Posts by Asgall Tulach

oh that sounds really good actually !! heres the guy btw, still gotta update his profile though haha. but hes just a humble little traveler that hands out drinks and food for those who ask nicely, and those who are in need

im getting a bunch of ideas all of a sudden ! the joining thread will probably be up in about half an hour, if not earlier

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto;width:400px; font-family: georgia;][justify]The little traveler found himself on a rather peculiar land, one that he hadn't ventured to before. The beaver tilted his head up slightly, sniffing the air. He smelled the lake, of course, and a large amount of creatures, such variety he hadn't even come across before. He smiled to himself, knowing this was the next place to set up inn, relieved to know he would see many kinds of faces, at least judging from all the different smells.

The innkeeper kept on going, humming and whistling a little cheerful tune in his solitude, hoping he could find a place in the bustling town to set up his tavern, and perhaps find a bard to sing songs to entertain his customers, though he could do that himself too, but he was rather rusty, to put it kindly.

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[i]"Ah, thank you kindly!" The beaver gave a toothy grin at the canine, and nodded in respect. "I was just lookin' to set up inn somewhere, as usual. Haven't been in these parts before. Name's Asgall Tulach, I'm a traveling innkeeper, as you could've figured already." The traveler added, copper optics measuring the larger creature, giving her a rather curious look. Although, he took his eyes off of the form of the canine soon, as paying mind to the looks of others could be taken as impolite, and instead attempted to get a look of the other's face, whom was gazing off into the distance. His curiosity was not overthrown so easily, though. "Say, what's your name? Any tips on how to settle down here, or do I need to consult the headperson first?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto;width:400px; font-family: georgia;][justify][i]"No need for such formalities, Asgall goes just fine." The beaver added in a chipper tone, as the canine called him mister. He hadn't gotten called such a title before. As the canine continued, though, he pondered deeply, to go on. "Yeah, that'd be understandable. That's often the case, so it's just as I expected!" The critter thought for a moment, as a question rolled from her tongue, not used to getting asked to join before. He was used to just asking permission from the headperson of the town, but he came from a far-off land, so of course the little details were a bit different here and there. After a moment of pondering deeply, and weighing the pros and cons, the creature chuckled, and opened up his maw yet again. "Sure! I don't see a problem in that. I was kinda thinking of this being my last proper stop, where I settle down for good, after all."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto;width:400px; font-family: georgia;][justify][i]"Thank you kindly! I'll probably be wandering around a bit, and then decide where exactly I'll set up." The beaver's ears twitched happily, as he heard the response of the serval. He was accepted that quickly? While he thought he'd need to fill some sort of papers and the like, though, suppose that was the way in this odd, colorful land, which was actually better than some others.

"Oh, I come from way overseas. I've traveled far and wide, but my birthplace is called Udresh Tra. It's a very small place, so I doubt you've heard of it. It's mostly home to my kind, and a handful of other similar creatures." The critter added, as the odd-eyed feline went on. He was happy to tell people of his origin, as not many knew of it, or cared enough to ask.

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"Drink? Food? Thirsty? Hungry?" Using the simplest words possible, the beaver smiled widely, and adjusted his dark green sailors' hat. This wasn't the first time he'd encountered such a case of vocabulary during his travels. It was his goal to be as friendly and welcoming as possible, as it was any innkeeper's. "Welcome to Colouredclan! Good home. Also, Kalanken good name, pretty."
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;] "Heya there! Anythin' you'd want?" The bipedal beaver smiled widely, copper luminaries hovering upon the new guest. He waved, and then placed his hand upon his backpack, signing he could offer food and drink if anyone so wanted.

"So! Does anyone want a drink or some food? It's my job to give a hand for those in need, and those who ask nicely. Also spreading rumors is a thing I do every now and then, haha!" The critter laughed loudly after the last sentence, stomping the ground with his tail in a jolly manner. He was in a rather good mood, as you could most likely tell.
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;] "Beer, huh? My, my, a classic!" The humble innkeeper had padded over, hearing the words 'anyone got some beer', already pouring a rather large amount of the drink into a hefty mug, offering it to the German shepherd. "Do tell ol' Asgall here if you've got anythin' on your mind, or in case you want more." The beaver's whiskers twitched in amusement, though his little joke most likely wasn't funny to anyone else. His sense of humor was rather bland and old-fashioned, really, so he wouldn't be surprised.
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;] It had been a day since the beaver was permitted to set up his inn, and accepted into the clan. A day he had worked hard and gathered all the wood and materials he needed to make his little tavern. The Copper Rodent. It was still much of a work in progress, really, but with the aid of his conjuration powers, and a couple helping hands, the innkeeper was nearly finished with his project.

