Bittersweet Respite Pt. 2

Wolftooth is going as fast as he can, Raz ... he only got 5 hours sleep and hasn't eaten yet, please have a grain of patience ... and I'll try to wake up earlier next time.

Razor loves makeing you sweat Wolfie. "How about last posts then you can catch Lin up?

[Razor ] just that way i can get the others moving

[Wolftooth ] Raghnall nods when he gets the key. He takes another glance around the room before taking up his Spear and heading up to his room. Shutting the door and Happily dropping his pack on the bed once he gets there. He tosses his spear down beside his pack. He then stretches slightly. Working his shoulders and his back. ...Blasted thing's tiring. He glances out his window to get a feel for the time before going back over to his pack. He ponders slightly and considering the place he's in; feels a little added protection wont hurt. He does a small trace on his pack carefully hiding it in the seems and fabric. He also does the same to his weapon, though making it look more like battle scaring.

[Wolftooth ] Vivican 's slowed down the drinking now, nursing he ale as she does her thoughts, brooding and quiet, her eyes cast about the room every now and again, even brighter for he soft glaze.

[Wolftooth ] MorgenMorgensson comes out some while later, clean, holding his armour in his huge hands as he goes upstairs to put it in the room and then come back down. Again he doesnt look into anyone's eyes, least of all his twins as he sits back down in the chair he was in earlier. He picks up the ale and drinks it, knocking it back and putting the mug back on the table for refilling again, on a mission to get just a little more tipsythan he is now

[Wolftooth ] Kaelie chuckles softly over the snide comments, and casts the man a wicked smile of her own. "Well, serves ye right for playing against the very visage of our fair lady luck."

[Wolftooth ] [Razor] The woman rakes in the large pot as she bumps the chair back with her leg as she rises. the man beside her rises as well, grabbing her wrist in what looks to be a painful grip. "Yer a cheat.." He looks over at Kaelie with her remark, her distracting him. The woman is quick to react, twisting her arm around to grab his wrist and yank him forward as her other hand comes off the table, her fingers jabing at the center of his chest with a quick percise movement. The man winces and blinks as she withdraws, sliding her winings into a small sack, blood dripping from her finger tips as she does and onto the table top. the man drops back down into his chair, a shocked expression on his face as his head drops down to look at his chest...five holes are in his shirt, blood quickly darkening the fabric.

[Wolftooth ] [Razor] More then one man starts to make a hasty retreat from the table, a few chairs falling over backwards in the process.

[Wolftooth ] Kaelie takes a few steps back; admitibly a little shocked, but more impressed by the move than frightened by it.

[Wolftooth ] Wolftooth gasps in horror, taking a pair of retreating backward steps at what he has just witnessed. Where he comes from, that sort of might is respected and not questioned ... yet Wolftooth has always had a problem with that sort of authority. After a moment or two, he steps back towards her, confronting her verbally as well as physically. "Who are you?"

[Razor ] Morgen and Viv and Rag if he's not sleeping

Raghnall 'll just go with the sleeping thing, considering,

MorgenMorgensson drinks. His major preoccupation right now, getting well and truly drunk. Every ale that's put before him he drinks

Vivican , the tall norse woman glances over at her brother, her face a vivid picture of disgust, and so much more hidden beneath the uptilt of the mug she'd downing...Then she's up on her feet...Confident strides, even if a little weaving..She needed air, the clear night...Careful not to draw anyone's attention.

Razor 's well aware of the reactions of what she just did..the man beside her still bleeding from the five neat circular pattered holes on his gut. Straightening from scoping up her winnings she jerks the pouch to pull the strings taunt one handedly. A slender dark brow arches beneath a thick fringe of hair at Wolfs words. "Someone not to triffle with." Her words are accented as though commons not her first language but since thats how he addressed her, she's returning the favor. As well when she speaks its clear to see her incisers are uncommingly long..definately longer then Wolfs. She brings her blood drenched fingers to her mouth, sucking them clean one at a time as the man beside her pants heavily and the others from around the table weave their way past Wolf and Kaelie to get as far back as they can.

[Razor ] Wolf Kaelie Morgen Viv

[Wolftooth ] If the woman was trying to intimidate Wolf, it wasn't working. He can't count on both fingers the time he's tasted the blood on his own fingers after a brief brawl ... though his own were more out of survival than the woman's actions. "Not good enough," Wolftooth says, taking the slightest hint of a step closer. He's completely unarmed, having left all of his belongings in the room upstairs ... nothing but his adventuring outfit that he usually wears underneath. Even his cherished wolfskin cloak is up there, locked away safe.

