Chauffeur Monday July 26th, 1999 11:37:11 PM
A tall thin man, obviously a chauffeur, enters the Inn from the street. He is all eyebrows and nose. Spotting the contest, he walks over to watch.
K'nara d20+6=8 Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:17:34 AM
Seizing the pitcher of Salamander's Delight and squaring her shoulders, K'nara gulps down the concoction with a determined look on her face--which would have a LOT more impressive had not her face been tinged with green. Slapping the cup down, the female fighter's countenance turns pale, then kind of green again, then she opens her mouth...and belches forth escaping gas for a full five seconds--but nothing else. "Oh...excushe me!" she murmurs, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "I believe...HICCUP...I do believe that I'm the lasht one shtanding...sho to shpeak..?" Her triumphant grin is bright...hmmm...maybe a little _too_ bright..?
Sweetie Pie the Waitress Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:17:35 AM
For Milo, Sweetie brings a hot tea and honey to sooth his aching tummy. She then turns her attention to another and says, "So, Olana, right?" Sweetie Pie verifies. "Green Gnomishes are Vasha's specialty." She whispers "*He's the one with the horns*," pointing over her shoulder at a large minotaur who stepped up behind the bar a moment ago. In a penetrating voice, the strawberry blonde half elf shouts across the intervening space, "Vasha - my cousin here would like a Green Gnomish! Flaming!"
Figment Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:17:36 AM
smiles at the ridiculousness of the situation. "Well, I would say things look to be wrapped up. We win... how come it doesn't feel like we actually won anything? Oh well, I hope this teaches you a lesson. You should have asked for 2 on 2!" He laughes uncontrolably before regaining his composure. "So what now? Maybe now we could be more kind to that poor grey elf! I'll buy him one of those salamanders...". He laughs again but watches the barbarians closely.
Olana Tuesday July 27th, 1999 1:46:57 PM
Olana nods at Sweety Pie. "Yes - that's me," she says with a grin, "and thank you." Seeing that K'Nara is the last one standing in the contest, she jumps up and down with glee, clapping her hands. "Well," she exclaims - "that seems to have sorted that!" and winks at the ruffians before bursting into a rather mischievous chuckle. Then, spotting Milo talking to Ingrge, she waves and says hello.
Ingrge Tuesday July 27th, 1999 2:04:20 PM
While conversing with Milo, He sees that K'narra is the last of the drinkers, standing, lets Milo know he would be right back, walks over and claps her on the back in the way of congratulations and says to Skinny, "well since we never discussed what we received, should we win this contest, How about you pick up the tab for the drinks, our rooms and lunch." As Ingrge makes his way back to the table, to resume his conversation with Milo, he turns to Xanth and says, " Yes that is the same dragon and yes he should not be allowed to do what he is doing, however we happen to be under a sentence of death should we return to our fair land. The one grouo which might aid us, fell far short of their promise the last time and I'm not at all sure that we can trust them any further." Arriving back at Milo's table, Ingrge sees olanna waving and motions for her and any others to join them.
Milo Tuesday July 27th, 1999 3:57:46 PM
To Ingrge as he returns to the table, "Perhaps someone should get Miss Knara a chair before she falls down. She doesn't look too stable to me." And with that Milo hops up, and moves quickly over to the drinking champion. With a gallant bow,"My lady Knara, could I help you to a chair. I'm not saying that you couldn't make it on your own, but I'm not sure that you could either."
Xanthalos Tuesday July 27th, 1999 5:19:21 PM
Xanth looks to the Chauffeur and recognizes him as one of Lady Mimosa's servants. ::If he is here for me, he will make it known and if not, who cares what his business is. .:: He then turns to Figment, "No thank you. While my cousins here may find the taste of such liquors delightful, I find them to be quite.................. disgusting. I have already had my breakfast and would much like to keep it down." Xanth then thinks to himself, ::I wonder if this human is a capable mage or another bumbling fool, Poor Grey Elf indeed! Humans were never adept with the mystical arts.:: Seeing the open invitation given by Ingrge, Xanth sits down right next to him. Turning to Ingrge, "Is that what stops you from aiding our breathren? A sentence of death? Well, there is no sentence of death hanging over my head, but if there were, I would do everything in my power to put an end to the Dragon's life and restore our cousins to their ancestral homes. This undertaking ofcourse could not be done over night. To overthrow a dragon as ancient as this green, you need powerful artifacts and the ability to conquer it. While quite a formidable oponent, I do not have the necessary magics to defeat a dragon. A small army perhaps, but not a dragon. I do not plan on sitting idly by while our breathren are being driven from their homes. The dragon must die and I plan to look for the tools to stop him. If you have stared the beast down before, you can do it again. Are you with me Nightseer? Our differences aside, we cannot sit idly by while our brothers and sisters are dying."
Disgruntle Tuesday July 27th, 1999 5:19:22 PM
upon seeing the drinking contest completed the wiley and huge bouncer drifts in that general direction just hoping someone has hard feelings and starts something. "Hadn't had to flex muscle much lately. Sure could use some work..." He THINKS TO HIMSELF... :)
Flueterflam Tuesday July 27th, 1999 10:54:13 PM
"On the longest night in all the year, Joe the Hand searches for his darling dear, Though King Claudia is gone they say, Death loosen's his bonds for just one day..." Fluet sang softly to himself, strumming lightly, testing the ballad of their adventures.
Shadrach Tuesday July 27th, 1999 10:56:37 PM
Shad sat with the others, grateful merely to sit back and groan. He opened one eye to look at the incestuous elves, "Are you guys really all cousins?"
Skinny the Barbarian (DM) Wednesday July 28th, 1999 12:03:22 AM
"Of course," roars Skinny, with a slap on Ingrge's back that nearly sends him sprawling, "Sweetie Pie, here's the gold for the drinks and the rooms -- go ahead and provide another round of something special for all of us!"
