Casual Feudal Japan RP (Jump ins allowed)

Rhuhael · 02-02-2004, 06:31 PM

A tall man with short cropped red hair walked into the bar. He wore odd baggy clothing in reds and browns. He carried an incredibly battered walking stick which was curved slightly at either end.
He went over and sat down at the bar. "I'll take a tall glass of whatever comes cheapest next to water." He said to the bartender.

Epiphany · 02-02-2004, 06:43 PM

The bartender looks at the man weird and then she goes over to the drinks. Her black hair was tied up, so that it wouldn't get in her way. She grabs a cheap beer and hands it to him.

Rhuhael · 02-02-2004, 06:46 PM

The man takes the beer from her and swiftly chugs it which, given as he is a rather scrawny man, is quite a feat. He looks up at the bartender and requests another.
"Could I perhaps have another?"

Epiphany · 02-02-2004, 06:49 PM

She nods and grabs him another..... a bit disguested that he chugged his first one.

RangerAidan · 02-02-2004, 06:52 PM

Aidan sat in the corner, his cloak so deeply green that it looked black in the smoky light, covered his body and cast a chadow on much of his face; some of his features lighting up intermittently when he drew on his long pipe, causing the smouldering weed (think LOTR weed, not our kind) to glow. He noted the red haired man who had just slumped down at the bar not many folks looking like that around here, excluding myself, of course...
He turned his eyes to the door again, hoping his companion would arrive soon.

02-02-2004, 06:53 PM

[ oh thank the gods, I love this setting.]
Besides the tall man sits a a quite man eating rice and just watching the bar. he is bald, so possibly a buddhist monk, but definatly low class as per facial features. He is about 27 years old. he is dressed in earthy toned robes of a forrest bound traveler. leaning on his lap is a (just over) five foot long straight and smooth walking stick made of wood. all of his particulars are hidden in the robes. He slowly turns to the tall man and offers him some rice, saying. I have not seen an outlander in a very very long time. Have some rice, friend. on me."

Rhuhael · 02-02-2004, 06:55 PM

"Thank ye kindly friend." He said taking the rice from him graciously then turning back to his beer.
He finishes his second beer off even more swiftly than the first. "Hmm," he looks at the beer. "I do suppose that quantities of money would buy a better quality. Oh well." He placed two bills on the counter and pulled a flask from his vest. He took a swig of whatever was in the flask, his tall thin form tilting backwards slightly.
It is curious that a man of only 19 or so as he looked could be so acquainted with alchohol. Also that he was not passed out drunk on the floor by now.

Epiphany · 02-02-2004, 06:58 PM

She raises an eyebrow at the site of this man practically making himself drunk. She looks around the bar and sees other men were still sitting. She first walks to the monk. In a quite, soft voice, she asks, "Excuse me sir, would you like anything?"

02-02-2004, 07:08 PM

"If you would be so kind," he says, "some mint tea."
As she turned to get it he reached up and brushed her shoulder. Looking at his out streched arm, she sees tatoos that run the length of his arm until his sleeve hids them. she recognizes them as all non-nobles in the islands and lands uncounted do.
The bearer is a eternal freind, protector, healer, and vigilante. Nn-nobles know they can seek justice, mercy, or solace in the bearers of these tatoos for they serve life, and protect others with extreme skill.
she whispers "yes?"
"please look for a man who is missing his left ear...he is dangerous."

Rhuhael · 02-02-2004, 07:16 PM

ooc: ooh spooky. In the future you aren't allowed to play other characters as npc's

"Oooh, the suspense is killing me." The man says quietly, possibly slightly drunk. "I like the tatoos, very chic."

