Trog's Tavern CLXVII

[Rex Idiotarum]

The Samurai jump through the hole after Anomie.

[Warpfire]

"It's a-me, Ma-" Mario cuts off as he is shot through the chest with a flintlock pistol by Warpfire, who blows the smoke away from the barrel and grins. "Yarr."

"Mama...mia..." Mario whispers as he slowly bleeds to death on the tavern floor.

((I really shouldn't post this late.))

[Chaotic Bob]

aRizzen acquires a completely confused look as he observees this and begins to drown it out in alcohol.

[Castaras]

Castaras comes into the tavern and orders a drink, looking around the not-so-loud place.

[Who]

*Walks in followed by K9*
Afternoon all

[metakirb]

Metakirb walks in and orders a drink

[Who]

*Jumps out of his seat*
Not you again!

[metakirb]

oh come on you can't still be mad about the plates

[Who]

No not about the plates. I just don't trust you.

[metakirb]

and why exactly do you not trust me?

[Who]

I don't trust people who hide their faces

[metakirb]

((his helm is off right now though))

well i'm not hiding it now am i?

[Who]

You know thats actually a good point.

[metakirb]

yep, so you still gonna try to kill me?

[Who]

Not right now, I'm going to give you a chance and see if your really as bad as I think you are

[metakirb]

what? i've never been the evil one... except for that one time i went beserk but that was provoked

He laughs to himself a bit and finishes his drink

[Who]

Okay. So what brings you to the Town?

[Saurous]

Ctrazt enters the tavern, sitting down at one of the seats in the corner. He watches the patrons quietly.

[metakirb]

Well first reason i came here was while running from Terran, who now isnt quite as bad, then i've been staying here for no reason at all and just recently Serra fell ill

Kalessin lands outside

(dracorion)Meta! She's getting worse

Dammit, sorry who, but i'm gonna hafta cut this short

He runs outside and leaps onto Kalessins back, the two fly off to the mountains

[terranbloodrage]

Terran appears where Metakirb was sitting, he notices wo and goes up to talk to him

You once wanted to help me, or tried to hep me, fight metakirb right?

[Who]

And off he goes. K9 how much of what he said was true
Contents of statements 80% likely Master

[metakirb]

Waddle Dee runs in, looks around and starts humming to himself

[Castaras]

Castaras gets up and orders a drink, and sips it, looking around the room. She nods to Ctrazt and watches Who and Terran.

[Who]

*Who looks at waddle dee and raises and eyebrow*
How odd

[metakirb]

Waddle Dee looks at who

hello

[Who]

Hello, who or what are you?

[metakirb]

Im Waddle Dee, the waddle dee, i run a shop

((hes about 12 years old if you hadn't guessed))

[Who]

A waddle dee?
*A red light appears from K9 and shines on waddle dee*
New species encountered, scanning

[metakirb]

whats the dog?

He walks forward to K9 and starts to stroke him

[Who]

The "dog" is K9, I built him
Scan complete, species identified as waddle dee
*The light retracts into K9*

[metakirb]

He's funny...

He smiles and starts humming to himself again

[Who]

What brings you to the Town?

[metakirb]

to sell stuff...

[Who]

What kind of stuff?

[metakirb]

All kinds of stuff, wanna see?

[Who]

Sure, why not?

[metakirb]

Follow me then

He runs out the tavern and heads to his shop

[Who]

Come on K9
*Who and K9 leave following waddle dee*

[Castaras]

Castaras finishes off her drink, and leaves the tavern.

[darkblade]

A young women with a metallic pincer for one hand enters the Tavern. "This Town makes me sick, so many unnatural non-humans. I don't know how the bosses expect me to aceive anything here alone." she mutters to herself before ordering a drink.

[metakirb]

Silvros flies up off Kemros' shoulder

yeah yeah, i won't be long

The serpent flies out of the tavern

[Who]

*Walks in carrying a yellow drink in his hand, followed by K9*
Man this is a good smoothie

[darkblade]

Hamilton takes her drink and begins scanning the bar looking for any potential allies or powerful foes.

[metakirb]

Silvros flies back in and over to Kemros

nothin, no-one seems to know anything about how to purify your sword...

[Castaras]

A cloaked person walks silently into the tavern, looking around. They move up to the bar, and rap on the bar top.

A drink, gnome. Make it quick.

