Trog's Tavern CLXIII

[McBish]

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Come and enjoy our unique beverages! Enjoy the casual atmosphere in our Casablanca-meets-rustic-Asian facilities. Chat with friends out on the bamboo patio or stroll inside and grab a private, fern-surrounded booth.



Trog's Tavern has been enchanted to be indestructible. Please refrain from attempting to damage it, as it will not work.

Theme Song (http://www.angelfire.com/ny2/televisioncity/cheerssong.html)

NOW HIRING: Bartenders, Cooks, Talented bards, Burly bouncers, etc.
(Hey bards: just take spotlight in the tavern's center and start singing!)

STAFF:
Manager: El Jaspero
Bouncers: Hoseki, Tempest Stormwing, Valthreborn Valthera
Bartender: Trog, El J, Nina, Paige, Cosmo, Alex Shipmaster, Erdan
Cook: Who
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Trog would like to introduce:

Nina - a feisty and vivacious 18 year old (she's legal). Mean and completely unavailable.

Paige - a sweet and wholesome elf working her way through college at SIU here in town.

Cosmo - a quick-witted and oppressed gnome scoundrel.

All will be happy to serve you. ((Since all are NPCs they are up for communal control. Feel free to say what they do or say to you or any other patron. To a point.))

GET A FREE DRINK ON YOUR FIRST BARBARIAN POST HERE!

THE CURRENT DRINK MENU
Wines:
Catoblepas Sauvingnon
Chimera Cabernet - A hearty red with a hits of oak and black cherry.
Kobold Chianti - Tart and tangy! Try it with fava beans!
Merfolk Merlot - Full-bodied with a hint of rose.
Purple Worm Pinot - Earthy aroma.
Funky Llama - A rich fruity wine, available in white or red.
Xorn Zinfandel - Sweet and fruity!
Cormyrian Fireamber - Imported and very good.
Spoonake Chablis - Straight from the Underdark!
Feline's Fancy - A purplish, swirly mixture that any feline will adore.

Bar Drinks:
Pina CoLlama - If you're not into yoga and have half a brain.
Swampwater - A Phosphorescent lemon-lime delight
Jasphattan - Sweet vermouth with bitters and more.
White Russian Wukei - Vodka, Kahlua, and Milk.
Long Island Iced Tea - Tastes better than it will make you feel in the morning.
Mai Tai - Dark and pineapple juice.
Sneak on the Beach - Vodka, Cranberry juice, pineapple juice and Peach Schapps.
Rust Monster - Scotch and Drambuie.
Coffee Martini - buzzzzz.
Murderita - Wasted away again...
Rampaging Rail Mixer - Mad strong!
Ice Liqueur - Guaranteed to cool you down.
Dwarf Spirits Available
Aboleth Absinthe
LEVEL UP LIQUER - Need a few extra XP? We gots XP in a bottle!
Dragon's Liver Buster - The strongest drink in the house. Don't say we didn't warn you...
Constitution Crushing Wine - Fort. DC 35 or pass out!
Djinn and Tonic - Whirling ice cubes, fizzy soda, and one drunk genie.
Rum Llamonade Daquiri
Mudslide Daquiri
Chuul Lounge - Bacardi Limon, Aberration , creme de bananes and juices into a Chuul shaker half-filled with ice cubes. Shake well. Strain into a highball glass half-filled with ice cubes, and serve.
Ichor Liquor - Made from a fermented mix of various kinds of blood, the perfect drink for vampires and similar creatures.
Black Market Wallbanger
Hydrogelic's 110 proof Firewater
Guild Vodka No. 3
Black Shadow - A strong concoction guaranteed to send a chill down your spine at any temperature.
Haley's Liquer - named for the redheaded rogue, a sweet creme liquer, excellent over ice.
Wizard Blizzard - The effect depends on the spell stored in it. Other than that, it's made with crushed ice and Bourbon.

Beers Ales & Such
Grim Brewery brand Ginger - Death-o-licious!
Archon Ale
Guilders Ale
Balthor's Best
Mind Flayer Mead - Uhh... I wouldn't order this if you are not into brains and such.

Other Fine Beverages
Darknight Coffee - cream has no effect
SLURPEES!
Root
Red Minotaur Energy Drink
Llamonade - that cool, refreshing drink for quadrupeds.
Dragon's Fire Breath (cherry Kool-Aid) for the kids!
Fox Cola - the choice of the furry generation.
Hot Chocolate - with little marshmallows and stuff.

To Munch
Hot Spicy Peanuts
Velvet Elfish - Trogtilla chips with hot cheese and meat dip - soooo good.
Fortune Cookies - I got this deal with a local factory see...
Bamhacon!!!
Gyros
Salads (Spring Greens, Caesar, and Italian Pasta)
Who's Surprise

Desserts
Muffins
Brownies

Also: Fine Cigars Available from our humidor. Coffin Nail cigarettes.
Be sure to check out the excellent banjowood carving above the fireplace.

[McBish]

Eric comes inside and goes to the bar.

[the geekish one]

Hientz wakes from dead time and orders some hot spicy peanuts putting a silver on the bar.

[The Geomancer]

Melach comes out of dead time, looking around with a bored expression on his face. Creator's block.

[NecroPaladin]

To show that he's still here, Malleo shoots off a firework for no apparent reason.

[The_Chilli_God]

MURK continues squeezing Blog's hand.
*squeeze*
*Squeeze!*
*SQUEEZE!*

[McBish]

Eric gets a fox cola and starts practicing some sleight of hand.

[Fenric]

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Yectas bursts in, her red eyes blazing with mindless rage. She says a single word to see if a target will volunteer.

