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With a perked interest in the conversation he grins as he speaks.
"For Brewin' there be all sorts of wicked pieces to bubble up and make radical spirits, but I ain't been findin' much new to use so i be open to some new ingredients if they be available to me somehow. You interested in learnin' the brewing ways?"
A Tall and Lanky Orc, he wears a collection of strange clothing and colours. He always carries a supply of his brews upon his back and a stein in hand.
He is a Brewer of the Kraja Isles.
Owner of the Brewer's Isle within the Gilded Dragon Tavern.
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"I Brew teas of a fashion-but with Alchemy you can change many things." She smiles to him, as she talks. "I would love to know what types of plants are available around here."
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"There be all flavours of radical herbs 'round here, I'll bring on in some of what I know be 'round these parts so ya can be findin' 'em any time ya journey 'round. Shishishi."
His chuckle is hearty and his back-tankard rattles from his laughter.
A Tall and Lanky Orc, he wears a collection of strange clothing and colours. He always carries a supply of his brews upon his back and a stein in hand.
He is a Brewer of the Kraja Isles.
Owner of the Brewer's Isle within the Gilded Dragon Tavern.
OOG - Christian Kimmerer
Email - busted-pc@hotmail.com
"Will you?!" Her eyes light up, as she looks to him excited, as she forgets herself. She closes her eyes to collect herself, before couching. "I mean please do, it would be nice to have some new potions."
Kafara excuses herself walking into the kitchen to collect some food orders.
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*Gaz stomps out with a large tray of plates, which she shoves at the dark elf.*
"You learn on your own time. Not while work. Who's this?"
*looks at the giant creature carrying a barrel*
"Big" *she grunts*
A demoness barely in command of the demons surrounding the tavern. A skull is smashed oddly onto her head, her large red horns curling through and around it. A loud screaming laugh punctuates her existence; she is often seen setting things on fire while screaming about this freezing wet place.
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"Shishishi, that I be indeed. This brotha be Brew Masta Capri. I'mma take a most wild guess and say Ya'll is the one owning this place right?"
He let's out a small fit of laughter after he speaks as he continues to smile.
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*Nods*
"Indeed, Brew Mas-taa. Put that barrel down. Could drop it, make a mess, it's not good."
*Waves her hand at the barrel*
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He settles the barrel next to him gently and slouches slightly as he speaks.
"Ain't no worries, I up and be not wantin' any troubling of ya wicked place ya got running here. I will be sayin' most true that yer brew be a delight. The Ale was real smooth. Things be a real rustle in here for ya eh?"
A Tall and Lanky Orc, he wears a collection of strange clothing and colours. He always carries a supply of his brews upon his back and a stein in hand.
He is a Brewer of the Kraja Isles.
Owner of the Brewer's Isle within the Gilded Dragon Tavern.
OOG - Christian Kimmerer
Email - busted-pc@hotmail.com
Kafara takes the arms of plate as she rushes off to hand them to the respectful owners. She smiles and laughs with them as she works, rushing around filling more orders as she hands out what she carries.
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*Nods*
"The... rustling... not so loud. My thanks about the ale. The baroooos... pyvos... ales are run out soon. Our brewer left us. We get some from ships, but not clean and maybe spoiling. Enjoy what can."
*Glances at the gnome*
"You get last of good stuff! Enjoy."
A demoness barely in command of the demons surrounding the tavern. A skull is smashed oddly onto her head, her large red horns curling through and around it. A loud screaming laugh punctuates her existence; she is often seen setting things on fire while screaming about this freezing wet place.