Cosmo mutters something and pushes over a drink, which the stranger exchanges for a few gold. The stranger sips the drink, looking around the room.

[darkblade]

Hamilton eyes the cloaked person suspiciosly. "Whoever that person or thing is, its hiding something."

[Who]

*Takes out smoothie maker and starts making another drink*

[Castaras]

The figure turns to Hamilton, hood shrouding their face in shadow, two piercing red eyes watching suspiciously.

[darkblade]

Hamilton sees the red eyes to her that thing is clearly not human and therefore deserves only death. She brings her claw infront of her reaching for her blaster with her other hand. "What are you looking at, freak?"

[metakirb]

no i didn't ask anyone with any real power, they all want to kill me, everytime i've asked someone with some amount of power they draw a weapon and try to skin me alive!

Kemros shrugs

Oh, so blame me for your lack of information

[Castaras]

Freak?

The figure gives a low, dark chuckle.

What are you to call me a freak, girl?

[Who]

*At the sight of a blaster Who pulls out a blaster of his own*
Put that down!

[metakirb]

Silvros sighs to himself

creatures on this planet are so eager to fight...

[darkblade]

"I call'em like I see'em, and unless that cloak is hiding something a bit more natural than it seems you are a freak of nature and should be wiped from this world with all your kin."

((Her blaster is still holstered. Shes just holding it.))

[Castaras]

Why would you try and wipe the world of one of your kind?

The figure lifts the hood, revealing a young, white skinned girl with pure black hair, and red eyes.

Suicide?

[darkblade]

"I beg your apologies. You didn't appear to be one of us." she says to the young woman.

"I'd put that down if I were you." she says turning to Who.

[Who]

Why should I?

[metakirb]

Silvros laughs to himself

this is all typical of places like this, why am i stuck here with you Kemros?

[Castaras]

No problem, m'dear.

The girl smiles, and goes to sit near Hamilton.

Trying to rid the world of non-humanoids or something?

[darkblade]

"Because I could kill you as fast as you can try to shot me with that." she says to Who.

"Non-humanoids are only part of my concern, the demi-human, Outsiders and any other kind of Non-humans out there are destroing the world for those who it truly belongs to." she says to the girl before being hit by a badly timed bacth of deadtime.

[Who]

*Who chuckles to himself*
You wouldn't believe how hard it is to kill a member of my race, but if it will shut you up.
*Puts blaster away*

[Castaras]

The girl smiles.

Well if you need someone to help with that noble cause, just ask. I'll hang around here often, I think. Seems to be a good place for business. The name's Shera.

Shera then notices the dead time, and sighs, turning away.

[Chaotic Bob]

aRizzen looks up from his table and out the window. He frowns and walks out.

[The_Librarian]

Kratos darts through the mirror from Inari's. He doesn't stop to speak to anyone as he changes to his cub form and rushes out of the tavern again.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro bumps groggily down the stairs, after having overslept by about seven hours. He goes up to the bartender, and orders a coffee. Sufficiently awake, he begins to inquire about things to do.

'I'm new here, got any advice on things to do around here?'

[Chaotic Bob]

"Well...what do you like to do, sir?"

[Castaras]

Shera watches Eidaro, hood covering her face again, red eyes peering out.

[Tolkien_Freak]

'Fighting evil, saving the innocent, all that clichéd stuff. Mostly, just killing evil stuff.'

[Castaras]

At the sound of this, Shera's eyes fade into the darkness in her hood, while she carries on watching.

[Chaotic Bob]

"Oh. All you have to do for that is walk around and search for a random encounter! I'm sure someone would be happy to do one."

[Rex Idiotarum]

Rex wanders into the bar.
"He was here, wasn't he?"

[Tolkien_Freak]

'...what? Who was here?

'Oh, thanks for the information.'

Satisfied, he leaves the tavern.

[Castaras]

Shera watches those in the tavern, hmming.

[Rex Idiotarum]

A man wearing a porcelain mask and carrying a shape-shifting sword.

[Warpfire]

Joseph walks into the tavern, and takes a slow, comprehensive scan of the room.

[Castaras]

Shera takes out a small, wickedly curved dagger and starts coating it in poison, humming quietly.

[Warpfire]

Joseph's gaze rests on the Shera, and his eyes narrow. One hand goes to a stake strapped to his chest as he carefully makes his way to an empty table and takes a seat.

