Clockwork, Steam & Sorcery - Episode 2

[loxmyth]

~ Froud

Poe grins back at the gnome, considering his pie. "Adventura, huh? Sounds like a lot of fun... if you can keep up with all ya schoolwok and such. I guess I know who to talk to when I find twouble, huh?"

~ Miriah

Miriah put a copper on Kingfisher, and the attendant at the booth signed her a stub with the horse's name on it. Looking at the odds posted on the board above the booth, she noticed that both Kingfisher and Kingfisher had slightly lower odds of winning than the others. "Those two are wasted on short races like this," the attendant explained. "Uthgart's not much good on a straightaway and Kingfisher takes his time to build up speed."

The young wizard returned to her seat just in the nick of time; the starting cymbals clashed, and the race had begun. Frostmane exploded from her gate, with Winddancer, Triumphant and Kingfisher on her heels. Uthgart was visibly the slowest to start, his heavy hooves throwing up packed dirt as he picked up speed.

About halfway up the track, the grey sleek shape of Winddancer raced passed Frostmane, outdistancing the others to win the race handily. Triumphant steadily increased her pace until she was neck and neck with Frostmane, and so they finished tied for second. Kingfisher coasted to a fourth place finish, while Uthgart placed last.

"Well, I suppose you should have bet on Winddancer?" Ain asked of Etan, who shrugged.

"You see, these races are quite unpredictable," he told Miriah. "You could have won as easily as you lost."

 

[Seonaid]

Miriah makes a face. "What a waste of a copper. Although it was quite fun . . ." She smiles.

 

[loxmyth]

~ Miriah

Ain grinned widely. "It was your first try, and you were unfamiliar with the horses," he explains. "I'm sure you'll do fine eventually. But I asked you here for your company; don't feel like you're obliged to wager a single copper more." They watched as another five horses were trotting to the starting boxes, and Ain leaned in close to Miriah's ear, his voice low, "Miriah, have you been to a ball lately? The King's throwing one in a few days, and I was hoping you would escort me?"

~ Forge & Froud

Forge made his way into the Badger, and found that the only patrons here were Froud and his halfling classmate Poe, enjoying pie and two tankards of beer. Hob was busy wiping down the tables as usual, giving the dwarf a friendly nod as he came in. "Morning, Forge. Have you seen my barmaid, by any chance? Girl comes in later and later these days."

 

[Seonaid]

Miriah blushes. "I, uh, I don't know. When, um, is it?"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Forge looks at Hob and Blinks twice. My appologies Mr. Hob. I had thought Froud would have spoken to you. Yara was hurt last night. She was taken to (I can't remember if we were ever told) healer and should be well soon. Froud and I will be happy to help you tonight if you are in need. Forge gives Froud a look.

 

[Uriel]

Silly Dwarf...never tell the normal Folk about Adventurer's Busness. Oh well, Hob was trustworthy, Froud surmised between mouthfuls of peach pie and swigs of light ale. Waving the dwarf over, Froud winks conspiritorily, making sure that Poe didn't see the gesture. Perhaps they ought to come up with some secret handshake...or passwords, or maybe a hidden language. Yes, that was it, an Adventurer's Cant...
'Greetings, Forge. Poe and I were just enyoying the finest pie in town, care for a slice?' Froud signals for another beer and slice of pie for his stout-bellied companion.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Pie? Well ofcourse I'll have some Pie. The Dwarven enchanter says and joins the two at th table. Poe How have you been?

 

[Uriel]

Pie? Well ofcourse I'll have some Pie. The Dwarven enchanter says and joins the two at th table. Poe How have you been?

OoC:All of my characters seem to be as fixated on Pie as I am in real life...and Cartmann is on South park 'Pie...'

 

[loxmyth]

Hob nods grimly at Forge's news, sighing despairingly. "I told her to keep out of trouble, but the lass has a hard head. Well, I'm glad to hear it wasn't broken too badly, but I still think I'll give her a talking to when I visit the temple tonight." The barkeep wipes the sweat from his brow and shakes his head. "But I shouldn't be bothering you with that. Should I bring out another tankard and plate?" And he goes to do so when Froud asks.

Poe fixes Forge with a crooked smile. "I'm doin' good," he says. "And wizahding? That's going well fo' you?"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Hob nods grimly at Forge's news, sighing despairingly. "I told her to keep out of trouble, but the lass has a hard head. Well, I'm glad to hear it wasn't broken too badly, but I still think I'll give her a talking to when I visit the temple tonight." The barkeep wipes the sweat from his brow and shakes his head. "But I shouldn't be bothering you with that. Should I bring out another tankard and plate?" And he goes to do so when Froud asks.

I'd like you both to come to Coventry with me if you could. I have to pick up a component for a potion one of the professors is making for me. We shouldn't take too long and well be back for more Pie and Ale in a snap. The Dwarf says his owl hoots at the mention of pie.

Poe fixes Forge with a crooked smile. "I'm doin' good," he says. "And wizahding? That's going well fo' you?"

Must not mock him... Must notForge thinks. Yes it's going well but I'm thinking of expanding into some more martial venues. After last night I can see the need arising again. He shoots a look at Froud and smiles.