"Tha's fuckin' absurd" Shakti said trying(and failing) not to slur her words. Ga'Ja kept her from leaning to far to the left and falling out of her chair, and groaned at having to repeat this action for the fifth time. "I mean...islands run by like really decadent immortal people, gods of chaos and order...talkin' black swords that it souls? It's crazy!" Shakti exclaimed shaking her mug of Andawala ale around and causing suds to slosh across the table.
"You don't have to believe me, but it is the truth human." The other patron at the table said calmly and Ga'Ja had to roll her eyes. Dispite Shakti's drunken state Ga'Ja had to admit that the white-haired, pink-eyed, and generally rather odd albino fellow(though she tried very hard not to make light of his condition) probably was making a good deal of this up. "You have to admit Melniaboney is a strange name for a country." Ga'ja said and Shakti patted her shoulder "Yeahhh it is odd soundin'.." Shakti intoned as she leaned across the table.
"First? It's called Melnibone. And second? I don't know how it's harder to believe than the idea of some steppe-based civilization made up only of immortal cat-people." The albino strange said with a slight smirk. "Espcially a civilization where itseems you have to make a clicking sound whenever you try to pronounce their names."
Ga'Ja and the albino looked each other square in the eyes, sizing each other up hands heading straight for their weapons. In the albino's case it was his black blade(Stormweaver, Stormbrewer, something like that) and in Ga'Ja's case it was E's-Toki her enchanted asagi that she kept at her side. Shakti just looked on, downed her mug of beer, and tried to get through her drunken stupor and think of some spell(most likely involving toads) before this got out of hand. After all the albino had insulted the Kamrai people..which mean insulting their god queen..which meant insulting Ga'Ja by proxy..which always ended in disaster. Not like this pale man seemed to care, in fact what made Shakti nervous was the way his eyes moved, as if he'd been around in rough parts before as well.
The air was tense, the people at the table seemed to be moving in slow motion, and any second blades would flash and magick would be unleashed......except all that got interrupted by a rather loud laugh. "Why if it isn't our two most favorite wenches in all of the world!" The giant red-bearded norseman boomed as he uncorked his wine bottle and strided behind the table. His shorter dark-haired, and sly companion stood with him already clearly intoxicated by the wine. "That's absolutely right my rather mirthful friend..GaGa, and Shockta?" The dark haired man asked.
The albino looked on confused, Shakti let out a loud groan and sank in her seat, and Ga'Ja growled. "Why yes it is Farthead, and Black Ratter...yes it is." She said softly while balling her hands into fists.
Shakti hiccuped, rolled her eyes at the confused albino who still clutched his sword cautiously, put down three gold pieces, and leaned back in her chair..all to aware that she'd soon be forced to find another bar.
Monday, November 30, 2009
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