[Castaras]

Shera finishes coating her dagger with poison, hmming. Putting it back in its sheath, she notices Joseph, and inwardly sighs, checking her thieves tools.

[Warpfire]

Joseph removes his hand from the stake, but continues to watch Shera carefully and with a great deal of suspicion. Under the table, his hand drifts towards one of his revolvers, without Joseph realizing it.

[Castaras]

The thieves tools go back into their bag of holding, and she stands up, going over to Cosmo.

A room please, Gnome.

Cosmo grumbles and hands her a key, which she takes before heading upstairs.

[Warpfire]

Joseph watches Shera leave, then relaxes as she makes her way up the stairs. "Suppose I'm going to have to keep an eye on her. Like I don't have enough on my hands with Teros..." He grumbles quietly, to himself.

[Rebonack]

While Nick would love to join Joseph he's currently busy on a dungeon crawl.

It would have been over by now if not for a random stone colossus stomping on the entrance to the dungeon.

Normally Joseph wouldn't know all of this, but for whatever reason there's a note detailing the whole thing sitting on his table.

[Kantur]

Kantur walks into Trogs though the mirror and takes a seat at the bar, ordering an Ice Liqueur.

[Nightwing]

*Three vampires with swords run in. They all attack Joseph with there swords.*

[Warpfire]

Joseph quirks an eyebrow, and picks up the note. Reading it, he comments, "How oddly convenient. And inconvenient. Hmm."

"Oh hell, today is just not my day." Joseph says, standing behind the vampires. He didn't teleport, though. Just moved really fast. In response to the vampires' attacks, he hurls a wooden stake at the nearest, aiming for his heart.

[Nightwing]

*The vampire catches it out of the air. 2 attack him from the back, 1 attacks him from the front*

[Kantur]

I don't believe it, I come in here for a quiet drink...

Kantur sighs and looks at the vampires before reaching for his Holy Symbol and attempting to turn them.

[Nightwing]

*The vampires are completely unaffected by the holy symbol*

[Rebonack]

The q-word is spoken and so the tentacles come!

A goodly portion attack Kantur while the rest seek to grapple the vampires.

[Kantur]

Now I remember why I don't come here often...
He draws his swords and attacks the nearest tentacles

[Warpfire]

Joseph darts out of the way of all the attacks, and draws his revolvers. He fires four blessed silver bullets at two different vampires, two each.

[Nightwing]

*the bullet bounce of there armor. They all draw there guns and fire 3 shots each at Joseph.*


(That is 9 bullets. Do you think you dodge that?)

[Kantur]

Kantur advances on the vampires, swinging his swords at them

[Nightwing]

*The swords bounce of there armor. They now shot there 9 bullets at Kantur.*

[Rebonack]

The tentacles politely tap the vampires on the shoulder and point out that they're getting grappled at the moment.

Somewhere in the rafters a certain monkey begins to stir.

[Warpfire]

Joseph twists, jumps, and dodges fluidly. Only three bullets manage to hit him, and two of them graze his arm. One find a home in lower left leg. He grunts with pain, but generally ignores the wound.

He leaps into the air, firing another stream of bullets at the vampires. This time, four bullets fly from each gun. Three are aimed for one vampire, another three for a second, and the final two fly at the farthest vampire. It should be noted that the bullets are pretty heavily enchanted, and it's going to take very powerful armor to deflect them.

When he lands, Joseph ends up behind a table. He kicks it over for cover and quickly begins to reload.

[Kantur]

Kantur ends up in a lot of pain, puts a sword away and casts Heal on the nearest vampire.

[Nightwing]

(Sorry, missed that post)

*The vampires cut the tentacles with there swords. They dodge the heal and the bullets bounce of there armor (Really good armor). They fire 6 shots at Joseph (They bullets can go through the table), and 3 shots at Kantur.*


(If you are wondering why they have such good stuff, it is because they are high class vampire assassins. Some of the best in the world. Over many centuries they have taken things from rich vampires and other people. They are really good.)

[Warpfire]

Joseph dodges the fire, rolling along the length of the table. Leaping out of cover, he fires six bullets from each revolver in quick succession, aiming for the vampires' heads.

[Nightwing]

*The vampires dodge all matrix stile*

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern, the elder sharn, suddenly decides to break continuity and exist in two places at once: an extremely slow plot and in Town. He looks at the vampires with half his hands.

