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<blockquote data-quote="Guilt Puppy" data-source="post: 1279240" data-attributes="member: 6521">Nathaniel, in the midst of retelling his story of the defeat of the Wendol -- it has by now become a drinking game, and given its nightly retelling, the audience is now filling in so many blanks that Nathaniel hardly has to speak at all -- spies Octar and Brioc holding their counsel.Normally, he'd let the two to their privacy... But Octar has been worrisome of late, and here there might be some insight into that, and as Brioc raises his hand...As one more mug is emptied, he turns to his audience: &quot;Pardon, but I have some business with the barmaids... Someone else pick it up?&quot;Before his words are finished the story is already going. He skips off, grinning to himself, and, once Brioc turns his back again, he catches the woman he has hailed, passing his book carefully under her serving tray.&quot;Excuse me,&quot; he says quietly through what is now a strictly worn grin. &quot;My friend over there, not the one who called for you, the other... You think you could start watering his drinks a little? I think there's going to be a lot of talking done tonight, and I'd hate for the last half to end up slurred.&quot;With that said, he jogs back to his duties, dropping in a few words of Octar's stalwart heroics -- the townspeople were noticing his behavior too, after all, and his good name could use a little help...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Guilt Puppy, post: 1279240, member: 6521"] Nathaniel, in the midst of retelling his story of the defeat of the Wendol -- it has by now become a drinking game, and given its nightly retelling, the audience is now filling in so many blanks that Nathaniel hardly has to speak at all -- spies Octar and Brioc holding their counsel. Normally, he'd let the two to their privacy... But Octar has been worrisome of late, and here there might be some insight into that, and as Brioc raises his hand... As one more mug is emptied, he turns to his audience: "Pardon, but I have some business with the barmaids... Someone else pick it up?" Before his words are finished the story is already going. He skips off, grinning to himself, and, once Brioc turns his back again, he catches the woman he has hailed, passing his book carefully under her serving tray. "Excuse me," he says quietly through what is now a strictly worn grin. "My friend over there, not the one who called for you, the other... You think you could start watering his drinks a little? I think there's going to be a lot of talking done tonight, and I'd hate for the last half to end up slurred." With that said, he jogs back to his duties, dropping in a few words of Octar's stalwart heroics -- the townspeople were noticing his behavior too, after all, and his good name could use a little help... [/QUOTE]

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