit covered by a white bartender's apron, leaned lazily against the bar and surveyed the premises while his mind wandered. He actually found himself wondering where the Rearing Stallion's ale came from. Who brewed it, and what techniques did they have? He was interested in what recipes were used to achieve that popular flavour, perhaps in the hopes of replicating or improving upon it. He daydreamed about opening his own tavern one day; Brewing and selling such a variety that even the Rearing Stallion would struggle to compete. His tavern might even draw in one or two White Swan regulars. He pictured the building in his minds eye, slowly growing as he made additions with his profits, turning a tavern into an inn with its own brewery. It was all fairly unrealistic, wishful thinking. The amount of miza he would require to establish the business he dreamed of would be incredible. It would take a huge length of time to accrue that sort of money, even after which there was no guarantee the venture would generate good business. A wistful sigh escaped the barkeeper as reality persistently dragged him out of dreamland and forced him to pay attention to the tavern that he was supposed to be monitoring. Roald stood up straight again as he wiped down the bar unnecessarily, keeping himself busy in case the owner or a new customer walked in.

[Orion Michaels]

Orion, Day of Summer 60, 512 AV A regular customer of the Stallion, Orion had made his way over early today. The stream of patrons and patients coming into the Soothing Waters had waned towards the end of the day, so desiring to begin the drinking early, the young doctor had made his way to his favorite watering hole a little early. Although Carmen and Brucila were chatting away with other customers, they would find themselves taking a wide berth around Orion. He was well acquainted with them, and they knew better than to get into arms reach of the flirtatious young man. With a teasing wink as they each walked by, all Orion could do was laugh. Good times, good times. Orion found himself sitting at the bar soon after his arrival. There was a man working who he'd not introduced himself to before. With the amount of time he spent here and the number of mugs he had imbibed, Orion made it a point to get in good with the workers here. He felt there could be benefits to being a well liked regular. He motioned to the bartender, and with a smile, spoke. "A fresh ale please! I'll give a toast to new friends!" His hand was outstretched for a handshake. "I'm Orion Michaels. I would say I frequent the bar, but I spend more time here than my own bed sometimes, so it's a bit of an understatement. A pleasure to meet you, good sir."

[Andresciel]

oopsI had forgotten about this thread I am so sorry Roald

The Knight stepped into the bar, wearing the lighter suit of armor seen on mages, and a black cloak that trailed from his shoulders to his ankles. His sapphire blue eyes glanced first left and then right before he stepped in, moving to the bar, where he tapped two fingers on it. "Ale." He muttered as he caught the barkeeps attention, dropping a coin on the counter. His eyes showed exhaustion, his thoughts lost and mind scattered. He waited for the ale to be sat down, even as he began to unstrap the gauntlets that sat heavy on his arms. With a thud, the two gauntlets fell to the counter next to his arms, the ancient markings seeming to glow for a moment on their own. It would come to no surprise to most, and those in the Stallion was among the most, that this man, Ser Andresciel Magius, was one of the infamous Mage Knights.