[Kantur]

Kantur grits his teeth
I might have some advance payments at Inari's, doesn't mean I actually want to use them. Good luck. he wishes Joseph before teleporting out of the tavern.

[Warpfire]

Joseph curses and holsters the revolvers, and draws his crossbow. He fires a bolt at the nearest vampire's head, and it transforms into a blessed, magically enhanced, and silver-tipped stake on the way.

[Nightwing]

It hits one of the vampires in the head and kills him. Then a voice says:

Theres plenty more were he came from....


*Five more vampires run in. All the vampires in the room fire 3 shots each at him.*

(21 bluets)

[Rebonack]

Rebonack digs up Continuity, beats its corpse, and then buries it again.

Shortly there after Nicholas walks into the tavern.

He scowls at the vampires as he draws his silver sabers and snaps them together.

"Hate fighting undead..." he mutters as he draws back his bow string, causing a trio of silver holy brilliant energy arrows to pop into existence.

He darts across the common room, launching no fewer than three arrow volleys at the vampires before leaping over the bar to take cover behind it.

"You certainly seem to be a magnet for trouble!" Nick yells.

[Nightwing]

*The Arrows bounce harmlessly off there armor. Three vampires leap over the bar and fire three bullets each at nick*

(9 bullets)

[Rebonack]

Except not, since brilliant energy weapons ignore armor and shield bonus.

Whoops, looks like they just got pin-cushioned.

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern begins culminate a large amount of magical energy and throws a greater ruin (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/epic/spells/greaterRuin.htm) at one vampire and a mass heal on the others.

[Nightwing]

*The vampires teleport away*

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern's heads sigh.
Oh well.

[Nightwing]

*The one wounded vampire (The one shot right before the other five came in) that you thought was dead starts to move again. He tries to stand up but is to wounded and falls down*

[Warpfire]

"It comes with the territory!" Joseph yells back, rolling out of the way of 21 bullets with his mad kung-fu skillz.

Coming to a standing postion, he looks around. "That was irritating."

[Chaotic Bob]

Goody goody gumdrops!
Sern immediately slides over to the vampire whipping out several daggers.
Hehe...heads shoulders knees and toes...knees and toes..

[Warpfire]

Joseph turns to the prone vampire. Quickly reloading his crossbow, he fires another stake-bolt at the monster's head.

[Rebonack]

Nicholas manages to ninja his way out of a number of the rounds, though he does get shot straight through the lung.

As such, he has a bit of trouble responding to Joseph since said lung is filling with blood.

All he can really manage is a gurgly sort of sound.

Due to the fact he's still behind the bar it might be hard to tell that he's hurt.

[Nightwing]

*He roles out of the way*

(I was thinking more along the lines of "Who sent you")

[Chaotic Bob]

((Ah...but they aren't are they?))


Sern chases down the vampire, intent on stabbing it in its...head, shoulders, knees and toes...

[Warpfire]

Joseph heads over to the vampire, and attempts to put a foot over his throat to pin him down. He reloads the crossbow and aims it at the vampire's head.

"I do hope your friends send Teros my regards."

As of yet, he doesn't noticed the wounded Nick.

[Nightwing]

*The vampire, now having regenerated a bit, jumps behind the bar (an away from other attacks), ripes the arrow from his head and tries to stab Nick in the head with it*

[Rebonack]

Nicholas manages to haul himself onto his feet and proceeds to spit a rather sizable volume of blood on the bar top.

He doesn't look so good...

The vampire manages to stab Nicholas through the arm, which he threw up in the path of the arrow.

And then the arm is gone.

And so is Nick.

Instead there's a rather large, rather pissed looking snaky critter which proceeds to attempt to wind itself around said vampire and smash its guts out.

[Chaotic Bob]

Damnable undead.
It is at this point that Sern begins to channel what a standard humanoid would call "way too much magic". The furniture around the tavern begins to tremble.

[Nightwing]

*The vampire is tackled, and dodges the magic because he knocked behind the bar*

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro enters the tavern (intending to do a little studying), and finds a very interesting scene. He pulls out his longsword and readies for battle.

'I hope I'm not interrupting anything.'

[Warpfire]

((I deleted my post because it isn't really valid anymore.))

Joseph begins to take aim again with his crossbow, waiting for the right moment to fire.

[Nightwing]

*The vampire dodges the attack and jumps at Joseph. The john walks in, draws his gun and blows the vampires head off!*

[Chaotic Bob]

Oh no, Sern hasn't released the magic yet, he's still honing it to a finer detail. This was one of his newer spells and he hadn't tried it yet.