KNAVES

[McBish]

Eric gets the feeling that she isn't talking about Knaves in general but rather the gang so he keeps his head down.

[NecroPaladin]

((Oh man, if only because I'm the happy go lucky type...))

A grinning Malleo leaps in front of the rather intimidating Yectas.

"Hello! Want some flan?"

[AmberVael]

Aesa appears behind the bar and pours two glasses of wine, looking over at the shade.
Want something to drink?

[Fenric]

Black tentacles seething with negative energy freshly drained straight from that most unpleasant plane halt their lunge toward Malleo, stopping not all that far from him. The easily distracted Yectas looks increduously at Aesa.

Drink?

[NecroPaladin]

If only because I really really want to see the effects on Yectas, Malleo gets the happy juice ready.

[AmberVael]

Yes.
Aesa scoots the wine forwards, secretly amused and wondering what Yectas's reaction will be.
Come share a glass of wine with me.

[NecroPaladin]

Malleo realizes that there's no way he's slipping the happy juice to Yectas, but still gets his notepad out to see what the wine does.

[AmberVael]

((No no no! Slip it to Aesa! She'll totally get it in the drink!))

[Fenric]

One tentacle attempts to snag the happy juice from Malleo, he might temoprarily loose a level if it touches his skin. The rest withdraw.

Yectas looks at Aesa, more mesmerized by her alignment aura than the wine.

Law and chaos, all at once... You are a balance of imbalance.

(( That's how she says it, and I'm sticking to it. ))

she flares again and turns back to Malleo, brandishing her deadly tentacles.

BUT I MUST HUNT THE KNAVES. THE ACCOUNTANTS PROVIDE ENOUGH LAW FOR HALF THE PLANE. THEY MUST BE BALANCED.

[NecroPaladin]

((Alright then!))
He jumps out of the way, falling flat on his butt with a look of 'I'm this close to wetting myself.'

"I'm no KNAVE! I just wanted to say...hello! Like Aesa there!"

He points at Aesa, intending to distract as he does the following...

He gives Aesa a grin, silently mouths 'think fast,' sticks a silencer on his arm, and blasts the happy juice to her under the table.

[AmberVael]

Aesa catches the vial with a spell.
I'm a KNAVE. Won't you talk to me?

[Fenric]

Yectas glowers

If you are not of them, do not answer to their name. Else you join the shadows.

She spins to face Aesa

YOU?! But you are balanced: they are like The Masters, but broken. They must be corrected.

Yectas drifts toward Aesa and the drinks, looking more puzzled than angry.

[the geekish one]

Hientz freed from dead time looks at Yectas What about KNAVES? Hientz looks alarmedly at Aesa and trys to be as discreet as possible.

[AmberVael]

A lot of people would call me imbalanced, but I think they'd mean it differently than you.
Aesa chuckles and twists gravity and space to her will, making the vial of "happy juice" suddenly become empty and the wine in front of Yectas suddenly contain something else.
She picks up her own glass and holds out the spiked drink to Yectas.

[Rebonack]

In a stroke of continuity breaking done just because his player finds it funny, Regiji walks into Trog's.

His alignment pings at '404 Error: Alignment not found'

[Fenric]

(( You'll probably get her, but not easily ))

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Yectas spins and faces Heintz

YOU ARE KNAVES???

(( Simu'd by Regiji: he's in the queue ))

[McBish]

Eric continues not responding to anyone mentioning KNAVES.

[the geekish one]

No I was arrested by KNAVES and bear a particular dislike for them probably because they were going to torture and kill me.

[AmberVael]

Aesa glares over at Heintz.
No he's not. Here, have a drink.
She shakes the wine glass a little to mix up the potion and the wine and to get Yectas's attention.

[the geekish one]

Hientz smirks at Aesa. Oh most definitely not.

[NecroPaladin]

Malleo begins to nervously chew on the end of his pencil. This would be the experiment to end all experiments.

[Fenric]

Yectas turns, pausing to glower at Regiji

You hide. It will not avail you, but you are obviously not KNAVES, either.

She turns back to Aesa and heads to the bar.

What wine is this?

[Goodfellow]

Itch swaggers into the tavern whistling a little tune.
He cheerfully chucks a coin at the barkeep. "booze with ice please, mate. I don't give a crap about the kind."
Itch leans against the bar and looks around at those assembled, waiting to jump in on anything that looks interesting.

[AmberVael]

Fireamber.
Aesa grins a little.

[Warpfire]

Nathaniel walks through the door and looks around. As often, Jack is on his shoulder and also taking a look around.

[Fenric]

(( oh dear... bad choice ))

Yectas hisses, and the tentacles come out

Wretched sludge from the land Fenric corrupted???

[the geekish one]

Hientz looks on with interest.

[AmberVael]

Hey, I thought you'd like it.
Aesa grins.
Or does the name and actual substance conflicting not count? Or do you not concieve of elements in that way?

[NecroPaladin]

Malleo sidles over to Nathaniel.

"There should be a demonstration of my little concoction just about-"

Yectas goes bananas, etc.

"DAMMIT!"

[the geekish one]

Hientz is suddenly attacked by dead time.(( gotta go won't be back for a couple hours))

[Warpfire]

Nathaniel looks over at Malleo and fronws, though the expression isn't visible through his helmet.

"That's too bad. Now please keep a safe distance. I'd prefer not to get turned into an ostritch." He heads over to the bar and takes a seat.

[Goodfellow]

Itch looks over at Yectas outburst. "Whoa...lady seriously..." he raises his eyebrows, and makes a little face which a sharp person could probably translate into, wow girl, lay off the crazy sauce.

