The Dancing Fox Inn XIX

[Morty]

Oh, I see. Suddenly, Dipsnig's eyes narrow, as if he was struck by an idea. Say, some of you guys are probably quite used to interacting with mortals on Prime Material, aren't they?

[Beholder1995]

Oh, I see. Suddenly, Dipsnig's eyes narrow, as if he was struck by an idea. Say, some of you guys are probably quite used to interacting with mortals on Prime Material, aren't they?

I'd imagine... if you look around, I'm sure you'll find a Kolyarut with a bit more... experience than me... they're all over, at the moment...

Why?

[Morty]

Well, I figured you guys could use someone native to this plane to help you in your search, but if there are experts among you, I suppose you don't need anyone like that.

[Beholder1995]

Well, I figured you guys could use someone native to this plane to help you in your search, but if there are experts among you, I suppose you don't need anyone like that.

The Kolyarut opens his mouthpiece to speak, but before he can, he is violently grabbed by the throat by a bar patron, who subsequently drags him to the wall.

The bar patron looks seriously cheesed at the Red Kolyarut- what's odd is that that a normal-looking commoner is pinning a six-foot-two being of steel to the wall. By his throat.

The Red Kolyarut is wriggling like a caught fish, scrabbling to get his assailant's hand off his metal throat.

[Morty]

Dipsnig attempts to quickly sneak away from the scene, looking as innocently as possible.
((I'll have to deadtime soon))

[Mee]

K wakes up.
And reads what he missed.

[Beholder1995]

[OOC] Kay. I'm getting off soon anyway. [/OOC]

The assailant looks at the Inevitable with some annoyance as he pins the creature to the wall.

What are we NOT supposed to do?

Discuss inevitable matters with mortals... the Kolrayut is gagging.

And what were you DOING?

Discussing inevitable matters with *choke* a mortal...

Exactly. And if we weren't trying to be undercover, I'd kill you and the goblin. Now go learn to use Disguise Self!

The Bar Patron throws the Kolyarut to the floor, and the poor Inevitable scrambles out the door.

The Bar Patron sits back down and sighs.

[Morty]

Dipsnig scuttless off from the Inn before the second Inevitable changes its mind.
((Deadtime))

[Mee]

K deadtimes again.

[FireFox]

Umbris is still around, sharpening his kerambit...

[KerfuffleMach2]

Zaydon undeadtimes. Opie starts running around the place.

[FireFox]

This is what a kerambit looks like.

Do you want a description of Umbris?

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Sure, why not. Oh, and Opie is a ferret.))

[FireFox]

He's tall, looks like he's in his twenties, pale skin, red irises, ash colored hair. He's wearing a black tunic with a red eye design on it. Erm, if you've played Legend of Zelda, he's a Sheikah...

He finishes and slides the kerambit into a concealed sheath.

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Cool))

While the kerambit was out, Zaydon eyed it admiringly. Opie continues circling the table that Zaydon is sitting at.

[FireFox]

Umbris looks at Zaydon and sizes him up.

[Mee]

K wakes up yet again.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Zaydon waves at K, then gives a small wave to Umbris. Opie runs over and climbs on K.

[Mee]

K waves back.
"Greetings, Ferret."
Yes, he is talking to the ferret.
And yes, it can talk back.

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Since when could Opie talk? I knew nothing of this.))

Opie gives a squeak.

[FireFox]

Umbris yawns and then pulls out a few throwing knives and starts sharpening them.

[Mee]

((Simple: He can't.
But K is a ranger, therefor, able to talk to critters, and
B) He has tongues cast on himself permanently, so if nothing else, he can understand the squeaks.))
K listens.

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Oh...*shifty eyes*...I knew that.))

Do you have any cookies?

((Yes, that will be Opie's voice from now on.))

[Mee]

((I know you did.
I was just . . . . uhh . . . telling that NPC over there. Yeah.))
"Yes I do."
He pulls out some cookies, very nice, but chocolate free, so he hasn't eaten them yet.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Yay! Opie moves to grab one and consume it.

Zaydon starts playing with his knives again.

[Mee]

K is holding about 4.
He puts them, and attempts to put Opie on the table.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Opie struggles a little, but goes along with it. Mainly because he wants them cookies. He loves cookies.

[Mee]

K lets him eat them.
And waits.
Humming softly.

[KerfuffleMach2]

The cookies being eaten, Opie's attention now focuses on a little fly, which he has started chasing.

[Mee]

K watches, laughing.