| [Flit] says: Well, his wife'd had it. She threw him, and his rock collection out into the snow. |
| [Flit] says: So the miner stuffed all his rocks into his shirt and hiked down the mountain to town. |
| Cogitatus ponders Flit's actions. |
| Flit fidgets a little in front of all these people. |
| [Flit] says: And when he got there, he was exhausted. He tripped over his own feet and fell in the middle of the street. |
| Cogitatus whispers to himself ",,,into his shirt?" |
| Flit nods |
| [Flit] says: Rocks spilled everywhere. |
| Nim leans forward, smiling and listening attentively to the story. |
| [Flit] says: As the miner was picking himself and his rocks up off the ground, a passerby saw him, and stared. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: OOMFG! |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Oomf, for that matter. |
| Flit giggles at Fizzlepocket. |
| Ingarath mutters, "I swear, what do people have against goretusks....?!" |
| Ingarath waves at Veras. |
| [Flit] says: The passerby offered to buy the miner's rocks. He'd pay all the money in his pockets for them, he said. |
| Elaran winks slyly at Veras. |
| [Flit] says: Which, you can imagine, surprised the miner. So he took them to the bank (Banks have been around forever as long as mountains) and asked the bank teller what they're worth. |
| Veras waves at Elaran. |
| [Flit] says: And she said to him, "You have fifty-seven uncut saphires, and you want to know what they're worth?" |
| [Flit] says: All that time, and he didn't even know what he had. 'S why you can't take anything for granted. |
| Flit looks relieved to be done. |
| Elaran watches Flit with wide eyes. |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| Dahla chuckles softly, applauding. |
| Wren applauds at Flit. Bravo! |
| Teleranas giggles. |
| [Elaran] says: Aye! |
| Conol claps excitedly for Flit. |
| You clap excitedly for Flit. |
| Shaun claps excitedly for Flit. |
| Elaran cheers at Flit! |
| Ingarath grins. |
| [Dahla] says: Well told! |
| Nim cheers at Flit! |
| Cogitatus claps excitedly. |
| Vereta applauds. Bravo! |
| Elaran applauds at Flit. Bravo! |
| Fizzlepocket grins and claps. "Good enough." |
| Teleranas cheers at Flit! |
| Arahshiel claps excitedly for Veras. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you, Flit. That was wonderful! |
| Trinn claps excitedly for Flit. |
| [Nim] says: Good job, Flit! |
| Naomire claps excitedly. |
| [Wren] says: Wonderful story! |
| Kaloia claps excitedly. |
| Strand grins. "Even if I only heard half of it, I liked it." |
| Flit smiles nervously |
| [Cogitatus] says: ...and a good moral to the story, as well. |
| Arahshiel applauds for Flit. |
| Trinn turns to give Strand a quick smile. |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, there are a number of new faces. I wonder if anyone might object to me reading something again, as the three people it is about are here now....? |
| [Elaran] says: Is it depressing? |
| [Ingarath] says: I can certainly wait until after others have gone, though. |
| [Trinn] says: I'd hear it again, Ingarath. |
| [Ingarath] says: It is a poem about the recent Stormwind Ball, actually. |
| Veras leans back onto the palms of his hands and looks to Ingarath, he tilts his head |
| Dahla nods. "Your poems are always... ooh." |
| [Nim] says: 'll listen! S'why I come, t'listen t'stories. |
| [Conol] says: Go ahead |
| Nim nods. |
| [Vereta] says: Ah the ball I missed! |
| [Elaran] says: Ah. That would be a no, then. |
| [Veras] says: I have no complaints. |
| Wren looks up with interest |
| Ingarath grins wickedly at Elaran. |
| Flit nods. |
| [Elaran] says: Go for it! |
| Elaran cheers at Ingarath! |
| Ingarath stands again, slowly. |
| [Shaun] says: Oi. The ball I missed. Let's hear it. |
| [Ingarath] says: Alright, alright. |
| Ingarath smiles. |
| Ingarath opens a book and finds a certain page once more. |
| [Elaran] says: Wait, before you proceed.. |
| Ingarath looks to Elaran. "Aye?" |
| [Elaran] says: Veras...did Arrish actually dance with you, or was she just covering your hide from me? |
| Elaran peers at Veras searchingly. |
| Veras grins wickedly at Elaran. |
| Dahla smirks to herself. |
| Ingarath chuckles softly. |
| [Strand] says: Ngh. |
| [Conol] says: Hmm was that a sparkly dworf ? |
| [Elaran] says: Aye, 's what I thought. Sorry, Ingarath. |
| Shaun grins slightly. |
| [Ingarath] says: No, no, I am a huge fan of idle speculation, as anyone who knows me can attest. |
| Ingarath grins wickedly at Elaran. |
| Elaran chuckles at Ingarath. |
| [Trinn] says: Heh. |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| Wren grins |
| [Ingarath] says: Alright, now. |
| Ingarath clears his throat and begins reading |
| Ingarath has invited you to join a group. |
| [Ingarath] says: Resilient lady resplendent in scarlet |
| [Ingarath] says: Strides over marble floor to open arms |
| [Ingarath] says: Their eyes meet, hands gliding together, |
| [Ingarath] says: The rogue wondering if he can spirit her away. |
| [Ingarath] says: She whispers in his ear of warlock mischief, |
| [Ingarath] says: He casts an eye to a wayward brother, |
| [Ingarath] says: Who, surprise, doesn't loook like a fiend, |
| [Ingarath] says: But has found a home in subtler cloth. |
| [Ingarath] says: His eyes find another not so subtle warlock, |
| [Ingarath] says: But he's ensconced in a haze of drink, |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| [Ingarath] says: Moustache quivering beneath eyes clouded and misty, |
| [Ingarath] says: Subjecting himself to yet more internal torture. |
| [Ingarath] says: The rogue puts these things aside for a brief moment, |
| [Ingarath] says: trying to enjoy the company of the lady in hand, |
| [Ingarath] says: She watches the arcane masters closely, waiting, |
| [Ingarath] says: Experience telling her there will be more. |
| [Ingarath] says: For a moment, there is only the two of them, |
| [Ingarath] says: The rest fades out, into the deepest black, |
| [Ingarath] says: Smoke and mirrors, trouble them no more, |
| [Ingarath] says: Only the lady and he, a moment stolen from forever. |
| [Ingarath] says: They part slowly, and she smiles softly, |
| [Ingarath] says: Slow flush growing on delicate alabaster, |
| [Ingarath] says: A sobriquet uttered, she spirits herself away, |
| [Ingarath] says: Rogue deciding it's time to explore. |
| [Ingarath] says: An arcane gnome with a stylish chapeau |
| [Ingarath] says: Approaches and issues fiendish demands, |
| Wren grins |
| [Ingarath] says: He has no choice but to submit, of course, of course, |
| [Ingarath] says: Off they go, laughing and spinning. |
| Elaran whistles innocently. |
| [Ingarath] says: They bow to one another and go their own path, |
| [Ingarath] says: A brief discussion of future rogue corruption, |
| Ingarath grins at Elaran. |
| Flit grins wickedly at Elaran. |
| [Ingarath] says: Her eyes shine up at him with much that is unsaid, |
| [Ingarath] says: Perhaps there is a thing or two a mage could teach. |
| [Ingarath] says: A glowing Kaldorei answers a softly issued query, |
| [Ingarath] says: and rises with all the presence of Elune Herself, |
| [Ingarath] says: the Kaldorei not dancing, but flowing, billowing, |
| [Ingarath] says: Ancient grace still in lock-step with time eternal. |
| [Ingarath] says: The night wears on, the dancing seeming to never end, |
| [Ingarath] says: The energy of the participants nearly inexhaustible, |
| [Ingarath] says: He leaves, enervated, exploding outwards into dim courtyard, |
| [Ingarath] says: High mook marking his travels once again. |
| [Ingarath] says: ((Er, moon. Moon.)) |
| [Ingarath] says: And so it was that a rogue came to the ball, |
| [Ingarath] says: Just an idle man in a so-called stylish shirt, |
| [Ingarath] says: Forgetting for a moment, the thousand cuts of life, |
| [Ingarath] says: and focusing on gentle faces, soft hands, and Love. |
| Ingarath closes his book and falls silent. |
| Cogitatus claps excitedly for Great Goretusk. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you for indulging me. |
| Wren applauds at Ingarath. Bravo! |
| Potar applauds at Ingarath. Bravo! |
| Edum claps excitedly for Ingarath. |
| Trinn claps excitedly for Ingarath. |
| Flit applauds at Ingarath. Bravo! |
| Vereta applauds at Ingarath. Bravo! |
| Arahshiel claps excitedly. |
| Nim claps excitedly. |
| Elaran applauds at Ingarath. Bravo! |
| Naomire claps excitedly. |
| [Trinn] says: Was just as good the second time. |
| Elaran blows Ingarath a kiss. |
| Strand claps. "No indulgence. Thank you." |
| Shaun claps, then lifts his hand to scratch his chin. |
| [Vereta] says: Well I must get going |
| [Conol] says: Such the ol softy are ye there Ingarath |
| [Cogitatus] says: Still as good heard a second time, and it even makes more sense to me, too. :) |
| [Wren] says: That was lovely! Thankyou for sharing that. |
| Veras opens his mouth as if to comment but ends up just closing his mouth |
| [Veras] says: Mmmmm. |
| [Ingarath] says: Of that I am plainly guilty, ol' Eastvale. |
| Dahla shakes her head with a warm smile. "Wonderful." |
| [Vereta] says: I must depart. |
| Strand glances back at the goretusk, blinks, and moves away from the corpse. |
| Ingarath grins at Wren. |
| [Elaran] says: Hm. I need to split for a moment. Will be back shortly. Both parts of me. |
| Ingarath waves at Vereta. |
| [Vereta] says: Farewell friends! |
| [Ingarath] says: Farewell, then. |
| Arahshiel waves goodbye to Vereta. Farewell! |
| Cogitatus waves at Vereta. |
| Vereta waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| [Nim] says: Bye! |
| [Cogitatus] says: Farewell, Vereta. |
| Veras seems to snap out of thought and waves to Elaran and Vereta |
| [Elaran] says: Inn't farewell, yet. The night isn't over. |
| Cogitatus lies down before Vereta. |
| Fizzlepocket shrugs. |
| [Cogitatus] says: I need to rest a bit. |
| Dahla stretches a bit. "I have as much an explanation tonight as I do a story." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: So, who's up next? |
| [Ingarath] says: Ah, lovely. |
| [Ingarath] says: Dahla is. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Fair enough. |
| Trinn smiles at Dahla. |
| Flit smiles at Dahla. |
| [Ingarath] says: Besides, she's far nicer to look at than your ugly mug. |
| Ingarath laughs at Fizzlepocket. |
| Dahla grins at Ingarath. "You sure? Something about green beards..." |
| Ingarath shivers. |
| [Kaloia] says: dumb boars... |
| [Flit] says: Hey. . . . |
| Shaun grins. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: WHAT THE HELL!? |
| [Dahla] says: Now, I usually tell stories about my friend, the priest... and someone asked me about how the origin of these stories, specifically the term "Shaggy Dog" came up. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Why is this pick on Fizzle night?! |
| Ingarath laughs softly, enjoying Fizzle's expected reaction. |
| [Nim] says: Because yer an easy target. |
| Nim says matter of factly, looking ahead still at Dahla. |
| Conol listens intently to Dahla. |
| Veras shifts weight slightly then settles down again, leaning back onto his palms as per norm |
| Fizzlepocket sniffles a little, and puts his head on Flit's shoulder, much to Nim's rather disdainful look, and rubs his face into her woolen shoulders... |
| [Dahla] says: Well, to explain the origins of the term shaggy dog, I'm going to have to reach into my past... and tell the first Shaggy Dog story. |
| Fizzlepocket sobs a little... not particularly convincing sobs, but sobs none the less. |
| [Ingarath] says: ..Oh boy. |
| Flit looks extremely surprised and whispers, "Are you okay?" |
| Ingarath grins wickedly at Dahla. |
| Nim smacks Fizzle upside the head. |
| [Dahla] says: You see, when I was a little girl... I had a dog. His name was Fitz, and Light only knows what type of dog he was. |
| [Dahla] says: But, there was no question on one thing... Fitz was a shaggy dog. A very, very shaggy dog. |
| Fizzlepocket sobs some more... "Did that look OK to you?" He rubs the back of his head... |
| Strand props his forearms on his knees and listens with great interest. |
| Elaran listens intently to Dahla. |
| Flit clearly has no idea what to do. |
| Dahla smiles as she goes on. "Well, at one point, there was a pet contest in my home... and the highlight of the event was, in fact, a Shaggy Dog contest." |