[Fenric]

(( It's just not Malleo's day. ))

Yectas begins to calm down at the idea that it is not *actually* from Cormyr, when Itch speaks up. She looks at him with a look that promises a lingering and painful death, then looks at Aesa.

(( roll.... nope, she doesn't attack Itch. And I had made it so likely, too... *sigh*: Guess it is Malleo's day after all. ))

The sight of Aesa seems to both confuse and placate her, somehow. The insane creature reaches for the wine...

[AmberVael]

Aesa decides to dim the sound the sound in an area around Yectas while increasing it in an area around the first area.
Just to keep Yectas happy.

[NecroPaladin]

Malleo's eyes bulge to the point of where you'd expect his goggles to crack and grins.

[Goodfellow]

((hey there's hope yet. If there's one thing Itch loves, it's pissing off angry people even more. Kinda a hobby for him))

Itch sees Yectas give him the 'want you dead' look. It's a pretty familiar one to him.
He gives her a sweet and phony grin and winks at her making a mock bow.

[Warpfire]

Nathaniel follows Malleo's gaze to see what he's grinning about, and looks over at Yectas.

[Fenric]

(( Last post, but I'll not disappoint you too much ))

Yectas looks at the wine a moment, then drinks it down.

She scowls a moment, then looks susprised, then looks at Aesa

What have you done?

The strange construct body sparkles and disappears; leaving in its place a slender, blonde, well-developed, and rather significantly unclad female elf.

balance?

Her eyes roll up in her head and she collapses into a heap.

(( and I disappear, fleeing thunderstorms, hail, and tornadoes ))

[AmberVael]

Aesa raises an eyebrow.
Well, of all the things I expected, that wasn't one of them.
She swiftly covers Yectas with a sheet that she creates, picks her up, and starts to lug her through to Inari's.

[McBish]

Eric relaxes as the wraith leaves.

[NecroPaladin]

Malleo stands up.

"Significantly unexpected results...not only does my Happy Juice kill on overdose and dye hair pink...

It also TURNS DIVINE BEINGS INTO UNCONCIOUS, NUDE ELF WOMEN!"

He pauses for a second, writing that down on his notepad, before pointing upward, spreading his legs like a disco dance move, and uttering his catchphrase.

"GENIUS! HAHAHAHAH!"

[Goodfellow]

"Hey! Now that's a pleasant change!" It looks like Christmas has come early for Itch. that must be one hell of a drink she just had
He watches slightly disappointed when Aesa starts taking Yectas away. Looks like the funs gone.

He shakes his head and downs a drink, waiting for the next bit of interest to come along.
He turns to watch Malleo's victory dance, then speaks to him. "you did that? Wow...buy yourself a drink mate," He tosses Malleo a coin. "You are indeed a true credit to us all." He raises a glass in Malleo's direction.

[AmberVael]

Aesa goes through the mirror.

[McBish]

Eric gets up and leaves.

[Uberblah]

Atokad and Rye wake up and look around blearily.

[NecroPaladin]

He shakes his head and downs a drink, waiting for the next bit of interest to come along.
He turns to watch Malleo's victory dance, then speaks to him. "you did that? Wow...buy yourself a drink mate," He tosses Malleo a coin. "You are indeed a true credit to us all." He raises a glass in Malleo's direction.

"And the best part, indeed, is that I don't even know how I did it!"

Malleo raises his vial of happy juice to Itch's toast, likely more happy that he made something unexpected happen rather than the specifics that Itch enjoyed. Not to say he didn't like all of it.

He downs the vial and giggles himself into unconciousness. His hair turns a little pinker.

[Uberblah]

Atok picks up Rye and heads out of the tavern towards the station.

[Nightwing]

*Blog swings a punch for MURKs head*

[Murky_Pool]

A blond haired man walks into the tavern, stopping for a moment in he doorway to give his eyes time to adjust, then heading for the bar.

He looks at the menu and asks "What's Bamhacon?"
"Sliced Meat" Nina replies
"What sort of meat?"
Nina gives him an odd look "It's from a Bamhacon, the boss breeds them out the back"
"Alright" the man says "Does Llamanade come from Llamas?"
"Well, we buy it from them, but it's not ground up Llama if that's what you're asking"
"A little bird told me this place was strange, I should have listened" the man tells her "I'll have a Bamhacon and a glass of Llamanade please"

Nina pours the Llamanade and hands it to the man, taking payment from him
"Bamhacon will be a couple of minutes" she says, disappearing into the kitchen. The man takes a sip of Llamanade and looks round the bar.

[Vhaidara]

(voice of all the nameless commoners watching MURK and Blog)
"Fight, fight, fight..."

[Murky_Pool]

The blond man frowns as the commoners
That lady in Inari's temple was correct, this place is not restrained

Nina returns with the Bamhacon and places it before the man
"Could I have a bowl please?" he asks
Nina reaches under the counter and hands him a bowl. The man smiles at her, receiving a blank stare in return, and pours a little of the Llamanade into it. He stands up and his form shimmers into a Llama, unclothed. Llama/Man laps up the liquid in the bowl, then turns back into a man.
"It tastes better to a Llama" he tells Nina
Nina shrugs, having seen much more impressive in her time and starts polishing some glasses. Thoroughly rebuffed, the man sits down and eats.

[NecroPaladin]

Malleo leaves, duly satisfied.

[The_Chilli_God]

MURK takes the blow without flinching. Luckily, MURK's head is the single most fortified part of his whole body. He smiles, even without noticing that some small trickle of blood makes its way down his nose.
MURK points at Blog, declaring very loudly, "MURK have permission kill you!"

Megara sighs, finishes off her drink, and walks very calmly out of the tavern.

