Encouraging Crowd

Approving Jacob's exit. If you need to know how to properly add what you requested, just look at any of the previous people's characters sheets.

The Seer rose to his feet, making the end of their merry little gathering. The dark, hooded figure made his way towards the door when Pompadour asked his final question. Without missing a beat, the Seer twisted back to the group to offer few quick words about chestnuts. It might have been a jab at humor but clearly the hooded man (thing?) understood very little on that subject. With that, the hooded figure turned to again head for the door, leaving Avis to frown at his retreating back.

The others too seemed to sense their little meeting had drawn to a close. Cedric was the first to make his leave, saying, as the knight had, he had something he too needed to take care of. Avis was rather surprised when the elfish man then turned to her.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, my strong Dandelion.” Cedric said, again winking at her.

Dandelion? Who was he calling dandelion?

“I hope our paths cross again, I think you’d be a good ally.” And Cedric stood form his seat.

“Uh, yeah.” Was the best response Avis was able to formulate, her normal, sassy nature taking a brief holiday.
Avis was somewhat aware as Cedric conserved with Archea and the younger girl before taking his leave. The man, Cedric, was strange; Avis didn’t know if she trusted him. On one level he seemed tremendously friendly. He seemed like a good guy, a friend. But on another level he seemed ready to slip a dagger through one’s ribcage at a moment’s notice.

She was snapped back to reality when Archea and the young girl took their leave of the table. Avis let a small sigh of disappointment. She’d hoped something of greater importance was going to happen but it seemed it was all now over.
Pompadour appeared to agree as he too stood. He was quite obviously tossing worried looks over at the glowering bartender. She didn’t pay whole attention until the last part of his speech. “Thanks for agreeing to pay my tab!” and, with that, he was scurrying to the door.

Oh, hell no.

Avis returned her chair legs to the floor before standing.

“Well this ship has sailed. See you losers later.” She said, grinning sheepishly at the remaining occupants of the table. She used the term “loser” as lovingly as she could. The word by now was just a regular part of her vocabulary.

And she turned and followed Mr. Pompadour to the entrance, drawing her hood over her short hair as she did so. Honestly she had no idea what she would do next. Maybe hang out in the North for a double of days, see what happened. But then what? She had no idea.

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((OOC: 2115 words. Requesting 42 points: 21 to Patience, 21 to memory) )

Approving Avis's exit.

Pompadour attempted to Cedric, but Cedric had other things he needed to take care of. "Another time, Big Hair McGee, I have something I need to take care of."

The Seer had left and Rowena obediently followed after Cedric who decided now was the time to go. Looking over her shoulder, Rowena curtly nodded to those who still remained. If she ever did see any of them again, it would be because of Cedric, so there was no immediate need to make friends. Or foes for that matter. Moving through the swinging door and into the cold was a shock, Rowena gave half a thought to ducking back inside but the doors closed behind her with a soft bang.

Finally Cedric turned to them, Archea had left with them, and spoke of what had been on his mind. Rowena knew this day would come. With his natural talent with people, both in killing and befriending them, he was bound to become king someday. Rowena was happy for him, and she doubted she would mind spending time with Archea, who proposed they headed north. Rowena agreed and they were off.

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((OOC: Total words in-topic: 900. Requesting 18 points, 18 into patience))

Approved.

Rose listened quietly to what the hooded man had to say. She hadn't thought she would live a "normal" life since she was little, and she wasn't sure what consisted of a "normal" life. The classic idea of a "normal life" sounded boring. Rose thought that maybe people confused boring for normal too much. Maybe her life WOULD be considered normal, it did have normal aspects in it. Like the blond boy watching her. Did he want to fight? She was ready for a fight anyway, all of these people around her were making her uncomfortable. Or was he looking at her... affectionately? Wait, affectionately? She stole a glance at him. Yep, definitely affectionately. And that man with the large hair also seemed to have eyes for her...

Oh boys, do behave. Rose had meant to join the table inconspicuously.

What did the blond boy say? Dammit, now she's out of the loop. Hold on. Okay, so the knight is leaving. And he bumped into the big-haired guy, how petty. They'll probably have issues later; hopefully they'll settle them with words. It's unnecessary for either of them to spill blood over this.

Oh what's the blond boy doing now? He thinks I'm a delight... but I haven't done anything delightful. Well, it's nice of him, anyways. But how does he know my name? I'm almost positive I hadn't said my name (although maybe I should have). He nicknamed the other girl after a flower, maybe it... was a coincidence. This has become rather discomforting. Who was this guy? He placed a kiss softly on my hand.

He had no right. She brought her hand up to her chest and clenched it into a fist. She'd find him later. Whether it were to end him, make him an ally, or make sure that he knew that she would be the end of him, she didn't know yet. She pondered it for a bit.

Rose was royally pissed off. She left the empty table, to make room for the others who needed to make use of it. Man, she needs to stop thinking so much. She angrily bust through the front door of the lodge, accidentally startling a group of older women. Social gatherings aren't her thing. Maybe murdering some creatures would calm her down.

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((OOC: Total words in-topic: 706. Requesting 5 points into memory, 9 into patience))

Approved.