(Casual D&D II) The Fellowship of the White Dove

[Guilt Puppy]

"It just seems like we're following blindly," Hiritus says, softly. "But no, his heart is not evil."

Meanwhile, Ghant waves for you all to cram into the carriage, trying to answer Fendric's question erstwhile.

"As I understand it, the Heironean war-clergy who'd been enlisted to protect the town decided just to take the whole thing over. Nasty..." he says, glancing at Shavah, "nasty business all over, I'd say."

Shavah remarks quietly, as much to her companions as to Ghant: "That's not how it happened."

 

[dpdx]

As I understand it, the Heironean war-clergy who'd been enlisted to protect the town decided just to take the whole thing over. Nasty..." he says, glancing at Shavah, "nasty business all over, I'd say.

Shavah remarks quietly, as much to her companions as to Ghant: "That's not how it happened."

"Indeed, it is not, and with all due respect, what you suggest happened is a factual impossibility, Mr. Rhandoril.

I'm sorry, but I have lost my taste for a nighttime ride, Mr. Rhandoril; I'm afraid we've had a hard journey to venture away our first night in civilization, and I very much wish to visit the inside of a bathtub, instead.

I shall see you off from here, then. Pleasant journey, may the Light bless it, and perhaps we shall see you in the morning when we intend to visit your Uncle Aesop."

Fendric smiles and waves goodbye to Ghant, and turns to go back inside.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Nurthk arries at the door, hurriedly geared up for escort duty when he sees Fendric waving off Ghant.

"I miss something?" he asks, somewhat puzzled by the change of plans.

 

[DrZombie]

"You, Sir,owe me a drink. Several, infact. First dragging me out of my bath, getting me all worked up because I'm going to miss drinking copious ammounts of beer, but getting my blood flowing in anticipation for some night-time violence, and then disappointing me again by changeing plans in the middle of the night. So now I'm both geared up to fight and to drink. So you'll have to buy me drinks and perhaps later we'll have a barfight. C'mon, let's get drunk big time. Even you will have to unwind a little. You to, Shavah, and especially you Hiritus. I've never seen a Paladin that could hold his drink but you might be able to surprise me." Raven says, wagging his finger under Fendrics nose, then pointing to his other companions.

 

[Guilt Puppy]

Ghant's a bit surprised, confused even, but silently grabs his coach anyway, speeding off into the night.

C'mon, let's get drunk big time. Even you will have to unwind a little. You to, Shavah, and especially you Hiritus. I've never seen a Paladin that could hold his drink but you might be able to surprise me

"No surprises tonight," Hiritus remarks. "I don't drink to excess."

Shavah, still fuming, trots quietly over to Raven, giving him a hard jab in the shoulder.

"I'll keep up with you," she says, the trace of a wry smile cracking her lips. "Don't worry."

(I'll still be on-and-off for a while yet, so, well, we'll see what I come back to. Nurthk may wake up in the drunktank yet.)

 

[DrZombie]

"No surprises tonight," Hiritus remarks. "I don't drink to excess."

Shavah, still fuming, trots quietly over to Raven, giving him a hard jab in the shoulder.

"I'll keep up with you," she says, the trace of a wry smile cracking her lips. "Don't worry."

"Hiritus, a friend of mine, who was far wiser than me, wich is, I must admit, not such a big feat" Raven says as he walks towards the entrance once more "once said that alcohol releases ones innermost baser instincts and emotions. Some men get violent, others get annoying, some get emotional, some just fall over giggling. He said that only when you lose all inhibitions and still maintain controll over your actions you can be sure you're a good men. Anyway," he says as he grabs both Hiritus and Shavah around the shoulders " we fought, bled, and killed together, so the least we could do is have a beer together. Maybe a few more, but that's entirely up to you. I , for one, am ready to face my inner beast. BARTENDER" he yells as he enters the inn "The finest ale for all my companions , and for evryone in the house as well. We've got something to celebrate."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Nurthk shrugs, drinking was his initial plan, so he'll just go back to that. He hurries back up to his room to get rid of his armour and weapons and returns with money in hand. He smiles at the mention of a man's inner beast.

"My inner beast... Maybe someone should slap a leash on it when it's out and about." he grins, then downs the drink Raven bought him, "Not bad. Bartender, I'll have a half-dozen more of those, thanks."

He slaps a platinum spindle on the counter.

"This should cover everything that I'm gonna drink, and a fair bit else hopefully," Nurthk is in a good mood already, and hefts his next drink into the air, "To our enemies, may they be few and far between!"

 

[Uriel]

Returnong from the kennels, Niccolo enters the main room again to the sight of his companions at their drink. Finally... he thinks, running upstairs to fetch his violin ad a bit of coin for an evenings carrousing.

Returning back downstairs,the Gnome quickly tunes up and cuts into a quick and lively rendition of The Sprite's Folly', a solo piece about a faerie who had just a bit too much of the ole Eldeberry Wine and ends up with his head firmly stuck in a tree bole.

<Think Flight of the Bumblebee >

 

[Guilt Puppy]

Hiritus does take one drink with Raven -- one, he insists, and holds true to -- while Shavah seems eager, quite eager to keep pace with the warriors. She is quiet and of good humor, though as the night wears on her laughter takes on an ever more vicious tone...

Oliver takes over once Niccolo breaks from his music; the barkeep applauds the gnome loudly, beckoning him over.

"Great music, that! I hope you'll be around for the night... Good music's good for business. I think there are a few folks who'll stick around to hear you play." He dashes a pointed look toward the edge of the balcony, where gnomish twin sisters pass dashed looks back.

"So what'll you be having? It's on the house. Or on the half-orc. Hells, I don't even know any more. I think your tabs all covered."

 

[dpdx]

"You, Sir,owe me a drink. Several, infact. First dragging me out of my bath, getting me all worked up because I'm going to miss drinking copious ammounts of beer, but getting my blood flowing in anticipation for some night-time violence, and then disappointing me again by changeing plans in the middle of the night. So now I'm both geared up to fight and to drink. So you'll have to buy me drinks and perhaps later we'll have a barfight. C'mon, let's get drunk big time. Even you will have to unwind a little. You to, Shavah, and especially you Hiritus. I've never seen a Paladin that could hold his drink but you might be able to surprise me." Raven says, wagging his finger under Fendrics nose, then pointing to his other companions.

Fendric leans back from Raven's belligerent fingerwagging, and rolls his eyes at the "complaints." Nodding at the bartender, he tosses another gold to him. In return, Fendric gets a round of ales delivered to the table before he himself returns to the bath.