Now, the beaver was lying down against the front wall of the medieval-stylized inn, that looked slightly different, and poked out of the rest of the bustling, colorful town.
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;]"Yet another joiner, eh? My, my!" The bipedal beaver padded over, with a friendly smile adorning his maw, as his copper optics measured the canine before him. "Would you like a drink? Or perhaps something to eat? If you like, that is." The innkeeper dug out some items from his backpack, such as a large mug filled with blackberry juice, and a slice of ham on a plate, offering them to the newcomer in a polite manner. He was always rather curious about those who desired to join the clan, and of course, wanted them to visit his inn sometime, the Copper Rodent, when the building was finished, that is.
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;] "Oh, shush. Don't cuss in front of kids, it's bad luck." The beaver had overheard the little commotion, and padded over, only to see the large, dragon-like equine clearly sick to the bone. The two hadn't interacted before, due to him joining just recently, but the critter figured now was better than never. "If you're feeling ill and need somewhere to rest, the Copper Rodent has a lot of rooms just for that, once it's finished, that is, which shouldn't take long. One of the rooms upstairs is ready for use, at least. Plus, residents get free food and drink delivered straight to their rooms."
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;] "I don't believe I have whiskey at the moment, but that can be fixed in a second. Just make sure you don't drink too much. I might be an innkeeper, but even I know the limits." The bipedal added in response to the canine's question, whiskers twitching in amusement, conjuring a mug of whiskey in his hand, offering yet again. "If you want more, or need a place to rest, just come visit the Copper Rodent, or try to find me."

//rushed, low muse ugh
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OPEN TO
friendships, casual chitchat at his inn, breaking up bar fights (needs at least 2 other characters), etc.
hes also looking for a bard to occasionally sing songs in his inn, so if anyones willing, theres that too!
there can also be a cleaner and caretaker in his inn, but its not necessary. but if youd like your character to work as one, just say so!

for violence, hes open to; fighting, sparring, being maimed (not too much), bar fights, minor injuries, etc.

NOT OPEN TO
killing, being killed, maiming, romance (for now, since he just joined)

just hmu if you have anything else in mind and we can work something out c:

THREADS
01 // private // Shiloh Alexander

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;]Chuckling as the young kitsune approached, and bombed the beaver with questions, the critter stood up, and smiled widely. "Nah, I'm not a mage. Just an innkeeper, though I do know some conjuration techniques. Name's Asgall Tulach. Nice to meet you, Papika." What an odd name, kind of like paprika, but not quite, though, as the beaver had seen and heard many faces and names, he paid no real mind to it. After all, it was kind of cute.
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Whistling a little traveler's tune, the rodent started digging various items from his backpack, such as a picnic blanket, a mug, a water bottle, and some food items, that included his signature garlic bread. Immediately biting into the soft, tasty bread, the innkeeper's copper optics kept on hovering over the blue, clear sky.
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;] "Oh, do feel free to join in! Got lots of food and drink to spare." The rodent gave the approaching serval a toothy grin, grabbing another mug, and some ham. Figured the feline could use some meat, since their kind usually enjoyed that, though he wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't the case this time. This place was quite odd, had to admit, but that only brightened one's mind, and variety is refreshing. Since the guest mentioned he enjoyed the beaver's little tune, he begun again, this time another, from his childhood, when he still lived in his birthplace, Udresh Tra.
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i think asgall and qrow could be very close friends, or know eachother well, due to qrows drinking, and asgall being the only innkeeper around. its up to you but maybe!

i dont have many ideas for plots but maybe qrow visits his inn (this of course being post to it being finished, so itd be set in the future by around a few days, if not weeks. depends on how you like!) and gets really drunk on the excessive amounts of free samples and such, and starts a fight with an npc, unless someone else wants to join of course, and then asgall has to try to break it before it gets too big? idk its something at least, you can come up with something else, if you like!

ohhh that sounds very good actually!! do you want a thread right now where they can have a bit of an interaction for that? there doesnt need to be a plot, unless you want one, just some casual chitchat is fine by me!

i actually suggested bit of the same thing in your plot thread before i checked this but ah well !! glad to know were on the same page, haha !

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; color: black; opacity:.6; width: 400px; border-radius:5px; border:none; text-align: justify;] "Well, this is quite the coincidence!" The beaver had a habit of traveling around the edges of the town whenever not working at his inn, and greeting all the visitors and joiners whenever he came by any. Upon smelling the whiskey-tinted breath of a newcomer, he approached, a wide smile adorning his maw, and adjusted his old-fashioned green sailor's hat. "Howdy there! How about a drink as we wait for someone to accept you in, hm? Name's Asgall Tulach by the by, I'm the innkeeper of these parts. Nice to meet you, Shiloh." He gave quite the polite greeting to the joiner, knowing that this could be another regular visitor of his inn. The thought was rather nice, at least.
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