[Warpfire]

"I had a feeling you'd show up." Joseph slings his crossbow over his back. "Nice timing, with the entering once the battle was almost over."

[Nightwing]

What happened here Joe?

[Tolkien_Freak]

'Well, looks like I came in a little late on that one. Oh well.'

He goes up to his room and pulls out a book, sits down on the bed, and begins to read.

[Rebonack]

Nicholas just sits there behind the bar, trying to figure out how the vampire managed to leap out of his grip with so much ease.

He sighs, his head drooping down onto the bar.

"I'll jusst ssit here and heal..."

[Warpfire]

"Some vampires with really good armor showed up. Tried to kill me. Very irritating fellows. And my name is Joseph." Joseph digs through his trenchcoat and retrieves a healing potion, which he quaffs.

The middle-aged hunter heads over to the bar and offers another potion to Nick, though he looks a bit uneasy at Nick's animal form. "Want one?"

[Chaotic Bob]

sRizzen/Edict appears in the rafters and watches the tavern below.

Sern can't really dismiss the magic he's gathered up and looks around nervously, suddenly without a target.

[Nightwing]

*John walks over to the dead vampire and examines him*

Hay Joey,this guy is an agent of count Sukeyourblood.

[Warpfire]

"Count Sukeyoublood wouldn't happen to be a vampire, would he? And don't call me Joe, Joey, or any variation thereof!." Joseph then falls to dead time, leaving the potion on the bar.

((Going to be gone 1/2 an hour while connecting new router.))

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro comes back down the stairs, wary of Sern's magic, and walks into the middle of the room.

'Since I seem to have come in a little...late on this battle, would anyone happen to know a good place to find one?'

[Nightwing]

"right here, tough guy" a man says from behind Eidros. He attempts to push Eidros down the stairs.

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern carefully looks around and one of his heads speaks.
Anyone wanna summon something evil? That way I don't, you know...blow up half of Town?

[Rebonack]

The Al Continuum spits out an Al into the tavern.

"Wow! It sure is a great day!" Al comments even as the universe itself conspires to kill him.

"And their gunss hurt," Nick adds before wagging his head at Joseph. "I heal pretty fasst. You should ssave them for yoursself."

He winds his way over the bar, mainly because of the looks Cosmo was giving him. From the gnome's perspective he was perfect swallow whole size for the giant serpent. Nick adjusts his coppery wings a bit before coiling into a rather large heap in the middle of the floor.

[Warpfire]

A werewolf starts attempting to gnaw on Sern.

Now, deadtime. And do whatever with wolfie.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro draws his sword, and narrowly avoids falling.
'If you wish to speak to me that way, you shall reap the consequences.'
He swings hard at the man.

[Nightwing]

*The man dodges, draws a knife and and attempts to stab Eidaro.*

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern gratefully allows the werewolf to bite him, thanking the universe that he is immune to lycanthropy. He unleashes his magic and a very large amount of the Great Wheel decides that it wants to open portals around the werewolf. This would likely have the consequence of having it ripped into a lot of tiny pieces. Each of these pieces is then promptly attacked with orb of annihilation effects.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro parries, takes a hand off his sword, and attempts to shove the man toward Sern's magic.

[Rebonack]

Some random passerby bumps into Al, causing him to tumble haplessly into the swarm of annihilation...ness.

The poor fellow promptly ceases to be.

And the universe is content once again.

Nick's eyes are getting itchy since he can't blink them, what with the lack of eyelids and all. So he licks them instead.

"Sstupid missing bitss of anatomy..."

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern winces as Al falls in, not wanting anyone not particularly deserving (in his opinion) to die. The zone of doom clears up right after the bit with Nightwings random guy is cleared up.

Sern then looks around.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro freezes as he enters dead time.

[Rebonack]

Nicholas' incredible regenerative abilities finally manage to mend his previously grievous wounds. He looks himself over, tongue flicking out every now and again as tongues on large, or even small, snake-like creatures often do.

Content that all is well he shifts back to his human form. As per normal it's rather uncomfortable, feels quite strange, and produces a wide range of rather nasty grinding and squelching sounds.

Upon regaining limbs he hops over the bar again, much to Cosmo's displeasure, and retrieves his sabers, which he stows back in their sheaths.

