Whirtlestaff's Wizards' Academy Revisited, IC01

[KerlanRayne]

OOC: That's everybody chiming in except for Kerlan and Manny. It's not really critical to hear from everybody right now, but I'm not quite ready to post anyway, so we'll give them a bit longer.

OOC: I did post something:

OOC: Yeah, and he might have even more monster rumors, or maybe just an opinion on the ones we've already heard. Do we know where exactly the house is? If not, we might as well ask that too.

In case you wanted it in character, here it is.

"We may be able to discuss the rumors we heard with him. He may know more about them. Let's go see him."

 

[Scott DeWar]

OOC: I kinda like having y'all be-TWAIN a rock and a hard place! hehehehe

]ooc[* gag gag cough hack cough cough*
that left me all choked up ]/ooc[

 

[Scotley]

Tylara

Manny strides boldly along with the rest of the crew - until he starts getting winded, that is. "Hey, guys - would you mind slowing down just a little? I could jog, but I'd rather save my energy!"

OOC: Sorry I was trying to quickly get as far away from bad puns as possible...

With an exasperated sigh, Tylara slows her normally rapid pace. Then she composes herself, "We are on vacation here aren't we."

 

[Leif]

The Hog's Head Inn

The group Proceeds to the Hog's Head Inn, looking for both beverages to slake their thirst and conversation about the area and its residents. Upon entering, they are greeted by the proprietor: "Greetings, weary travelers! I am Felix Wurst and you are all most welcome here. Could I interest you in a carafe of our Pembrose Red, or perhaps a jug of ale would be your preference?"

There are a few other patrons present, among whom are a male Dwarf seated at the bar and talking to his neighbor, seated at a table in the first row, who is a human wearing huntsman's clothes and the badge of a constable of Quail Valley.

 

[rossrebailey]

Ooc: I'm confused. Weren't we going to the constable's first? Ah, nevermind, I see the constable now! Silly.

 

[renau1g]

As the group of wizards enters the bar, Xavier replies to the welcome from the propriotor "Well Met good sir, it is a fine establishment you have here, and I am glad we have a chance to rest out weary feet. A carafe of Pembrose Rose sounds like a wonderful suggestion my good friend, perhaps a bite to eat as well? Whatever you feel would accompany such a fine vintage. Oh, can you also send another round to the huntsman over there? Thank you" Xavier finishes and goes to grab a table, happy to allow the constable to finish his current business before ambushing him.

 

[Leif]

Ooc: I'm confused. Weren't we going to the constable's first? Ah, nevermind, I see the constable now! Silly.

OOC: Sorry, my bad, but as you observed it has all worked out for the best.

 

[Leif]

Constable Duggin

The Huntsman/Constable approaches the wizards' table, fresh dink in hand. "Gentle-wizards (as I see by your dress), I thank you for your hosptality. I am Duggin, Constable of Twain. What praytell, brings you to our fair town? Perhaps you seek our own Crus?" says Constable Duggin, showing all the insight of a good constable.

 

[rossrebailey]

To your health, sir! Max replies, as he lifts his jug of ale to the constable. We are indeed here to see the wizard Crus. Our teacher at Whirlestaff has asked us to deliver something for him. We just came on the boat, whereby we met new friends and strange adventures.

 

[Scotley]

Tylara

The elf agrees to try the wine and asks for something to eat as well. Perhaps some fresh vegetables and bread? Since Max has started the conversation with the Constable, Tylara will focus on watching the others in the place to see their reactions to his words.