Kaelie openly stares at the woman in awe. She couldn't help feeling drawn to the rich and powerful, and the dusky skinned woman was certianly rich and quite obviously powerful in her own right. Even the moment she'd started to suck the blood clean from her fingers didn't entirely turn Kaelie's glowing perception of the woman. However, the moment Wolf starts getting confrontational Kaelie lets a snear loose in his direction. "Why do you care?"

MorgenMorgensson lifts his head in a break between ales, hand reaching idly for the hilt of the greatsword leaning against the back of the chair. He neither knows nor cares who the woman is, but that whole disturbance in turn disturbs him and his drinking, methodical drinking with only one aim in mind. Oblivion

Vivican 's brbing...She's dealing with something on the phone a moment, family stuff.

Razor 's not intimated by Wolf either, if anything she seems rather amused by his words and manurisims, her mocking grin towards him spreading more at Kaelies biting words in his direction. She moves with a lithe grace, her steps quiet even in boots on the hard wood floor as she puts Kaelie between her and Wolf. She comes up on her toes behind the taller woman, draping her hand that holds the pouch of coins over Kaelies shoulder while she looks over the other one at Wolf. She lets go of the strings that dangle from her fingers, leting the pouch slide down Kaelies chest and to the floor if the taller woman doesnt grab them before hand.

[Razor ] -Viv's out exploring the night then for now

Linsida comes walking down the street, huming a light tune. "Well Alfred, I see you've gotten us lost again, I should just learn to use a map." as she sighs with a smile upon her lips. "Now I know we've not been down here yet have we?" as she slowly comes to the front of the inn. "Well I suppose I should go in and ask for directions." And does so.

[Razor ] *The inn is having a small excidice right now, Viv moving out amoung them and into the darkness, seemingly preocupied. Lin upon entering , leaving Alfred outside mind you, finds the rest of her group has ended up here, Wolf apparently having a stare down with Kaelie and a dusky skinned woman behind her..Morgens at a near by table...Owain and Rag are no where to be seen.

Kaelie breaks out in a wicked smile the moment the dusky skinned woman drapes the pouch of coins over her shoulder. She doesn't let the purse drop farther than an inch below her chest as she casts an appreciative glance back at the woman.

Razor uses Kaelies momentary distraction to move her hand subtly, going from Kaelis shoulder to her jaw to hold her head still as she turns her own head just a little to seemingly nuzzle Kaelies jaw before looking at Wolf with a rather triumphant look. "Seems you stand alone now." as her fingers slip from Kaelies neck and jaw and down her back. Behind her in Morgens line of sight, Razor flexes her fingers to the acompanyment of what sounds like bones popping..in seconds what was once just over long finger nails are lethally long.

[Razor ] Wolf Morgen Lin

Wolftooth could have any number of reasons for his inquisition. But one reason stands above the rest, one that concerns him and his 'pack.' He reaches out a hand to grab the chair where the woman's been sitting, dragging it out from under the table while keeping an eye on the dark-skinned woman and her peculiar actions, Kaelie's prudish distate lost for the moment. That done, he gestures underneath the table with a quick jab of a finger. "Saddlebags," he says defiantly to them both. "Where did you get them?" He doesn't care if he stands alone ... so it has been for him, always. He just stands there, pressing for answers to this ongoing riddle.

[Razor ] Kaelie in there somewhere when she's ready

MorgenMorgensson draws his sword slowly, letting the sibilant sound carry through the room. He's a very large man, and he may not be wearing hsi armour and have had more ale than is good for him, but that doesnt mean he's defenceless. There's no anger in his expression though, in fact there's no emoption at all as he walks forward "I would, If I were you, identify yourself, explain where you came by those saddle bags and see to the man you injured. Those who cheat at cards, cheat at life also." he has the mug of ale in his left hand, just dealing with this little disturbance before he goes back to getting ratarsed drunk again, drown his emotions in teh solace of cheap ale

Vivican 's still happily going for a walk to clear her head....Or something....Anyway, she's outside...By her lonesome...AKA, not in this scene right now.

Kaelie 's eyes reflexivly half-close in reaction to the dusky skinned woman's caress. She had expected it, but was distracted enough by the pleasant prospect of it she managed to completely ignore the half-orc's badgering.

Wolftooth 's eyes widen ... finding himself not so alone anymore. A quick glance of surprise for Morgen ... and then he looks back to the two women with his chin raised just a little higher, still awaiting the reply.

Kaelie notes she's having a some problems with the keep not refreshing the page..

[Razor ] (Viv passes all types of society, mostly the dregs. She catches the attention of two unsavory charcters who start following her progress with just their eyes and then their persons, keeping to the shadows as they stalk her down the street.

