Tavern work (1)

Eldyn lands with a thud outside of the tavern, stretching out and relaxing next to the building as he waits for it to open, fully intending to purchase a keg of something cheap when it does. He notes with some satisfaction that the regulars had not arrived yet, and looked forward to meeting them; though this was only his first trip to town since moving into an abandoned gem mine-turned-lair nearby, he was enthusiastic and optimistic about the reactions of the townspeople, the price of alcohol, and the value of the small number of precious gems he had so carefully mined and faceted throughout the week. Such thoughts populating his mind, he can't help but chuckle at himself, a deep rumbling sound that would definitely catch attention if his landing hadn't.

Eldyn grins at the mention of a drink, sticking his head into the tavern. "A drink would be fantastic! I think I'd crowd the other patrons, though, might you bring it out here? I would greatly appreciate it, ma'am." He blinks and tries to recall what else he wanted to ask, humming not-so-quietly for a few moments. "Ah, yes; I've also a number of valuable gems, but no coin. Do you accept those as payment?" The large drake grimaces sheepishly, the thought that selling the gems should likely have been priority just now occurring to him. "If you don't, I'll have to find someone to buy them first."

Eldyn nods and pulls his head out, reaching into one of several pouches behind his wing to pull out a small ruby, no bigger than a man's pinkie, and a slightly larger emerald, about the size of a thumb. Both are beautifully faceted. Placing them in her outstretched hands, he asks, "What will that buy me?"

Eldyn nods with a grin. "Thank you. I'm here to get to know the locals, recently moved into the abandoned mine nearby, made it a lair. I've found that there seems to be a tradition of making friends while intoxicated among the two legged races, so I am trying that." He chuckles again, drawing the barrel towards him with a paw. "I'll be out here, and I will try not to scare your patrons.. But if any of them give you trouble, I'll kill them for you. How's that sound?" He maintains a jovial tone the entire time, thinking little of the thought of killing a rowdy drunk, apparently, or else not even thinking of his words at all.

Eldyn nods amiably, cracking open the barrel of mead with a claw and sipping at it politely. "I'll be sure to get your attention.." He chuckles at this, then raises an eyeridge at her mention of a child. "Bring him out, introduce me. I'll be friendly, promise." He smiles reassuringly to ease Thelissa's motherly worries about such things. "Better than him accidentally running into me, right?" As she asks if he will become a regular, he nods amiably, replying, "Oh, and of course! I'll visit whenever I'm in town, I must admit that I'm partial to good mead... And bad mead, for that matter. Not much taste in my mouth, I suppose."

Eldyn notices Tammy's intimidation immediately and lets out a soothing purr, nodding as Thelissa explains his fear. "I don't eat little ones, have no fear. I'm simply another patron, and by now a friend of your mother's, I should hope." Once he is sure the younger one is properly soothed, he addresses his mother. "Thank you, I will search him out and hopefully have coin for you the next time I visit. My new lair has no shortage of the raw gems, you see, but apparently you lot abandoned it because the gasses were too much for you. My gain, I think." He chuckles again, then nudges both of them with his snout playfully. "In fact, I think I will go find this jeweler now, and let you attract some customers in my absence." With this, he stands and wanders off amiably, humming quietly.

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Eldyn returns about an hour later, having found the jeweler and sold him the gems, accepting less than all of their value on credit for when the gems were made into jewelry and sold. He sticks his head in the door unobtrusively and grins at Thelissa, wherever she might be.

Eldyn nods and pulls his head away from the door, as he realizes he must be blocking the light. "Yes, I did. He didn't have much coin he could part with, but promised me a share of what he made next trip to market. I don't think I've ever seen anyone so happy!" He grins amiably and reaches into the pouch where the gems had been to pull out a pawful of silver and copper coins. "I believe it is human tradition to buy the others present a drink, when such good fortune strikes." He grins and sticks his head in the door to raise an eyeridge at the other patrons as he says this, then chuckles and hands a few of the silvers, likely more than necessary, to pay for said drinks. The drake obviously has no clue of each coin's value, and seems only to loosely grasp the concept that they are currency.

Eldyn nods at Thelissa's advice that he learn more about money, and grins as she brings out another barrel of mead. "Wonderful squishy one, you know me so well already. Many thanks!" Still slightly intoxicated from earlier, he displays less restraint this time and grabs the barrel in his front paws after poking a hole in the top with a claw, tipping it back to drain its contents down his gullet before setting it back down and resting his head on top with a contented purr. "Best customer, you say? I shall be sure to come back, repeatedly." After a few moments, he pokes his head through the door again to see how the other 'squishy ones' are enjoying their drinks.

Eldyn nods, still grinning. "Oh, of course. As long as you know you -are- squishy." He chuckles at this before continuing, "What would you like to be called?" At her next statement, he shrugs. "I enjoy everything I do, or I don't do it. That extends to drinking, too." He chuckles when she says she doesn't drink, and seems unbothered that the men inside weren't engaging him. "Your opinion, to have as you will. Heh.. They also say that the gasses I work around are bad for you, but neither bothers me one bit." He purrs again, the second barrel of mead settling pleasantly in his stomach. "Mmm.. But don't let me get too drunk, might step on someone." Judging from the slight sway of his head as he lifted it to speak, this was already a valid concern.

Eldyn blinks, realizing he hasn't given his name yet. "Oh, I'm sorry Thelissa! I'm Eldyn, glad we're introduced. Hmm.. They seem to kill most squishy two-legs like yourself. Dragonborn seem immune, too." He tilts his head at her last question, then shrugs. "Everything. A couple of my more involved hobbies include chasing dragonesses and singing." He grins impishly at the second one, then continues, "I rather enjoy tavern songs, though noone seems to appreciate when I join in."

Eldyn chuckles good-naturedly and shakes his head. "Not much can hurt dragons. Hmm.. No, I've not found any sort of love, as of yet. Rather sad, wouldn't you say? Such a handsome young drake like myself, and not a single interested female..." He rolls his eyes at the fickle nature of those he so enjoyed to chase, then goes on, "I don't sing until I've lost my manners. I've been muzzled for it before... Heh, you lot might be puny, but a fair three dozen of you make short work of a drunken dragon." He smiles and rests his head on the empty barrel again before he tips over, feeling slightly drowsy now and figuring that was likely for the best.

Eldyn shrugs unbotheredly. "I have no clue, I've never so much as had a dragoness sit by my side. As for music nights.. It is likely for the best." As she touches his scales, he lifts his head and brings it around to nuzzle her amiably. "You seem to like my scales, Thelissa. Hm-m-mm.. I'll tell you a secret, there's a wonderful little niche between my wings, at the base of my neck.. Wonderful spot to sit, warm, and I hear I make an excellent couch when I'm drunk." Figuring it is too much effort to carry his head back to the barrel, he rests his head near Thelissa and relaxes some, leaving the spot he described easily accessible. "You're a friend, I don't mind if you climb up for a bit.. Just jump off if I fall asleep and start to roll."