| [Dahla] says: Fitz, being as shaggy as he was, I thought stood a chance. So I brought him to the Southshore Shaggy Dog contest. |
| Dahla continues, "When I saw the other dogs, I was worried, because there were some very shaggy dogs there. But I looked at Fitz and said. 'You're a shaggy dog too,' and took heart. The dogs were paraded around the three judges dressed in black." |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Flit listens to Dahla and awkwardly pats Fizzle's shoulder. |
| Dahla bites her lip with concern. "The unsmiling judges had each dog stopped before them and carefully considered them. It seemed like forever until, last, we came before the judges." |
| [Dahla] says: The three judges looked at Fitz for the longest time. The audience grew still with anticipation. Finally... |
| [Dahla] says: The first judge said, "My, that's a shaggy dog." |
| Flit grins |
| Cogitatus grins wickedly. |
| [Dahla] says: The second judge said, "MY, that IS a shaggy dog!" |
| Shaun smirks. |
| [Dahla] says: And the third judge said, "THAT'S the shaggiest dog I've ever seen!" |
| Dahla beams as she speaks. "And so it came to pass that Fitz and I were suddenly on the road to the provincial Shaggy Dog contest, ribbon in hand. Paw." |
| Flit giggles at Dahla. |
| Elaran chuckles at Dahla. |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| Ingarath laughs at Dahla. |
| Nim smiles at Dahla. |
| Veras tilts his head |
| [Dahla] says: I'd never been away from home before, and neither had Fitz, so it was very exciting to us. But I was a bit nervous... after all, these upcoming dogs... they would be awfully shaggy. |
| Dahla continues, "When I saw the other dogs, I was worried, because there were some very shaggy dogs there. But I looked at Fitz and said. 'You're a shaggy dog too,' and took heart. The dogs were paraded around the three judges dressed in black." |
| Dahla bites her lip with concern. "The unsmiling judges had each dog stopped before them and carefully considered them. It seemed like forever until, last, we came before the judges. The three judges looked at Fitz for the longest time." |
| Flit holds her breath |
| Trinn grins. |
| [Dahla] says: And the first judge said... |
| [Dahla] says: "My, that's a shaggy dog." |
| Elaran smiles. |
| [Dahla] says: And the second judge said... |
| [Dahla] says: "MY, that IS a shaggy dog!" |
| [Dahla] says: And the third judge said... |
| [Dahla] says: "THAT'S the shaggiest dog I've ever seen!" |
| Flit breathes a sigh of relief. |
| Dahla grins around the circle. "And so it came to pass that Fitz and I, were on our way to the Northern Shaggy Dog contest." |
| Elaran smiles at Wren. |
| Ingarath wonders if he should, in fact, join the Goretusk Liberation Front. |
| Wren winks slyly at Elaran. |
| [Dahla] says: Well. This was getting pretty intense... after all, these dogs? They were going to be VERY shaggy. |
| Dahla continues, "When I saw the other dogs, I was worried, because there were some very shaggy dogs there. But I looked at Fitz and said. 'You're a shaggy dog too,' and took heart. The dogs were paraded around the three judges dressed in black." |
| Flit feels that the Goretusks are being repressed |
| Dahla bites her lip with concern. "The unsmiling judges had each dog stopped before them and carefully considered them. It seemed like forever until, last, we came before the judges. The three judges looked at Fitz for the longest time." |
| [Dahla] says: Well... the first judge said... |
| Flit crosses her fingers |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: That's a shaggy dog! |
| Strand looks expectant. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Dahla winks slyly at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Dahla] says: Exactly! |
| Trinn starts laughing. |
| [Dahla] says: And the second judge said... |
| Elaran lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: My, that is a VERY shaggy dog! |
| [Dahla] says: Yes, yes! |
| Flit giggles at Fizzlepocket. |
| Teleranas giggles. |
| [Cogitatus] says: "MY, that IS a shaggy dog!" |
| Dahla smiles at Cogitatus. |
| [Dahla] says: Yes! |
| [Cogitatus] says: Were all of these judges related to each other? |
| [Dahla] says: And the third judge said... |
| Cogitatus laughs at Great Goretusk. |
| [Nim] says: That's the shaggiest dog I've ever seen! |
| [Ingarath] says: That's the shaggiest dog I've ever seen! |
| [Elaran] says: That dog needs to be sheared! |
| [Strand] says: That's the shaggiest dog Nim's ever seen! |
| [Dahla] says: Of course not. Fitz was just a very shaggy dog. |
| Ingarath laughs at Elaran. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: D'oh! |
| Dahla hoots and claps. "Yes!" |
| Nim wins. |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| Teleranas giggles. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Great Goretusk. |
| Ingarath twitches. |
| [Dahla] says: And so it came to pass, that Fitz and I were on our way to the Azeroth Shaggy Dog show. |
| Kaloia groans |
| [Flit] says: Ooooh. |
| [Elaran] says: Uh oh. |
| [Uwe] says: Sheesh... how many dog shows did you go to? |
| Strand raises his hand. |
| Shaun chuckles a little bit at "Azeroth Shaggy dog show." |
| [Cogitatus] says: She's up to Azeroth now. |
| [Veras] says: I assume there is nothing past that one. |
| Dahla quirks a brow at Strand. "Yes, I mean the continent, not the world." |
| [Veras] says: Oh. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Unless the Twisting Nether has shaggy dogs, it doesn't go much further. |
| Ingarath laughs softly. |
| Strand looks satisfied and puts his hand down. |
| [Flit] says: She went to allof them, of course, silly. |
| [Veras] says: Damn. |
| Dahla nods, happy to clarify. |
| Dahla continues, "When I saw the other dogs, I was worried, because there were some very shaggy dogs there. But I looked at Fitz and said. 'You're a shaggy dog too,' and took heart. The dogs were paraded around the three judges dressed in black." |
| Cogitatus smile Dahla |
| Dahla bites her lip with concern. "The unsmiling judges had each dog stopped before them and carefully considered them. It seemed like forever until, last, we came before the judges. The three judges looked at Fitz for the longest time." |
| [Dahla] says: Well. The first judge said... |
| [Kaloia] says: ooc: she's using macros |
| Shaun listens expectantly. |
| [Cogitatus] says: ((I'm not sure it matters.)) |
| Nim would rather she use macros then have to wait for the whole thing to be typed. but thats just him. |
| Cogitatus listens to Dahla attentively. |
| [Uwe] says: Hey... that's a shaggy dog ya got there... *wink wink* |
| Elaran listens intently to Dahla. |
| Dahla laughs at Uwe. "Not QUITE like that, but... he did say yes, that was a shaggy dog." |
| [Dahla] says: And the second judge said... |
| Flit waits expectantly |
| [Strand] says: My, that /is/ a very shaggy dog. |
| [Shaun] says: Somethin' about shaggyness, but with slightly more upph? |
| [Conol] says: "MY, that is a VERY shaggy dog |
| Trinn mumbles it, a moment after the others. |
| Dahla grins impishly at Strand, Shaun and Conol." Yes! |
| Potar chuckles at Shaun. |
| Cogitatus lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| [Dahla] says: And the third judge said... |
| [Flit] says: Whew. |
| Cogitatus is in suspense. |
| [Trinn] says: ...um. Shaggiest dog ever? |
| Cogitatus mutters "Is he gonna win this?" |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: TAG! |
| Kaloia whispers "That dog isnt shaggy at all |
| [Conol] says: "Anyone got shears ?" *ducks* |
| Dahla laughs softly, nodding at Trinn. "They did! They did!" |
| Strand grins at Trinn. |
| Elaran snickers at Conol. |
| [Nim] says: Wrong story! |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: D'oh! |
| Nim takes the excuse to smack Fizzle. |
| Flit would be on the edge of her seat. . . if her seat weren't the groound. |
| [Cogitatus] says: So, Fitz won? |
| [Dahla] says: Indeed he did! |
| Trinn smiles. |
| Cogitatus claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| [Flit] says: Hooray! |
| [Dahla] says: So it came to pass that Fitz and I... were on our way to the World Shaggy Dog show. |
| Elaran cheers at Dahla! |
| [Teleranas] says: Is he here today to congratulate? |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Was it discovered that Fitz is actually an incredibly hairy rat, and as such was disqualified? |
| Strand looks rather pleased. |
| [Ingarath] says: .... |
| Ingarath blinks at Dahla. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: ..... What? |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| [Flit] says: FIZ-zle! |
| [Dahla] says: Azeroth's a continent, I did specify. |
| Flit pokes Fizzlepocket. Hey! |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: WHAT?! |
| Kaloia sighs... |
| [Strand] says: Kalimdor has dogs. |
| [Dahla] says: We had to let the Horde get in on this one. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Jeez, I make a stupid guess... |
| [Dahla] says: It was an international Shaggy Dog show. |
| [Nim] says: I wasn't aware there was such a large shaggy dog show circuit... |
| Dahla nods a few times, sagely. "Very good for peace-talks." |
| [Uwe] says: The Horde has mangy dogs, not shaggy ones. |
| Cogitatus blinks. |
| [Dahla] says: It's huge, Nim. But you have to have a shaggy dog. |
| Ingarath laughs at Dahla. |
| [Flit] says: Ya learn somethin' new every day. . . . |
| Veras cracks a kunckle on his right hand as he wonders about the story |
| [Elaran] says: Er...them Horde have some pretty shaggy people, to say nothing of their dogs. Must have been tough. |
| [Dahla] says: This was it. The biggest Shaggy Dog show ever. |
| [Nim] says: Do wolves count? Orcs have wolves. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Elaran. |
| [Dahla] says: Worgs were included. |
| Dahla nods at Nim. |
| [Flit] says: Ooooh. |
| [Dahla] says: VERY shaggy. |
| Dahla continues, "When I saw the other dogs, I was worried, because there were some very shaggy dogs there. But I looked at Fitz and said. 'You're a shaggy dog too,' and took heart. The dogs were paraded around the three judges dressed in black." |
| Ingarath mumbles, "Worgs...", shaking his head. |
| [Kaloia] says: I think Fitz is gonna get eaten by a warg |
| Dahla bites her lip with concern. "The unsmiling judges had each dog stopped before them and carefully considered them. It seemed like forever until, last, we came before the judges. The three judges looked at Fitz for the longest time." |
| [Dahla] says: Well. This was it. The first judge stepped forward, and he said... |
| [Elaran] says: Oops. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Kil Mor'Gath?" |
| Elaran apologizes to Cogitatus. Sorry! |
| Trinn glances around, then says, "Very shaggy dog." |
| [Uwe] says: Lok tar! |
| [Kaloia] says: Zub zub? |
| [Dahla] says: Indeed. And we all know Lok tar means, "That's a very shaggy dog." |
| Cogitatus smiles at Elaran. |
| Ingarath laughs out loud. |
| Dahla winks slyly at Trinn. |
| Elaran cheers at Dahla! |
| [Kaloia] says: ... |
| Arahshiel giggles. |
| Elaran chuckles at Dahla. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Dahla. |
| [Dahla] says: Well. The second judge stood. And she said... |
| Shaun chuckles. |
| [Veras] says: My that Is a shaggy dog. |
| [Trinn] says: Lok tar. |
| [Ingarath] says: More work? |
| [Conol] says: Deh wa deh ? |
| Strand chortles softly. |
| Flit giggles at Veras. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Trolls can mate 80 times in a single night when enraged and in heat?" |
| Dahla grins at Veras with delight. "She did indeed." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: ... Oh. |
| Veras nods almsot solemly |
| [Flit] says: . . . ew. |
| Elaran bonks Fizzlepocket on the noggin. Doh! |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Well, I'm out of ideas. |
| [Kaloia] says: ... |
| Flit grins wickedly at Elaran. |
| [Dahla] says: No, no, Ingarath. They were attentive judges. We didn't have to smack them with anything. |
| Ingarath nods solemnly. |
| [Dahla] says: Well. This was it. The third judge stood, and said... |
| [Kaloia] says: "My that's a VERY shaggy dog |
| [Uwe] says: Taz Dingo!!!! |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Stop poking me?" |
| Flit pokes Fizzlepocket. Hey! |
| Cogitatus pokes Fizzlepocket. Hey! |