Heuse the Chauffeur Wednesday July 28th, 1999 12:16:35 AM
Sensing a good opening, the chauffeur quickly considers the group members, and approaches Fluet, "Sir, I bid you good health. My name is Heuse, servant to Madame Colsum. Madam has entreated me to locate brave souls for temporary employment. 'Only the best may be found at the Red Wyrm Inn' I informed Madam, and so we have come. Would you be so kind as to speak with Madam? "
K'nara Wednesday July 28th, 1999 2:47:01 AM
K'nara beams at Milo, bowing back gracefully and stepping forward to accept his offer (probably a wise choice, as her first step after executing the bow is a bit wobbly.) "Thank you!" she says as she lands in her seat a bit more heavily than she would have sober. However, her amiability seems to disappear when she hears Xanth's words, and she turns cold, deadly hazel eyes towards the grey elf. "Death shentensh or no, we'll not resht until that big green HICCUP bashtard getsh hish...cowardly lishard that he ish!" Another burp and a hiccup interrupt her tirade. "Didn' even have the gutsh to try to kill me hishelf...noooOOOOO...hadda go try'n trick me inta handin' over my own esheh-sheh...my own eshekka-ka...my own goddam DEATH SHENTENSH to them Ishen creepsh! HICCUP! Oh...'shcushe me..." The fighter shakes her auburn head. "...won' resht till Parnoth getsh hish...no, shir! Won' do it!"
Sweetie Pie the Waitress Wednesday July 28th, 1999 2:47:02 AM
Responding to Skinny, the cheerful waitress accepts his payment with a "Thank you, sir," and hands it to Franklin who just entered. Franklin's left eye is seen to observe K'nara's knees, a chandelier, the chauffeur's bottom, and an ill-defined point above Sweetie's head. His right eye looks steadily at the waitress, and they speak briefly with one another. "For something special - we have a choice. Fresh sturgeon eggs, harvested this very morning, served with hot-out-of-the-oven bread," the smell of which wafts through the room - pleasant to all, except perhaps the contestants. "To drink - camomile tea - a soothing beverage. Or, something just introduced today ... Beaten icy berry milk! Of course, if you'd like a substitute from our regular menu, just ask."
Figment Wednesday July 28th, 1999 2:47:03 AM
grins as he accepts some tea from Sweetie. He turns to the chauffer and says "Thank you for the oppotunity. Perhaps we could meet later on today - I think later would be better?". To Skinny he says "So where are you from?"
Olana Wednesday July 28th, 1999 5:53:09 PM
Olana takes a seat with the others, replying to Shad's question with a smile. "It's a term we use rather loosely," she says. "Although I have lots of real cousins - about thirty I think. There's Trillia, and Elana, and Phyr, and Livia, and........" After naming every single one of them she grins. "It gets quite rowdy during our various get togethers." For a moment she listens to Ingrge and Xanth, but then is distracted by the stranger who has walked in and is discussing something with Fluet. Intrigued - she listens.
Ingrge Wednesday July 28th, 1999 6:52:41 PM
Looking Heuse up and down as he addresses Fluet, Ingrge asks him three questions. Who is this Madame Colsum, What Time this afternoon and where should we meet you?
Milo Wednesday July 28th, 1999 8:00:17 PM
"Sweetie, beaten ice berry milk sounds great," Milo states as he shuffles quietly to Ingrge's side and tugs insistently on the sleeve of his shirt. "Am I in on this or what? From all I've heard, I'd like to be apart of this."
Heuse the Chauffeur Wednesday July 28th, 1999 10:56:17 PM
Looking a little confused, Heuse replies, "Sirs, perhaps I was not so clear: Madam has arrived with me and is awaiting outside in the carriage. It is a most urgent matter, so unlike Madam to personally conduct interviews..." Heuse trails off for a moment, apparently a little shaken, and then speaks directly to Ingrge, "Sir, I in error thought you had heard of Madam Colsum, as I see you have one of Madam Mimosa's representatives in your group." Heuse indicates Xanth, "In fact, the gentlemen will perhaps be aware of this evening's party that Madam Mimosa and others will be attending at the Colsum estate?" Heuse again looks toward Xanth, before continuing, "Madam is most anxious to have the matter resolved prior to this evening's festivities."
K'nara Thursday July 29th, 1999 8:49:45 AM
K'nara, registering the concern on Heuse's face, stands up, becoming a six-foot-tall, slightly swaying tower of tipsy (but determined) humanity. "Shir..." she addresses the chauffeur, "...I can ashhhhure you that my compananana...compananinsh...my friendsh HICCUP and I will be MOSHT honored to shee my Lady Colshum...if'n shhhhe'sh SHO anshhhhush to shee ush...HICCUP...won' we, fellash?" K'nara's pointed glance roves around everyone at the table, including both Xanth and Milo, whom she throws very companionable (and somewhat, ahem, grippy!) arms about each one's shoulders. "Thish li'l ol' pointy-earsh here HICCUP BURRRRP ('shushe me, Xanthy-poo!) knowsh Mimmimosha, I think...and THISH one here--" her friendly hug almost lifts Milo off the ground, "--ish definininini...definiminimin...SHERTAINLY ish a member of HICCUP the Mishfitsh...the Mishfizzzz...*The EMERALD TALONSH*!"
Shadrach Thursday July 29th, 1999 11:42:42 AM
"Just tea, I guess." Shad's mind wandered, imagining a reunion of Olana's cousins, all to see him. His eyes looked quite glazed til he noticed K'Nara FONDLING the halfling! He glared at Milo. It was obvious--he was a casanova, come to make a TALL conquest. "mutter, grumble"
Flueterflam Thursday July 29th, 1999 11:52:19 AM
The bard realized it was he being addressed and stopped playing. He stood up and said, "Thank you kindly, Heuse. As the lady said, we are the Emerald Talons. We are not AT our best, right now...but it would be an honor to speak to the Lady. We'd prefer to all go, unless it's impossible?" He waited for the chauffeur's resonse before leaning over the table and whispering to Xanthalos, "Quick! Who're lady Mimosa and lady Colsum and what's this party about?"
Ingrge Thursday July 29th, 1999 12:06:42 PM
::To Heuse:: we would, as our, umm, inebriated companion says be glad to be recieved by your lady. i understand that the matter is most urgent, however, as you see, we are not really in any state to be recieved at this time. ::shrugs:: maybe in an hour or two when we have cleaned up, broken our fast and are more ourselves, we could see your Madame Colsum.
Milo Thursday July 29th, 1999 1:26:59 PM
Milo gasps for breath as the exuberantly intoxicated Knara drops him back into his seat. He grins sheepishly, trying to look everywhere and nowhere at the same time, when suddenly his eyes settle on the one named Shadrach. Milo's stomach attempts to claw its way out of his back as it sinks, and the halfling shrugs his shoulders, attempting to disappear into the furthest recesses of his chair all at once. "Hi," Milo meekly waves at the imposing human.