Over the bar once more and he sits down at the nearest empty table and orders a meal. Regenerating like that always makes him hungry.

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern watches Nick with vague interest, having seen almost every concievable lycanthrope 'cept that one. And a few others. He'd yet to see the dreaded wereshrew.

[Rebonack]

Nick would be quick to point out that he's an ophisanthrope and that, further, the general term would be therianthrope. Lycanthropes are wolves.

It should also be pointed out that Nicholas in no normal wereserpent. Not that wereserpents are particularly normal to begin with. The coppery feathered wings attest to that. And the polished silver scales. And the powerful holy aura that permeates him. And a number of other things as well.

To be honest, it would be pretty easy to mistake him for a couatl.

Nicholas, oblivious to the attention he had gained, begins eating his bamhacon with a side of muffins. He honestly wishes the menu was more varied.

[AmberVael]

The Dancing Man's cane pokes its way out of Nick's muffin, and he emerges from the muffins in a spray of slain muffin crumbs.
"FOR JUSTICE!"
He runs out the door of the tavern, having rid the world of the dreaded muffins.

[Chaotic Bob]

DeBunny acknowledges Nick's superior etymology skills and bows in defeat.

Sern then looks at the Dancing Man with complete fascination. One being made of chaos meeting a being that is chaos.

[Rebonack]

Nicholas just sort of... sits there, his muffin in ruins.

"That guy is really really odd," he points out. This is, of course, about the most monumental understatement ever.

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern scratches one of his heads and it slowly nods in agreement with Nick.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro snaps out of dead time, notices that the man he was fighting has disappeared, and leaves the tavern.

[Warpfire]

Joseph snaps out of dead time, and takes the potion that Nick refused. He looks around.

"Damn, I hate that stuff."

[Rebonack]

Nicholas finally notices the strange three headed... thing. He certainly hadn't ever seen anything like it before. And it wasn't murdering anyone, so it probably isn't as evil as it looks.

"Welcome back to the land of the living," Nicholas says with a grin to the awakened hunter.

[Chaotic Bob]

The not murdering thing could be debateable, after the magic...doom spell. He looks at Nick for a moment then snatches a menu for himself.

[Warpfire]

"Yes," Joseph says distractedly, as he pulls a pocket watch out of his trenchcoat and opens up the lid. After a brief moment of reading the time, he snaps it shut again.

"Nicholas," He says, turning to the aforementioned adventurer. "It's time we go take care of Teros. That's the vampire that turned my apprentice, if you can recall."

[Rebonack]

Nick nods, glad that Rebonack was nice enough to pull a second version of him out of the aether due to the fact the dungeon crawl he's in slowed to a... well... crawl.

"It would be pretty hard to forget," Nick responds, polishing off the last of his meal. He pushes back from his chair, one hand on the hilt of his right saber. "I'll help you out. Give you my all. Seems like the proper thing to do to me."

[Chaotic Bob]

Sern waves one of his hands and he turns invisible. then begins falshing like a strobe light. He seems to find this funny despite the fact that he didn't want the strobe effect and orders some bamhacon.

[darkblade]

Hamilton looks around for a bit and leaves not bothering to pay the gnome for her drink thinking its the least she should get for not killing him then and there.

[McBish]

Eric escapes deadtime and leaves the tavern.

[Rebonack]

Nick pops back out of dead time, noting that Joseph is still trapped.

He sighs, laying his head down on his table.

"I hate it here..."

[Warpfire]

Joseph snaps out of dead time. "Alright, let's go."

[Rebonack]

"Well hell," Nicholas says as he stands again. "It's about time."

He gestures to the door.

"Lead the way."

[Warpfire]

Joseph heads out the door. As he does, he calls over his shoulder, "You have a mount?"

[puss in boots]

Kerra slowly unfreezes and looks around. Weird. I thought the dead time would be longer then that.

[Chaotic Bob]

Edict slowly wonders how easy Kerra would be to kill when a random Xeni is pulled from continuity to greet her.
Hello Kerra!

[puss in boots]

Hello. Where is Shadow? She runs over to the still Shadow, yanks her out of Dead Time, and gives her a big hug. Needless to say Shadow doesn't like it.

[Chaotic Bob]

Edict frowns and draws himself into the shadows.

On a complete overly cheerful whim, Xeni decides to give Kerra a hug.