| [Elaran] says: That dog is so shaggy, we need to shear him for the good of all Azeroth! |
| Nim pokes Fizzlepocket. Hey! |
| Flit grins wickedly at Nim. |
| Strand ventures, |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: DAMN YOU ALL! STOP THE POKING! |
| Strand ventures, "That's the shaggiest dog I've ever seen?" |
| Dahla smiles quietly. "He said, 'Oh. That dog's not so shaggy.'" |
| [Kaloia] says: You can't enter a tauren into a shjaggy dig shiw? |
| Ingarath laughs. |
| [Flit] says: WHAT? |
| Trinn looks disappointed. "Fitz lost?" |
| [Elaran] says: Er. |
| [Ingarath] says: ...An outrage! |
| [Shaun] says: BLASPHEY! |
| [Kaloia] says: WHAT? |
| Strand looks mildly crestfallen. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I demand a recount! |
| [Flit] says: How could he say such a thing? |
| [Nim] says: But what about the other two judges!? |
| [Elaran] says: Scandal! |
| [Veras] says: ... |
| [Uwe] says: Those horde bastards!! |
| [Cogitatus] says: This was the world shaggy dog show. |
| [Kaloia] says: Death to dog shows!!!! |
| Veras seems a bit amused at the outbreak of responces |
| [Cogitatus] says: Being en entrant ain't too shaggy. I mean... shabby. :) |
| [Nim] says: Thats unfair! How come the one judges vote means so much for than the others! They liked him, he shoulda won! |
| [Ingarath] says: .... |
| Dahla grins. "I'm about to get immolated, aren't I? Well. That was the very first Shaggy Dog story." |
| Kaloia blushes before sitting back down |
| Ingarath throws a rock at Cogitatus. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: We should go to Warsong, and show those Shaggy Dog Show judges a thing or two... |
| [Cogitatus] says: OW! |
| Flit claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Elaran chuckles at Dahla. |
| Elaran applauds at Dahla. Bravo! |
| Shaun applauds at Dahla. Bravo! |
| Cogitatus claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Trinn grins at Dahla, shaking her head. |
| Strand claps, grinning. |
| Ingarath grins wickedly at Dahla. |
| Nim claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you, Dahla. |
| [Ingarath] says: A pleasure as always. |
| Arahshiel smiles at Dahla, applauding |
| Edum chuckles softly at Dahla's story. |
| [Cogitatus] says: So, where is Fitz, now? |
| Veras stifles a yawn but manages a nod to Dahla |
| Potar claps excitedly for Dahla. |
| Dahla says, sotto voce to Trinn, "Fitz bit Veras once." |
| [Conol] says: Shaggy dog outrage causes assualt on Crossroads, can see it now |
| Ingarath coughs. |
| Trinn whispers back, "Not surprising." |
| [Elaran] says: He's the leading producer of Dog Shag Rugs. They were big in Stormwind a while back. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Conol. |
| Ingarath whispers, "Let me guess....Once." |
| Flit 's eyes widen and she peers at Veras |
| [Uwe] says: Shaggy dog bites tauren... news at eleven. |
| Veras tilts his head at Flit, a but confused |
| [Veras] says: *bit |
| [Kaloia] says: what news? |
| [Wren] says: They probably entered a tauren into the contest as a shaggy dog ringer.. |
| [Wren] says: they're exceptionally shaggy |
| Elaran agrees with Wren. |
| [Strand] says: Or a furbolg. |
| [Conol] says: No tauren, just a shaggy helicopter |
| [Nim] says: Tauren are more furry than shaggy... |
| [Ingarath] says: HAH. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Kaloia, maybe the town crier calls out the news at eleven o'clock? |
| Trinn grins at Conol. |
| Dahla gives Alerac a small wave. |
| [Kaloia] says: hmm... |
| Flit corrects Conol politely, "Gyrocopter." |
| [Elaran] says: Alerac! |
| Veras looks over and blinks a Aleracs arrival |
| [Elaran] says: How's the head after the ball? |
| [Alerac] says: Ello, ello, who'd I miss? |
| [Veras] says: Ah, Hello. |
| Ingarath waves at Alerac. |
| Fizzlepocket shrugs. "So, who'd like to hear a story?" |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, we all talked about you for an hour. |
| Shaun waves at Alerac. |
| Elaran snickers at Ingarath. |
| [Alerac] says: Oh. Well, don't worry, it's just a rash. |
| Alerac nods sagely. |
| Ingarath blinks. |
| Elaran blinks at Alerac. |
| [Trinn] says: ...ew. |
| Ingarath shrugs this off, and looks around. |
| Cogitatus blinks at Alerac. |
| Fizzlepocket peers at the rash... "Huh." |
| [Nim] says: A story or your story? |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: A story about my story! |
| [Elaran] says: I'm not sure whether to congratulate you, or chide you for your choice of company. |
| [Ingarath] says: Yes, well. Most people who come into contact with Alerac end up itching at some point. |
| [Flit] says: Oooh. Tell one, Fizzle. |
| [Elaran] says: ...no comment. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Well... let me go to the bathroom real quick... Be right back in a moment! |
| Ingarath grins wickedly at Elaran. |
| [Nim] says: I think the present conversations'sbout as good as yer story'll be. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Itching? Oooh.... How many healers do we have? |
| [Ingarath] says: Who will rise next to amuse and entertain? |
| [Conol] says: The stress was too much |
| Nim snickers. |
| [Ingarath] says: Who will stride onto the field and seize the day? Er....night? |
| Cogitatus lies down. |
| Dahla coughs. "Mellor." |
| Kaen huffs and wheezes as he approches the circle |
| Trinn coughs slightly, looking to her right. |
| [Ingarath] says: For a limited time only, tell a story and win the admiration of friends and loved ones. |
| [Elaran] says: Mellor? |
| [Ingarath] says: And a certain rogue. |
| Ingarath laughs. |
| Cogitatus searches through his mind for anything interesting to tell. |
| Fizzlepocket walks back, zippin' up his fly.. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Much better! |
| Arahshiel mutters. "Is that how I have to get people to love me?" |
| Strand laughs. "After Fizzlepocket." |
| [Ingarath] says: Oh, very well. |
| Ingarath grins at Strand. |
| Trinn smiles at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Now! My story, is a rather epic tale. As such, I am only sharing with you... the first half. |
| Flit looks expectant. |
| [Strand] says: Too hard to follow Dahla. |
| Elaran looks at Fizzlepocket skeptically. |
| Strand falls quiet, grinning, and listens to Fizzlepocket. |
| Shaun nods in agreement. |
| Kaen grumbles. "Not much room..." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Well, it should be INCREDIBLY easy to follow my story. |
| Ingarath grins. "Kaen!" |
| Dahla wrinkles her nose at Strand, grinning. "Feel that way with yours," she murmurs. |
| Flit grins wickedly at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: For those of you that don't know me... |
| Kaen laughs lightly. " Ingarath! Bloody hells, I knew I'd find you here" |
| [Wren] says: you're a VERY shaggy dog |
| [Wren] says: wait..wrong story..so sorry |
| Elaran laughs at Wren. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: My name is Fizzlepocket James Rodriguez Fernando Martinez Ricardo Tweek, The Second. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| [Silanthos] says: Oh will you CUT it OUT?! |
| Cogitatus laughs at Wren. |
| Strand looks over at Wren, surprised, and laughs. |
| [Flit] says: Hey. . . . be nice. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I was named after my fathers, unfortunately. |
| Trinn tilts her head at Flit, counting. |
| Dahla grins at Wren. |
| [Silanthos] says: I was. |
| [Ingarath] says: ...Fathers? |
| Elaran blinks at Fizzlepocket. |
| Silanthos sticks his tounge out. |
| Ingarath boggles. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Didn't care for them much. But it's a rather prestigious sounding name, none the less. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: It looks fantastic on resumes, applications, and loan requests, don't you know! |
| Ingarath mumbles, "There's a *first* of you....?" |
| [Cogitatus] says: Ingarath, by "fathers', he probably means his father, his father's father, and so on. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: But, after last night.. I can safely add.. "War Hero" to the lsit. |
| [Dahla] says: It's an entire letterhead... |
| [Ingarath] says: One might idly hope, Cogitatus, but with gnomes.... |
| Ingarath shrugs. |
| Elaran grins wickedly at Ingarath. |
| Nim rolls his eyes. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Ingarath. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Fizzlepocket James Rodriguez, Fernando Martinez Ricardo Tweek, the Second... WAR HERO! |
| [Veras] says: Mmmhm |
| Veras sounds doubtful |
| [Kaloia] says: his mother could have remarried 4 times beofre having him |
| [Elaran] says: Right. Get on with it, shaggy war hero! |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I was wondering around aimlessly in Ironforge because I was awaiting a shipment of Thick Leather that was, supposedly, due any minute from the Auction House. The post seemed to be taking an unusually lengthly amount of time to reach me, though. |
| Kaen rubs his chin, snickering. "Very prestigous, yes." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: And, Kaloia, I'll tell ya, that was a crazy week! |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Anyways! |
| Trinn starts laughing. |
| Nim cunningly moves closer to Flit while Fizzle is talking. |
| Kaloia blushes. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: . I was passing through the Military Ward to reach Tinker Town (As it had been a while since I checked in with Tracy Quicksilver) when I it dawned on me that, "Hey, I haven't been to that ol' Warrior Trainer, what's his face, Kelv Sternhammer for a while |
| Elaran raises an eyebrow. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Now, it wasn't because I just darn well forgot about it, not in the least. It's just that, I never cared for the guy. His armor was rusty, his shirt, constantly drenched in sweat, the mace he held, reeking of a rather potent mold... |
| Fizzlepocket holds his nose a little, to help illistrate the point... |
| Flit listens intently to the story. |
| Ingarath scoffs..."As opposed to the Mighty Fizzlepocket, who only smells of roses and periwinkle." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: DAMN RIGHT! |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: And it's an expensive cologne known as "Passion." Twit. |
| Flit giggles at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Anyways... he was far from my favorite person, y'know. Even from where I was standing, near the magma pit situated a good 100 yards from the Hall of Arms, I could just make out that disgusting aroma. |
| Edum glances over his shoulder to offer Teleranas a warm smile. |
| Ingarath waves at Teleranas. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Have you ever seen week old roadkill while on the way to Goldshire? It PALES in comparison to this guy! |
| Teleranas waves at Edum. |
| Nim makes a face. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Of course, he isn't the true catalyst here. He isn't the reason why I decided to run off to face certain doom. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Why would I do anything for a man like him, after all? No, no, no. Like any good story worth telling, it starts with a woman. An eight foot tall woman at that. |
| [Elaran] says: Elf? |
| Ingarath smiles. "Ah, Kaldorei...." |
| [Flit] says: Wow. |
| [Teleranas] says: Very tall gnome? |
| [Shaun] says: Tauren? |
| Strand glances back, and waves to Teleranas. |
| Ingarath blinks, and shakes himself, returning to stare at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Meh... |
| [Conol] says: oh no, ogres |
| Teleranas smiles at Shaun. |
| [Elaran] says: Whoa. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: A tauren hardly has those lovely hips... |
| Fizzlepocket makes a few sloppy curves in the air with his hands.. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: And a gnome that tall, would be horribly misproportioned! |
| Kaloia raises an eyebrow |
| [Cogitatus] says: Indeed. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Well, I was arguing with Kelv 'ere, because, me and him, we have different... ideologies. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Ah'ight Fizzlesprocket..." Kelv started, shoving a few of my coins into his pocket. |
