Rystil Arden
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"Well in my land, Ligeia, Thelxiope, and Molpe are sisters, beautiful and fey women of legend," Lasair muses, "Strange how it changes from place to place but the names are alike."
(Tavern) City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn VII
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ajanders
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Michael snores on, dreaming about a parrot that takes off its parrot costume to reveal itself as a raven. Then the raven peels off its raven costume to reveal itself as a stone.
Then the stone takes off its stone costume to reveal itself as a giant pink elephant.
Silly stone.
Snore.
Then the stone takes off its stone costume to reveal itself as a giant pink elephant.
Silly stone.
Snore.
Patlin
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Rystil Arden said:
Ironwolf is surprised to find common ground with the exotic Lasair.
"I have a similar sibling, though I would never have thought to call my Psicrystal such but for your suggestion."
At his words, a small crystal with legs crawls out from under his shirt and sits upon his shoulder.
Rae ArdGaoth
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At the other end of the room, where all the dwarves are snoring loudly, a small voice can be heard mumbling, first softly but gaining volume, "Aye, aye, ale, beer, rum in my tum tum tum...!" Suddenly a tiny gnome in a blue cloak pokes his head up groggily. Not quite realizing where he is, he looks around confusedly for a moment and shakes his head. Then he slowly rises from his seat and starts to walk, relying heavily on his walking stick. On his way by one dwarf, the gnome gives his earthen brother a hearty slap on the back. The dwarf doesn't even flinch.
The blue-cloaked gnome makes his way across the room to the more civilized patrons. On the way he smooths his clothes and fixes his skewed glasses, trying his best to appear presentable. His walking seems to improve remarkably fast for one who has just woken up from a dwarven-alcohol induced slumber. By the time he reaches the other end of the tavern, the gnome seems completely recovered other than the stench of liquor that lingers on his clothes and breath.
"My my my, that was exciting! 'Never be too haughty to keep from getting down and having some fun,' my father always says. I... I'm not quite sure we've met yet..." The gnome chuckles embarassedly. "In case we haven't, I am Fimbus Leyron Aukits Macklerey Gimmons the Third, Illusionist Extraordinaire, at your service." He bows deeply, his large nose almost touching the floor. His movements are totally coordinated now, as though he had never touched a drop of ale the whole evening. Smiling, Fimbus says, "But you can call me Fimble McGee. And, eh... well, I must say... I don't remember meeting a single one of you! So..."
The blue-cloaked gnome makes his way across the room to the more civilized patrons. On the way he smooths his clothes and fixes his skewed glasses, trying his best to appear presentable. His walking seems to improve remarkably fast for one who has just woken up from a dwarven-alcohol induced slumber. By the time he reaches the other end of the tavern, the gnome seems completely recovered other than the stench of liquor that lingers on his clothes and breath.
"My my my, that was exciting! 'Never be too haughty to keep from getting down and having some fun,' my father always says. I... I'm not quite sure we've met yet..." The gnome chuckles embarassedly. "In case we haven't, I am Fimbus Leyron Aukits Macklerey Gimmons the Third, Illusionist Extraordinaire, at your service." He bows deeply, his large nose almost touching the floor. His movements are totally coordinated now, as though he had never touched a drop of ale the whole evening. Smiling, Fimbus says, "But you can call me Fimble McGee. And, eh... well, I must say... I don't remember meeting a single one of you! So..."
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"Fimble, eh? Fimble. Good name. Fimble. There is a touch of the aristocratic to it.
Fimble.
Fimble. Yeah. I like that.
Illusions eh? Might be good in a pinch, but you can't sit on them, can you?"
[Sunny jokes in the direction of Fimble.]
"As for me, I'm Sunny Perriwinkle, but don't let that bother you too much... as you will soon learn, I'm a man with a very large sword, an ever-flappin' mouth, and not as much sense as a more silent man inevitably has."
Fimble.
Fimble. Yeah. I like that.
Illusions eh? Might be good in a pinch, but you can't sit on them, can you?"
[Sunny jokes in the direction of Fimble.]
"As for me, I'm Sunny Perriwinkle, but don't let that bother you too much... as you will soon learn, I'm a man with a very large sword, an ever-flappin' mouth, and not as much sense as a more silent man inevitably has."
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Dagummit McCracken, Dwarf Fighter 1
One of the dwarves at the table begins to stir. As he lifts his head he says, "Now that was a hairy dwarf maiden. A fair one no doubt." He then looks around and sees that the inn is full again. "I gotta be stayin' awake! All that dwarven ale be puttin' me out after a while. Arr!"
As Fimble walks over to the others, he says "Hey there Fimble, who ye be speakin' to? You can handle yer drink, that be fur sure!" He then stands up and stretches.
He stands tall (for a dwarf) and says out loud, "I be seein' the inn be gettin' full. Good! That be meanin' more fun for Dagummit McCracken of Clan Blondain, and don't you be forgettin' me name."
One of the dwarves at the table begins to stir. As he lifts his head he says, "Now that was a hairy dwarf maiden. A fair one no doubt." He then looks around and sees that the inn is full again. "I gotta be stayin' awake! All that dwarven ale be puttin' me out after a while. Arr!"
As Fimble walks over to the others, he says "Hey there Fimble, who ye be speakin' to? You can handle yer drink, that be fur sure!" He then stands up and stretches.
He stands tall (for a dwarf) and says out loud, "I be seein' the inn be gettin' full. Good! That be meanin' more fun for Dagummit McCracken of Clan Blondain, and don't you be forgettin' me name."
Rystil Arden
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*Lasair looks curiously at Ironwolf, wondering whether he had simply been so oblivious that he ignored her first three greetings to him when he sensed that they shared the ability to sense the Zivaash. Previously, she had been absolutely sure he had simply ignored her on purpose, but now, she was not so sure.*
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