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Salamandastron: Recreation Room
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The recreation room for the army of the Longpatrol. Here soldiers come to
relax after a hard day's work and the officers come for a game of cards or
a quick drink by the fire. The room is quite large, having to deal with a
lot of hares at one time. Along one wall there is a large worktop with
some cuhsioned stools lining one side of it. On the other side of the
worktop there stand many kegs and bottles, lined so that they can be
easily opened by someone standing on the inside of the bar but well out of
reach of the rowdy hares on the other side. There are a few woollen cloths
on the bar and mats in front of each stool. The next thing nearest to the
bar are the round tables, each with 4 chairs around and a lantern in the
middle of each one. There are a couple of slightly larger oval tables with
8 seats around, obviously for larger crowds. The other end of the room is
littered with armchairs, comfortable armchairs,  each pair with a small
table in between. The armchairs are near the fire, used to heat the room
and provide extra comfort for the relaxing soldiers.
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                  Visible Exits:
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Sitting away from the fire, sits Jarril with a mug of ale in one paw as he takes a look around the busy room, noting a game being played with stones on one table, a drinking contest going on at another table and what seems to be a two large hares arm wrestling with a few hares standing around.  Typical thing for the patrol to hang out by the bar.

After entering the crowded room, Tranbuck makes his way, harebabe in arms, over to a table in the less inhabited end of the room, which happens to be only a few metres away from Jarril. He glances around, then pulls out a chair and sits down, settin the child on his lap.

Jarril moving his head to the side, the hare gives a nod.  "'vening."

Tranbuck glances up as he is addressed, his gaze coming to rest on the major. 'Evenin', sah.' He says. He looks about, then comments, 'Busy night, eh?'

Jarril looks around again before taking a sip of his ale.  "Oh the usual, I think.  So what brings ya in here then?"  Taking a look at the young hare.

Tranbuck grins, gesturing to the babe. 'Oh, jus' lookin' aftah th' tyke.' He shrugs. 'Got t' be somewhere, I guess.'

Jarril slowly nods his head.  "True."

Tranbuck continues. 'Liddle buggah's quite a pawful.' He chuckles. 'Anything particular y're 'ere f'r, majah?'

Jarril replies back.  "Oh just taking a drink before the end of the day and a rest."

Tranbuck nods, grabbing the babe as he tries to slide off the buck's knee. 'Ah, a drink's always nice 't th

Tranbuck nods, grabbing the babe as he tries to slide off the buck's knee. 'Ah, a drink's always nice aftah a long day.'

Slowly nodding his head again, Jarril takes a sip.  "So apart from keeping an eye on that, wot else have ya been up ta t'day?"

Tranbuck shrugs. 'Jus' a reg'lar day, I s'pose. Nothin' that stands out in particular.' He sighs, leaning back in his chair.

Jarril nods and finishes his drink.  "Well, I best get off.  Ya make sure that little tyke gets ta bed as well."