| Fizzlepocket hunches over a little... prepared to do the worst, and most offensive dwarvish impression the world has ever heard... |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Neow, y'eh nead t'eh stand up straight. Arms at'y'er sides, head straight... STOP SLOUCHIN'! Neow, push from 'yer diagaphram.." |
| Kaen makes a face, the terrible impression making him cring. |
| Ingarath 's eyes widen and his mouth falls open. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Diaphragm?" I asked, rather perplexed. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "DON'TCORRECTIN' ME! Now, push from 'yer diagaphram! And keep your knees bent! Don't want you passin' out! Neow, try it neow!" |
| Elaran shudders. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I fidgeted. Standing with such... posture and what have you was way more work than needed for a decent battle shout, and it was incredibly impractical to assume that I would be able to prep up like this, especially in a heated match. |
| Flit looks as though she wants to interject, but stays silent. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: . I did it anyways though, if not just to get him to shut up. I stood up straight, head level, that damnable perfect posture... |
| Fizzlepocket does as such... |
| [Fizzlepocket] yells: NEED MORE RAGE! |
| Ingarath laughs. |
| Cogitatus lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| Dahla shakes her head, chuckling. |
| Potar lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| Flit nods knowingly, "That's the one." |
| Elaran blinks at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I bellowed as loud as I could, quite proudly, but my instructor, he didn't care much for it. |
| Fizzlepocket hunches over again, for an encore of his worst imitation ever... |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "NO! NO! Jeez!" Kelv yelled, cringing. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Yew oar sew nasul, Yew oar ah-full! Yew oar misee-ie-i-rrrrrrrrrabble! Yew 'ardly reh-mind m'eh why 'aie fuh-'ighte! 'Dis 'es sappos'd t'eh be 'ah BATTLE CUH-RYE! Yew oar sappos'd to inspire m'eh to fight 'arder, but ensteed, yew.... |
| Nim snickers, pretty amused by the story. |
| Strand says to himself, "High standards make long lives," and looks satisfied. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: , yew make m'eh want t'eh dru-ink!" |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "This is stupid!" I cried back in kind. "This isn't a god damned Chorus audition!" |
| [Flit] says: "Drew ink"? |
| [Elaran] says: You drove a dwarf to drink... |
| Wren reflects that most things make dwarves want to drink.. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Elaran. |
| Ingarath grins wickedly at Wren. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Yew oar stupid!" The dwarf proclaimed, throwing both of his arms over his head. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Wren. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "You!" I yelled, too caught up in the moment to think of a decent comeback. |
| Flit grins |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Yew!" He retorted. Apparently, he was in a similar predictament. |
| Elaran quietly snickers to herself. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: This kind of went on back and forth for a few minutes, neither of us even THINKING of backing down anytime soon. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Heh! :) |
| Wren lets out a hearty chuckle. |
| Shaun smirks. |
| [Fizzlepocket] yells: "YOU!" "YEW!" "YOU!" "YEW!" "YOU!" |
| Elaran laughs. |
| Kaen smacks a hand to his forehead, smirking as he mumbles. "Leave it to the little creatures..." |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| Flit giggles at Fizzlepocket. |
| Nim laughs. |
| [Fizzlepocket] yells: "YEEEEW!" "YOOOOOOOOU!" "YEEEEEEEW!" "Excuse me..." |
| Dahla shakes her head, giggling. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I paused. |
| Cogitatus is shoced by the boar. |
| Cogitatus lies down. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: My mind always tends to shut down whenever a alluring, angelic, beautiful, charming, cute, dazzling, elegant, enticing, exquisite, fascinating, fine, foxy, gorgeous, lovely, magnificent, marvelous, melodic, pleasing, pulchritudinous, radiant, ravishing... |
| [Flit] says: Oooh, alphebetized. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: sexy, splendid, stunning, sing-song, sublime, superb, AND sweet, don't forget sweet voice reached my oversized ears. I turned around slowly, and came eye-to-thigh with a rather seductive pair of Kaldorei legs. |
| Trinn grins. |
| Strand looks impressed. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Heh. |
| Elaran rolls her eyes at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Uwe] says: Of course its alphabetized... he's a gnome. |
| Ingarath laughs. |
| Kaen smirks. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Now, I'm sorry, ladies. Dahla and Trinn in particular... |
| Trinn rolls her eyes in anticipation. |
| [Elaran] says: Did you start drooling at this point? |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: But your voices merely alluring, beautiful, enticing, fascinating, foxy, lovely, pleasing, pulchritudinous, sexy... very sexy, stunning, and sweet. You've got nothin' on this elf... |
| Strand tilts his head. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Voices ARE, for that matter! |
| Dahla smirks, grinning. |
| [Flit] says: "Pulchritudinous" Woah. . . . |
| Trinn counts the adjectives. "Good enough." |
| Edum chuckles. |
| [Dahla] says: It'll do. |
| Nim seems pretty impressed by all those adjectives together. |
| Flit looks approvingly at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Hello..." I said, my eyes slowly drawing past the Night Elf's... damn, I've run out of acronyms.... voluptuous body, halting a brief moment to gawk at her breas.... tabard, and then proceeding up to her nostrils. |
| Ingarath grins, and murmurs, "...For now." |
| Dahla winks at Ingarath. |
| Elaran blinks at Fizzlepocket. |
| Fizzlepocket leans back a little, staring at the sky... |
| [Flit] says: Please don't describe the nostrils. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Fair enough.. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: My neck started to cramp up a little, as I was literally bending over backwards to get a look at her face. Her eyes, like those of all Night Elves, glowed a faint silver, just enough to illuminate her face. |
| Fizzlepocket stands up straight... "My neck is starting to cramp up just thinkin' about it!" |
| Nim quietly snickers to himself. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: She looked down at me, her green, silky hair, gently falling upon her shoulders... "Gnome, I am in desperate need of your help!" She started, kneeling down in front of me. |
| [Elaran] says: That's not your neck. |
| Flit grins wickedly at Elaran. |
| Strand gives Elaran a horrified look, and blushes. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: No, it wasn't, Elaran, but I was bending over backwards LITERALLY to see her. |
| Dahla coughs, trying not to laugh. |
| [Elaran] says: No comment. |
| Kaen looks to the Gnome, snickering lightly. "Partial to purple, lad?" |
| Fizzlepocket shrugs. "It's an alright color." |
| [Cogitatus] says: Heh. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Now, I admit, at this point, I stopped listening to her. |
| Flit rolls her eyes |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: So, I just made up some dialogue here, of what I THINK she told me. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Uh-oh. |
| [Elaran] says: You were, no doubt, thinking of more adjectives. |
| [Nim] says: This'll be bad... |
| Flit nods |
| [Cogitatus] says: No kidding, Nim. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Even when resting on one knee, she towered over me. "On the southern border of Ashenvale, a war wages upon us, and the Orcs. They insist on defiling our forests to create their machines of war, and they are not going to stop..." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Well, I assume she said that. |
| [Flit] says: Eloquent assumption, anyway. |
| Elaran ponders if counterspell works for silencing non-magic folk... |
| [Conol] says: Hmm, then next thing you know, your fighting a dragons or somethin |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I imagine the Night Elf women have 500 words to describe "Stop," assumingly because the Night Elf males have been fast asleep for thousands of years. |
| Ingarath rolls his eyes. |
| Elaran rolls her eyes at Fizzlepocket. |
| Cogitatus rolls 65 (1-100) |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I nodded, still under her Siren spell. That is, if she told me this. |
| Ingarath mumbles something darkly about Hyjal and troggs. |
| Cogitatus rolls his eyes. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: She was probably insanely boring. |
| Flit muses, "I don't think he minded, though." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Will you help me, Gnome? Will you help the Silverwind Sentinels? Will you help me, you sexy stud muffin? You officer of the Funk?" |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: She said, kneeling over, and a few strands of her hair brushing against my face. The scent of lavender, roses, and wildflowers overcame me. I was... intoxicated, I guess the word is. |
| Fizzlepocket shakes his head... "I agreed." |
| Flit rolls her eyes and grins at Nim. |
| Ingarath laughs, smiling. |
| Kaloric scratches his chin. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: She reached into her bag, and her long, delicate fingers pulled out a rather unusual emblem, and pinned it to my tabard. I recall her saying, "Ash deru dal'a dor" or some sort of nonsense and stepped back, waving at me. |
| Ingarath 's eyes widen as he notices Kaloric. |
| Conol looks about |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I didn't know how come she was waving. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I just... stared into those beautiful silver eyes, that... annoyingly long green eyebrow, those wet, luscious lips, and I blinked. And then, I was there... |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I looked around in surprise as several others seemed to blur into view. I had no idea what was going on. Where was the beautiful woman? Where was I, for that matter? |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Looking around, I came to the conclusion that we were in a Kal'dorei base, alright. You can tell by the amazingly overused purple, blue, and pink paint jobs that seem to be slapped onto every damn building in Darnassius. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: We were in a rather small room, with a flag behind us, the only way out, being the left and right passageways, blocked by a raised fence."Does anyone know what's going on?" I asked, rather confused. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Hey! I've been to Darnassus! |
| Nim nods in agreement with Fizzle's feelings on the color scheme. |
| [Cogitatus] says: It's a nice place! |
| Trinn hides a grin behind her hand. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: The place needs a splash of... red. |
| Flit nods |
| [Wren] says: But in desperate need of primary colors |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: A dwarf, a hunter, judging from his pet, gave me a rather confused, and scornful look.. |
| Fizzlepocket hunches down again.. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Wut oar yew! A newblet!?" He asked, looking positively offended by my befuddlement. "Weh go aught 'dere! We yoink t'eh flag! Weh run back! Do et tuh-ree times, and we win the fuh-ighte!" |
| Cogitatus shuts up and listens. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I raised an eyebrow. I never heard of this "Newblet." I assumed it was a dwarven slang for "Bad-ass gnome with a giant battle axe." |
| [Nim] says: S'pretty intense war... We shoulda taken their flags years ago! |
| Wren quietly snickers to herself. |
| Flit nods in agreement with Nim |
| Fizzlepocket shrugs. "Don't ask me how those elves work." |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I came to my senses, and naturally, the Goblin Engineer inside of me took over. |