Xanthalos Thursday July 29th, 1999 3:39:54 PM
Xanth extracates himself from the embrace of the drunk warrior woman and speaks to the bard in hushed tones, "Lady Mimosa of Viogo Castle is a Landed Noble here. I am in her employ. As for Madam Colsum, from what I have gathered, she is in her late fifties or early sixties. Apparently, she was a famous and beautiful dancer in her day, who married into the Colsum family 40 years ago. Her husband died within the first year of the marriage. Madam then started a dance academy for promising youth, which she ran for 25 years. After that, the only other thing of note is that the town clock for the noble district is situated on her property, which she paid and had built 15 years ago. She is considered one of the 'established' members of society around here. They are having a party tonight. Perhaps we will be invited." Xanth turns to Ingrge." Perhaps you and I should go see what she wants. Nobles can get quite irrate when a summons isn't answered promptly." Xanth stands and heads for the door. "Come along cousin. I assume you are able to speak for your group. You and I shall go alone. I don't think the rest of your party is in the proper state of mind to meet with a noble." Xanth looks to the drunk woman. "Perhaps we can ask her for a late afternoon luncheon. After everyone cleans themself up a bit. Lead the two of us to your Mistress," Xanth says to Heuse the Chauffeur.
Heuse the Chauffeur Thursday July 29th, 1999 8:46:47 PM
One eyebrow raised, Heuse pauses for a second, looking between Ingrge, Xanth, Fluet, and K'nara, "Begging your pardon, but who is the leader of the Emerald Talons?" Then, after a very brief pause, Heuse turns on his heel and states, "Madam awaits in the carriage -- there is room for four others to sit. I go to prepare the way, please join us quickly." Heuse exits the Inn.
Olana Friday July 30th, 1999 11:34:58 AM
The elf listens to the summons and looks at the others. "Well - if only four can go,then some of us will have to stay behind." She gives a soft sigh, then adds - "I can stay here.To be honest, I've been a little overwhelmed lately with all that's been going on. Gold Dragons and madams and nobles and funny clothes. I need a little simplicity - and somehow I dont think I'll find it in that carriage. But please," she asks with a grin, "tell me everything when you get back."
Ingrge Friday July 30th, 1999 4:02:31 PM
"Well since, K'nara, Shad and Milo are a bit worse for wear right now, I guess that leaves Figment, Fluet, Olanna, myself and umm Xanthalos. Olanna since you have said that you would rather wait here, Might I suggest that the other four of us go see Madame?
Xanthalos Friday July 30th, 1999 4:49:06 PM
"A well thought out plan, cousin. Lead the way.
Flueterflam Friday July 30th, 1999 7:17:28 PM
"Sounds like a nice lady," was Fluet's response. He nodded, preparing to follow Ingrge. Still curious, he said low to Xanth,"Are lady Mimosa and lady Colsum friendly?"
Shadrach Friday July 30th, 1999 7:20:44 PM
Shad relaxed his glare, satisfied the halfling harbored no large notions. Answering the chauffeur, he exclaimed, "K'nara! Ingrge! Myself! Olana! Flueterflam! And Figment! In that order!"
Meeting with the Madam Friday July 30th, 1999 8:34:42 PM
Ingrge, Figment, Fluet, & Xanthalos quickly make their way outside and to the awaiting black carriage parked by the entrance. Heuse opens the door and beckons you inside. The interior is pitch black, with dark curtains shrouding all the windows, so that only a pale gray light manages to poke its fingers inside the compartment. As your eyes adjust, you see a short, middle-aged woman of enormous girth, dressed in a long black gown. Dark eyes peer from a chubby face, and her iron-gray hair is piled high, giving her an additional foot of height. "What a formidable-looking lot you are," she says in a slow drawl.
Milo Friday July 30th, 1999 9:22:55 PM
Milo relaxes as Shadrach does, sipping his tea slowly. As soon as the four go to meet the Lady in the carriage, Milo gets a quirky look on his face, "Shadrach... how many grey elves does it take to light a candle?..... Two... one to cast fireball (BOOM) and the other to lecture you on the superiority of grey elven wizardry." Milo's smile stretches to encompass his entire face, and he nods in direction that Xanthalos went with the others.
Ingrge Saturday July 31st, 1999 1:04:52 PM
Nodding a greeting to the lady, ingrge answers. We are what we are. Your man says you have something you want to discuss with us. How may we be of service to you.
Xanthalos Saturday July 31st, 1999 5:18:23 PM
"I have no idea Flueterflam," Xanths says with regards to the friendliness of the Noble women. As Xanth exits the Inn and hears the priests words. ::A human leads the party, followed by the wood elf. That will have to change. Let's see I will make the high elf my Leautenant. Followed by the wood elf. Then the haffling. The humans can fight for the scraps.::: Xanth follows Ingrge to the waiting carriage. After all, if this were a trap from his many enemies, the wood elf would get it first. Xanth takes a seat in the carriage opposite of the Lady Colsum. "Good Morning Lady, I see Serenbeth has smiled on you and kept you looking young.
Milo Sunday August 1st, 1999 2:51:03 AM
Not waiting for a response, Milo continues, "Ok Shadrach, tell me if you've heard this one. Why do gray elves have pointed ears?... There has to be some point to them." A guffaw erupts from Milo's grinning visage.
K'nara Sunday August 1st, 1999 12:23:57 PM
The very merry fighter roars with boisterous laughter at Milo's joke, slapping him on the back, commenting in her slurred manner that it was "dammm funny!!!" Then K'nara belches abruptly and slumps down and forward, her head resting on the table. She seems to be asleep.
Sweetie Pie the Waitress Monday August 2nd, 1999 3:33:33 AM
The waitress comes over to the table. "Olana, all of you, if you'd like a chance to clean up a bit, and those who need it, rest up a bit, Franklin has your rooms and baths prepared. Just - oh, hi, Franklin."
Franklin the Innkeeper Monday August 2nd, 1999 3:50:14 AM
Franklin gives a stiff, proper bow to those at the table. His right eye glances for the briefest instant at K'nara's head resting upon the table, hair dampened by a spot of spilled beaten icy berry milk. "Um, yes. Should you desire, we have rooms and drawn baths available. Other services and accessories are for the asking. Let me know when it would be convenient for you to take advantage of them." Again, a stiff bow, and Franklin takes a step backward.