MURK leaps across the table in a belly flop, not sure what he intends to do after he lands but knowing for certain that it will work.

[Nightwing]

*Blog swings his club at MURK*

[Vhaidara]

(mind if I butt in?)

[Nightwing]

(sorry. this fight is for lovable half orcs only)

[Vhaidara]

(not like that. I was thinking it was about time for another plot hook and had an idea. And yes, it can wait. Shadowbow doesn't do non-sword and/or spear and/or bow fights.)

[Nightwing]

(you can talk to Terel and Fernis. Blog is busy)

[Vhaidara]

(And they are where?)

[Nightwing]

(siting at a table be hind you. and i you are going to do a story don't use the drow war lord. I have a plan for him)

[Vhaidara]

(...nevermind then)

[Nightwing]

(I will put you in charge of his second in command. I have know idea who he is because you can make him up. and he gets a leagon of drow too. just Change your story to fit him. it is easy!

[Shinfai]

Shump fases out of dead time

Taking a gulp of ale from his keg, shump looks around

GOOD EVENING TAVERN !!! He shouts as he raises his Keg and downs the lot

[Nightwing]

*Blog looks at shuph*

RED MAN! does red man want to join blog in fight?

[Shinfai]

No thank you blog, i repsect fellow orcs, i do not kill them midlessly

[Vhaidara]

Shadowbow walks in with Xan and Crend. They walks over to Tereal and Fernis.
We saw a drow on our way here. He looked like he was a very high ranking officer. I think he's probably heading to report to the drow that captured Xan. I used a spell that will make him one of the easiest tracking jobs in my life. Do you two want to join us?
(Don't worry. The leader will be leaving about the instant we get there. Just like last time...)

[Nightwing]

*Blog smiles*


Lets go!

[Shinfai]

Shump picks up at the idea of chooping up a bunch of short elvy people

A high ranking official you say he says butting into the conversation

[Vhaidara]

(wait, I thought Blog was fighting and Shadowbow was talking to Tereal and Fernis?)

It doesn't concern you. I plan on ending his life myself. It would be even more dangerous then a policeman walking into the middle of K.N.A.V.E.S. headquarters.

[Shinfai]

I am a free meat wall .. use me or don't, i am a master in combat ...

[Nightwing]

(i accidental put it in red. blog smiled because of the fight)

Blogs friend right. It i to dangerous for red man. But it ok. my friend from S.E.P.T!

[Vhaidara]

We should get going. Feel free to tag along if you want, but don't expect us to take responsibility for you. Now, let's move. He was headed towards the mountains.

Shadowbow, Xan, and Crend wait for the others to come closer so that Xan can teleport them there.

[Shinfai]

((dude, lose the triple post)) Shump Grabs his axe, his crossbow and his galive nd tage along./

Don't mind me, i'll be fine

[Vhaidara]

(forgot to mention, Xan and Crend are both 10 years old. And it's a visable thing, since they're humans.)

[Shinfai]

((ah cool)) how are those to going to help ...

says shump motioning to the kiddies

[Nevrmore]

The hollow breaths of undeath can be heard outside, growing slowly closer. It is not a moan, but it is definitely some sort of guttural inhalation that is unlike breathing.

The door opens with a creak as the pale-looking orc walks in. For an orc, it is extraordinarily thin, almost to normal, human levels. The exposed portion of its skull is a clear testament to its undeath. The bone is slightly charred, and the skin framing it blackened nearly to ash, giving the distinct impression that the flesh around that large portion of his face had been burned away. The orc walked with a strange gait; Not quite a shamble, but he carried himself as if the tendons in his body were slowly decaying, causing his extremities to hang in a near-lifeless sort of way, dangling helplessly from his body. For all the world he seemed a zombie, a ghoul whose only intention was to split the skulls of the living and spill their brains onto the ground, yet even with all the victims nearby, he showed no sign of hunger nor ferocity. The wraith dragged itself over to a table and took a seat, digging its claws into the wood.

[Nightwing]

were to?

(If you prove your self on this mission I mite be inclined to let you going sept)

[Kyrian]

((*chokes on spelling*))

[Vhaidara]

Xan flares up at this
I am unsure if you aare the type that would care, but these drow are trying to use me. I am one of the most powerful practioners of arcane magic you will ever meet.
Crend looks at Shump
My brother exagerates a little about his proficiency with magic, but only a little.
Xan takes offence quite easily. He could likely make you run around town in your underwear if he wanted.
Turning to Tereal, Shadowbow adds
The mountains. We should arrive about where the last incident occured.

[Nightwing]

Xan would not do that to blogs friend!


so are we going to stand around like idiots or are we going to kill some drow?

[Shinfai]

(( haha ))

Shump enters dead time, his player needs sleep

[Vhaidara]

Well, get over here so that Xan can teleport us!

[Warpfire]

Nathaniel awakens from dead time, yawning mightily.

[Nightwing]

Right. sorry.

*Tereal and Fernis walk over*

[Vhaidara]

Xan casts the spell and suddenly, they are all gone.

[Nevrmore]

The undead orc simply sits at the table, staring into the ether.

[Jacklu]

There is a brilliant flash and a glowing orb about five feet in diameter appears. Whatever happened to be in the space where sphere appeared has vaporized, including a table and half of an unlucky NPC. The sphere fades revealing Rex, wearing only a pair of boxers, kneeling in the middle of it. He stands and looks around, scanning each NPC in the tavern. finally he walks over to one. I require your clothing. The NPC starts to disagree but Rex simply reaches out and breaks his neck. Rex makes quick work of putting on the NPCs clothes. He reaches into a pocket and pulls out a cool pair of sunglasses. He puts them on slowly and looks around the tavern. That is the last time I travel Reunited airways... there wasn't even an in-flight movie.