| Nim makes a face at the word "goblin". |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Fighting over a flag is damn stupid!" I yelled. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: "Look, just find me the support pillars throughout the... Mill, I think it is over there. I'll blow that place sky high and..." |
| [Fizzlepocket] yells: "THE MATCH HAS STARTED!" |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: A horrible, terrifying voice rumbled. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: The gates dropped, three people cried out in absolute horror "INVITE PLEASE!" in near synchronization, and they were off. |
| Flit grins wickedly at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: One of them, who apparently was the alpha male of these lemmings, screamed out something much to the tune of... "ALL O!" Leaving me to just stand there still looking horribly confused. Of what purpose did this "Flag" serve? |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Was it a flag passed down for generations as a sign of hope, or of political importance? Was it magical and/or mystical? Did it look relatively spiffy? |
| [Nim] says: I've seen those flags. They do look pretty good. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I had no idea, but a war where we battle over a damned... FLAG is never going to get anything done. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: If I was going to participate in this fight, I mused to myself as I shifted through my bags of mechanical sheep, of Iron Grenades and Mithril Frag Bombs, I was going to do this my way. |
| Fizzlepocket bows down graciously. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: That's the end of part 1, of course. |
| [Flit] says: Aw. . . |
| Flit applauds at Fizzlepocket. Bravo! |
| Potar applauds at Fizzlepocket. Bravo! |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Well, the next half is JUST as long! |
| Ingarath claps excitedly for Fizzlepocket. |
| Conol claps excitedly for Fizzlepocket. |
| Elaran applauds at Fizzlepocket. Bravo! |
| [Ingarath] says: Well done, Fizzle. |
| Trinn claps excitedly. |
| Nim claps excitedly for Fizzlepocket. |
| Shaun claps excitedly for Fizzlepocket. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I don't want you hear all night! |
| Dahla applauds at Fizzlepocket. Bravo! |
| You clap excitedly for Fizzlepocket. |
| Kaen claps. |
| [Wren] says: but but.... |
| Wren sighs |
| Cogitatus claps excitedly. |
| Ingarath looks over to Kaloric. "Been a while, eh?" |
| [Conol] says: Must take my leave, safe journey all |
| Veras blinks |
| Conol bows down graciously. |
| Ingarath waves at Conol. |
| [Elaran] says: I think you were too busy staring at the Kaldorei...and she slipped you something. |
| Trinn smiles at Conol. |
| Flit looks expectantly at Strand. |
| Kaloric nods to Ingarath. |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| Conol waves at Kaloric. |
| Kaen waves at Conol. |
| [Elaran] says: Fighting over a flag...what silliness. |
| Kaloric trying to keep his voice down, "It has." |
| Elaran waves at Conol. |
| [Cogitatus] says: So, who wants dinner? |
| Ingarath murmurs to Kaloric, "We can discuss where you've been all this time later", smiling. |
| [Veras] says: Well, on that note I think I am going to take a quick break. |
| [Nim] says: I do! |
| Cogitatus kneels down. |
| Veras stands and dusts himself off |
| Cogitatus kneels down. |
| [Veras] says: I will return. |
| [Uwe] says: Lemme guess... barbequed Goretusk liver? |
| Flit waves at Veras. |
| Nim waves at Veras. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: ((I'll put the rest of it onto the ER forums when I'm finished with it!)) |
| [Ingarath] says: Alright, alright. |
| [Cogitatus] says: I have: [Roasted Boar Meat] [Goretusk Liver Pie] [Redridge Goulash] [Herb Baked Egg] |
| Elaran smiles at Veras. |
| [Ingarath] says: Strand...you want to rise now? |
| [Cogitatus] says: [Seasoned Wolf Kabob] [Dry Pork Ribs] [Boiled Clams] [Longjaw Mud Snapper] and |
| Trinn nudges Strand with an elbow. |
| [Ingarath] says: Cogitatus, I'll have a goulash if you don't mind. |
| Strand grins, stretches, and stands. |
| Potar stands and stretches. "Great stories everyone! I must be to rest now, be well, everyone!" |
| Trinn waves at Potar. |
| Ingarath grins, taking the goulash. "Mmmm...." |
| Potar waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| [Cogitatus] says: Anyone else for some food? |
| Kaen nods at Potar. |
| Flit waves at Potar. |
| Ingarath murmurs, "Hmm....delicious." |
| [Strand] says: Travel safe, Potar. |
| [Cogitatus] says: I also have [Refreshing Spring Water]. |
| Kaen stands and walks over To Ingarath, sitting down next to him. |
| Uwe waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| Ingarath grins and chucks a thumb at Kaloric. |
| Trinn smiles at Uwe. |
| You wave at Uwe. |
| [Elaran] says: Actually, methinks I'm going to find my bed and lay it. Er. On it. |
| [Cogitatus] says: No one else hungry? |
| Ingarath laughs at Elaran. |
| Elaran waves. |
| [Dahla] says: Hmn. You don't want to miss Mellor... |
| Cogitatus laughs at Elaran. |
| Kaen nudges Ingarath. "I've missed Story Night." |
| [Elaran] says: Good night, everyone. |
| [Flit] says: Aw, g'night! |
| Ingarath opens his mouth to say something to Elaran, but falls silent. |
| Flit waves at Elaran. |
| [Nim] says: Is everyone leaving? |
| Strand glances around. "Sure it's not too late? Well, there'll be another one for next week." |
| Nim looks around the circle. |
| Ingarath looks back to Kaen. "And it has missed you!" |
| Wren waves goodbye to Elaran. Farewell! |
| [Cogitatus] says: Nobody wants any food before leaving? |
| [Ingarath] says: I am not leaving, Nim. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Kaen smirks. "I think I'm able to attend now...all that junk is dealth with...expect a story next week." |
| [Cogitatus] says: Listening to all these stories has made me hungry. :) |
| Kaloric looks at his gloved hands. |
| Ingarath whispers, "Ah, excellent!" |
| [Cogitatus] says: No takers? |
| [Trinn] says: No thank you. |
| [Ingarath] says: Try the goulash. It's marvelous. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Cogitatus kneels down. |
| [Kaen] says: I'll take some. |
| [Flit] says: I ate five strawberry ice-creams before I came here. . . |
| [Cogitatus] says: Goulash? |
| [Kaen] says: Yes please! |
| [Nim] says: ...Five? |
| [Flit] says: . . . they were good. |
| Kaen licks his lips, looking at the food. |
| [Kaen] says: This looks bloody good lad! |
| Flit looks defensive. |
| [Cogitatus] says: I'm glad you like it. :) |
| [Tremin] says: Drat. |
| Shaun waves at Tremin. |
| Strand says, with some amusement, "I can wait for cooking. Or tell it next week." |
| [Cogitatus] says: Anyone else? :) |
| [Tremin] says: I'm too late, aren't I. |
| [Flit] says: Tell it, tell it, Strand! |
| [Tremin] says: Yes, tell it, strand. |
| [Nim] says: C'mon Strand! |
| Ingarath claps excitedly for you. |
| Cogitatus claps excitedly for you. |
| [Shaun] says: Aye, go ahead. |
| Veras settles down |
| Trinn smiles at Tremin. |
| [Flit] says: Please? |
| Kaen takes a large spoonful of the ghoulash and digs in. |
| [Ingarath] says: Come on then, Osric. |
| [Kaen] says: Bloody hells! This is delicious! |
| [Strand] says: Well, I can't turn down a Guard. |
| Tremin smiles at Hallia. |
| Tremin greets Hallia warmly. |
| [Strand] says: All right. There's this field mouse. |
| Ingarath nods. "Isn't it though?" |
| Flit beams at Strand. |
| Trinn grins. "Mellor!" |
| Ingarath beckons for Kaloric to come closer. |
| Kaen smirks at Ingarath. "It's good to be back. Definately." |
| Kaen winks. |
| Wren starts to ask about the field mouse and thinks better of it |
| [Strand] says: He's a pretty clever field mouse -- you can tell, aye, because whenever anyone says 'Who's the cleverest field mouse?' The answer is /always/ Mellor. |
| Flit nods |
| Kaen scratches his head. |
| [Strand] says: This is a story about how Mellor decided to invent geometry. There are many Mellor stories, but this is the one I will tell tonight. |
| [Strand] says: Now, when I say Mellor is clever, people generally think that he's cunning and sneaky. Which is true. But it's a lesser known truth that he's a studious field mouse. |
| [Strand] says: And on this particular day, he was studying... mathematics. Numbers dancing across the page, columns of figures. Well. It was his bankbook. |
| Tremin smirks slyly at you. |
| Ingarath wonders where a mouse does his banking, but shrugs and listens. |
| [Nim] says: If he's a smart mouse, he's prolly a rich mouse. |
| [Strand] says: But he realized, in his mouse-like cogitation, that there was an opportunity here; that he was just the mouse to invent geometry. |
| Ingarath laughs at you. |
| Strand nods to Nim. "Fifty, sixty copper. He's the richest field mouse in Stormwind too, but he's modest." |
| Flit giggles at you. |
| Nim grins at Strand. |
| [Strand] says: So he scurried off to the biggest open space he could find -- the plaza in front of the Cathedral -- and got to work. |
| Strand says, "Scurry, scurry little field mouse! When he arrived, he decided to start out by drawing a fundamental geometrical principle. A perfect circle." |
| Silanthos bows down graciously. |
| [Strand] says: So he borrowed a pencil from Brother Sarno -- "Welcome to the Cathedral, field mouse!" -- and headed back down the Cathedral steps. |
| Ingarath laughs softly. |
| Flit grins |
| Shaun grins. |
| Kaen shakes his head. |
| Wren laughs |
| Tremin smirks slyly at you. |
| Trinn laughs loudly. |
| Ingarath murmurs, "Wait, he didn't say the cleverest field mouse...? Sarno must not be up to date." |
| Dahla shakes her head, giggling. |
| [Strand] says: And he started in on his task, planning to draw a circle as big as the plaza would allow. Fountain in the center, of course. |
| [Tremin] says: That Sarno... I've seen him call a nurse a rogue before. |
| Flit nods, "Nat'rally." |
| Strand pauses. "Now -- some of you are engineers. Do you think Mellor managed to draw the perfect circle he had planned?" |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Flit shakes her head |
| Trinn shakes her head. "Nope." |
| [Nim] says: Not on the first try! |
| [Veras] says: Not unless he was very very good. |
| Strand glances from Al, to Trinn, to Flit, to Nim. |
| [Cogitatus] says: It's impossible to draw a circle to mathematical perfection, so how close are we talking, here? |
| [Flit] says: He'd need a big, BIG compass. |
| [Strand] says: He's very very good, but... field mice don't have hands. So it was very difficult for him to /hold/ the pencil. |
| Ingarath laughs at you. |
| [Nim] says: A normal compass'd be a big, big compass t'him. |
| Flit grins wickedly at Nim. |
| [Kaen] says: You too, Nim. |
| Strand spreads his hands. "No circle. Mellor went back to the Pig and Whistle to think about the problem some more." |
| Kaen smirks. |
| [Tremin] says: How can he think in that place? |
| Arahshiel listens to Strand, a small, melancholy smile on her face. |
| Nim snorts at Kaen's remark and continues listening to Strand. |
| Strand pauses, surprised. "He's Mellor. It's well known that he can think while he's sitting inside a barrel full of rocks being rolled down a mountain while ten dwarves are beating on it with sticks and singing drinking songs." |
| [Strand] says: It's been tested, repeatedly. |
| Tremin smirks slyly at you. |
| Arahshiel giggles at you. |
| Dahla laughs helplessly. |
| Tremin studies Arahshiel. |
| [Flit] says: Oooh. |
| Veras raises an eyebrow |
| [Nim] says: Thas pretty good! |
| Strand mimes a barrel, a hill, rolling, but does not sing drinking songs. |
| Kaen quirks an eyebrow. "That's quite the skill." |
| [Trinn] says: The cleverest. |
| [Veras] says: I assume he would be thinking of escape. |
| [Strand] says: Aye, the cleverest. So clever that while he was sitting in the Pig, he caught sight of a poor but honest mathematician. |
| [Tremin] says: Uh oh. |
| [Strand] says: Mellor thought a moment longer, then went over to the lad. "Young man," he said, "How would you like to earn several coppers for me?" |
| [Strand] says: The poor but honest mathematician looked quite pleased, being poor, and agreed on the instant. Mellor explained the task at hand, and the man set to work. |
