<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/CoO739k.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Just playing around with something.  But if you want, try opening this link in a separate window while you read the post.  (adjust your volume to low first and raise it to whatever feels right)<br/>http://crowds.ambient-mixer.com/crowded-fantasy-tavern<br/><br/>Let me know if you think 'ambient music' is a good idea or not, I'm trying to decide if it's worth the 20-30 minutes to create a bunch of ambient sounds for my posts.</div></div><br/><br/>The halfling smiled at the beautiful redhead,<strong> "Dawn eh?  Like our waitress?"</strong>He chuckled slightly,<strong>"She'd get a kick outta that."</strong>Jax began gestured to the runes scribed over the cubbies and then pointed to a small sized set of chain mail hanging from a peg inside the cubby along side a sword that seemed sized just about right for a slightly plump halfling.<strong> "Go on, give my armor a touch and see.  It's harmless, I promise."</strong>Stephanie nodded and reached out to graze her fingers along the ring mail and as soon as her fingers touched the armor, the glyph above the cubby flared quickly in a burst of mage light.  Very bright and fading very quickly, but enough to draw the attention of every table nearby.  Jax held up his hands and waved and everyone turned back to whatever they were doing.  Well mostly everyone because the two buxom half elves who had entered seemed to keep the eye of more than a few patrons.  Jax explained,<strong>"When you put something on one of the pegs, you whisper a single word.  Anyone who touches whatever's on the peg without whispering the word causes the glyph to flare up.  As you can imagine, the honor system is alive and well here at the seven hells and I don't think you'd want to be the thief caught going through anyone's gear.  Plus, I eat and drink for free while I'm laid up as long as I sit here and greet people."</strong>He smirked and eyed the two women,<strong>"though if I'd known I'd be greeting pretty girls like you I may have done it for free tonight!"</strong><br/><br/>Stephanie hung her armor on an empty peg, whispering a quiet word as she did so, one that would take very keen ears to be heard over the noise of the crowded tavern.  Meanwhile Dawn inquired about Rohnan.<strong> "Aye, he's here tonight.  If he's not over there playing cards, he's either found a warm bed upstairs.  But don't worry it's far too early to sleep and he'll be back down, likely with someone in tow."</strong>Jax stretched his neck upwards, but from his seated position it was obvious he couldn't see the far side of the tavern.  Even standing the red headed mage could only barely see the area in the corner where a group of people stood around a table watching the table intently.  It looked like a furious card game but it was hard to see without moving closer.  Though as Stephanie shrugged her shoulders, now free from her armor, she glanced in the direction and saw the likely candidate.  Though his back was turned his large size, even sitting, and green skin likely marked the man that they sought.<br/><br/><strong>"Shaved head save a mowhak, green skin?"</strong>the blonde rogue asked.  Jax nodded and smiled as the two beauties donated a tip to his jar, though his eyes were not on the coins but the bountiful view they afforded him.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/1eDk9ov.jpg)</div><br/>He sighed and his eyes followed Stephanie's breasts as she increased her cleavage, but Dawn's question drew his eyes back to her.  The sisters couldn't help but notice that the flush on his face had increased and it doubtfully had much to do with the warm atmosphere.<em><strong> "If you do not mind me asking, how did you injure your leg?" </strong></em><br/><br/>Flexing his arms as he reached down for a pouch of pipe tobacco, he cleared his throat,<strong>"Oh, you haven't heard of me?  Jax the girthy?  Of my battle to defend an entire temple full of virgin nuns and children from a dragon attack last week?"</strong>He looked at their faces for a moment and saw that they could clearly see through his bold lie.  But his eyes twinkled and he couldn't help but laugh, an infectious sound, and said,<strong>"Nothing quite so impressive I fear.  It WAS last week," he said honestly, "I'm a member of the Laelith defenders and it was my turn on rotation in the south city fields.  We were clearing out ruins, a job we're always working on, to make room for more fields.  Well I may be strong, but the bit of rock that I was moving shifted in my grip and slid down, crushed my leg flatter than a hot cake.  The healers were able to fix me up right away thank the gods.  But they insisted I take a week off to make sure that the healing took and my leg set straight."</strong><br/><br/>He packed some fresh leaf into his pipe and said,<strong>"Though if you want to spend more time with me I'm sure I can come up with a much more fascinating tale, as long as you're not overly burdened with a need for the truth."</strong>He winked at them as he began fishing around in his vest pocket for something to light his pipe with.  It seemed like a true story and one far too boring and embarrassing to be false.  But before he could find what he was looking for he was interrupted by a redheaded waitress who approached, handing him a smoldering brand the length of a child's finger.<br/><br/>The redheaded waitress was tall and lithe, almost elflike, though her ears showed no points.  She wore a garb of green silk with a cream colored mesh that bared her torso from hips to the lower swell of her breasts.  Her eyes  darted from the halfling's pipe to his crotch, which showed the stirrings of a bulge, but it was to the two women she spoke,<strong>"Welcome to the Seven Hells Tavern.  We promise you a good time as long as you don't mind the heat.  Can I get you girls a drink, something to eat, or just an escape route from this half sized lech?  My name's Ralana, I can get you whatever you need, and likely quicker than Jax who needed nothing less than another excuse to sit around and chat."</strong><br/><br/>Jax shrugged his shoulders as he touched the brand to his leaf and set the pipe to smolder.  As if the waitress's jabs affected him not at all.<strong> "They need to talk to Rohnan sweetness.  I'm sure you can introduce them." </strong>Then looking up at the sisters one last time he added,<strong>"Though I'm much better company than that dullard... though don't tell him I told you that."</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Feel free to move the scene across the bar, down to Master Flint's office, etc, wherever you want to go.  But give me a diplomacy roll if they try to meet with Rohnan and start to talk buisness.  Or if you want to seduce him, a preform sex roll  In either case you can add +2 to the roll if the sisters work together  (can't imagine why they wouldn't.)</div></div>