Shadrack Monday August 2nd, 1999 11:52:21 AM
Shad's glare relaxes even further at Milo's jokes. He even manages a guffaw, before spying K'Nara slumped on the table. "Hmm - maybe we need to get her to a place a little more comfortable than this," and looking down at himself he exclaims "I need a bath!" Nodding as Sweetie Pie offers the rooms, and uttering grumpily to himself he stands with the intention of helping K'Nara upstairs.
Olana Monday August 2nd, 1999 11:57:01 AM
The elf chuckles at Milo, and then shakes her head and whispers 'grey elves.......'. "Oooh, that would be wonderful!" she says to Sweetie Pie and Franklin as the rooms are offered. "Do you think I could have a hairbrush?" And then exclaims - "Oh my!" as K'Nara slumps forward. "Here - let me help you Shad. We'll take her upstairs where she can rest. Milo? Could you help us? If we each take a shoulder and you take her feet we might get her upstairs without waking her."
Figment Monday August 2nd, 1999 11:57:02 AM
smiles at the corpulant lady. In proper fashion the mage offers "Good morning m'lady, how may we be of service?"
Milo Monday August 2nd, 1999 1:34:27 PM
"I'd be happy too help," Milo replies, hopping up off his chair, and moving over to the unconcious Knara. "I could use a hot bath as well, Sweetie" and these clothes need to be laundered. Do you guys do that here?"
Madam Colsum Monday August 2nd, 1999 10:09:13 PM
Madam Colsum scrutinizes the face of Ingrge, Fluet, Figment and, finally, Xanthalos, her expression quite neutral. The silence stretches out into near-unbearability before her drawl finally shatters it. "Pray seat yourselves, gentlemen..." she invites, making her point about Xanth's gaffe with the smoothness of one well-versed in the veiled remark. Once seated, the Reubenesque noblewoman addresses Ingrge. "I have need of expe--" here she coughs, clears her throat, then continues: "--ahem...experienced people who are competent AND discreet. My man Heuse seems to think you are they...tell me, how may I be assured that my chauffeur is correct..?"
Ingrge Monday August 2nd, 1999 10:09:14 PM
"My lady how can anyone be assured of anything theses days." We just came from dinner with the Gold Dragons, where we were rewarded and thanked for our assistance in a small manner. If that speaks to our competance, then let it be so. However, you must I guess take our word for it. For We will not speak of how we aided them without their permission. As to discretion, The only people we know in this city, and to whom we might have any serious conversation with, are these same Gold Drgons. But I believe they to would not press us to divulge that which we said we could not speak of. But again, there is no real test of discretion, until after the fact. So I guess that the ball is back in your court, so to speak.
Franklin the Innkeeper Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 2:50:15 AM
Though Milo's remarks were addressed to Sweetie Pie, Franklin intercepts them as the waitress was called to another table for the moment. "Yes, _very_ hot baths were just drawn, and cool water is available to lower the temperature according to your preference. Delgatha has just arrived," he announces. At the mention of 'Delgatha,' BOTH of Franklin's eyes roll for a moment. The right one regains its stability, and he continues. "She will see to the cleaning of your garments. This way, please." He leads the way around the opening to the Maw, thence through a door, down a hallway, up two flights of stairs. He indicates two adjacent rooms on one side of the hallway, and two on the opposite site. Pointing to the right, "For the ladies," and to the left, "and for the ... gentlemen. You will see that the rooms share a bath. Our floorlady," he nods down to the end of the hall, where you see a women, perhaps in her 50's, look up from a scroll, squinting in your direction, "will ensure that your needs are addressed satisfactorily. If you encounter any difficulties, let her know. I shall be pleased to help you in any way I can, as well. Inside you will find fresh robes lying upon the beds. Soiled garments you may drape over these rods, and Delgatha will collect them. Expect them back, clean, in four hours." Franklin claps his hands softly. The stout floorlady rises, and walks down the hall. Her cheeks are ruddy, her smile like that of a doting aunt. "Lorinda, if our guests require additional attire, you may show them the wardrobes," Franklin tells her. Lorinda smiles, "Of course, dearie. Any questions I can answer, you just ask," she says.
Figment Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 2:50:16 AM
admires Ingrige's restraint in words and adds "We will be able to help you m'lady. We have the abilities necessary to do most anything."
Shadrach Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 12:17:26 PM
After getting a little dizzy trying to follow the path of Franklin's eyes, Shad stands by K'Nara's left shoulder. "Okay - are we ready? Hup!" he says, and they lift K'Nara and follow Franklin upstairs. Once everything is settled, he gives a depressed sigh and wanders into his room, absentmindedly leaving his clothes heaped over the pole to be cleaned. Diving into the bathtub, he frowns. "All these baths - I'll be getting soft," he mumbles, beginning a morose rendition of an old sea shanty.
Olana Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 12:26:35 PM
Olana helps carry K'Nara upstairs, and asks Lorinda if she would help her remove some of K'Nara's clothes for cleaning. "I do hope she feels better on awakening. That looked strong stuff, but I'm sure a good rest and clean clothes will help."Thanking Lorinda and giving her a bright, cheery smile she wanders into her own room, undresses and takes a nap, dreaming of a more simple life in the forests surrounding the Emerald Kingdom.
Flueterflam Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 5:02:36 PM
Fluet pauses, then smiles his most charming--"Madam Colsum, please listen..." Then he sings of the adventures of the Emerald Talons, accompanying himself on his instrument. It's a long song--going on for six or seven minutes--yet Ingrge and even Figment can tell that it's an abbreviated version that lets the listener infer the involvement of Parnoth, the Hands of Love, the Mindwolf Clan and Greymalkin and Joe of the Gold Dragons. When he's finished, the bard looks anxiously at the noblewoman, wondering what Madam Colsum thinks of his composition...
Milo Tuesday August 3rd, 1999 5:02:37 PM
After helping move Knara to her room, Milo bustles off to his own room where he removes his clothes, draping them over the pole to be cleaned. Cheerfully whistling as he goes about his business, he purposefully grabs an overly large robe, donning it, appearing much the king with it trailing out behind. Picking up a scrub brush from within the room, he holds it up like a scepter and begins a stately march into the bathroom, all the while making trumpet noises, in order to herald his arrival. He grins widely, but briefly at Shadrach as he enters the bathroom, and assumes a perch on the stool in the corner, tapping the scepter across the opposite wrist and announces, "Bathing is now is session." He then sits back and patiently waits his turn. Once Shadrach has completed his bath, and exits the tub, Milo literally dives out of the robe and into the hot water in one smooth motion. He begins to sing a homey halfling ditty as he carries out the cleaning of his person.
