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Kragum

Leather working wise crack

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by lostamongtrees

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Kragum
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Rounder, skin tanned by the sun.
His jolly spirit is reflected in his stature.
Shorter, stouter, he's lot's of fun,
And likes to drink other men under.

Personality

Kragum has always proved jolly and light spirited. He's often the joker, and is rarely serious or stern. Often he can be seen poking fun at anyone near by, all in good spirit of course. Nosy, but he doesn't mean any harm.
A bit of a womanizer, he loves the ladies, but it is rare they don't love him back.
Kragum knows that he isn't likely to score, but tries anyway.

In all truth, he has his eyes set on the lovely Fesna. She isn't the most lovely, but he does love her deep inside. He shows this by making her the butt of his every joke, whenever possible.

What is his trade? He's a good talker, a good bargainer, and can leather work quite nicely.

Equipment

Satchel containing leather working tools, jerky and chic peas for his munching pleasure, and of course a flask of rum.

So begins...

Kragum's Story

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Kragum burst into the bar, right foot first. His stark blue eyes flashed around the room, complimenting his cheeky smile. The raggedy garb he wore didn't do much to compliment his figure, which was short and stout. Nevertheless, he crossed the bar full of cheer! Fishing into a satchel that hung from his belt, Kragum drew three solid gold coins. Slapping them on the counter, he shot his grin up and down, seeking out the bar tend.

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"Fesna! Ya ol' loot," He winked at the woman, flinched from the slap he knew was coming. It was the night of nights for him, he had finally lured her away from the camp. Kragum was finally on a date with the ever lovely Fesna. He did his best not to oogle her bosom, which was set on the counter. The notion would most likely bring another blow.

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"Is coming, is coming!" His smile faltered in the slightest as he shot another look up the bar. It had best be coming...

He hopped onto the stool next to Fesna, bottom draping over the sides. After a scooch, he was comfortable, and folded his hands over the counter. A beep rang out from beneath his clasped hands, which startled him a bit. Flinging his arms to the air, he glared down at the counter, which was glowing.

"Wha's this magiks?"

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"Magiks, I tell ye," Kragums smile dropped, as he wiggled his fingers not inches from the surface. Narrowing his eyes, he inspected the thing. It had shapes on it, and words of some sort. He didn't recognize most of them, but after a moment of staring picked one out that he definitely knew.

"Mead!"

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He held splayed palms towards Fesna, a focused look set on his brow, and shushed her.

"I'll get it, I'll get it..." He meant it, too. Determined to impress her, Kragum would find out how to get some of the promised mead. His hands resumed their hovering position, and he wiggled his fingers and cleared his throat.

I comman' ye to gimme mead!
He spoke as if commanding an army into battle.

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"Well tha' didn't work-A course it didn't work! 'Wise you'd see mead righ' here," With a firm finger, he jabbed down onto the word "Mead".

As he did so, a beep resounded from the device. Kragum recoiled his hand, cradling it in the other, nearly falling backwards off of the stool in shock. What just happened? He was almost afraid to look. When he did, three more words had appeared, this time accompanied by pictures.

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Kragum hesitantly reached a finger forward, and let it hover over the middle box. The bottle. Well, here goes nothing...

He jabbed at the device, just as hard as before.

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"Mead!" He reached for it, then hesitated. It had just appeared from practically nowhere...

"Think it's safe?"

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Kragum grabbed the mead from Fesna with a grin. He took a long hard glug and set it on the bar, sliding it towards her and returning the wink. Good stuff, good stuff!

A newcomer sat not too off from them, and Kragum shot him a wink too. It was a good evening indeed! He had gotten them some mead!

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He received the bottle, drank to match Fesna, then passed it back in her direction. After it was handed off, he swiveled on his seat to face the other lad.

"Evnin'!" He said cheerily, cheeks flustered from the alcohol. It wasn't enough to get him drunk, but he was just starting to feel the buzz.

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He had opened his mouth to speak when Fesna did it for him. Snapping his jaw shut, but still smiling, he extended a finger and poked her in the shoulder.

"'Ey, thas my line!" Kragum then reached for the bottle, but proved to be too slow. Fesna had already slid it out of his grasp and down the bar. A pout appeared on the stout man's lips for but a moment, spreading into a full grin aimed one hundred percent at Lysander.

"Lysander, eh? I knewa guy named tha' once. He died," Kragum stated matter-of-factly with a nod. "Yes obviously not him!" And then came the rolling laughter.

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"Ahhh," Kragum wiped a tear from his eye, then waved his hand about in some sort of holy motion. It wasn't the sign of the cross, but might have seemed like it to someone who had no idea. "May he res' in peace," He said, grabbing up the bottle and drinking some more.

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Kragum was about to slam the bottle down, when someone erupted through the bar.

"The hell?"

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"Nothin'!" His smile revealed a golden tooth or two, "But it has good mead!" Kragum passed the bottle off to Fesna.

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"Hah!" He grabbed the bottle, and shook it. Looks like there's only 3 good swigs left. He put the bottle to his lips, taking his turn.

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"Open yer ears woman, a course he does!" Kragum said with a slam of his palm to the bar.

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"Awwwww..." They weren't even betrothed, but he would follow her every whim. Such was the power of love. She didn't know it though.

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Kragum slid off of his stool and followed Fesna's lead, with a wave at Lysander. As he slid from the stool, a gold coin and a small pin-like tool fell from one of his many pockets. Kragum payed it no heed, however, and hobbled towards the exit with Fesna.

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Kragum entered the bar in the swing of the door, closely following after Fesna. He, too, had a grin set upon his face, for different reasons than the woman who preceded him. After her lead, he sat upon a stool, bottom drooping over the sides (like always).

Placing one elbow on the bar, the other hand in the crook of his bent limb, Kragum glared at the menu set into the wood.

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"Eh..." Kragum tapped the screen a couple of times, figuring it out all over again. He followed the motions, letting muscle memory guide him, and completed his order.

Turning to Fesna, he had but one word; "Rum!"

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Leaning towards her, waiting for his rum, Kragum couldn't help but notice how wonderful the apple of his eye smelled. The rum ascended from some hidden trap in the counter, and he swiped it up without a moments haste. Whirling the top with his thumb, he unscrewed the drink and let the lid fall to the counter. With a waggle of his brows, Kragum put the bottle to his lips and knocked back a drink.

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Kragum set his elbow back on the counter as Fesna drank her worth. As she finished, he grabbed it back. His turn!

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He passed the bottle back to Fesna, in turn jerking his head from the taste. Wow! What a bottle!

But of course, He thought to himself, Fesna was never one to be fooled. Of course she would bring up business. Part of the reason he liked her so much.

"Which ones?" He supposed his lopsided smile would be able to charm the topic away, that and a little liquor.

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Oh, that one.

"Well, d'pendn' on wha' my week's look like, I could-" He drank in turn from the bottle of rum, collecting the rest of his thought.
"Get'm hic in like, fo' days."

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Kragum also shook the bottle before his pull, being sure to not take too much. He then slammed it on the counter, along with his other hand, shaking his head and letting out a whoop.

He was druuuuuunk!