[puss in boots]

Kerra lets Shadow go and blushes as Xeni hugs her.

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni smiles cheerfully, thoroughly enjoying hugging Kerra. He reluctantly detaches, still bearing a smile.
Glad to see you.

[puss in boots]

Kerra continues blushing and mutters I'm glad to see you to.

[Chaotic Bob]

Anything you want to do? Anything at all?
Xeni is too happy as it is to particularly notice the blushing.

[puss in boots]

Anything you want to Xeni. Why are you so happy today?

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni pauses to think about that. Well one reason would be that he found his scrying bowl, apparently having Edict drop it by mistake. But he decides on a different reason:
Because you're free for a little while.

[puss in boots]

Kerra smiles at him. It is nice to spend a little time with you.

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni's face lights up a little more and he looks towards the door.
May I request a walk?

[puss in boots]

On the streets? Sure. Where to?

[Chaotic Bob]

Xeni pauses again, he hadn't gotten that far.
Let's head out and see, shall we?
He offers a hand to Kerra before cheerily going towards the door.

[puss in boots]

Kerra doesn't seemt to notice the hand and walks out the door.

[Nightwing]

*Barracuda walks in. An Uzi is protruding from his coat*

[metakirb]

Silvros flies away a bit, feeling uncomfortable around any form of weapon, seeing as most people try to kill him on sight for no apparent reason

Kem, don't ya think we should go look for a way to purify that sword?

Kemros shrugs and stays where he is

[Castaras]

Shera comes downstairs, hmming, her hood up again. She moves over to the bar and orders a Black Shadow, and sips it, thinking.

[Nightwing]

*Barracuda walks up to Silveros*

Hay, lizard why do you have wings. Also why can you talk?

[metakirb]

I'm no lizard, I'm a Lunar Snake, our species has wings and understands the human language. thats how i can fly and talk

[Nightwing]

Thats weired. Of course that statement was Ironic because it as coming from a half human, half fish.

[metakirb]

there's probably wierder stuff in this place from what i've seen

[Nightwing]

Like what?

[metakirb]

I don't entirely know every wierd thing but theres a wierd orange thing called a waddle dee thats about 2 foot tall and incredibly hyper

[Castaras]

Shera sips her drink, listening to the conversation in the tavern.

[Nightwing]

yeah, thats pretty weird.

[metakirb]

You know any wierd people here?

[Castaras]

Shera finishes off her drink and leaves the tavern.

[Nightwing]

*Barracuda comes out of dead time*

Well, I know my self. I'm pretty weird. I mean look at me! I'm half fish for goodness sake!

[metakirb]

i'm sure the waddle Dee is wierder though, you wouldn't happen to know much about purifying swords would ya?

[Dartonus]

Karasu enters. his facemask is back on and his hair is black again.

[Nightwing]

No, Sorry. I dont know any thing about that.


*He waves to Karasu*

[metakirb]

shame

He flies back to Kemros' shoulder

Finally, someone who hasn't tried to kill me

Kemros smiles at him

[Castaras]

Shera reenters, and goes back to her seat, watching those in the tavern.

[Exachix]

Karsen enters, goes to the bar, gets a hot chocolate and begins to drink it.

[Castaras]

Shera takes out a small piece of parchment, hmming. She reads it quietly, half an ear open for anything else.

[Exachix]

Karsen sips his drink and looks around.

[Castaras]

Shera takes out a small packet of lock picks, checking that they're in good shape.

[Exachix]

Karsen looks over and doesn't look like he's watching her.
But he is.

[Dartonus]

Karasu lays his hand on shira's table he passes to sit at another. He waves back to barracuda.

[Castaras]

Shera quickly hides the lock picks, noticing the hand at her table. Seeing Karasu move to another table she inwardly sighs, not noticing Karsen.

[Exachix]

Karsen looks over and hmms, thinking.

[Dartonus]

Karasu orders a whisky.

[Exachix]

Karsen smiles faintly and begins to search his pockets.

[Castaras]

Shera picks up her drink and finishes it off, glancing round the tavern.

[Exachix]

Karsen writes something on some parchment and then hmms, before casting a quiet spell on it. It dissapears. He smiles and sips his drink.

Shera will note she has a note in her pocket.

[Castaras]

She takes out the note and reads it, hmming. She looks around the room, trying to work out who sent her the note.

[Nightwing]

*Barracuda sits down next to Karasu*

What do you think of Samson?