Xanthalos Wednesday August 4th, 1999 6:57:53 PM
Xanth sees the Lady Colsum a bit miffed at his remark. ::Hmmm, A very wise woman indeed. If everyone understood the things I said aloud, I'd probably be long dead by now. If Nightseer had uncovered the truth of my prayer, He would have done more than throw that drink in my face. Probably would have challenged me to a duel of some sort to protect his manhood.:: Hearing Ingrge's words, Xanth just nods. ::Perhaps the Wood Elf has some culture in his blood after all. That wasn't a bad sales pitch for his band of merry (drunken) men.:: Xanth sits quietly and listens to the bard. Although the song was okay and the bard wasn't half bad, Xanth cannot understand why humans try to sing. Their voices were so bland. It wasn't his fault he was brought into the world by human parents.Xanth then turns to the Lady Colsum to hear what she has to say.
K'nara Friday August 6th, 1999 3:16:37 PM
The redheaded warrior smiles as she sleeps, dreaming of standing triumphant over the slain body of Parnoth..."jush' wait...he'll get hishhhhhh..." she mumbles, turning over onto her stomach.
Lorinda Friday August 6th, 1999 3:16:38 PM
Lorinda helps Olana with K'Nara's clothes. "Dear, she must have had far too much to drink. Why do attractive young women like this think they need to drink so much?" She clucks her tongue. Lorinda is gently efficient. She places the clothes neatly on the pole. "Delgatha will likely be along shortly to gather the laundry. Take care of yourself, now, honey," she says to Olana. She then steps out of the room, quietly closing the door.
Madam Colsum Saturday August 7th, 1999 9:47:28 AM
Again, the petite matron's squint takes in the sight of all four potential employees, then she nods slowly. "I have already hired the Troubadors of Tekai for my party tonight, minstrel, else I would hire you for that purpose. You have a talent for letting people draw their own conclusions from your song without overtly revealing that which you don't wish to reveal..." There is a thoughtful pause, then: "I would hire your band, these...Emerald Talons, is it?..." At Ingrge's nod, Madam Colsum continues: "...I wish to have the Emerald Talons help me with an unusual problem I'm having with some pests in my basement...oh, I realize that--if only one or two things in that song are true--it may seem a bit...well, mundane, but I know that no ordinary vermin hunter can help me with these particular pests...and I *am* having a party which many of the elite shall be attending--this MUST be attended to with haste and discretion!" Madam Colsum's eyes bore into the men from the Emerald Talons, trying by sheer willpower (and, perhaps, desperation..?) to get each one to agree--or, at least, ask for more details...
Flueterflam Saturday August 7th, 1999 10:42:17 AM
The bard smiles and bows his head, murmuring thanks for the lady's praise. Fluet tilts his head and listens to Madam Colsum's request, idly strumming his instrument every once in a while as he thinks about her story. He glances at Ingrge, since the elf IS the leader...at least while K'nara is (heh heh heh) under the influence of three pitchers of Salamander's Delight.
Ingrge Saturday August 7th, 1999 1:35:35 PM
Ingrge listens closely to Madame Closum and when she has finished, he looks at the others, nods and asks, tell us madame just what sort of pests you have that would require the sevices of eight, such as our selves to remove. And by tonite no less, correct? Of course, not meaning to sound mercinary, but there is a matter of payment?
Xanthalos Sunday August 8th, 1999 3:36:58 PM
Xanthalos sits quietly waiting for the Lady Colsum to reply................
Madam Colsum Monday August 9th, 1999 9:29:06 AM
"Eight of you, no less? Well, perhaps that is what is needed. Yesterday, one of my servants disappeared while retrieving wine from the cellars. Shortly afterward, Heuse discovered her bones, obviously cleaned by the rats." Madame pauses to draw breathe, and you notice a beautiful platinum fine-mesh net on her beehive hair, sparkling with tiny jewels. Unfortunately, it makes her hair look like it's pasted together with spider webs. "If that were all, I would not be troubling you. However, loud crashes have since been heard in the cellars. I have ordered barred the door to the area." Again, Madame's chest heaves as she catches her breath. "I do not know who or what is in the basement, but I will not tolerate it rampaging through my mansion. I need you to put an end to whatever it is, and discover how it gained access to the cellars." Opening a black coffer seated next to her, Madame opens up one of the many bags contained therein, "I have 50 gold coins for each one of you, and you may keep any items discovered on these intruders. Perhaps, if everything is handled satisfactorily, I will be able to recommend you to some of my guests this evening."
Figment Monday August 9th, 1999 9:29:07 AM
frowns about the bones. "I'm terribly sorry to hear about your servant. You have been quite wise in your idea to bar the door. It's good to know that such an approach could prevent or deter the thing from breaking into the upper house. That would not be good..." The mage looks to Ingrige "So what do you say? Sounds like a good opportunity for us to show our worth to the upper populace here in the city."
Olana Monday August 9th, 1999 11:55:55 AM
After taking her nap, Olana spends time checking her gear and weapons to make sure all is in order, ready for another adventure. "What a friendly place this is," she says to herself, glancing around occasionally, waiting for the others to return.
Shadrach Monday August 9th, 1999 12:05:15 PM
Shad hops out of the tub, nodding at Milo on the way to his room. "I didn't leave a ring!" he exclaims with a grin, pointing to the remarkably clean tub. Once inside his room, he sits there for a while, checking out his new trident, and wondering what trouble his colleagues were going to get him into. After a while he decides to wander around, until he remembers that his clothes are being laundered. Instead, he paces back and forth restlessly.
Ingrge Monday August 9th, 1999 1:05:57 PM
Once again listening intently to Madam Colsum and trying to figure out if she is leaving anything out or withholding pertinent information, Ingrge scowls a bit when hears about the servant and the loud crashes. Turning to Heuse, Ingrge asks. "You have been into the cellar then, tell me what did you see? what do you think is the cause of the crashes? Has anything in the cellar been damaged that you can tell? How long was the killed servant missing before you found her bones? Who saw her last? What was she going down there for? Are there any other ways into the cellar that you know of, other than from within the house?" three final questions. how long have you been having this problem? Have you hired anyone else to check out this problem? and if so What did they find or what happened to them?