| Strand mimes a man writing, etching intricate formulas in the air, with great precision and care. |
| [Strand] says: A week later, the young man had come up with a monograph. But... do you think Mellor had succeeded in inventing geometry, or at least convincing someone else to do it for him? |
| [Alerac] says: Yes. For the first time ever, yes. |
| Cogitatus ponders the situation. |
| [Nim] says: No? |
| [Flit] says: Um . . . I gonna guess. . . . "No."? |
| Alerac eixsts. |
| [Alerac] says: Bah. Naysayers. |
| Arahshiel says softly. "I hope so." |
| Strand makes a wry face. "Sadly not; the young man, although honest, was easily distracted. He'd invented an infallible system for betting on races in Tanaris." |
| [Ingarath] says: Hear hear! Something useful. |
| Flit looks fascinated. |
| [Strand] says: He's rich now. But this story is about Mellor, not him. |
| Cogitatus laughs at Ingarath. |
| Kaen snickers. |
| [Shaun] says: I'd say that beats geometry. |
| Cogitatus laughs. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: D'oh! |
| [Strand] says: So Mellor went back out into the streets to think about the problem a little more. This time he got to the real heart of the matter. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I got an infallible system too... Fool's Stout+Those damn Goblins... |
| Strand motions, indicative. "You don't need a pen or a paper to be studious; you just need your mind. Mellor was clever enough to know that." |
| [Strand] says: He found a quiet nook -- no dwarves, no barrels, no drinking songs, no need to escape -- and started deriving geometry from first principles. |
| Tremin blinks at you. |
| [Strand] says: Furiously concocting theorems and proofs in his little tiny furry head. Scurry, scurry, field mouse thoughts! |
| Trinn looks impressed. |
| Arahshiel nods. "Impressive." |
| [Flit] says: Oooh. |
| [Tremin] says: Does this mouse do taxes? |
| [Cogitatus] says: Hmmm. |
| [Cogitatus] says: lol tremin |
| Cogitatus laughs at Tremin. |
| Strand grins. "He avoids taxes, but that's a different Mellor story altogether. I'll tell it soon." |
| Flit grins |
| Ingarath laughs softly. |
| [Nim] says: Mellor the Tax Evader? |
| Strand adds, rather fondly, "And do you think Mellor succeeded in his grand scheme to derive geometry in his head, unassisted?" |
| Cogitatus chuckles, "...avoids taxes...." |
| Cogitatus laughs at Nim. |
| [Flit] says: Maybe. . . . |
| Dahla snickers softly. "Of course not." |
| Nim removes his hat briefly and scratches his head before shrugging. |
| [Tremin] says: No. |
| [Trinn] says: Sadly, no. |
| [Alerac] says: Yes, for a god damned change? |
| Tremin frowns with disappointment at Alerac. |
| [Nim] says: I think he came close, but didn't. |
| Strand shakes his head sadly. "No. He made one crucial mistake. He decided to start by figuring out how to square the circle." |
| [Trinn] says: Ohh. |
| [Strand] says: Which... is not entirely easy. |
| Arahshiel sighsh in disappointment. |
| [Flit] says: Awww. . . . |
| Tremin lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. |
| [Strand] says: To say the least. Mellor spent a /long/ time at it, and came closer than anyone else ever has, but eventually he gave up and headed back home. |
| Strand mopes on home, crouched to show field mouse dejection. |
| [Flit] says: Aw. . . he gave up? |
| Hallia frowns. |
| Arahshiel looksh depressed ash shhe watchesh Shtrand mimic the dejected mouse. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Tremin peers at Arahshiel searchingly. |
| [Strand] says: Back home, his wife Mrs. Mellor was waiting for him. She had dinner waiting, as she always does. The most patient field mouse. |
| Trinn grins. |
| [Tremin] says: She really ought to just leave the hairy bastard. |
| [Strand] says: This time, though, she had a little bit more than dinner. She had dinner and dessert. |
| Hallia chuckles at Tremin |
| [Nim] says: Is Mellor his last name? |
| Arahshiel grins wickedly at Tremin. |
| Strand grins at Tremin. "She's in love. That matters. So's he, at that." |
| [Cogitatus] says: Annoying boars. You find the oddest things on them. [Bard's Boots of the Gorilla] |
| [Tremin] says: Bah. |
| Arahshiel growlsh at the word 'love.' ...hic! |
| [Strand] says: And he's never told me if Mellor is his first or last name. But I know she's Mrs. Mellor. |
| [Nim] says: Then I guess last! We need t'find out what his first is sometime. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Indeed. |
| Nim smiles and shuts up. |
| Kaloric brushes his hair from his face |
| [Strand] says: "Mellor," she said, "You'll never guess what I figured out today." |
| Tremin groans in advance. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Geometry? |
| [Strand] says: "What?" he asked, whiskers quivering. "Does it have anything to do with that smell I smell?" |
| [Cogitatus] says: Pi? |
| [Kaloia] says: "Squeak?" |
| Flit waits |
| Cogitatus chuckles softly in response to Kaloia. |
| [Strand] says: "Well," she said, "I've figured out how to make the perfect pie crust in the perfect shape, for I know how you love the crust." |
| [Tremin] says: Wait for it.... |
| Arahshiel shmiles a little ash the new arrival takes a sheat next to her. |
| [Strand] says: And that is the story of how Mellor failed to invent geometry, but managed to reap the benefits of the perfect circle nonetheless. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Heh. |
| Wren smiles. |
| Arahshiel cheers at you. |
| [Tremin] says: Wait a second, I thought pie are squared! |
| Trinn claps excitedly for you. |
| Kaloia claps excitedly for you. |
| Hallia claps for a story well told |
| Wren claps excitedly for you. |
| Tremin claps excitedly for you. |
| Dahla applauds at you. Bravo! |
| Ingarath groans!!! |
| Cogitatus laughs at Tremin. |
| Flit claps excitedly for you. |
| Strand makes a bow, grinning. "There are many Mellor stories, but that is the one I told tonight." |
| Shaun claps excitedly for you. |
| [Hallia] says: Thank you Strand! |
| Ingarath claps excitedly for you. |
| Nim claps excitedly for you. |
| Kaen grumbles. |
| Cogitatus claps excitedly for you. |
| Kaen claps excitedly. |
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| Trinn grins at Strand. |
| Veras nods to Strand |
| Kaloric is intrigued. |
| [Ingarath] says: Thank you, Strand! |
| Ingarath looks around. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Well, I must be off. |
| Ingarath nods. |
| [Cogitatus] says: It's been a pleasure listening to all of you. |
| Cogitatus bows down graciously. |
| [Flit] says: Night, mister! |
| [Ingarath] says: Your goulash is, in fact, rather good. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| Nim waves goodbye to Cogitatus. Farewell! |
| [Nim] says: See y'later! |
| [Cogitatus] says: Does anyone want any food before I leave? |
| [Kaen] says: More then rather! It's superb! |
| [Nim] says: Mebbe next week! |
| Cogitatus bows before Ingarath. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Why, thank you. :) |
| [Trinn] says: No thank you. But goodnight. |
| Cogitatus chuckles softly. |
| [Kaen] says: Good night, lad. I'll see you next weel. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Well, I'm glad you like it. |
| [Tremin] says: I have plenty of food on me, in fact. Thanks. |
| Ingarath nods. |
| [Cogitatus] says: I'll be sure to make some more for next week, then. :) |
| [Kaloia] says: I never run out of food |
| Kaen smiles at the thought. |
| [Cogitatus] says: So, nobody is interested in any food before I go? |
| [Hallia] says: Fine here, thank you |
| [Flit] says: We'll save room next time. |
| [Cogitatus] says: Have a pleasant evening, then, and may the Light bless you. |
| [Nim] says: 'm OK. Thanks though. |
| Cogitatus bows down graciously. |
| Veras waves at Cogitatus. |
| Flit waves at Cogitatus. |
| [Tremin] says: Light bless you, sir. |
| Cogitatus waves. |
| Arahshiel waves goodbye to Cogitatus. Farewell! |
| Tremin responds as though by rote, barely looking at the guy. |
| You wave at Cogitatus. |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, is there anyone else? If not, I'll rise to speak for a moment. |
| [Kaloia] says: I'll go |
| Ingarath claps excitedly for Kaloia. |
| Kaloia blushes at you. |
| Kaloia goes "ahem" |
| [Kaloia] says: I'm going to tell a story about one of my adventures |
| Kaloric tents his fingers, listening intently |
| [Kaloia] says: Before I begin my story, i guess I should say something about the way I am. .. |
| Arahshiel listens intently to Kaloia. |
| [Kaloia] says: For the most part, I travel alone. I don't particullary enjoy the company of others. It usually makes me feel nervous... I find that it's yourself that needs to be strong. relying on others makes you weak. |
| Kaen tilts his head curiously. |
| [Kaloia] says: One time however, I had no choice but to team up with others... |
| Strand blinks owlishly. |
| [Kaloia] says: There is a mine in westfall that is home to the notorius Defias bandits, who terrorize westfall and elwynn. I was charged with entering and killing their leader. |
| [Kaloia] says: I entered it alone, but was quickly driven out by the multitudes of henchmen that waited within. |
| [Kaloia] says: I had no choice, I reasoned. And I swallowed my pride, I went looking for help. It didn't take long to find someone. |
| [Kaloia] says: I met a group who had also been assigned to infiltrate the mines. They asked me if I would join them. I shrugged and nodded, and they let me travel with them. |
| [Kaloia] says: When we entered the mines, I was astonished by how easily we blazed through the enemies, knocking them back and forth and slaughtering them like... um... Goretusks. |
| Flit nods |
| [Kaloia] says: But soon we encountered a problem... |
| [Kaloia] says: We came across an ENORMOUS ogre that ran out at us, swinging it's club wildly and screaming in Ogrish... or whatever you call those grunts.... |
| [Kaloia] says: I threw spell after spell at the beast, watching it wince in pain each time a fireball hit it's massive hide. |
| [Kaloia] says: Eventually, however, the ogre realized who it was that was throwing the "Ouchies" at him, and so he charged straight towards me. Being used to situations like these, I cast a spell deisgned to freeze one's enemies feet to the ground, imobilizing them. |
| [Kaloia] says: However, something I did not count on, was that the ogre was so large and mighty, that he broke the ice encasing his feet with no effort, He then continued his charge towards me. |
| [Kaloia] says: Panicking, I ran backwards in the other direction. Causing the air to combut in front of him as I retreated in an attempt to slow him down. The ogre knocked the others aside in his rage to get to me. |
| [Kaloia] says: However, being so transfixed on the huge beast before me, I paid no attention to what was behind me, and I ran right smack into three miners who worked for the Deifas Bandits. Again panicking, I froze their feet to the ground and ran straight forward. |
| [Kaloia] says: However, in doing so, I ran right smack into the ogre. It raised it's huge lumbering club and swung it towards me. When it hit, I felt the breath knocked out of me, I felt my ribs shatter and break, and I fell to the ground in pain. |
| [Kaloia] says: I lay there motionless on the ground as the ogre turned around and ran towards the others, and I realized that it was the end for me, I felt the life slowly drain out of me... I closed my eyes, and I think I began to cry... |
| Kaloric brushes hair from his face, focusing on Kaloia. |
| [Kaloia] says: But suddenly, I felt life withing me again, I felt my bruises heal, my bones mend, and I opened my eyes to see the priest who was in our group looking over me, using his hands to cast healing magic. When he finished, the other two came over... |
| [Kaloia] says: ... And helped me to get to my feet. "You should be more careful Kal..." One of them said. "You're not fighting alone you know, there are plenty who want and are willing to fight beside you. From that point on I realized something... |
| [Kaloia] says: You dont need to rely on yourself all the time. If you let others help you , you become stronger, not weaker. |
| Gilleon looks up to the sky at a flying black bird and curses to himself. |