[Warpfire]

Nathaniel shields his eyes with an arm at the flash, then looks over at Rex and shakes his head. "Watch it with that flashy stuff..."

[Dizzle]

A bald man and a young black-haired woman enter the tavern. They stand back, astonished at the orb and the scene around it. The man speaks aside to the woman: "Act naturally, see what happens". So they stand there watching and trying to look casual.

[Jacklu]

Rex heads over to the bar. Yo, um.... what was it again.... right! Cosmo, I need a drink. Cosmo grumbles but gets Rex a drink anyways. Rex downs it in one gulp. He turns to the other inhabitants of the bar. Alright, listen up! I'm looking for some information, first off, has an army of invincible lizard men from New York taken over the world yet?

[Kyrian]

Some NPC rolls his eyes after hearing Rex, and mutters something about him being a moron.

[Dizzle]

The woman speaks an aside. "I'm not sure we're going to get the information we want here. They all seem insane"

"We shall wait and see: this is where we were told to go and here we shall stay. let's get something to drink and think out our plans."

They make a move to the bar.

[Warpfire]

Nathaniel just stares at Rex for a moment. "What in God's name are you babbling about?" He glances over at the muttering NPC, beginning to agree with him.

[Jacklu]

Rex nods his head. Good, I'll take that as a no... How about Inari's? Has it been burned down yet?

[Kyrian]

No...you flipping moron...

[Dizzle]

The man speaks to the bartender. "A glass of red wine please."

The woman follows "and have you some clean water to drink?"

[Jacklu]

Rex looks at the NPC through his stylish shades. That's good, That gives me at least a week. Now, one more question. Has the leader of K.N.A.V.E.S. been assassinated yet?

[Kyrian]

Yes. Yes he has.

[Warpfire]

Sir Conviction walks in and looks over at Rex. "Why are you interested, eh?" He appears to recognize Rex. "That's a suspicious question for a traitor to be asking...".

[Dizzle]

The man speaks "Tell me, barkeep, to people here always speak openly of assassination in these parts and cast spells at will?"

[Jacklu]

Shock! That means I've got less than two weeks... Listen, this may sound crazy but if you see me again, kill me on sight. Don't trust a thing I say, not even if I beg for my life. He pauses at the sight of Sir Conviction. Traitor? Oh, right, I forgot about that. Trust me Conviction, I'm no traitor. Well, I am, but not the current me..... never mind, just kill me if you see me, Ok?

[Warpfire]

Conviction takes a moment to process what the hell is going on. "Well, you've been cleared of traitor status anyway, though you aren't in the organization at the moment. And...I'll be sure to kill you if I see you again." He mutters something and takes a seat the bar.

Nathaniel stands and quickly makes his way out of the tavern.

[Lord Iames Osari]

The man speaks "Tell me, barkeep, to people here always speak openly of assassination in these parts and cast spells at will?"

Cosmo nods. Yeah, pretty much. And none of them ever tip as well as they ought to, especially not when I have a dozen kids to clothe and feed and send to school. The gnome scowls and gives them their drinks. Pay up.

Aerin enters the Tavern and looks around. Everything seems fairly peaceful, but Aerin knows Trog's.

[Kyrian]

The NPC leaves, then returns with five orcs. All six attack Rex with longswords.

[Jacklu]

Rex smiles as the orcs attack him. He holds up his right hand and a massive meat cleaver, bigger than his old one and inlaid with gold runes along the length of its blade, appears in his hand. He jumps into the air and five more of him pop into existence. All six Rex's swing their blades at the orcs in unison. Your going to have to do better than that to kill me.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin looks over at the orcs. You there! You're under arrest!

[Kyrian]

The NPC looks over at Aerin. Excuse me miss, but he told me that if I ever saw him again to kill him. I'm only following his wishes. The orcs all block the attacks.

[Nevrmore]

The undead orc watches all of the action silently.

[Nightwing]

*A man walks in*

you cops think you are so cool. your just scum.

[Jacklu]

The Rex's form back into one. Rex raises his meat cleaver and swings it horizontally. Multi Strike! Along the path of the blade a multitude of normal sized meat cleavers appear. There are almost too many of them to count and they spin rapidly. After a moment they fly at the orcs, moving in unpredictable flight patterns.

[Fenric]

A man bearing a close resembelance to Aimi enters and looks at the brawl-in-progress. He walks over to the side and brushes a potted plant, revealing a "Now Fighting" sign displaying the number 23. He takes a paper ticket from a small dispenser beneath the sign and looks at it. He pulls a most sour face and goes to sit off in the Shadowy Corner [tm].

[Nightwing]

* the man throws a dagger with deadly speed and accuracy at the NPC*

[Goblin Music]

Dall appears in the tavern holding a large sack, sits, and orders a DLB

[Warpfire]

Sir Conviction watches the action, considering when to step in.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Somehow I doubt that, Aerin says, casting hold person on the first orc.

[Nightwing]

you are from knives right? can I join?

he says to conviction

[Kyrian]

The orc is held and killed thanks to Aerin. The NPC also gets hit by the dagger thrown by the man. So you'll arrest me for trying to attack a moron that told me to kill him, yet not that dumbass that just came in, called you scum, and threw a dagger at me?

[Goblin Music]

Dall sips his DLB and draws out a small glass tube and starts to inspect it

[Warpfire]

Conviction utterly ignores the man asking him about KNAVES.

[Nightwing]

I was only trying to help the idiot cop.

He says to the NPC. he then throws another dagger at him.

