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(OOC) Wed Feb 28 1901 01:15 PM by "Alois" at "Wandering Path - Taproom" (OOC)

    Wandering Path - Taproom
    This place doesn't look nearly as bad as it did from the outside. In fact, it's quite nice. The room is very dark and has been made to look like a cave. There is a large fireplace on one wall, filling the room with flickering light and providing the only source of warmth outside of the kitchen. There are tables scattered around the room, seemingly in random order, and a fairly large bar at one end. All of the tables and the bar are made of dark wood, most likely ebony and are deeply scored and marked with use. On each of the tables and scattered around the walls are lanterns lit with magical faerie fire, blue on the tables and green on the walls. A section of the room, in front of the fireplace, has been cleared out and a number of couches have been set up. There are stairs, leading up and a doorway that leads to the back rooms. There is a guard posted by the doorway and no one seems to be getting in without his permission. There is a sign hanging above the bar. It reads simply: Assholes will not be tolerated, they will be shot and fed to the Rothe herd. Thank you --The Management.

Alois is sitting in front of the fire, polishing one of his knives... Dakini walks quietly into the inn, as she usually does on the evenings she comes for dinner, and looks around curiously to see if she knows any of the patrons here. Upon seeing Alois she changes her direction, pacing over towards his table. Alois takes a glance up, as though he felt Dakini closing on him. "Evening..."

Dakini smiles and nods at the greeting, murmuring a polite, "Venduí." Unless he prevents her from doing so, she moves to stand next to him, one hand resting on the back of his chair, and smoothly leans to whisper in his ear.

Dakini is trying to be discreet -- she knows how sensitive elven ears are, so she's trying to be careful not to touch his ear. However, she also knows how acute the hearing of most here is, so her lips are right next to his ear -- he can feel her warm breath as she murmurs. Indeed, as Alois tilts his head to one side to listen to what Dakini is saying, her lips brush his ear... "Harlequin seeks the Bazaar." The actual words she says substitute a 'th' sound for the 's' and 'z' sounds -- she doesn't want to hiss sharply into the ear of sensitive hearing, and that's an old scouting trick she knows from past times on other planets... but it translates well enough to someone listening intently.

Alois nods, "Does he now? Why?"

Dakini smiles and shrugs, "I just speculate and pass on the information, Alois zu Wandering Path. You could ask him, I suppose?" She has straightened from that one whisper... she smiles with faint amusement, "I suspect, like most here, he has more than one 'look'..."

Alois turns and smiles at the woman, "Thank you, Dakini, I appreciate the warning."

Dakini nods politely again. "Aluvé," and she heads quietly for the bar and Talabrina, for her dinner.

As Dakini walks away, Alois chuckles softly at her previous comment, "Agreed." Dakini smiles also, and nods to herself... as if several questions had been answered for her.

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