Post by Deleted on May 18, 2013 19:23:29 GMT -5
"Are ye buying an ale today or are ye just to haunt the bar like usual?"
Jinx grinned at Maddox, a regular at the bar that she had grown to tolerate. Where most patrons ignored the miniature girl with sharp features, Maddox liked to prod her in a way that was all too enjoyable to the sly little fox.
She pretended to consider, setting her gaze on the large wooden rafters and the little peeks of light where the stone and wood ceiling had sprung a few leaks. She heard the cracks had something to do with a demon that had a vendetta against an unfortunate bartender that was mistaken for a necromancer from the group that created the unchained. It was probably a tall tale, but it made for entertaining musings.
"Well lass?" Maddox interrupted her thought. "Fancy I buy ye an ale?"
Jinx's grin returned to its original strength. "Not tonight, my dearest, though it would be a pleasure. Tonight I want to play a game, do something new. Maddox, I am ever so tired of the same old song, do you know what I mean?"
The ox-sized man snorted, and pounded the bar, nearly startling an over-drunk man straight from his stupor and out of his skin. "Ye are always lookin' for danger, lass. One day soon I'll find ye drained dry by ta Vampire den because ye wanted to see if old opera music still played in ta house."
"You're never any fun, Maddox. I pray someone fun will finally enter my life because you have positively no sense of adventure."
With that, Jinx resumed her study of the ceiling and fervently tried to imagine how she might find a spot of fun this night.
Jinx grinned at Maddox, a regular at the bar that she had grown to tolerate. Where most patrons ignored the miniature girl with sharp features, Maddox liked to prod her in a way that was all too enjoyable to the sly little fox.
She pretended to consider, setting her gaze on the large wooden rafters and the little peeks of light where the stone and wood ceiling had sprung a few leaks. She heard the cracks had something to do with a demon that had a vendetta against an unfortunate bartender that was mistaken for a necromancer from the group that created the unchained. It was probably a tall tale, but it made for entertaining musings.
"Well lass?" Maddox interrupted her thought. "Fancy I buy ye an ale?"
Jinx's grin returned to its original strength. "Not tonight, my dearest, though it would be a pleasure. Tonight I want to play a game, do something new. Maddox, I am ever so tired of the same old song, do you know what I mean?"
The ox-sized man snorted, and pounded the bar, nearly startling an over-drunk man straight from his stupor and out of his skin. "Ye are always lookin' for danger, lass. One day soon I'll find ye drained dry by ta Vampire den because ye wanted to see if old opera music still played in ta house."
"You're never any fun, Maddox. I pray someone fun will finally enter my life because you have positively no sense of adventure."
With that, Jinx resumed her study of the ceiling and fervently tried to imagine how she might find a spot of fun this night.
