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The Mistwalker's Mug (Open RP!)

Post by Azirik

**IC**

Nestled along the edge of a mountain range somewhere deep in Pandaria lies a newly opened tavern. Two years have passed since the fall of the destroyer, one year since the discovery of the Pandaren and Pandaria... The war between the Horde and Alliance escalates quickly, each side taking bold new measures and bringing powerful new weapons to the battlefield. It's a stalemate, a war that does not move but creates a river of blood... However, this tavern in Pandaria is home to a rather eccentric Pandaren man who just wants to brew his ale. His name is Kai-Shun Swiftbrew, a well trained monk-turned- home brewer, he has seen many days and many battles, though as he opens his tavern to the weary Horde and Alliance soldiers (who are willing to leave their hatred and rage at the door) he would face conflict and hardships once more. Deep in the back of his mind, he knows that his little tavern in Pandaria will be a haven for fighting and arguing, but perhaps peace and diplomacy. Kai-Shun hopes that his tavern, "The Mistwalker's Mug", will be a glowing beacon of what Pandaria is all about.

**OOC**

First off, I want to thank everyone for at least taking a look over this open RP. To begin, I would like to give you my reasoning for opening it; my WoW account has gone down to my dismay and I cannot buy time for a little bit... In the mean time, I have acquired a nice little beta key and have been wasting my days on the MoP beta. What I found was a wonderful expansion and lands just begging to be RPed out, I found a new character of mine within the Pandaren race. It hit me just an hour ago... "Why not open up an RP on wowhead?" The obvious answer came, "Not everyone has played the beta..." But again, an idea hit me! To elaborate a bit more, I wanted to create an RP in which one could just jump into... Even without having played the beta. The basic idea is to have a neutral tavern somewhere in Pandaria in which both Horde and Alliance characters can drink and chill.

*Rules*

1.No trolling.
2. Any class/race combination is allowed (Within logical range... I don't want to see Naga San'layn running around)
3. Fighting is allowed, though do not expect Kai-Shun to just let his tavern be trashed!
4. Please know your lore!
5. No ERP. I don't care about foul language or blood and gore... Just no ERP.
6. Have fun! :D

*Character Skeleton*

Name:
Age:
Race:
Class:
Appearance:
Personality:
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**The Tavern**
If you're able too, look up on youtube "Tavern in the Mists"

-Without all the criminal activity, a nice bar, and the lack of bathing hozen.

Post by Azirik

Name: Kai-Shun Swiftbrew
Age: Middle Aged
Race: Pandaren
Class: Monk
Appearance: Trainee's Vest, Trainee's Leggings, Trainee's Boots. Kai-Shun does not believe in weapons, mainly because he has always used his fists and feet for such a thing. Kai-Shun's coat is mostly black, white fur showing itself around his wrists and nearly his entire head save for two thick black lines that come vertically down his sapphire eyes. His hear is swept back and kept in a neat tail while his beard grows wildly down from his chin, scraggly and black. Like all of his race, Kai-Shun has a large belly and is just a generally large man by Human standards, normal by Pandaren. He stands at Six feet even with pride, his stride is long and proud. Kai-Shun has many scars, though the most apparent would be on his left jowl, just under his nose... It would appear to be two large claw marks which would span all the way down to his chin.
Personality: Kai-Shun is an outgoing man, often times speaking to members of both factions, all races, shapes, and sizes. He rarely discriminates and rarely fights or argues; calm,collected, eccentric, and kind are all words that could describe Kai-Shun. While he may seem like the perfect person, Kai-Shun has a weakness for his brew and is often found drunk or tipsy. He also has a weakness for women, Draenei are his favorite oddly enough. Kai-Shun also dislikes fighting inside his tavern and insists that there should only be fighting outside, despite his disliking he is not afraid to raise his fists to people who are disturbing the peace or harassing his clients.
Likes: Booze, women, reading, writing, talking, jokes, rain, contemplation, meditation, peace, and stories.
Dislikes: Fighting, arguing, bloodshed, senseless war, loud noises, screaming and yelling, men who disrespect women, arrogance, liars, and thieves.
Background: Kai-Shun often refrains from speaking about his past, mainly because it still haunts him.

Post by Adamsm

((OOC - Welcome to the board. However at the moment we do have a large number of RP's running, so unsure how yours will fare. Please note though, here in L&RP, we don't use the character skeleton method, as that kind of kills the fun of crafting your own. Also, in your opening post, please use italics and not bold, as that makes it incredibly hard to read. If you have any other questions about the L&RP set up, please feel free to discuss them in our prime Q&A thread. Again, welcome to the board, but if this is meant to be a Tavern RP, we've had numerous of those and they usually work best if they aren't confined to one building.))

