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The tall tales & tragedies of the Chattering Scroll Inn


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Selene called back to him "NICE TO KNOW IM LOVED, OH AND THE ONE WHO MADE ME GENERAL IS DEAD, HE GOT EATEN BY A MUTATED RABBIT!" she laughed before writing her report and giving it too the courier, she then walked as if on a catwalk toward's the tavern...

 

Aardorn rolled his eye's, the one who did make her general deserved to be eat by a mutated rabbit, selene was a terrible general, he entered the inn and sat down with the legion men "What do you think of your leader?" Aardorn asked

"Not my place to judge" The legionaire grunted

"Yes it is" Aardorn said

"She isn't that good, but she's good to look at" the legionaire grunted again

 

Drinking with the legion he got to know what they thought, and before long, both him and the men were totally drunk

"Oh you can search far and wide,

You can drink the whole town dry,

But you'll never find a beer so brown,

As the one we drink in our hometown.

You can drink your fancy ales,

You can drink them by the flagon,

But the only brew for the brave and true,

is from the imperial city!"

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"And tis the imperial city where you will be sent back in a coma if you drink anymore!" she laughed as she entered the inn and lay on the table the men were drinking at, "now men i will allow you to stay here for a WEEK you deserve it, it will give you time to recuperate, heal any wound's and also repair equipment, oh and of course have fun." Selene grinned as she popped open a bottle of whisky and filled the men's tankard's...
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"And tis the imperial city where you will be sent back in a coma if you drink anymore!" she laughed as she entered the inn and lay on the table the men were drinking at, "now men i will allow you to stay here for a WEEK you deserve it, it will give you time to recuperate, heal any wound's and also repair equipment, oh and of course have fun." Selene grinned as she popped open a bottle of whisky and filled the men's tankard's...

 

"maybe, but twould be better to be in the imperial city in a coma then here and sober" Aardorn said, before drowning another bottle and repeating the song

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Selene began to join in on the men's song and danced on the table, they certainly enjoyed looking at her..Asset's. one way to keep morale up she thought

 

Aardorn left the inn, before he had too many drinks and ended up feeling like the ministry of truth landed on his head, he began to scout the area, last thing they wanted was another unexpected guest

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Selene left the inn with a single guard, so that she could get her equipment repaired. She arrived at the blacksmith's and handed over the equipment and money as she waited, for the ranger to return from his scouting trip...

 

Turning he caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye, a small group of people being attacked by a dragon, unwilling to stand by, he charged, vaulting a rock and sprinting at high speed, when he arrived, the dragon had already killed the group, and it turned to face him, it was a old dragon, and quite strong, he rolled out of the way of its mouth, and slashed it's neck, causing it to scream out, but it smashed him against a wall, he fired an arrow at some loose rocks, and they collapsed, crushing the dragons back right leg, it cried out in agony. Aardorn didn't relent, slashing it with his sword, but it flew into the sky and escaped, he was angry at it, but there was no way to get it now.

 

Aardorn returned to the town, heading toward the tavern

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Selene rushed to the tavern after her gear was repaired, and burst through the door she said to her men "some villager's heard a dragon screeching not far from here, sober up and be on your guard, im not going to be held responsible for a massacre!"

 

"You won't be held responsible for a massacre." Aardorn said, coming in through the door "The dragon has it's back left leg crushed and appears to be flying away from here, for now." He sat at a table "Tis an older, more powerful one, it could crush this place like a bug, but that is if it returns, now it's leg is hurt, I doubt he wants to come back."

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