| [Kaloia] says: I learned a valuable lesson that day |
| [Kaloia] says: In the end, we never made it to the end of the mines |
| Gilleon slowly makes his way away from the circle, as quietly as possible. |
| [Kaloia] says: But I think it was a personal victory.... for me... |
| [Kaloia] says: Thank you all very much.... |
| Flit applauds at Kaloia. Bravo! |
| Wren smiles at Kaloia. |
| Kaloia bows down graciously. |
| Kaen claps excitedly for Kaloia. |
| Kaloric nods. |
| Arahshiel claps excitedly for Kaloia. |
| Kaloia blushes. |
| Wren claps excitedly for Kaloia. |
| Ingarath claps excitedly. |
| [Tremin] says: To teamwork. |
| Vetinari applauds at Kaloia. Bravo! |
| Nim claps excitedly for Kaloia. |
| Tremin raises a drink to you. Cheers! |
| [Tremin] says: |
| Tremin raises a drink to Kaloia. Cheers! |
| [Ingarath] says: Alright...I have something to say, unless someone else has a verse or story. |
| [Tremin] says: speak! |
| Kaen makes as if to stand up, but decides against it, his hand thumbing the journal at his side. |
| [Tremin] says: I'd read a poem, but I'd hate to make this evening any verse. |
| [Kaloia] says: \\/laugh |
| [Ingarath] says: As many of you know, we have been gathering here for quite a while. |
| Flit winces at Tremin |
| Tremin grins wickedly. |
| Kaen nods. |
| Nim nods. |
| [Ingarath] says: I am thankful that so many of you continue to come and participate, share verse, and tell tales. |
| [Tremin] says: I smell a But coming. |
| [Alerac] says: "But I hate you all. go to hell." |
| [Ingarath] says: I have enjoyed very much my duties in this regard, and look forward to sharing many more evenings with you. |
| Tremin cheers at Alerac! |
| [Alerac] says: Oh, damn... |
| Trinn smiles at Ingarath. |
| Kaloric nods at Ingarath. |
| Wren smiles at Ingarath. |
| [Ingarath] says: Tonight, we are very lucky to have with us one of the original progenitors of this event. |
| Ingarath gestures to Kaloric. |
| Kaloric looks shocked. |
| Veras tilts his head then looks to Kaloric |
| [Kaloric] says: Bah. |
| Kaen looks over to Kaloric, smirking' |
| Hallia slowly turns her head to Kaloric |
| [Veras] says: Ah! Oh yeah. |
| Dahla smiles as she looks to the stranger. |
| [Ingarath] says: This is Kaloric Avera, a good friend of mine, someone who has returned after a very long absence. |
| Tremin waves at Kaloric. |
| [Tremin] says: Welcome back, Mr. Avera. |
| [Flit] says: Hi, mister! |
| Kaloric looks at everyone. |
| [Ingarath] says: It was at his hand that I met Kaen, and Lorelae, and many others. |
| Nim waves at Kaloric. |
| Tremin leans in to Strand. |
| [Hallia] says: Welcome |
| Ingarath smiles at Kaen |
| [Kaloric] says: Hello... |
| [Dahla] says: It's nice to meet you. |
| Ingarath grins. |
| [Kaloric] says: Those names bring back many memories, Ingarath |
| [Ingarath] says: In some sense, it feels almost as though we have moved full circle. |
| Kaen looks up to Ingarath and grins. |
| [Ingarath] says: ...Perfect or not. |
| Ingarath grins at Strand. |
| Strand grins back. |
| [Ingarath] says: ((I would also like to make a request, out of character.)) |
| [Alerac] says: ((Stop killing boars? Will do, cheif.)) |
| [Ingarath] says: ((I am planning on trying to start a library of story night works. I need your help to build this library. All you need do is send me material.)) |
| [Dahla] says: ((Agh, I have to remember which dogs I've told? ;) )) |
| [Kaen] says: ((I'll send you what I wrote up back in the old days. In the ancient times :P)) |
| [Ingarath] says: ((If you send it to me....I will put it on the library page, with full credit to you or the original author.)) |
| Tremin gently pats you. |
| [Ingarath] says: ((In this way, I hope to build a growing library of in-character works.)) |
| [Ingarath] says: ((So: If you have something to send to the library, please send it to ingarath@deadmemes.net. It is much appreciated.)) |
| [Dahla] says: ((Will do.)) |
| [Kaloric] says: ((ooc - A great idea.) |
| [Tremin] says: All right! Let's get drunk or something! |
| [Alerac] says: Only if you're buyin. |
| [Ingarath] says: ((Please note, no editing is necessary, I will do all of that. Any format is fine. I will do all the conversions.)) |
| Ingarath bows down graciously. |
| Kaen laughs out loud. "That sounds an idea lad!" |
| [Hallia] says: ((Deadmemes.net I assume is the library/forum?)) |
| [Nim] says: 'm all outta drinks... but good idea either way! |
| Flit grins |
| [Ingarath] says: ((Naah, deadmemes.net is my blog. There will be a library area set up; for now it's at http://deadmemes.net/wow)) |
| [Hallia] says: (Okay) |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, with that in mind...Thank you all for coming. |
| Sullivan added to friends. |
| [Ingarath] says: You continue to make these evenings worthwhile, and I enjoy sharing and hosting them. |
| [Ingarath] says: As long as you continue to show up, so shall I. |
| Ingarath smiles. |
| [Tremin] says: My brief yet sincere pleasure! |
| Flit smiles at Ingarath. |
| [Tremin] says: I swear to the Light, I'll be late to my own funeral. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: ((Any specific stories you want?)) |
| [Tremin] says: Or possibly leave early. That's going around in Duskwood. |
| Strand stands, stretching. |
| [Ingarath] says: ((Anything, but especially things that have been read at a story night.)) |
| Ingarath yawns suddenly. |
| Kaloia yawns sleepily. |
| [Ingarath] says: Mm, quite late. |
| Veras blinks and yawns |
| Strand echoes the yawns, then looks faintly embarassed. |
| [Trinn] says: Aye. I think I'll be off. |
| [Veras] says: Damn, it is infectious |
| [Kaloia] says: I must go to the inn... so sleepy |
| Trinn waves around the circle. |
| [Strand] says: Mmm. Good night, you all. |
| Kaloia waves goodbye to everyone. Farewell! |
| [Flit] says: Night, everyone. |
| Nim stands, stretching out his legs. |
| Dahla grins up at Strand. "Night." |
| Kaen stands up and looks to Ingarath. |
| Flit giggles at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Ingarath] says: Kaloric...let's have a drink sometime. |
| [Strand] says: Tremin, if I see Arrish I'll let her know you were looking for her. |
| [Kaen] says: We need to catch up lad, but give me a moment. |
| [Tremin] says: I wasn't looking for her, precisely. |
| [Ingarath] says: Agreed, agreed, but not this eve. |
| [Nim] says: Y'guys headin' back to Stormwind? |
| Kaloia takes off here looser clothes and stows them in her backpack |
| [Ingarath] says: ((I must be off.)) |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: I guess so. |
| [Wren] says: Good night everyone, safe travels to you all. |
| Kaloric nods to Ingarath. |
| [Tremin] says: Just wondering why she wasn't here... she usually is, you know. |
| [Alerac] says: Stormwind sucks. Lets all go to Booty Bay. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Not much else we can do here.. |
| [Ingarath] says: I am sure we can all get together sometime, eh? |
| Vetinari notices for the first time an old friend next to him |
| [Nim] says: I think 'm just gonna spend the night here. |
| Veras dusts himself off |
| Kaen nods at Ingarath,offering a hug. "It's good to see you again, brother. And yes, definately." |
| [Veras] says: Booty Bay? |
| Kaloia dives into the lake |
| [Flit] says: Here? |
| Strand grins to himself. "Either way." |
| [Alerac] says: M'bored. |
| [Nim] says: Get outta Stormwind fer a change. |
| [Nim] says: Well, not HERE. |
| Trinn grins at Dahla. "Let's talk soon." |
| Tremin moves to greet Hallia. |
| [Nim] says: Lakeshire. |
| [Shaun] says: Sure, nice beaches. |
| Ingarath hugs Kaen, slapping his back. "Good to see you too!" |
| [Tremin] says: Hey there beautiful. |
| Tremin smiles at Hallia. |
| Nim points across the lake. |
| [Flit] says: Oh. That's not so bad, then. |
| Dahla smiles up at Trinn. "Please. I'd like that." |
| Ingarath offers a hand to Kaloric. "Welcome bck." |
| Tremin waits for it... |
| [Flit] says: Kennia's making our brigade go camping. |
| [Kaen] says: Trinn... |
| [Nim] says: Here would stink. Too many boars and stuff. |
| Flit makes a face. |
| Kaloric shakes Ingarath's hand. |
| [Nim] says: Well, yer soldiers and stuff. |
| Trinn nods. "Kaen. How are you feeling?" |
| [Flit] says: Yeah. . . . I guess. . . . |
| [Kaen] says: Before you leave, can I have a word? |
| [Kaloric] says: Good to see you again |
| [Nim] says: Y'guys should be able t'go outside and camp out and stuff. |
| [Tremin] says: Come on... aren't you going to look shocked, or slap me or something? |
| Flit sighs dubiously. |
| Ingarath nods. |
| [Tremin] says: You're no fun. |
| Tremin winks slyly at Hallia. |
| [Ingarath] says: Brings back a lot of memories. |
| Trinn nods slowly. "Aye. But I need to go very shortly." |
| [Ingarath] says: Well, good night all. |
| [Nim] says: Where y'guys campin' at? |
| [Kaloric] says: It does. I will take you up on the drink some time. |
| [Kaen] says: This'll be quick., |
| [Flit] says: I dunno. |
| [Ingarath] says: Farewell, and may inspiration never be far away. |
| [Veras] says: So..... Alerac. |
| Kaen walks off towards the graveyard. |
| [Veras] says: Nice night. |
| [Alerac] says: ..yup. It is. |
| [Kaloric] says: Farewell |
| [Nim] says: You should go camp in Booty Bay. |
| [Veras] says: Ah, Hello Strand. |
| Flit looks quizically at Fizzle, "Do you know?" |
| [Trinn] says: Strand? I'll see you soon. |
| Veras smiles at you. |
| Trinn smiles. |
| [Strand] says: Hallo, Veras. Aye, Trinn. |
| [Alerac] says: ello, strand, Bye, Trinn. |
| Trinn waves at Alerac. |
| Strand grins after Trinn, bright. |
| Arahshiel taps Vetinari on the shoulder. |
| [Tremin] says: So, want to hang around my place? |
| Tremin winks slyly at Hallia. |
| [Flit] says: 'S late, huh? |
| [Tremin] says: By my place I mean, of course, Duskwood. |
| [Vetinari] says: A moment please Arahshiel? |
| [Alerac] says: ...uh... |
| Strand blinks to himself. "So... the Ball." |
| [Arahshiel] says: Yes? |
| [Alerac] says: You talkin to him, Veras, like..mentally? |
| [Hallia] says: Your place? That cursed... er.. yes. Yes. |
| Shaun smiles at Dahla. |
| Flit peers up at the stars. "We should get moving, I guess." |
| Fizzlepocket gazes into space.. |
| [Shaun] says: How's thah sky? |
| Veras tilts his head |
| [Tremin] says: Well, lead on then, Lady. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Oh! |
| [Strand] says: Arrish? |
| [Vetinari] says: I just wanted to thank you for inviting me tonight |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Sorry... |
| [Tremin] says: Ladies first! |
| Dahla stretches a bit, grinning over at Shaun. "Didn't fall tonight. Think your helmet idea worked." |
| [Veras] says: Eh? Oh! Yes, it qas quite enjoyable. |
| [Fizzlepocket] says: Was... just thinking of that night elf again.. |
| [Arahshiel] says: No need to thank me. |
| [Vetinari] says: You probably did not expect me to make the trek |
| [Dahla] says: How's yours? |
| [Alerac] says: Oh, yeah. He was totally having sex with her. |
| Alerac nods sagely. |
| Shaun grins. |
| [Strand] says: Al, I suspect that of being untrue. |
| [Arahshiel] says: It is something I feel quite happy to attend myself. |
| [Vetinari] says: And as usual I was late |
| [Shaun] says: Fairly stable. |
| Flit smiles wryly at Fizzlepocket. |
| [Alerac] says: Yeah, yeah it is... |
| [Veras] says: .... |
| [Arahshiel] says: You cannot help what business keeps you. |
| [Alerac] says: Always worth a try though, eh? |
| [Arahshiel] says: I myself was late tonight. |
| [Flit] says: Night, guys. See ya later! |
| [Veras] says: Alerac is an ass. |
| Flit waves. |
| [Veras] says: By the way. |
| [Arahshiel] says: I fear I sleep too much as of late. |
| [Vetinari] says: I agree and thank you for your understanding |
| [Alerac] says: Feh. |
| Strand contemplates Veras. "That's true." |
| Tremin taps his foot as he waits for Hallia. |
| [Vetinari] says: and I sleep too little |
| [Alerac] says: ...both of you. |
| Arahshiel gives a sideways glance at the water. |
| Alerac makes a rude gesture. |
| [Alerac] says: Night, an all that. |
| [Arahshiel] says: Nightmares. |
| [Tremin] says: Ladies first! |
| [Arahshiel] says: I guess. |
| Dahla attempts to keep an eye on the warlocks and the trouble the two cause, especially as they react like flames to dynamite... but smiles back at Shaun. "Glad to see you here." |
