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((This RP is not serious, and slightly comedic. Basically, it starts out with my character sitting at the bar of The Rivendale Inn and Pub, drinking. No real plot or direction is established yet, it's pretty much a free for all. There will be not Sign up page, just this. Join in when you feel like it, and give a description of your character upon entrance. Have fun! =D))

Eric sat at the bar wishing he had some friends around. He had just left his home in search of adventure, naught but three weeks ago. He traveled far and wide, across high mountains, raging rivers, and scorching deserts, only to find some accursed "Light Warriors" had gotten to all the fun stuff first.
"Bartender, another drink please." He said.

Lauren flittered into the pub amid shouts of welcome from the local patrons. <Sheesh> she thought to herself <this place is always the same...why do those freakin' Light Warriors get to have all the fun?> Her pointed ears emerged from her emerald green hair as she spotted the stranger at the bar. She waved vaguely to her acquaintances, and flew over their heads to the bar, where the stranger was sitting, looking somewhat pitiful. Dropping her petite ten inch form in front of his drink, she said "So, what are you in for?" She then turned around and shouted "BOB...one nectar, straight up!", twirled back to face the stranger, and bared her teeth in a somewhat maniacal grin.

"Well, I was trying to find adventure, but the closest I got was a goblin in the circus. It bit my hand and I lopped it's head, but got arrested." He said dimly. "Who might you be, if I may ask?"

Vance sat at the bar with a beer eating a ham sandwich. As he took another bit he mumbled, "Dam light warriors" As he swallowed a bite of the sandwich, he heard some people talking next to him. They were talking about not finding anything to do or something. Vance turned in his seet and lifted his beer glass and said, "I hear ya. There's no more stuff for the regular guys to do anymore. last exciting thing that happened to me was watching two old guys fight over a chess game. And thats just sad"

"I'm Lauren." she said brightly. "You look about as bored as I feel, and if you are, this isn't the place to be. There's nothing to do in this godforsaken place." She thought for a moment, scowled, and muttered "Well, at least nothing that they'll let me do, especially since they're all worked up about those namsy pambsy light warriors." <one litte explosion, and its "No, Lauren, no more experiments.">

"Aye. Those four have all the fun, and just because the King likes em' they get all the glory! Yar, I say we go slay us some Light Warriors!" Eric stood up triumphantly. "Right after I pass out." He said as he fell to the floor, obviously drunk.

Vance glanced down at the drunk man. "I'm with ya. Lets show the world that the light warrriors are nothing special. Just as soon as I finish eating." Vance took another big bite out of his sandwich. "This sure does help me from getting drunk." Finishing off his beer Vance stood up. "Lets go get'em" He took a step foward and fell down. "Sorry bout that. Forgot you were there"

A few minutes later, Eric regained his composure. "Where was I? Oh yes, OFF! To show the world that the light warriors are nothing but magic school rejects in pretty robes!" At this, he stormed out of the bar.

Drino the Halfling illusionist was about to step into the bar when a man walked right into him. he fell down and said. "hey watch where your going punk!!!!" he gave a crafty smile and cast a spell on Eric. suddenly he was walking straight towards the wall of the bulilding thinking it was the way out ot the bar.

((my character is a halfling Illusionist. using his magic for fun and battle :D. he enjoys laughs and likes to share tall tales))

As Eric hit the man, he realizes he is under the influence of a spell. He stops moving, and calls for help. "Hey lauren, would you point me in the direction of the door?"

Lauren comes down from her nectar high, which is very similar to a drunken stupor, but with less stupor and more frantic darting about. "Schurree, buddy...no problem." She then flew erraticaly in the general direction of her new friend, grabbed him by his hair, and tugged him towards the door. "Come on...we have some Light Weighters to defeat!!" she said excitedly. "Those twerps will never know what hit 'em!" With that, Lauren flew right into a wall, and dropped to the floor with a small thump.

Vance had gotten up from the ground and had ordered another sandwich. He watched as everyone was running around drunk. He got up and started walking to the door. He put his hands in his pockets and stopped by his two new 'friends'. "I'll be outside waiting for ya" he said. Vance went through the door and waited against the wall. "At least I know food helps you not get drunk" he thought

Eric stood still. "Come on guys, where is the door? Curse you illusionist!" He said. He put his hand out in front of him and began to walk very very slowly.

"hehehe." the halfling mumbled to himself. to humor eric, he made an illusionary door appear in front of him as if Eric had dispelled the illusion.

"Can't be to sure..." Eric had a hard time ever trusting his eyes around an illusionist, after the 'incident'. His hair suffered a great defeat that fateful day.