Linsida blinks as she walk in and waves to Wolf, Kaelie, and Morgen. "Oh Hello Everyone, this is were you dissapeared to when I went to give my offerings at the temple" she looks around the group seeming entransed, angry or not there. "Well what's the matter with everyone?" as she blinks slowly at everyone.

[MorgenMorgensson whispers to Wolftooth] Morgen's as likely to smack Wolf one as Razor yaknow. They'er disturbing his drinking at a very bad time. She just as unasnwered questions is all :P

Kaelie 's gonna see if exiting and re-entering tK will fix her problem.. brb..

Razor remains against Kaelie back, the taller woman sheilding the majoriety of her actions from Wolf but not from Morgen behind her. The sound of Morgen pulling his sword loose is loud to her ears but she doesnt turn to face him, relying on the rank smell of the ale on his person to let her know where he is. She's saved from answering Wolfs question about the saddlebags by Lin's entrance. She smiles rather chamingly at Lin in response. "They acuse with no proof and now think to threaten my person." she tells Lin with a rather even tone. "I think the Wolf has been out in the wilds too long to realize how things are done in towns."

[Razor ] Viv, Lin Wolf Morgen Kaelie

Vivican 's only got her small handaxe, tucked into the belt of her thigh length tunic. The tall norse woman striding, her steps unsteady a little...But anger and more is powering her steps through the darkness. Flaxen hair shimmering as she passes the oillamps that cast the scant light, long and loose near to her waist. She's not going anywhere, her route chopping and changing..She just needs distance, and space.

[Razor ] *Those who follow Viv break off, one following the other moving down an ajacent alley in hopes of heading her off at the next intersection.

[Razor ] *The man at the table's clearly lost consiousness now, slumped foward over his hand of cards on the table.

Linsida looks at Razor as she slowly walks over to the inn keep, putting down a small pouch of coins. "My horse is just out side, if you would be so kind as to stable him." as she slowly turns back to the group. "Well Wolf has some sound judgement about things, as for being out in the wilds, he prefers it, and I can understand why at times." as she takes a seat crosseing her legs very lady like. "So lets sit and talk about his while I help this poor fool up." as she leans over and gently kisses the wounded man's cheek.

[Razor ] *The barkeeps a little too stunned by Lin's manor, though he doesnt see to her horse himself, he sends one of the boys who fill the tubs out to take care of it. His concern is more for his establishment, something gets broken, then someones gonna pay for it. The man stirs at Lins touch..her kiss has him moving slowly, sitting up to blink around at those asembled Though the wounds are closed on his stomach now, the rents in his tunic are not the blood stains also remaining.

[Razor ] -Viv can go as she pleases

Wolftooth tosses the chair aside, letting it clatter noisily to the floor unharmed, having hardly looked Linsida's way with anything more than the briefest of glances, the mindset of a hunter in pursuit of his prey having overcome him. "Baglah!! To the crows with cheating! I care not for your money, or however you came by it!" If anything, he's glad to see some other voices of reason have joined him. The question he asked is a simple one, after all ... though Wolftooth wonders if Kaelie is the least bit uncomfortable standing in the crossfire as she is. "I will ask you one more time ... who are you, and where did you get those saddlebags?"

MorgenMorgensson holds the ale mug in his hand, sword comfortably held in the other as he moves forward. His sword points at Wolf a moment "Sit, this is no place for fighting." He sees no reason for this to degenerate into further bloodletting unless it has to. But the woman had better start answering a few questions about who she is and where she came by her property, and why she is so free with those claws.

Sukito steps in from the shadows and looks at wolftooth"mined your tounge you never talk to a lady in that manner you treat her with respect"

Razor grins at Wolf over Kaelies shoulder, mischief lighting her gold/green eyes. "You want to hear me say that I got them off of a dark coated cat? That I cornered it when it wandered away from the druid? How about the sounds that it made as it gave up its existance?" Her words have enough truth in them to sound so.

Vivican still doesn't seem to have noticed, caught up in her own problems "Damn him...Just..." And she walks, head down, the powerful warrior woman cowled by the weight of her thoughts.

[MorgenMorgensson ] Closed plot, Sukito

[Sukito ] (what was that for)

[Razor ] *Vivs set upon as soon as she turns the corner, a wiery young man leaping out at her as his companion comes up behind her to close in

Kaelie comes back to herself with a vague cruel little smile for Wolf, "I agree, the beast has no concept of civilized manners." She flinches only slightly when he has his mild temper tantrum, but keeps herself still even as the dusky skinned woman taunts the half-orc further.