Post by Azirik

((Ah, alrighty! I just wanted one where I could RP Kai-Shun XD However, I will search for another.))

Post by Adamsm

((OOC - Not trying to discourage the attempt of RP, just giving a quick heads up is all. And we always have the Lounge as well.))

Post by Azirik

((OOC - Not trying to discourage the attempt of RP, just giving a quick heads up is all. And we always have the Lounge as well.))

((Oh no no, it's fine! Its been a while since i've done any sort of forum roleplay, I confined it to a single area just as to avoid confusion and what-not... Being in Pandaria and all, but I didn't think of the skeleton taking away from the fun of things. as well as the issue with the Bold print))

Post by Paulizzfun

Name: Dagin is short for Dagindakh, he uses 'Dagin' because it takes less energy to spell.
Age: middle aged
Race: Wildhammer Dwarf/Bronzebeard Dwarf (hybrid)
Class: Shaman
Appearance: Though Dagin is half Wildhammer dwarf, he does not have tattoos, he is a stocky dwarf, with strong arms, and red hair. He has a long bushy triangular beard that goes to a point, and his skin is dark from years of work near a forge.
Personality: Dagin is a kindhearted dwarf whom is fond of ale. He came to Pandaria seeking 2 things, booze, and adventure. He has scars on his arms from the many wars he has fought in. He remembers little of the wars, for he was very rarely sober while on the battlefield. He loves his gryphon to death, Boozebeak. Boozebeak got his name because when he was a baby he was found drinking beer, and the name just stuck from that day on.
Likes: Friendship, Boozebeak, The Elements, Booze
Dislikes: Racism, needless bloodshed, unnecessary violence
Background: Dagin is half Wildhammer Dwarf and half Bronzebeard Dwarf, he was taught the way of the elements by his father at a young age in secret, because he feared being ridiculed for being half wildhammer dwarf he lived in Ironforge with his mother and everyone thought she was a widow. But every now and then he would go to the Hinterlands with the consent of his mother and the city flight master, who himself was a wildhammer dwarf and was the only person in the city who had known of Dagin's heritage. He would go to the Hinterlands to train with his father in the way of the elements. Everyone in Ironforge considered him a warriar, and he trained as one in his time in Ironforge, but this became hard to do when he made a new companion in the Hinterlands, Boozebeak. He had a hard time leaving him in the Hinterlands, because like all wildhammer dwarves, he and his gryphon were one.

His father was descended from the firebeards in the Twilight Highlands, making his full name Dagin Firebeard. Which would his explain his fiery red beard. During the times of the cataclysm, he was permanently reunited with his father, his family could live as one, him, his mother, his father, and now his wife, who is a wildhammer dwarf. He found this the perfect time to let everyone know of his heritage, with the heir to the throne of Ironforge being half Dark Iron dwarf and half Bronzebeard dwarf.

And now the new land of Pandaria has opened to the world, and with a son on the way, it was hard for him to part with his new family, but his wife understood that he was middle aged and didn't have many years left to live an adventurous life. So he went off to the land of Pandaria, making sure to keep his wife updated with letters.

Post by lightnstuff

Grakasha Bloodfield

Grakasha is a roughly middle aged orc woman with an extensive horde military career. She's since retired from the position of bloodguard, retired meaning she's gone solo as a mercenary. She's strictly professional when it comes to conflict and takes none of it personally, soldier's doing what they're paid to do as she's always thought. With her 'retirement' she's enjoyed the luxury of not being forced to attack the alliance and being able to explore where she pleases.

She wears her old set of saronite armor, the same she was issued when she was sent north to northrend, and sports a claymore, like like her younger sunwalker protege. She has a bright red mane of hair and is an average green for an orc. She's built like most soldiers as well.

Grakasha sauntered into the inn and looked around. It looked like a good enough place to stop for the day.

Post by Levarus

Throm'gar Ragefist
Age: The transition time between young and middle-aged.
Orgrimmar Orc
Warrior (Arms)
Appearance: His weapon. His Armor. His Tabard. Very green skin tone.
Personality: A "do as I say or be crushed" mentality, uses will and strength to take what he wants. Loves nothing more than the thrill of battle.
Likes: Combat, Leading, War, Slaughter, Followers.
Dislikes: Cowardice, Alliance, Weakness, Mages.
Background: Throm'gar earned the rank of Stone Guard when he was sent into the frontlines of Tol Barad and killed a heap of Alliance members. When he returned to Orgrimmar, he was then re-deployed into Alterac Valley and became a high-ranking member of the Frostwolf Clan. Receiving both commendations from Hellscream's Reach and the Frostwolf Clan, Throm'gar became a Warlord in Orgrimmar, and had power of a small dominion over a personal guard (six grunts) Seeking a new front, away from both the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor, Throm'gar now resides in Pandaria, with his small personal guard who would follow him into anything.

