INN The White Sylph. This is the first INN post we have. Take a seat on an empty table if you want (start a comment) or sit on a table currently taken to join a inn fantasy grouph gather
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INN The White Sylph

This is the first INN post we have. Take a seat on an empty table if you want (start a comment) or sit on a table currently taken to join a group (reply a comment). Have drink, talk about your past. Enjoy the warmth and the drinks.
The cold and the dark quests will arrive soon.

If you don't have a character, you can create one here:
www.funnyjunk.com/channel/fantasy-rpg/CRE+Character+creator/TNfyGGA/

Please don't spam the tabern. This is a roleplaying post.

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Submitted: 01/09/2014
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User avatar #59 - pizzaweed (01/09/2014) [+] (90 replies)
Oi allnamesrtaken and rdobet! Come sit and drink with me!
User avatar #127 to #126 - pizzaweed (01/10/2014) [-]
************ is part of our group?


This might be one of the best adventures I've ever been on
#71 - theism (01/09/2014) [+] (1 reply)
With a cutlas at his side and a twinkle in his eye Nar strolled into the inn. He ordered a flagon of mead and a portion of the greasiest meat available. When the food arrived he plucked a ring from his hand to serve as payment. He began to eat and drink furiously. Nothing but hardtack and grog for 6 months tends to have that effect on a man.
#82 - shamwava (01/09/2014) [+] (9 replies)
Having just arrived in the city, the travel weary cleric entered the tavern. While used to the crowded bustle of the city, Bel-Thalur's populace was on average less heavily built than those in the seaside city that he was from, giving off a much less cramped atmosphere. Being of a smaller frame, this was much more comfortable for Hesche. Finding an empty seat along the wall, he hailed the hostess for a cider, and began scanning the merrymaking guests for potential adventuring companions.
User avatar #57 - hates (01/09/2014) [+] (2 replies)
(Starting a second table, since there's only one comment with over 50 replies)

Xorlac a male human wizard larger bio at www.funnyjunk.com/channel/fantasy-rpg/CRE+Character+creator/TNfyGGA/183#183 walked into the inn and scanned the room quickly. It seemed pretty crowded, but he managed to find an empty table, a large one in a corner. Signaling to a waitress, Xorlac ordered a red wine and some fine food, then settled back in his seat and sighed contentedly.
User avatar #1 - joancod (01/09/2014) [+] (64 replies)
Hey, here's an spare table. Regret, take that chair, and, Fhalynn, please, I don't want troubles this time. Sethorein hickerydickery creatablejam theepicguerilla
#175 - butchersteve (03/07/2014) [-]
The Lady Bum walks into this bar knowing all of them well from experience. She takes her usual place (every bar here has a usual place for her...) places her begging hat at her feet and begins to play.
She's no money for food or ale (and don't even mention the possibility of a room) and hopes some kind patron enjoys her song enough to get her to tommorow.
For The Mother is harsh and the woods are cold. These teaching will prepare you for tommorow they say. Tommorow, I'd sure like to see it for myself.
User avatar #173 - haitsu (01/11/2014) [-]
Some strange woman is sitting in the corner of the Inn, balancing her dagger on the tip of her finger, she seems quite lonely and tired at the same time. The dim light from the candle on the table only let appear half of her face, vibrant blue eyes, black hair and a long pointy ear.
#105 - fdgdv (01/10/2014) [-]
Alright this is new. I've neither written a story in english nor a rpg. So here we go.

Horven Milner stepped into the door frame of the inn, lowered the hood of his cloak and took a look around the room.
Although his hometown, Envahiu Sin, lay far off in the depths of the forest, he came to the city spend all his hard earned saving on a new set of weapons. His pouch was now almost empty, but the dagger and bow were of good quality and would serve him well for quite a few years to come. And after all, he was a ranger, and a ranger's bow was his meaning to provide a living.
Most rangers lived in the forest and hunted game, but although he worshiped the livegiver like all the people in his town, his profession was a little different. He took to work as mercenary, guard or treasure hunter, provided it could get food on the table.
He sat at the lone table in the corner, from where he could overlook the entire room and ordered a pint of ale. He set his bow beside himself and took a sip.
If nothing came up tonight, tomorrow he would look for work in the city.
#80 - soube (01/09/2014) [-]
This is a picture of 3 taverns crammed together, on the right is the Carline Canopy in Gridania, on the left is the Quicksands in Ul'dah and in the background (with the blue lighting) is The Drowning Wench in Limsa Lominsa.

FFXIV bitches.
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