[Jacklu]

With one orc down, Rex holds up his free hand. Hell Fire! All of the meat cleavers burst into flame. Rex rushes the nearest orc, dodging all the burning meat cleavers, and swings for its head.

[Goblin Music]

taking another sip from his DLB Dall chucks the small vial in to the brawl

[Lord Iames Osari]

You, Aerin says to the man as she knocks his knife from the air, are also under arrest. She casts a blade barrier between Rex and the orcs.

[Kyrian]

About time...

[Fenric]

The man in the Shadowy Corner [tm] arches his eyebrows at the display and contemplates the ticket in a new light.

[Nightwing]

What? I was just Trying to help!

[Nevrmore]

((Are there other orcs in the tavern besides my undead one?))

[Goblin Music]

the vial explodes and creates a 7' by 7' blueberry flan

[NecroPaladin]

the vial explodes and creates a 7' by 7' blueberry flan

((YES! HAHAHAH! Malleo's first alchemical bullet not to be used by him, I think!

EDIT: Nope, Aesa used a happy juice one. NVM.))

[Jacklu]

As the barrier goes up Rex lowers his weapon. Thanks, I really wasn't into it today. I didn't even use any mid level attacks... Well, I'm off. He disappears with a loud pop.
The observant watcher may notice Rex standing from his seat at the bar where he has been since he split into six and let his clones do all the fighting. He quietly heads to the mirror to Inari's and steps through.

[Nightwing]

what is the charge?

[Kyrian]

By the way, ma'am, I have proof.

[Nightwing]

I didn't do any thing!

[Lord Iames Osari]

What? I was just Trying to help!

Whether that's the case or not, you are not a member of the force or the auxiliaries, I did not deputize you, and you were using an inappropriate amount of force. Aerin next casts hold person another orc.

[Nightwing]

I didn't kill him! I was trying to save an Innocent man from this monstrosity!

* he points to the NPC*

[Kyrian]

The orcs haven't moved in some time. The NPC rolls his eyes.

[Nevrmore]

The undead orc continues being undead silently.

[Nightwing]

*He looks at the cop*

I have seen smarter things than you on my boot. not to mention better looking.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin sighs. Look, you're under arrest and that's that. You can come along without making a fuss, or not. She goes over to the orcs and tries to start manacling them.

[Warpfire]

Conviction disappears.

[Kyrian]

none of the four remaining orcs resist. Once again, I have proof. The NPC says as he stands there watching her.

[Nightwing]

*The man touches his amulet and teleports away*

[Goblin Music]

the flan is<.< >.> flany in the middle of the room

[Jacklu]

A bright light fills the tavern. A brilliant orb, about five feet across, appears Anything that was in the space where it appeared vaporized, including a chair and the other half of the unlucky NPC. As the ball fades Rex (female) can be seen kneeling in the middle of it. She is wearing only a pair of PJs. She stands and looks around. Shock, it looks like I've been here before. Hey, has anyone seen me here lately?

[Lord Iames Osari]

Then show it to me, Aerin says to the NPC.

[Kyrian]

He pulls out a tape recorder, rewinds it a bit, and then presses play.


Shock! That means I've got less than two weeks... Listen, this may sound crazy but if you see me again, kill me on sight. Don't trust a thing I say, not even if I beg for my life. He pauses at the sight of Sir Conviction. Traitor? Oh, right, I forgot about that. Trust me Conviction, I'm no traitor. Well, I am, but not the current me..... never mind, just kill me if you see me, Ok?

can be heard clearly.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin nods and unmanacles the orcs. Very well, then. I apologize. She looks at the dead orc. I can arrange for him to be raised.

[Nightwing]

*The man Teleports back in, throw a knife at the cop and a knife at the npc. He then Teleports away.*

[Kyrian]

He's just a creation. Not a real living orc. The NPC shrugs.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin dodges the knife, scowling.

[AmberVael]

A gate opens and Verdandi steps through.

[Jacklu]

Rex overhears the recording. That son of a... Hey, I know this sounds crazy, but everything he said was a lie. I'm the one that should be killed on sight, got it?

[Kyrian]

See? Freaking nutjob dumbasses.

[Nevrmore]

The undead orc sitting unassumingly in the rood lifts its head. The empty eye socket emitting the strange yellow glow goes blank for a second, giving off the sound like an old-fashioned camera flash. A Dimensional Lock manifests in the tavern.

[Nightwing]

(what happened to the knife?)

[Jacklu]

Hold on, has Inari's burned down yet? What about the the lizard people from New York? Has that KNAVES guy been killed yet?

[Goblin Music]

a small blue vial flies trough the air heading for Rex

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames steps through the gate, and it closes.

Aerin shakes her head and sighs.

[Kyrian]

The NPC sighs as well. Used to be a day where this town wasn't so full of idiots. You know?

[AmberVael]

Verdandi goes to join Aerin.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin nods. I do. She sees Vera and Iames. Hello again.

[Jacklu]

Rex holds up her hand. Slow Time The blue vial slows to a stop mid air, still moving but almost undetectably. Listen, I'm the one who caused it all, He just wants to be killed so I never end up like this. You mustn't kill him. If you do, all will be lost. On the same token, if you don't kill me the next time you see me, then all will be lost as well. Is any of this getting through to you?

[Lord Iames Osari]

Excuse me but, if that's the case, why can't we just kill you now? Iames asks.

Aerin nods her agreement.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi smiles.
Hello. We decided Trog's was the best bet to find something to do.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin smiles. Very true. This place practically revolves around Trog's.

[Jacklu]

Rex ponders this for a moment. First of all, I'd like to see you try, second, that would defeat the purpose of having you kill me before I activated the pineapple and end the world?