| [Strand] says: I'm a reclusive mage. We all have our faults. |
| [Vetinari] says: A paladin can protect you in many places - but I'm afraid even I cannot protect you there |
| [Veras] says: Either way, what bothers you? |
| [Strand] says: Oh -- nothing, no. Different purpose. |
| Arahshiel gives a small half bow. |
| [Arahshiel] says: I always appreciate an offer of protection, but I fear I do not know what it is I actually need protection from. |
| Veras tilts his head |
| [Veras] says: Fair enough. |
| [Alerac] says: ...man, you guys are boring. |
| Arahshiel coughs a little, her throat sounding dry. |
| [Strand] says: With Arrish, I usually recommend that people treat her as though she were capable of taking care of herself. |
| [Alerac] says: ..feh. |
| [Vetinari] says: Sometimes we just need protection from ourselves |
| [Arahshiel] says: Perhaps. |
| Strand gestures, vague. "For people who take her to balls and such, I mean." |
| [Alerac] says: I don't think she saw Veras', man. |
| [Alerac] says: Wait..what balls you talkin about, again? |
| [Arahshiel] says: That, is rather an interesting philosophy I discussed with some just the other night. |
| [Veras] says: Want me to silence him? |
| Arahshiel looks towards Veras for a moment. |
| [Vetinari] says: Great minds... |
| [Vetinari] says: Well - I have kept you long enough |
| [Arahshiel] says: About the nature of when it is 'okay' for someone to interfere in the wishes of another's will to hurt themselves. |
| [Strand] says: Mmm, no. Who knows? He might need the same advice someday. Arrish has a mind of her own, thank the Light. |
| [Arahshiel] says: It was a question posed to me. |
| Veras nods |
| [Shaun] says: Glad tah be here. I dun't come often enough, it's nice. |
| [Vetinari] says: I think we all want to protect those we care about |
| [Vetinari] says: or love... |
| [Arahshiel] says: Of course. |
| [Veras] says: She is a canny person, one of the few who I think may actually be brighter than myself. |
| Arahshiel grimaces at the word 'love.' |
| [Vetinari] says: human nature |
| [Shaun] says: Should start comin' more often, maybe even tell a story. |
| [Vetinari] says: I cry your pardon - I should not bring that up here about my brother |
| Strand grins. "She's the smarter one of the two of us." |
| [Arahshiel] says: No apologies, please. |
| [Arahshiel] says: There is no question that I loved him... |
| Dahla smiles again, stretching a bit. "I think you should. Do both, really... it's one of the few nights the sky doesn't fall. Mostly. Can relax." |
| [Vetinari] says: And you will love again |
| Arahshiel 's lower lip trembles a little as the words trail off. |
| [Arahshiel] says: Perhaps. |
| [Vetinari] says: you have to believe that |
| [Vetinari] says: Once you do, I beleve the nightmares will become dreams again |
| [Shaun] says: Relax, is nice. I 'spose even thah sky stops tah listen. |
| Veras thinks |
| Arahshiel sighs, a small smile on her face as she looks toward the sky. "It is not so important, you know. It is not everything." |
| [Arahshiel] says: A will bury myself in old books until even those cease to distract me. |
| Dahla breathes a soft chuckle, looking up at the stars. "Maybe it does, at that. How've you been?" |
| [Veras] says: I haven't heard from her for a long time. |
| [Vetinari] says: Well your dedication to your training is evident |
| [Strand] says: Arrish? She's travelling; looking into some matters. |
| [Vetinari] says: But don't make that your everything |
| [Trinn] says: Gods, Al. Leave one or two alive. |
| Veras nods |
| [Alerac] says: Feh. I left that one over there alive. |
| [Alerac] says: ... |
| [Vetinari] says: Like K said tonight - it's okay to let others help you |
| Trinn glances over her shoulder. "So you did." |
| [Arahshiel] says: I won't. My interest doesn't remain in one place for too long. |
| [Trinn] says: ...until just then. |
| [Alerac] says: ...couldn't resist. |
| [Shaun] says: Fine, I 'spose. We'e in a calm, I think. Or as much o' a calm as this place gets. |
| Trinn rubs her forehead. |
| [Vetinari] says: And being strong enough yourself is the first step in allowing yourself to do just that |
| [Veras] says: Makes sense. I think she mentioned something like that at the end of the ball. |
| [Trinn] says: When I reestablish the farm? My herds? Remind me not to have you over. |
| [Shaun] says: How about yerself? |
| [Alerac] says: Feh. |
| [Alerac] says: Don't get animals. |
| [Alerac] says: Just grow crops. |
| [Alerac] says: Animals you have to clean up, see. |
| Strand nods. "Did she mention, about Lydieen?" |
| [Alerac] says: Crops are easy. |
| Arahshiel laughs a little. |
| [Veras] says: Thank her for me will you? She saved me from having to dance wi.... |
| Veras blinks and lookst o Strand |
| [Arahshiel] says: Well this is so much serious talk. |
| Trinn shrugs. "They raised goretusks." |
| [Veras] says: No. She didn't but I have heard abuot him from other sources. |
| [Alerac] says: Goretusks? Borin. |
| Strand makes a wry smile. "You were right, last Storytelling night. Mmm." |
| [Trinn] says: They didn't do it for the excitement value. |
| [Vetinari] says: Yes - and you on your way to sleep |
| [Veras] says: The curse of Soothsaying |
| [Strand] says: And I'll tell her. |
| Veras frowns a bit |
| Strand nods. |
| Vetinari smacks his head "Where are my senses?" |
| Arahshiel shrugs at Vetinari. Who knows? |
| [Alerac] says: ...any idea what they're talkin about? |
| [Arahshiel] says: Your senses? |
| [Veras] says: It's a shame. He was just coniving enough to be a useful contact and ally. |
| Vetinari laughs at Arahshiel. |
| [Trinn] says: Aye, unfortunately. |
| [Alerac] says: Ah. Then I aint askin. |
| Trinn nods. |
| [Vetinari] says: I'm glad to see you smile |
| [Strand] says: Mmmph. |
| [Arahshiel] says: I try. It happens sometimes. |
| [Vetinari] says: My best jokes are those that make fun of myself |
| [Strand] says: Anyhow, I'm off to Menethil. We're gathering in the Park again next Tuesday, by the by. Philosophy. |
| Arahshiel mock frowns at Vetinari. "You always say that, though it is not true. Even he said so." |
| [Veras] says: Ah. Has a topic been decided? |
| [Strand] says: The nature of Elune, of the Light, and similarities or lack thereof between them. |
| Trinn tilts her head. |
| [Alerac] says: ...bah. |
| [Trinn] says: Interesting. |
| Arahshiel yawns. "I should head to the Inn." |
| Dahla winces as she hears Strand's topic. "Veras will definitely want to attend." |
| [Alerac] says: Religious stuff. Whee. |
| [Veras] says: An odd topic. But quite an interesting one. |
| Vetinari looks down "He always stuck up for me growing up, but after he left, I had to make myself the pun, the joke, the fool" |
| Veras grin mischeviously |
| Strand looks over to Trinn. "You hear the most surprising theories on the matter." |
| [Arahshiel] says: You didn't have to change anything. |
| [Trinn] says: I've heard a few. |
| [Vetinari] says: It is how I survived |
| Trinn gives Veras an arch look. |
| [Veras] says: Only half of mine. |
| [Arahshiel] says: And I don't think he would approve. |
| [Veras] says: Trust me on that |
| Veras winks at Trinn |
| [Arahshiel] says: He stuck up for you for a reason. |
| [Trinn] says: I've never stayed long enough to hear even half, I think. |
| [Arahshiel] says: Though I knew him not as long as you did, obviously. |
| [Vetinari] says: In the long run it has actually made me quite the life of the party |
| Arahshiel smiles and nods. "I think it has more to do with than that, but I could be wrong." |
| [Trinn] says: I confess...intellectual curiosity. But faith is different from that. |
| Trinn shrugs slightly. |
| [Vetinari] says: Aye, but you knew him best |
| [Veras] says: I think you would be quite intereted about my idea of a connection between Sunstrider and Lothar. |
| [Arahshiel] says: No. I wouldn't say that at all. |
| [Trinn] says: I would...hear it. |
| Veras shrugs at Trinn. Who knows? |
| [Alerac] says: It's interestin, to say the least. |
| [Veras] says: Nothing wrong with a Religion having odd roots. |
| [Arahshiel] says: Not one bit. |
| [Alerac] says: Most of em do. |
| [Vetinari] says: Sometimes it tis an act - I'm still that boy with his face down in the ground begging the bullies to leave me alone |
| Dahla nods a few times, eyeing Shaun thoughtfully. "A calm... that is about how it feels." She shakes her head, giving a sheepish smile. "But listen to me. Doomsaying. I'm sorry." |
| [Veras] says: Same with Elune. |
| [Strand] says: I'll hear near anything. Agree? A different matter. |
| Cairoth clomps through the bushes and into the clearing noisily. |
| [Vetinari] says: but that willnever happen again |
| [Veras] says: You know they used to say she lived in the Well of Eternity? |
| [Arahshiel] says: No. It won't. |
| Strand tilts his head. "Did they?" |
| [Vetinari] says: Again I get serious - May I walk you to the Inn? |
| [Alerac] says: You're about half an hour late, Cairoth. |
| Arahshiel nods at Vetinari. |
| Trinn gives Veras a surprisingly amicable smile. "Tuesday will be interesting." |
| [Veras] says: Indeed. That is waht first caused the inspection of the Well. |
| Cairoth looks around, murmuring. |
| [Alerac] says: Now all we got is Strand and Veras talkin about Philopshy. |
| [Vetinari] says: If it will help I will sit outside your door until you fall asleep |
| [Veras] says: The priests wanted to connect more to their goddess. |
| [Veras] says: Or so the legends go... |
| [Veras] says: Interesting, Eh? |
| [Cairoth] says: Sounds like 'istory to me. |
| [Alerac] says: So they went skinniy dippin in the well. |
| Shaun grins. "Doomsaying is needed sometimes. There is such a thing as too much optimism. 'S why I've never checked if I kin fly." |
| Cairoth spits on the ground and walks over. |
| [Strand] says: Mmm. The moonwells... well. Different topic. |
| [Strand] says: You might know, though. Have you ever seen a moonwell up north, in Scourge or Forsaken lands? |
| [Veras] says: Ah! The way Illidan saved his kin! |
| Cairoth listens for a little while before wandering over to some bushes. |
| Shaun looks up at the sky. |
| Trinn doesn't even bother to see what Cairoth is doing. |
| [Veras] says: Nope. Never, for a good reason. |
| Alerac looks over his deathray, trying to decide if using it to commit suicide would be too painful. |
| Dahla chuckles softly. "I'd rather be optimistic. Life's a lot more enjoyable when a fire's warm, not destructive." She glances back at her brother, briefly, before shrugging. "I'd like to be so again." |
| Cairoth whistles to himself, unlacing his breeches. |
| [Strand] says: Mmm? |
| Cairoth relieves himself, still whistling a lilting sea shanty. He rocks back and forth a bit on his heels, working his hips into it. |
| [Shaun] says: I know it's late, but do yah want tah go try that dinner thing before thah next skystorm? |
| [Veras] says: Oh, it is said the first Moon Well was made from the waters Illidan collected. |
| [Veras] says: And each new one must be blessed by priestess of Elune. It is from these wells that Kaldorei satiate their need for magic. |
| Cairoth squirts his last few squirts and laces up his britches before trotting back to the group, yawning. |
| [Veras] says: Any well up North in the plaguelands would be sapped by any magician worth his weight. |
| [Veras] says: That is if the Kaldorei had ever even built on there. |
| Strand says thoughtfully, "Mmm. And... well. No. I have to sleep." |
| Cairoth stands next to Trinn, looking ahead. After an awkward pause, he turns and nods once, muttering a "How ya doin'." |
| Veras grins at you wickedly. |
| [Veras] says: We'll have tuesday. |
| Cairoth turns back to stare out ahead. |
| Dahla grins. "I'd like that, Shaun. One of these nights when it's not some foolish hour..." |
| Trinn gives Cairoth an equally awkward look back, with a nervous glance at his hands. "Erm. Not bad. G'night." |
| Strand grins back. "That's true." He hauls out his hearthstone. |
| [Veras] says: And anyway. I don't plan on dying. |
| [Trinn] says: Scuse me. |
| Cairoth whistles to himself. |
| [Strand] says: Good night again, all. Travel well. |
| [Trinn] says: Night, gentlemen. Cairoth. |
| Karin has defeated Terio in a duel |
| Dahla looks back at Strand with a grin. "Night." |
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