02-02-2004, 06:31 PM	#1
Rhuhael Assasin of Heaven Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Torn Between Heaven and Hell Posts: 872	Casual Feudal Japan RP (Jump ins allowed) A tall man with short cropped red hair walked into the bar. He wore odd baggy clothing in reds and browns. He carried an incredibly battered walking stick which was curved slightly at either end. He went over and sat down at the bar. "I'll take a tall glass of whatever comes cheapest next to water." He said to the bartender. __________________ The crusaders of this age hide from the light, preferring instead the stealthy guile of night :bmage:

02-02-2004, 06:46 PM	#3
Rhuhael Assasin of Heaven Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Torn Between Heaven and Hell Posts: 872	The man takes the beer from her and swiftly chugs it which, given as he is a rather scrawny man, is quite a feat. He looks up at the bartender and requests another. "Could I perhaps have another?" __________________ The crusaders of this age hide from the light, preferring instead the stealthy guile of night :bmage:

02-02-2004, 06:52 PM	#5
RangerAidan Antiphoton Annihilation Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Not NWP. Trust me, that's a good thing. Posts: 1,017	Aidan sat in the corner, his cloak so deeply green that it looked black in the smoky light, covered his body and cast a chadow on much of his face; some of his features lighting up intermittently when he drew on his long pipe, causing the smouldering weed (think LOTR weed, not our kind) to glow. He noted the red haired man who had just slumped down at the bar not many folks looking like that around here, excluding myself, of course... He turned his eyes to the door again, hoping his companion would arrive soon. __________________ Proud supporter of reasoned philosophy: www.Protestwarrior.com www.freerepublic.com www.mideasttruth.com

02-02-2004, 06:55 PM	#7
Rhuhael Assasin of Heaven Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Torn Between Heaven and Hell Posts: 872	"Thank ye kindly friend." He said taking the rice from him graciously then turning back to his beer. He finishes his second beer off even more swiftly than the first. "Hmm," he looks at the beer. "I do suppose that quantities of money would buy a better quality. Oh well." He placed two bills on the counter and pulled a flask from his vest. He took a swig of whatever was in the flask, his tall thin form tilting backwards slightly. It is curious that a man of only 19 or so as he looked could be so acquainted with alchohol. Also that he was not passed out drunk on the floor by now. __________________ The crusaders of this age hide from the light, preferring instead the stealthy guile of night :bmage: Last edited by Rhuhael; 02-02-2004 at 06:58 PM.

02-02-2004, 07:16 PM	#10
Rhuhael Assasin of Heaven Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Torn Between Heaven and Hell Posts: 872	ooc: ooh spooky. In the future you aren't allowed to play other characters as npc's "Oooh, the suspense is killing me." The man says quietly, possibly slightly drunk. "I like the tatoos, very chic." __________________ The crusaders of this age hide from the light, preferring instead the stealthy guile of night :bmage:

02-02-2004, 06:43 PM	#2
Epiphany Moon Prism Power! Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 569	The bartender looks at the man weird and then she goes over to the drinks. Her black hair was tied up, so that it wouldn't get in her way. She grabs a cheap beer and hands it to him.

02-02-2004, 06:49 PM	#4
Epiphany Moon Prism Power! Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 569	She nods and grabs him another..... a bit disguested that he chugged his first one.

02-02-2004, 06:53 PM	#6
JarysM Guest Posts: n/a	[ oh thank the gods, I love this setting.] Besides the tall man sits a a quite man eating rice and just watching the bar. he is bald, so possibly a buddhist monk, but definatly low class as per facial features. He is about 27 years old. he is dressed in earthy toned robes of a forrest bound traveler. leaning on his lap is a (just over) five foot long straight and smooth walking stick made of wood. all of his particulars are hidden in the robes. He slowly turns to the tall man and offers him some rice, saying. I have not seen an outlander in a very very long time. Have some rice, friend. on me."

02-02-2004, 06:58 PM	#8
Epiphany Moon Prism Power! Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 569	She raises an eyebrow at the site of this man practically making himself drunk. She looks around the bar and sees other men were still sitting. She first walks to the monk. In a quite, soft voice, she asks, "Excuse me sir, would you like anything?"

02-02-2004, 07:08 PM	#9
JarysM Guest Posts: n/a	"If you would be so kind," he says, "some mint tea." As she turned to get it he reached up and brushed her shoulder. Looking at his out streched arm, she sees tatoos that run the length of his arm until his sleeve hids them. she recognizes them as all non-nobles in the islands and lands uncounted do. The bearer is a eternal freind, protector, healer, and vigilante. Nn-nobles know they can seek justice, mercy, or solace in the bearers of these tatoos for they serve life, and protect others with extreme skill. she whispers "yes?" "please look for a man who is missing his left ear...he is dangerous."