[Kyrian]

The NPC turns to Iames. See? I tried telling her this person is a frickin' nutjob. "Kill me....I'd like to see you try and kill me." Such an idiot...

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin raises an eyebrow. End the world? Why would we want to let you do that? And if we can't kill you now, what makes you think we'll be able to later?

[Goblin Music]

i would like to try to kill you. Grins manically

[the geekish one]

Hientz wakes from dead time and looks about the tavern.

[Jacklu]

Well, technically my plan depends on you finding me before I'm strong enough to kill you all. But I'm too strong to be killed by you now so if I told you to kill me next time you saw me then I could leave and wait for you to find me when I'm still too weak to win. This isn't rocket science people.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames nods to the NPC. So you're moving backwards through time or something?

[the geekish one]

Hientz blinks and scratchs his head, utterly confused.

[Jacklu]

Of course not, I would never get past the point at which I destroyed the present. But if I get killed before the Pineapple Day then It will never happen and the present won't be destroyed. This is the only way to stop the future from existing. By preventing the future from existing I can stop myself from committing "The Deed" and thus stop myself from ever stopping myself from not destroying the present. Of course, this all hinges on my ability to be killed before any of this ever happens.

[the geekish one]

Hientz gives up trying to understand what Rex is babbling about

[Goblin Music]

you don't even want to know my strategy? i am disappointed

[Lord Iames Osari]

Of course not, I would never get past the point at which I destroyed the present. But if I get killed before the Pineapple Day then It will never happen and the present won't be destroyed. This is the only way to stop the future from existing. By preventing the future from existing I can stop myself from committing "The Deed" and thus stop myself from ever stopping myself from not destroying the present. Of course, this all hinges on my ability to be killed before any of this ever happens.

Iames and Aerin blink as they repeat the second to last sentence in their heads.

...So your ultimate goal is to stop yourself from destroying the present?

[the geekish one]

Hientz finally understands what Rex is saying... sort of.

[Jacklu]

Rex gives them a "Duh" look. Of course it is, what else would I be trying accomplish. She checks her watch. Listen, I've got to go. If I know me, I'm already trying to stop myself from ever burning down that orphanage. I can't let that happen. Rex holds up her hand. Stop Time! To anyone in the tavern she seems to simply cease to exist. To her, time for everyone but her stops, giving her plenty of time to eat, sample all the drinks in the house, and head out after unbuckling every belt in the tavern.

[the geekish one]

Hientz sighs. I'll have an archon ale, Cosmo He tosses Cosmo a silver.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Fortunately for Iames and Aerin, their sashes are tied rather than buckled.

[Goblin Music]

wow am i glad i don't were a belt he to vanishes

[the geekish one]

Fortunately for Hientz hes wearing robes not pants.

[AmberVael]

Fortunately for Verdandi... errr...
Well, unfortunately, she's wearing a number of belts.
However, she has manipulation over time, so the time stop fails to effect her. She just moves out of the way.

[the geekish one]

Hientz sips his ale.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin looks at Vera and Iames. Want anything to drink while you wait for something interesting to happen?

[NecroPaladin]

Cosmo, however, IS wearing a belt.

"Sunuva..."

[AmberVael]

Verdandi shakes her head, as normal.

[Lord Iames Osari]

I'll just have a fireamber.

Aerin nods and goes to the bar. Two fireambers, Cosmo.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi hums a little, then frowns suddenly.

[Lord Iames Osari]

What is it, Vera?

[AmberVael]

Someone is... coming.
I don't know who, I don't know why, but I know they are.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames looks at her. Okay. He guides her to a table and sits down.

Aerin comes over and hands Iames his fireamber. She sits in one of the chairs and takes a pull of her own.

Svadris comes downstairs and looks around.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi shakes her head and sits down.

[Flabbicus]

A tall man covered in loose fighting rags from head to toe enters through the door to the tavern. The only part of his body visible under the rags are two piercing orange eyes. The man examines every member of the tavern and moves on to an isolated table.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames takes a sip of his fireamber. I haven't been here in a while.

You should've gone out more, Aerin grins at him.

Svadris goes to the bar and orders an Ichor Liquor.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi takes in all the different people, expecting the person she senses to walk in at any moment.

[Flabbicus]

The man places a hand on the table, sending dust off of the unused surface. A small amount of dust swirls around under his palm, creating a miniature tornado.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames nods and grins back. You're right, he admits. taking another sip.

Aerin looks around the Tavern.

Svadris sits at the bar, drinking his Ichor Liquor and watching the patrons.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi looks back to Iames and Aerin.

[the geekish one]

Hientz looks at the other members of the tavern and finishes his ale. A Bamhacon please, Cosmo He chucks a coin at Cosmo's head.

[Flabbicus]

The man raises his eyes until they fall on Svadris. He notes the pale skin and his eyes narrow.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin laughs a little. Typical that the day you two come out to find something to do this place goes all quiet.

Isn't it, though? Oh well. We can try again tomorrow. Iames takes another sip of his fireamber.

[Warpfire]

"NOT THAT WORD!" screams a random NPC.

[Flabbicus]

Of course no sooner does Aerin utter the forbidden phrase than no less than twelve tentacles force their way into the tavern and attempt to attack her.

The tall man wrapped in rags seems terribly confused by the sudden tentacles.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Svadris doesn't notice the man's interest. He sips his drink again.

[Lord Iames Osari]

As the tentacles try to attack her, Aerin quickly casts a pair of spells, seeming to burst into silver flames, and a shimmering longsword appears and attacks one of the tentacles. She gets up and draws her sword.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi sighs and thwacks at the tentacles with her staff, which blazes with white and red fire.