The smell of meat and beer perfumed the midday air, the worgs licked their chops at the smell. "Luk, Grag, stable the wolves." Ordered Throm'gar, the two nodded as the small band of Orcish Warriors dismounted, the worgs being tied down outside the entrance to the rather-large pub. Throm'gar opened the door to be ambushed by an explosion of exotic smells. He snarled. His guard native to Orgrimmar followed him in, Luk and Grag last, Throm'gar at the front, he was always first. "We're here." boomed Throm'gar, he didn't know how this whole Pandaren system worked, did he take a seat? Did they seat him? The only Pandaren he'd ever seen were a select few who joined the Horde in Orgrimmar, and he despised it.

Post by lightnstuff

Grakasha Bloodfield
The Tavern

Grakasha took one look at Throm'Gar and sighed.

'Oh great. It's one of those guys. Just like my old boss.'

Nonetheless, she waited for some kind of hinting at what she should do. She ignored the urge to sharpen her weapon.

Post by Levarus

Throm'gar Ragefist
Mistwalker's Mug

As he received no response, Throm'gar took a seat at a nearby round wooden table, there were 5 seats, so Luk had to pull one from another to sit. "Luk, why are you always last in everything?" Throm'gar said with a serious tone. The look of fear took hold of Luk, as he quivered and trembled.

"I-i, I'm s-sorry sir, I can't h-help-" Throm'gar slammed down a gaunleted fist on the table, with a violent *booming* noise ensuing.

"There is no excuse for following! You are now tasked with feeding the worgs tonight."

"But-but I did it last tav-tavern-"

"YOU DEFY YOUR WARLORD?" yelled Throm'gar, standing up furiously. "NOW YOU SHALL SLEEP WITH THE WORGS IN ADDITION TO FEEDING THEM."

What looked like tears came to Luk's eyes, he held back the subconscious urge to cry. "Ahahaha, I'm just messing with you, lighten up, grunt." Throm'gar swung a fist to the back of Luk, nearly making him whelp, sitting back down. "Are we going to get any service at all sometime now? This will teach me to trust a panda to serve a meal to their greaters, I have a war to tend to, one not on an empty stomach."

Post by lightnstuff

Grakasha Bloodfield
The Tavern

Grakasha muttered as she moved over to the bar.

JUST like my old boss.

Post by Levarus

Throm'gar Ragefist
Mistwalker's Mug

Throm'gar took out a pouch of coins and shook it in the air. "There's much more where that comes from, if some service would appear some time today." The rattling sound of coins drew attention from some nearby thieves and pickpockets, but they quickly looked back.

"Stop that! Throm'gar, your impudence is ear-deafening." Said Grell'luk, the Farseer wise beyond his days. He had traveled with Throm'gar in Pandaria, he had asked him while in Orgrimmar. "You'll need my council, your a Warlord now after all." Throm'gar had agreed, and brought him to Pandaria, but his loyalty was proving trivial, as the Shaman constantly nagged on the Warlord.

"Impudence? I am Warlord Ragefist of Orgrimmar, Stone Guard of the Frostwolf Clan! Legionarre of Hellscream's Reach! You, Farseer, are being the impudent one, challenging my- "

"Authority? We are equals in rank, but not in wit, not in wisdom, youth still claims your arrogant mind, learn to temper it with peace, not blood."

Throm'gar had no reaction, other than a grunt. The 5 members of his guard exchanged awkward looks, except for Luk, he seemed to be edging closer to the shaman who had equipped a traditional set of wolf-garb. "I'll feed the worgs." Grell'luk said, leaving the tavern.

Everyone then exchanged looks, the we never ordered any food look. But nothing was said, even Throm'gar was silent, however much he disdained it. "Lok'tar?" said Luk.

"Shut up." replied Grag.

Post by Azirik

((Sorry everyone! A bit of a hectic day!))

Kai-Shun Swiftbrew
The Mistwalker's Mug

Kai-Shun peered at the new and entering guests with pride! The Mug was seeming to be a success!

"Welcome! Welcome to The Mistwalker's Mug! I am Kai-Shun Swiftbrew, your bartender and the owner of this magnificent part of Pandaria" Kai-Shun announced in his booming Pandaren voice, the proud monk peered along the bar before falling upon Luk and Grag.

Kai-Shun then motioned to the bar before him, "Come... Let me give you a taste of the Swiftbrew Ale!"

Post by lightnstuff

((Of course! NP))
Grakasha Bloodfield
The Mistwalker's Mug

Grakasha shrugged,

'Maybe it'll kill the headache that idiot is giving me...'

She walked over "Alright Mr. Swiftbrew, let's see what'cha got."

