Lumberjack Family/Omega

Drinking in a Bar in Fontan during the LoF tournament

Roleplay from Omega

Omega enters the bar and staggers slightly. He had already been drinking in the morning and wanted to numb the developing migrane. He sat in his usual stool and Becky the busty barmaid brought him the pint she had ready for him.

"How did ye know I hic would be here Betty??" asked Omega

"You're not one to pass up free drinks Omega, and my names Becky" replied the pretty barmaid

"Ye know me too well hic" said Omega

He quickly downs the pint and espies out of the bottom of his glass Vlad.

He turns to the barmaid and feels a bit worried about the fact that the wall behind her is moving, but shakes his head.

"Good stuff Bertha hic good stuff, two more if it pleases ya"

She pours him two more and hands them over while muttering "My name is still Becky"

"Thanks Barb, oh and by the way hic the wall behind you is still moving"

She throws him an inquisitive look and opens her mouth but he is already stumbling in Vlad's general direction. He throws himself down in the chair opposit Vlad thrusts the drink into his chest and says. "Lo Flad hic nice evenin innit, ooooh she has a nice ass" gesturing a little to the left of Brom the Storyteller.

Vlad looks down at his clothes and looks mildly annoyed at being drenched in beer but Omega's exhuberance and slurring gains a smile from the Caligan.

The rest of the night goes by in a colourful blur but Omega wakes up in the memory that another noble has been drunk under the table. If only they made that a part of the tournament he thinks to himself donning the armour he hasn't worn since making the trip from Oligarch to LoF...

Omega Count of An Najaf

Thinking about his feelings is making Omega confused when....

Roleplay from Omega

Omega was in the bar drinking himself under the table while gazing dazedly out of the open window at the massive tent being erected at the center the tournament grounds. He is confused at what he ought to be doing. Mingle with the people it was once his sworn duty to slay?? His train of thought is however blocked when a beautiful maiden walks into the bar. He does not know her name but he is overcome by the sudden urge to go and talk to her. She sits herself at the bar and hails the bartender who jumps having been staring at her himself and goes to her. "I'll have a glass of your finest ale."

Omega shuffles his feet under his table, plucking up the courage to go talk to what is probably the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on. (Do it, get off your ass and go talk to her. NO. Why not? What if she doesn't like me? You'll have a good excuse to get drunk! But- No get up) Finally he jumps to his feet and goes to her, "This ones on me" he says to the bartender. Omega bows and says "My name is...umm" (Oh hell what's my name?!) She grins kindly at him, this makes things worse, he feels feint...

Omega Count of An Najaf