[Exachix]

Karsen hmms and sends another note.

Twas me.

[Castaras]

Shera hmms, and puts away the note, nodding slightly. She then picks up her empty glass and orders another drink.

[Exachix]

He hmms and sends another.

Oh shock this.
Look for the one who has four not two..

[Castaras]

Shera hmms, thinking. She goes back to her seat and tries to make sense of the note, not saying instantly whether she agrees or not.

[Exachix]

Karsen gets another drink and hmms.

[Castaras]

Shera sighs, and nods, before stuffing the note in a pocket, before getting up and leaving.

[Exachix]

Karsen hmms and watches her go, before continuing to drink his drink.

[Draken]

#1500 comes into the bar after the battle in the FE ZoC, he ignores most other costumers and sits his bulk into a empty table.

Give me something with high alcooholic theor, and add some oil to it.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eìdaro wanders into Trog's, sits down at an empty table, and orders a coffee. As he sips it, his eyes wander around the room.

[Raistlin1040]

Cosmo takes 1500's order.
"You think you could put a please on that?"
He brings back a DLB, half full, and fills the rest of it with oil.
"Enjoy" He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He puts it on 1500's table and heads to the bck.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Odd fellow, that #1500. Wonder what he is, and what motivates him to be so... impolite. I guess some people are just like that.

He orders a refill of coffee, and plays around with the steaming liquid magically.

[Draken]

The Mithral Golem turns the glass bottons-up into his mouth.

Another one... please.

[Exachix]

Karsen sits in his chair, looking around, thinking.

[Vhaidara]

Artemis doesn't walk in. He just appears in a corner, looking mysterious. He orders a Kobold Chianti and just sits there sipping it once it gets there, obviously waiting for someone.

[Raistlin1040]

"See now that wasn't so hard."
Cosmo brings out another DLB for 1500.

[Tolkien_Freak]

Eidaro sits back and orders a muffin, while slipping into dead time.

[Exachix]

Karsen looks at the Mysterious person (artemis) and rolls his eyes, before writing on some parchment.

[Vhaidara]

Artemis pops out for a moment, then pops back in.

[Exachix]

Karsen smiles as this happens, writes a bit more and teleports that piece of parchment away.
He looks around and orders an ale...

[Castaras]

Shera walks in, and looks around. She orders a Black Shadow and walks over to Artemis.

[Exachix]

Karsen hmms and watches, thinking as he sips.

[Vhaidara]

Ah, so your Shera. My proposition is simple. There's a new Thieves' Guild, and we're recruiting. I'm surprised that there wasn't already one. However, we do look down upon freelancing. If you join, you will have use of our safehouses, but will need to pay 10% of all total loot from each crime. Failure to do so will qualify as freelancing. Do you accept?

[Castaras]

And if I was a freelancer, what would that do? Assassinations, that kinda thing?

[Exachix]

Karsen chokes on his ale, laughing.

He smiles when he finishes... still chuckling.

[Timberwolf]

Snowraven and Duskblossom enter the tavern and sit down, keeping their ears open.

[Vhaidara]

Naturally. We have to have some way to control it. With someone as powerful as you, you would already know your killer.

[Castaras]

You?

Shera smirks.

Of course, if you want to try.

[Exachix]

Karsen listens and chuckles... unable to control his laughter.

[Vhaidara]

Very well.
The next moment, Artemis is standing behind Shera, one kukri at her throat, the other at her back, right where the heart would be if he stabbed her.
Imagine this, but while your asleep.

[Timberwolf]

Snowraven and Duskblossom turn to watch too. Death threats always catch their interest.

[Castaras]

One of the shadows detaches from nearby, and stands behind Artemis. Shera chuckles darkly.

Are you sure you think you can kill me?

[Draken]

#1500 looks over, interested in some actual action, since #2001 did almost all the job in the ZoC battle.

[Exachix]

Karsen watches and hmms.

[Vhaidara]

I could, but I won't. I have these blades constantly coated with a poison often used by my people, the Drow. At the moment, I need members, not foes, so I will let you live.
He reappears in his seat.
(The fact that he's a drow IS a surprise to everyone. He is completely covered, so there's no way anyone could know he was a drow.)

[Timberwolf]

Snowraven and Duskblossom are sitting watching.

Another shadow user, well well.

[Exachix]

Karsen nodds, hmms, and writes on some parchment.