Xanthalos Monday August 9th, 1999 4:29:53 PM
Xanthalos looks to Ingrge, Lady Colsum, and then to Huese. "If you were paying attention cousin, the woman went down there to retrieve some wine. You say rats cleaned the bones. Did anyone see any rats. If so how large were they? And if they were rats, why would they be carrying anything on their person? Perhaps wererats? Has their been a flare up of wererats in these parts? If this happened yesterday, I assume they have gained access to your basement via sewer tunnels or quite possibly secret passageways under the city which are connected to your home. When was your home built madam and are there any hidden passageways from your house to others? Are their any schematics of your house or the sewers near your home? That is the questions we should be raising, but not here. I assume the schematics to the sewer would lie in some government office. Huese, draw us a diagram of the basement. Make sure you note where everything is stored and if you know of the location of any sewer tunnels or the like adjacent to the basement. Madam Colsum 400 gold pieces is a fair amount for the group, but if this extends beyond your basement, we will be in need of supplies to further explore and eradicate whatever is down there. Perhaps an additional 100 gold pieces up front for supplies and the like. If or I should say when we accomplish this task for you, 50 gold pieces each and any healing magics we would require which myself or the other priest in the party can't handle would be sufficient."
Milo Monday August 9th, 1999 11:13:11 PM
After an extremely leisurely bath, even by halfling standards, Milo saunters back into his room, still dragging the overly large bath robe across the floor. Pitching it to the ground he proceeds to dance a merry jig around the room, not suspecting that anyone is watching. Then composing himself, he dresses in his cleaned garments, and heads downstairs for his mid- morning meal.
Delgatha, cleaning lady (Inn) d20=2 d20=18 d2-1=0 Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:15:05 AM
Toward the end of his jig, Milo hears a kick on the door. Outside is a buck-toothed young woman, tall and skinny, with a high-pitched screechy sort of voice. "Your laundy, landy, la.. clothes are here." In a nice neat stack, Milo's and Shadrach's folded clothes are handed over. As Milo goes to take the stack, a button on the woman's sleeve catches on some pants, and the pile jerks and falls to the floor. The woman yells, "WhooOOPS!" and leans over to pick things up. As she does so, she steps on her untied bootlaces, trips and falls towards Milo, headbutting him in the stomach (no significant damage, but roll vs. dex to see if you fall).
Madam Colsum Tuesday August 10th, 1999 9:39:29 AM
(FYI, Heuse is outside the carriage and not a party to this conversation) With a nod to Xanth, Madam Colsum replies, "Ellse my maid-servant was retrieving a bottle of wine for the evening meal yesterday, and when she failed to return, Heuse was dispatched." Madam pauses with a gasp, and her cannonball figure trembles slightly. "We did suspect wererats, but such topics are beyond me. It is very likely that these creatures have forced an entrance from some forgotten sewer into my cellar, but there are....uuuummmm (cough)." Madam clears her throat. "There are no plans. Heuse reported that several wine racks had been smashed, but he quickly left to avoid Ellse's fate." Another rattled breath. "The cellar is a simple affair. There are stairs leading to a storage room. From there, a door leads to a rather large wine cellar, filled with wine racks. There is nothing more." At this point, the heat is apparently getting to Madam, as her thick mascara is starting to run a little. She pulls out a lace fan. "400 gold coins it is then, and Heuse will arrange any healing needed afterwards with the local temples." Madam removes 8 bags and quickly hands them to Xanth. "Please arrive at the mansion after the noon meal. It is easy to locate -- in the Noble district, with the clock tower." Madam Colsum wheezes out the last part.
K'nara Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:36 PM
"...zzzzz...Parnoth...gonna get hishhh...zzzz..." K'nara continues to dream.
Xanthalos Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:37 PM
Xanth looks to Madam Colsum, "And what of the additional 100 gold for supplies? It sounds as if this will go well beyond your basement. If we are to erradicate this problem of yours and ensure that it doesnt happen again, we will be in need of additional supplies. Ropes, lanterns, oils, baits, traps, etc......"
Figment Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:38 PM
"Madam, I see you are in distress, we will be there ready to go after the noon meal.". The wiley mag stands up and politely exits the coach. He whispers to Ingrige "We'd better hide that cash quickly. We seem to have acquired a lot of it as of late..." :).
Milo d20=16 d20=9 Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:33:39 PM
A human head to the stomach and Milo is thinking, "help." Teetering on the edge of embarrasment, rather than saving himself with a hurried step back, Milo instead allows gravity to pull him down. As he falls, he tucks and somersaults backwards, coming up on his feet, a ways back from the clumsy maid. Allowing her to crash into the floor(you can't save everybody) Milo grins, and then realizes he has no clothes on. His entire body turns as red as a cherry, as he dives for the overly large robe discarded on the floor. Pulling the garment about his diminutive frame, Milo grins mischeiviously. After the lady has left the room, Milo dresses himself quickly, and heads for the door. "Hey Shad... I'm going down for a mid-morning meal, join me?"
Ingrge Tuesday August 10th, 1999 2:38:01 PM
Nodding to Fluet and scowling a bit at Xanthalos, Ingrge reaches over gathers the bags of gold, hands half of them to Fluet and keeps the other half himself. Sketching a polite nod to Madame Colsum, Ingrge opens the door and steps from the carriage, signaling for the others to do the same. Fluet can tell by his actions and demeanor that Ingrge is not at all happy about something.
Shadrach Tuesday August 10th, 1999 4:22:19 PM
Shad wanders out of his room to see what all the commotion is about. "Ah - our clothes! he exclaims,picking up his own from the pile on the floor. For a moment he is speechless at the situation, but then merely shrugs and helps the laundry lady to her feet. "Aye, I'll join you," he says to Milo. "I was going stir crazy in there."
Olana Tuesday August 10th, 1999 4:26:22 PM
Hearing movement on the corridors, Olana stashes her things and looks outside, only to see Shad and Milo heading downstairs. On her way to join them, she pops her head around K'Nara's door to see how she's doing.
Delgatha, cleaning lady (Inn) Wednesday August 11th, 1999 1:58:11 AM
"Sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry. Oh, my!" the gangly woman covers her eyes when she sees Milo. She then uses her other hand to pick up the clothes and send each piece or two sailing to various spots within the room. "Sorry. I tripped on something. Maybe a mouse. Sorry..." This thought seems to startle her. "EEEEEK! A MOUSE!" She runs off down the hallway "Lo-o-o-o-RINDA! SAVE ME!" she screeches, and thuds as she trips again.
