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<blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3327650" data-attributes="member: 11760"><p>Tock wakes with a slight pain in both his back and at the base of his skull. The slight back pain is an improvement on the previous night spent "camping." Two days previously, he had decided not to call on Ella anymore. Physical needs of multiple varieties changed that decision quickly. He quietly sneaks a glance to the other side of her bed to find she was already gone. That makes the morning easier. Tock stretches and climbs out of the bed. On a plate and under a bowl is a breakfast she had made for him. One day, Ella would make a better man very happy.</p><p></p><p>Tock eats hungrily, washes himself off and headed downstairs to main room of The Cat & The Fiddle.</p><p></p><p>"What day's it?" he asks.</p><p></p><p>"Fifteenth of Birth," Milos Fordham says, glaring at him.</p><p></p><p>"Aw, hells," Tock sighed.</p><p></p><p>* * *</p><p></p><p>Ragglus loiters outside the entrance of the tavern, his face wrinkled in thought. He vaguely remembers someone mentioning something to him about Birth 15, but can't for the life of it remember what was said. Perhaps if he had been more attentive, perhaps if something bright and shiny hadn't brightened and shined to steal his attention, perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.</p><p></p><p>Was it even Birth 15? Confused and hung over, Ragglus enters the tavern, intent on finding some answers.</p><p></p><p>"Ragless, my friend," Tock calls out happily. "Good to see someone I don't loathe! You're not joining the fools on their crusade are you?"</p><p></p><p><em>Crusade</em>, Ragglus thinks to himself, until it finally hits him like a sack of rocks. The barrow!</p><p></p><p>"Yeah, promised ... one of 'em. They ain't left yet, have they?"</p><p></p><p>"Can't say as I know, Ragless, I've avoided any mention of it. I've got no interest in digging up moldy artifacts of that religion. As long as those others are around, there'll be no profit in it. Sit, have a breakfast ale. If you're lucky, Ella might make some of her delicious egg concoctions." Tock looks over to the bar and sees the barmaid distracted. "Ella, darlin? What's wrong?"</p><p></p><p>Tock and Ragglus follow Ella's disgusted gaze to Emus, who has just sauntered in while digging around in one nostril with a thick finger and a satisfied air. Realizing Ella's eyes on him, the dwarf grins broadly.</p><p></p><p>"Mornin', Ella! Whatever you got on tap for breakfast, and git me one of your egg doodads, too!" He wanders over to the table with Tock and Ragglus. "Mornin', ladies. What's new?"</p><p></p><p>"I heard those Druids taught you to read," Tock says. "Maybe they're not completely useless after all."</p><p></p><p>"Eh," Emus shrugs. "Book learning's nice and all, but it's not so great. You spend too much time with yer nose buried in a book and the rest of ya suffers. I mean, just look at Renraw and that cousin of yers. A stiff fart could knock the both of 'em over."</p><p></p><p>"Did the two stiffs go with 'em," Ragglus asks, through a mouthful of food, "Or are they plannin' on talkin' things to death?" Ragglus lifts his hands and waggles his fingers in poor imitation of spellcasting.</p><p></p><p>"What's this, now?" Emus says. "I thought we'd cleaned out that whole cairn. And those kids went back there by themselves? Dang it."</p><p></p><p>"Rags and I were just talking about the idiots going back to the barrow to catch the whoever stole whatever from that stupid church," Tock says. "I know my gods damned cousin was going with the Glittergoldian and Renraw was going, too. I thought better of him. I don't know about the others. Screw 'em, I say. What you say we figure out a better way to earn some coin?"</p><p></p><p>"I got as much use for coin as I do for books, as long as I have enough of it to put some food in my belly," says Emus. "I guess I'll head out there after MY BREAKFAST GETS HERE and see what sort of trouble they've gotten into. But if it's coin you're after, it seems ta me that if'n they do find anyone out there, they won't take too kindly to church-thieves. You've had pretty good luck with finding stuff off of corpses so far!"</p><p></p><p>Emus cackles at his own joke as his breakfast arrives.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Whizbang Dustyboots, post: 3327650, member: 11760"] Tock wakes with a slight pain in both his back and at the base of his skull. The slight back pain is an improvement on the previous night spent "camping." Two days previously, he had decided not to call on Ella anymore. Physical needs of multiple varieties changed that decision quickly. He quietly sneaks a glance to the other side of her bed to find she was already gone. That makes the morning easier. Tock stretches and climbs out of the bed. On a plate and under a bowl is a breakfast she had made for him. One day, Ella would make a better man very happy. Tock eats hungrily, washes himself off and headed downstairs to main room of The Cat & The Fiddle. "What day's it?" he asks. "Fifteenth of Birth," Milos Fordham says, glaring at him. "Aw, hells," Tock sighed. * * * Ragglus loiters outside the entrance of the tavern, his face wrinkled in thought. He vaguely remembers someone mentioning something to him about Birth 15, but can't for the life of it remember what was said. Perhaps if he had been more attentive, perhaps if something bright and shiny hadn't brightened and shined to steal his attention, perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. Was it even Birth 15? Confused and hung over, Ragglus enters the tavern, intent on finding some answers. "Ragless, my friend," Tock calls out happily. "Good to see someone I don't loathe! You're not joining the fools on their crusade are you?" [i]Crusade[/i], Ragglus thinks to himself, until it finally hits him like a sack of rocks. The barrow! "Yeah, promised ... one of 'em. They ain't left yet, have they?" "Can't say as I know, Ragless, I've avoided any mention of it. I've got no interest in digging up moldy artifacts of that religion. As long as those others are around, there'll be no profit in it. Sit, have a breakfast ale. If you're lucky, Ella might make some of her delicious egg concoctions." Tock looks over to the bar and sees the barmaid distracted. "Ella, darlin? What's wrong?" Tock and Ragglus follow Ella's disgusted gaze to Emus, who has just sauntered in while digging around in one nostril with a thick finger and a satisfied air. Realizing Ella's eyes on him, the dwarf grins broadly. "Mornin', Ella! Whatever you got on tap for breakfast, and git me one of your egg doodads, too!" He wanders over to the table with Tock and Ragglus. "Mornin', ladies. What's new?" "I heard those Druids taught you to read," Tock says. "Maybe they're not completely useless after all." "Eh," Emus shrugs. "Book learning's nice and all, but it's not so great. You spend too much time with yer nose buried in a book and the rest of ya suffers. I mean, just look at Renraw and that cousin of yers. A stiff fart could knock the both of 'em over." "Did the two stiffs go with 'em," Ragglus asks, through a mouthful of food, "Or are they plannin' on talkin' things to death?" Ragglus lifts his hands and waggles his fingers in poor imitation of spellcasting. "What's this, now?" Emus says. "I thought we'd cleaned out that whole cairn. And those kids went back there by themselves? Dang it." "Rags and I were just talking about the idiots going back to the barrow to catch the whoever stole whatever from that stupid church," Tock says. "I know my gods damned cousin was going with the Glittergoldian and Renraw was going, too. I thought better of him. I don't know about the others. Screw 'em, I say. What you say we figure out a better way to earn some coin?" "I got as much use for coin as I do for books, as long as I have enough of it to put some food in my belly," says Emus. "I guess I'll head out there after MY BREAKFAST GETS HERE and see what sort of trouble they've gotten into. But if it's coin you're after, it seems ta me that if'n they do find anyone out there, they won't take too kindly to church-thieves. You've had pretty good luck with finding stuff off of corpses so far!" Emus cackles at his own joke as his breakfast arrives. [/QUOTE]
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