[Warpfire]

"But I have a wife and kids..." cries the random NPC as he is drawn into the black abyss from where the tentacles came.

[the geekish one]

Hientz looks with surprise at the tentacles and then turns to eat his bamhacon with a shrug.

[Flabbicus]

Sure as rain the tentacles are successfully thwacked and hacked at by the patrons. You all know the drill. They recede after flabbicus decides he's too lazy to adequately describe what happens.

The man pulls his hand away from the table and the dust suddenly stops swirling. He takes his eyes off of Svadris and glances at Aerin curiously.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames brings the random NPC back from the dead, because he's a nice guy like that.

Maybe I ought to spend a bit more time in here myself... Aerin mutters, the shimmering sword and aura of silver flame disappearing as she sits back down.

[Warpfire]

Unfortunately, the NPC isn't actually dead, but in fact has been dragged away to some horrible dark abyss. He probably wishes he was dead, though.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi sighs and puts her staff across her lap.

[Flabbicus]

What no one actually realizes is that the abyss is actually quite cozy. All the tentacles really want is a hug, they are just excessively violent about it. Or so Dr. Ian Bertak thought after finishing his senior thesis at Illithid Stormreach University. It didn't end well for him.

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni walks in, calmly ignoring the dead time all over his body. He finds his typical table and orders an Archon Ale...and muffins.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin takes a long pull from her fireamber.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi sighs and puts her head on the table.

[Flabbicus]

The man stands abruptly and quickly exits the tavern.

[Lord Iames Osari]

What's wrong?
What's wrong? Iames and Aerin chorus.

[AmberVael]

Nothing really.

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni recieves his muffins 'n ale with a pleased smile and picks a muffin up. He moves to take a bite of it, but stops when he notices that some of the dead time migrated from his forefinger to the muffin. He frowns and brushes it off before continuing. He once more stops as some migrates from his mouth to the muffin. He sighs and puts the muffin back down, instead turning to watch the apparently peaceful tavern.

[Uberblah]

Conrad and Akil enter the tavern. They go to an empty table and order food and drink. When they recieve their nourishment, Conrad pays and they dig in hungrily. It seems as if they haven't eaten in weeks, which is true.

[NecroPaladin]

Malleo notices the blueberry flan that Goblin Music left behind as he enters.

"A-HA! They worked perfectly!"

He strikes a pose.

"GENIUS!"

He then sits down and absently chews on peanuts while he writes down some notes.

[Lord Iames Osari]

If you're sure.

Iames looks at her for a moment longer, then takes a sip of his fireamber.

Svadris finishes his Ichor Liquor and leaves the Tavern after paying Cosmo.

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni regards his muffins mournfully and taps the table. A small amount of dead time snakes around the table leg, instantly imbedding within its timeline. Xeni's however, continues to viciously search for that little crack that it uses to get in.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi ruffles her wings and keeps resting her head as she casts her eyes around the tavern.

[Uberblah]

Conrad and Akil finish their helpings of food and order more. They also order more drink. Conrad pays again before chowing down on helping two.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Aerin finishes her fireamber and gets up. Well, I should get back on patrol for a while. I'll see you later tonight.

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni continues to stare at the muffins, closing his eyes to think. The dead time continues to try to force its way into his timeline. The 'pseudopod' of the dead time continues to wrap around the table.

[AmberVael]

Okay. Bye Aerin.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames nods and smiles at her.

Aerin leaves the Tavern.

[AmberVael]

Verdandi moves and leans against Iames as she looks around.

[Goblin Music]

a horrid stench floats in to the tavern

[AmberVael]

Verdandi falls asleep as her player runs off for the night.

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni raises an eyebrow as the dead time on his face snakes out to ensnare any nearby scent particles.

[Uberblah]

Akil gets wiff of the smell before Conrad and looks around and nearly pukes. Conrad goes over to see if Akil's alright then gets wiff of the scent also. He does puke. He then creates a mop that cleans it up then disappears.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Iames picks Vera up, and they disappear.

[The_Chilli_God]

MURK finally comes out of about 200 posts worth of dead time, and takes the club attack from Blog to the shoulder with some effect, which is ignored by the adrenaline of battle. MURK wonders what happened to the belly flop he performed, but figures that it doesn't really matter, since Blog is using a club now!
"Use weapons?" MURK asks with a smile half-innocent and half-just-plain-mean as he takes out a wickedly-curved orcish-style double-axe.
"Vek, meet friend. Friend, meet Vek."
And, with MURK's official formal battle greeting, he sets Vek instantly into motion, methodically spinning it and cutting at Blog with fury possessed only by a real, full-blooded orcish warrior.

A cut aimed at the side, the other side, the neck, the weapon-arm, the leg, the chest, the other leg, the neck again, down on top of the head, the other arm, and at the side all in a blazing flurry. It almost seems as though the weapon were moving on its own account and not due to an overexertion on MURK's.

((Dang Godly duties for my late posting time! Next dead-time scheduled for the next 10 hours))

[Shadow of the Sun]

If anyone was watching, they would have a noticed a man standing by the corner of the bar, in what appears to be a hooded trenchcoat. They would have sworn that he wasn't there a moment before, but then they're memory would have kicked and and realized he was there all the time, even though he wasn't.

The man, wearing his hood low over his eyes, goes and sits down at a table, waving a hand, which causes a drink to appear, which he promptly starts drinking.

[Castaras]

Fus teleports in and orders a drink. He glances round the quiet tavern, sipping his drink.

[Shadow of the Sun]

Looking up at the new arrival with his hood still over his eyes, he beckons to him to sit down.