Clockwork, Steam & Sorcery

[Sixchan]

As the boy moves away, Larina sighs again. "Poor kid. I shouldn't have been so hard on him." She looks to James. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? It's just we have a far bigger problem to worry about! While we stood around, they escaped!"--another sigh--"Oh well...come on, we'd better get back to the others."

 

[Jemal]

"Do not worry about it, we'll find out what's going on here. Always deal with the moment first, and then when you have time you plan for the future." He shakes his head as the boy leaves, then back to her "sure, lets go." he says, gesturing for the lady to lead.

 

[loxmyth]

OOC: So is everyone headed back to the Hatted Badger?

 

[Krug]

Linda almost wants to smack the halflings. As she turns away, she considers getting some pigeons to plaster them with droppings. "Another time," she says.

Yeah head back to the Badger.

 

[Sixchan]

OOC: Back to the Hatted badger we go!

 

[Argent Silvermage]

I concur.. hatted badger.

 

[Uriel]

OoC:Ack...One more time...My comp blew up etc...blah blah...new one coming soon...etc...@onComp@ work till then.
I hope you did see my post in the OoC threads, Loxmyth...

IC: I concur, back to the Badger it is.

 

[loxmyth]

~ The Hatted Badger

Larina, James and Froud arrive back at the Badger to find Linda and Forge already waiting. Hob is fussing over the purpling bruise on the dwarf's forehead, chiding the young Enchanter for his carelessness. "Crazy Halflings," he mutters. "Leave the contraptions to Gnomes, I say. Those ones can be bad enough with their inventions." Applying a cool, wet cloth to Forge's head, the old barkeep sighs. "I wish I could do better, but I'm no healer," he says. "Just get some rest and you should be fit in a couple of days."

The Badger is rather empty this early in the evening; there are two other patrons who play at darts, and a man nursing a mug of beer as he idly chats with Yara, and that is it.

 

[Uriel]

Froud hastens to the side of his friend.
'Forge, you Jackanapes! What adventure have you had, eh?'
Froud touches the bruise, saying "Does this hurt?"

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Forge goes red from head to toe. Through gritted teeth he says, Why no. Not at all. By the way. I would start running now. I have longer legs than you do, if not by much. Forge starts to get up and raises a fist at his best friend. He looks about to clock Froud one but just sits down. It wouldn't be worth the effort. Hey where's Gears?