Post by Levarus

Throm'gar Ragefist
The Mistwalker's Mug

Luk and Grag looked at eachother. "Permission sir?" they asked their Warlord. Throm'gar denied them the privilege. "You, Panda, do you have rooms where we could stay for the night and fresh meat? We just won a skirmish you see, against an alliance scouting force, and my troops are exhausted. I'd be willing to pay." Throm'gar took out his coin pouch once more and waved it around. Nazrell, an Orcish Outrider who had fought the Night Elves in Warsong Gulch, was the only guard of Throm'gar's who used a bow, but he was rather good with it. He had a pet boar named Bloodtusk that died against a Night Elf ambush, ever since he wore a necklace of the boar's fangs around his light-green neck in memory.

Though most found that weird, it was "Orcish Tradition" he would offtimes say. He would say at other times that he rode Bloodtusk the Boar at range while shooting his bow instead of riding the traditional worg. That was where the line was drawn for many, and most viewed Nazrell as some kind of freak. "Sir, permission to go to the bar?" said Nazrell.

"No." Throm'gar replied, "Do you think I want my own force of grunts getting drunk? Alcohol and Axes do not mix well, Outrider, you'd be wise to remember that."

"But sir, I have a bow, not an axe." Afew chuckled, but most stayed quiet. It was moreso of the defiance than the wit which brought forth a few smiles.

"Light mead is the extent of what I'll allow. And at the maximum a pint of it. I remember a few troops in my batallion at Alterac Valley got drunk of victory after a battle, decided to go AWOL and have a good time. That didn't work out well. Next day, Drek'thar had them beaten publically and them fight wild rams. Drek'thar pointed at the rams, said they'd be all over the base if there were more grunts like that. And that was the end of getting drunk, I now despise it. My axe sates me with the blood of my foes rather than some homebrewed Pandaren ale." Throm'gar said the last part with open disgust, and looked over at the Pandaren. "Light-mead will do. I don't want any of your fancy drinks. Just mead and meat."

Post by Azirik

Kai-Shun Swiftbrew
Mistwalker's Mug

The Pandaren brewer smiled gently to Grakasha as he turned around, drawing out a large mug and filling it from a nearby keg with the dark liquid he had called "Swiftbrew Ale", handing it the Orcish woman before peering over to the other Orcs, despite the Warlord's open disgust for his brew he passed them all a gentle smile, "Then come, I will get you some mead and to answer your question... Yes. There are rooms upstairs i'd be willing to let you stay in." He stated.

Kai-Shun turned around and retrieved three of the large mugs and moved to another, rather unused keg and filled the mugs with the Mead, he then turned around a corner for a few seconds and retrieved some cook meat he had smoked earlier that day.

Post by lightnstuff

Grakasha Bloodfield
Mistwalker's Mug

Grakasha took a hit from the mug and smacked her lips a few times, "Well, that's different. Pretty good too!"

Post by Levarus

Throm'gar Ragefist
Mistwalker's Mug

"Look at that! Another Orc in this inhospitable hole of civilization." Grag said, pointing to Grakasha. A mercenary... thought Throm'gar. He could tell, off-duty grunts didn't wear armor at all, on-duty grunts wore the Horde colors, she was just alone. Perhaps a deserter... Throm'gar thought. No, a mercenary. That was when Grell'luk came back indoors and took a seat he had left empty some time ago.

"The worgs are fed." He announced. Throm'gar nodded.

"You're lucky this time, Luk." said Grag. Luk shrugged meagerly. Nazrell slammed a fist on the table,

"When will this damn food come? I've been starvin' the whole day, an empty stomach doesn't help either. Maybe if this panda hurried up I could get some sleep too! How wonderful would that be!"

"It's a Pandaren tavern, Nazrell, what do you expect?" replied Grag.

"I expect them to hurry for their masters, by the time we actually get our food, the entirety of this turtle-of-a-continent shall be conquered by the Horde! And we'll miss out on all the bloodshed!"

Luk idiotically said, "That is good. Me no want bloodshed."

The table stared at him, long and hard, as if he were an alien from a different world. Even Grell'luk stared at him. "Luk, you don't belong here, with us." Said Nazrell. "You were a peon before the Warlord pitied you, seeing you act as a slave in Orgrimmar, did you know, that the Warlord's aunt's cousin's friend's brother is your uncle. That's the only reason he accepted you into his guard? Face it Luk, it was political connections that brought you here. You are a black sheep." It looked as though Luk felt like crying again.

Throm'gar nodded. "Upon our arrival at Krom'gar Fortress, I am sending you back to Orgrimmar and replacing you with my cousin who joined the Horde Army some month or two ago, you can go back to being a peon."

"No." said Grell'luk. "Then I will take him in as my guard."

Then the spotlight was on Grell'luk. Even Luk was surprised.

The Mistwalker's Mug (Open RP!)

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