Heuse the Chauffer Wednesday August 11th, 1999 10:53:59 AM
Opening the door for the gentlemen as they exit the carriage, Heuse addresses the four, "Madam does have basic supplies at your disposel, such as ropes, torches, and a sword or two, I believe. Is there any item in particular messieurs require that I procure?"
Madam Colsum Wednesday August 11th, 1999 10:55:00 AM
With a nod to the party, Madam declines to speak further, furiously fanning herself.
Figment Wednesday August 11th, 1999 10:55:01 AM
"We'd do well to get a rope or two and some torches as well - depends on how far down we have to go.". He then walks with the others to the room. "So, we have work! Good way to make a name for ourselves here - prove ourselves capable of little things and the other members of the city will look us up for BIG things."
Shadrach Wednesday August 11th, 1999 2:12:38 PM
He caught a wayward shirt and blinked after the hysterical cleaning woman. "Tripped over her own skirt, more like. Excitable, isn't she?" Climbing into his boots, Shad made himself human-looking and slid into his backpack (no adventurer can go anywhere without his stuff, of course). He ambled after Milo and rubbed his head. "I don't know 'bout you, I'm not doing any more hard drinkin' today. And no challenging barbarians!"
Milo Wednesday August 11th, 1999 4:36:28 PM
Answering Shadrach from the bottom of the stairs, "Nooooo No absolutely no hard drink for the rest of the month. I wonder what they're serving for lunch?" Milo muses, his hand settling on his stomach. As halflings go, Milo appears quite thin. "I think I'll go lite today. Shad, maybe there is serious employment for one of my stature. You guys could consider me your doorman, as it were. Cause that is what I do... opening doors that is. Sometimes, you can find the most interesting things behind a door that has been booby trapped, locked, bolted, and enchanted. Oh dear, I'm rambling again."
K'nara Wednesday August 11th, 1999 5:51:17 PM
...zzzzz...die Parnoth...zzzzz...
Ingrge Wednesday August 11th, 1999 5:51:18 PM
:: shaking his head and mumbling:: Ratcatchers, thats what we have become....Wait until K'narra hears about this.....I need a a glass of wine...
Olana Wednesday August 11th, 1999 5:51:19 PM
Smiling to herself and letting K'Nara sleep on while it's quiet, the elf skips down stairs to join the others, giving them one of her cheery grins, she says, "Well - I wonder what's happened to the others?"
Xanthalos Thursday August 12th, 1999 1:11:09 AM
Xanthalos steps from the carriage and joins the others. Turning to Heuse, "I'd like an 8 foot spear, 2 flasks of greek oil, a 50' length of silk rope, and 3 vials of holy water. Get with the others to see what they require."
Departure of Carriage Thursday August 12th, 1999 7:59:25 AM
Unperturbed, Heuse quickly jots down all supply orders on a pad extracted from his coat, bids the party good day, and clambers into the driver's seat of the carriage. Shortly, the vehicle is out of sight.
Figment Thursday August 12th, 1999 1:56:03 PM
"Don't worry about it Ingrige. The Gold Dragons were rat catchers once too. Besides, somehow I think we will find more than rats in the basement.
Ingrge Thursday August 12th, 1999 6:17:28 PM
To Heuse. A half dozen silver arrows of quality would be nice. To Figment, Yeah I know and thats what worries me. I was hoping to negotiate a hazard pay bonus for anything really rough. I mean just suppose It ends up being Parnoth in her cellar. it is not worth dying for 50 gold. ::sigh:: Well let's go inform the others.
Shadrach Thursday August 12th, 1999 6:17:29 PM
"Hmm, food." Shad strode down into the inn proper and seized a table, waving Milo and Olana over. "I'm sure they'll get into trouble. Let's eat, before a giant hamster attacks or something."
Xanthalos Thursday August 12th, 1999 6:30:17 PM
"A hazard pay bonus? Well you shouldn't have been so quick to grab those sacks of gold. As far as I am concerned, we were still negotiating until you grabbed those sacks. It was a done deal when you did that," Xanth says looking to Ingrige.
Milo Thursday August 12th, 1999 9:40:20 PM
After seating himself, Milo turns to Shadrach, "It depends on your definition of trouble. There are a few things I wouldn't mind doing again, now that I know that I can live through them." Hand hiding his face and speaking in a low whisper, "Besides, the coin is running a little thin for my tastes. Its time to acquire some more money." Milo blanches and chokes at the same time. "Dear me, did I say acquire, I mean earn." Turning to Olana, "How was your rest my lady? I hope you feel as refreshed as I did after that bath." With that, Milo perks up his head and looks around for Sweetie, or anyone who may be available to serve them something to eat. "Now if we can just locate the help of this fine establishment, perhaps something to chew, I feel my stomach returning to normal."
Shadrach Friday August 13th, 1999 11:15:48 AM
Shad rubbed his chin thoughtfully, making a scraping sound. "And others of us have too much for easy resting. We need to find a bank or something."
Figment Friday August 13th, 1999 11:28:34 AM
"Keep your own money my friend. Banks wil make you pay to put your money in. Maybe we could convert it to gems that are easier to carry. We could also spend it on magic in the markets... We could stand to get a few things like healing magic and protection magic. Maybe we could stop in on our way over to the mansion..."
Olana Friday August 13th, 1999 11:31:23 AM
Joining the others downstairs, the elf grins at Milo. "I had a very nice rest, thank you," she says and takes a seat. "I've left K'Nara sleeping upstairs. I don't see any point in waking her till the others return, I mean she was looking a bit green around the gills. Are you feeling better, Shad? That was quite a mess you made earlier." She begins to chuckle softly.
DM singing in the background Friday August 13th, 1999 11:40:51 AM
"Someone's in the cellar with Parnoth, someone's in the cellar I know --o-o-o-..."
Patron of the Red Wyrm Inn Friday August 13th, 1999 11:56:06 AM
At the mention of K'nara's name, an elven fighter-type sitting two tables over glances up and says, "Is that your friend -- the drunk warrior talking about killing Parnoth?" Without waiting for a reply, she states, "Wouldn't be too wise trying to take him on. We tried to do that one time with a black dragon. He got wind of our plans, and took several of our families hostage. It was three years before we had our next chance. We finally killed the old lizard, and then spent 25 years putting up with all the contingency spells. Nope, not a good idea going after a dragon." The speaker turns back to her beer, lost in thought.
Sweetie Pie Friday August 13th, 1999 12:04:32 PM
The waitress announces, "Good ladies & lords, and others," she winks. "This afternoon our special is baked pheasant. We also have a robust vegetable bison stew. And fresh bread, still warm from the oven. Of course various fruits, drinks, juices, and goat's milk. And desserts. What'll you have?"
