Return of a dueler - Ecore

DoS Archive · Post by **DoS Archive** » Fri Oct 29, 2004 4:03 pm

From: elijahbasiauhr@aol.com (Elijah Basia Uhr)
Date: 22 Jun 2000 15:38:20 EDT

So it was he stood before the entrance of the Red Dragon Inn of RhyDin again. His forest green colored eyes looked along the boardwalk from left to right and up the front of the Inn to the top floor giving the place a once over. Multiple memories washed over his mind of times past like water over his smooth shaved bald head trickling away to
dissipate in faded images. A rough hand rose from his crossed arms to absently, though habitually, stroke his burgundy red colored goatee in contemplation of what the future might bring. A simple crafted non-magical long-sword was slung at his right hip, and an equally mundane simple dagger on his left hip, with only a couple of pouches dangling to complete the ensemble of attachments to his belt. Passers by briefly glanced at the fellow standing
in the throughway of the street idly curious at the fixation of the man who bore no markings, insignia, or symbols of where he might be from or who he was. Just an athletic built man wearing a forest green tunic under a leather vest and tucked into a pair of leather breeches which were as well tucked into a pair of high leather hard boots all of black coloring.

After a few more moments, he lifted his backpack up from the street and strolled with even steps into the Inn. Stopping at the entranceway to allow his eyes to adjust to the darker indoor light from the sunny street he scanned the booths and tables for a quiet moment. Not a single recognizable face in the crowd. With a soft sigh he stepped to the bar counter and slid on a stool while letting his pack slip to the floor in front of him. A few
words to the tender for a house ale after producing a coin for payment and his thirst was quenched. It took only a moment for his gaze to turn to the door with the two crossed swords that led to the place of one of his passions. Time enough for that later he muttered to himself, for now he would atleast get used to being back in town.