Milo Friday August 13th, 1999 1:07:05 PM
Milo's eyes gleam,"Ooh ooh Sweetie, start with me, start with me... I'd like a bowl of that stew, a loaf of hot bread, and fresh berries in sweet cream." Milo catches himself rubbing his hands together, and then looking around at the rest of the group, "Well, a halfling has to keep his strength up... especially before setting out to do something silly for the local nobles."
Sweetie Pie Friday August 13th, 1999 4:51:30 PM
"By the way, if anyone sees Flueterflam, the singer," the waitress announces, "please tell him that a fellow by the name of Onrad is looking for him. Said something about getting here 'as quickly as a dragon flies.'"
Xanthalos Friday August 13th, 1999 5:13:06 PM
Xanth follows the group into the inn and looks for someone who knows the whearabouts of his freshly cleaned robes.
Sweetie Pie Friday August 13th, 1999 10:18:50 PM
Sweetie brings out a steaming bowl of chunky vegetable bison stew, nice and warm wheat bread, and raspberries & sweet peaches in a thick cream. "The cook said you should try the peaches with the berries. Enjoy," she counsels Milo. / She directs Xanthalos to Franklin who is just walking by the entrance to the Maw.
Red Wyrm Renovation Saturday August 14th, 1999 3:45:51 PM
As the sprawling complex known as the Red Wyrm Inn is constantly under renovation, local carpenters are constantly streaming in to the tavern during the (relatively light) morning hours. One such crew of men is on the 2nd floor balcony, overlooking the common room, where they are working a pulley system to raise planks to the higher levels. One such beam, in a freak accident, slips and swings across the room to the opening of the MAW, where Franklin and Xanth are conversing about the dry-cleaning. Narrowly missing Franklin, it slams directly into Xanth's right eye, and its momentum carries both tumbling into the gaping MAW. Franklin grabs his own face, and manages to extract a splinter from his eye. Running over to the edge of the Pit, he peers into the dark depths before shaking his head and walking away.
Ingrge Sunday August 15th, 1999 2:28:13 PM
Ingrge enters the inn in search of the rest of the party.
Delgatha, cleaning lady (Inn) Monday August 16th, 1999 2:31:03 AM
Delgatha clomps in through the doorway, and heads toward Franklin with a bundle of clothes.
Franklin the Innkeeper & Delgatha Monday August 16th, 1999 2:53:07 AM
The innkeeper speaks softly to Delgatha. She looks over at the Maw, and screeches at him, "Down THERE??" He nods his head somberly. She walks over to the edge of the entrance to the Maw and peers down. "Here are your clothes. They're clean and folded, sir," Delgatha says in a quieter voice than is her custom. Before Franklin can stop her, she lets the bundle go, and the clothes scatter as they float downwards. Franklin just turns around and covers his face for a moment. He sighs. "Thank you dear. Why don't you go home early today," he suggests. "But WHY? My shift isn't O-O-Over yet," she whines. With authority, he says, "Now." Delgata blinks, gathers up her skirts, and runs toward the door for the rooms, managing to stumble only once before exiting down the hallway. Franklin approaches the party. "Excuse me. I don't know whether you witnessed the misfortune, but a member of your group seems to have fallen. Construction work mishap. I shall investigate this fully." His left eye, quite red now, appears to focus as well as his right. "Mssr. Xanthalos, I believe." He looks professionally sad. "Words fail me. I shall report my findings, of course." He pauses a moment, then turns on his heel to carry out his investigation.
Olana Monday August 16th, 1999 10:48:15 AM
The elf jumps up out of her seat after seeing Xanth disappear down the Maw. "Oh....." she says, her blue eyes wide with shock. "I'll go and wake K'Nara." With that she scampers off upstairs in a hurry, waving at the entering Ingrge as she flies past. Upstairs she will try and wake K'Nara and tell her the others have returned and that something astounding has happened.
Time Flies (DM) Monday August 16th, 1999 10:58:15 AM
Later in the morning, after the major effects of the alcohol have worn off, the group once again is found gathered around one of the tables of the Red Wyrm Inn, making last minute preparations.
Flueterflam Monday August 16th, 1999 11:16:22 AM
Fluet is not there, still trying to hook up with Onrad somewhere.
Shadrach Monday August 16th, 1999 11:18:34 AM
"Well? What'd she say?" Shad is working on a stew with bread and juice. He's regained his color, if not good looks.
Figment Monday August 16th, 1999 11:38:09 AM
"What'd she say? We already told you what she said. It's time for us to head that way. Is everybody ready?"
K'nara Monday August 16th, 1999 3:55:14 PM
"Why in the bloody Abyss did I have to *win*???" K'nara groaned as she took her seat and ordered one of everything previously listed by the capable Sweetie Pie. "Gods! I'm so hungover that I can only nibble at some tidbits here 'n' there." So saying, the female fighter began to dissect her baked pheasant. "This is going to be the LAST time I *ever* consume three pitchers of Salamander's Delight on an empty stomach! Yeeesh! Did you know that I had the most gods-awful dream..?" Her filleted head bobs up and down as the food begins to disappear and she continues speaking between gulps of pheasant, bison stew and goat's milk. "...I dreamt that I had my arm around this totally hind-headed elf...and that I even called him 'Xanthy-poo!' Gods spare me..!"
Milo Monday August 16th, 1999 3:55:15 PM
After finishing his meal, and retrieving his backpack from his room, Milo has seated himself at the table with everybody else. Looking up at Knara, "You did put your arm around 'ol Xanthy poo. Unfortunately, it appears that 'ol Xanthy poo has met with an untimely demise. Sometimes I'm very glad of my size. Ooh... that rhymed. That behind, I'd like to be included in this little venture. I'm all ready to go. That is, once I collect my blades on the way out, I'll be all ready. What do ya say guys, am I in or am I IN."
Ingrge Monday August 16th, 1999 6:07:17 PM
Walking in and settling down at the table while Olanna goes and fetches K'nara, Ingrge grimaces a bit and shakes his head when hearing of Xanth's accident. Orders a glass of wine and a bite to eat. When K'nara arrives Ingrge lets her get settled and updates her on the job et al. Quietly he brings up the subject of their current cash and what they should do with it. It seems as though we have only a few hours before we are to be at Madam Colsum's.
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