[MorgenMorgensson ] This is a closed pplot, Sukito, says so on the room tag

[Razor ] Lin Wolf Morgen Kaelie

[Razor ] Viv when ever i post for her =P

Vivican well...wasn't expecting it...but at the same time, the familar firing of her blood is reassuring, life affirming, the threat of fight reminding ehr just what she is...And, well, quicker than it should her hand reaches for her handaxe...Grabbing it to hurl it at the man leaping for her...Hairpin reactions, the warrior woman honed and battlesure, even in her less than completely sober state

[Razor ] *A boy leads Lin's Alfred into the stables, the clatter of the horses hoove loud in the quiet of the stable. He puts the animal up pausing to talk to his friend. "Hurry up will ya...there's gonna be a fight!"

[Razor ] Owain when he's ready as well

[Razor ] -roll for me Viv baby

[Vivican ] (That's at +8)

Linsida blinks at Razor, "I find that hard to belive, even if you don't look it, but the cat would of mauled you well, if she's hurt, I would rather you just tell us now, because she is a friend, and you'll pay if she is." as Linsida starts to twiddle with her fingernails without looking up. When she does, her eyes have an empty look in them, no pain, no hate or malice, just looking past Razor as if she isn't there.

[Razor ] *(shudders) the mans quick, but not quick enough. her Axe sails through the air to burry itself high on the mans chest near his shoulder, droping him like a stone in a pond but not killing him outright. He can only manage a whimper with "Get 'er!" to his companion who tries to take down Viv from behind.

[Razor ] -i go from a 20 to a 3??that sucks!--free shot Viv

Vivican lets out a determined little growl, the sound of a bear before it rears...The fumble of the man charging her back having her spinning, fists coming up, a vicious, powerful uppercut from her right hoping to meet him...A warcry with the followthrough, softer than usual though, from the night, and the cityscape. HEr feet are planted firm though, and she' ready for whatever comes next.

[Vivican ] (Cursed di, I swear it)

Verhowain snorts and sets up blinking "Persiminons..." He mumbles still half asleep. He heard the word 'fight'.. Hoisting himself up he absently dusts hay off his robes as he walks towards the common room.

[Razor ] *He ducks just in time to avoid getting clobbered. Viv's got about 3 inches on him in height. He makes a quick grab for what ever pouch or coin she might have before deciding that running is better then being beaten to death which she looks quite capable of doing.

MorgenMorgensson requests Raghnall take back his dice and allow them only to be used for the bad guys :P

Raghnall 's dice must have been stolen in his sleep, ;)

Vivican 's got two purses on her belt...One on each side...The one he picks is his choice...She though is lunging for a grapple, seeking to over power him and push him to the floor...Yes...She wants to get him on his back.

Wolftooth lets out a sharp exhale of breath, his eyes going wide. Partly in shock, and partly in fear ... Razor was no ordinary feline, that was certain. One that he'd grown rather attached to. Yet Linsida's own words have merit to them as well ... this woman bore no signs of a struggle, and there's no way Razor would give up without a fight, fiesty as she was. "You are a thief, a liar, or both. Either way, those bags do not belong to you." He drops with surprising nimbleness, his hand reaching out to grab hold of the strap of the saddlebags, or whatever he can manage. He's claiming those for himself until this whole matter gets straightened out.

[Vivican ] (+8 again, to oppose roll better. =P)

[Razor ] *He manages to get a purse on her left side but he doesnt get far..infact her going for his retreating back has him sliding face first through the dirt about 3 feet.

Vivican pushes her knee into the small of his back "Just give me one, just one, reason to beat you...It'll make me feel a whole lot better...Please." Her voice almost feral as his arms are wrenched up, if she can. The woman's belt pulled off to be used to bind him.

[Razor ] *the man ofcourse struggles under Viv, this is one of those times that having a woman on top of you is NOT a good thing.

[Wolftooth ] ((True ... but he's still f**ked.))

MorgenMorgensson 's sword moves with surprising speed, stopping just short of Wolf. he doesnt give a damn who's in the right and whop's in the wrong. he does know that no one could have touched that battlecat and walked away unharmed. There's a mystery to be solved here and it will be solved in an orderly fashion and then what justice is necessary will be dealt out with impunity. " GO! FInd the battlecat. " That was an order, Wolf is only going to cause further bloodshed and trouble. As soon as he gets the message he turns back to the woman "Sit, please. be our guest and explain yourself properly, Without the pointl;ess mischief you seem to find so amusing. Three questions remain unanswered, Lets see if you can answer them." His head tilts to one side. he's on his way to being drunk, it's true, but he's sober enough to deal with this

Vivican really doubts he's going anywhere as her elbows powers to the back of his head...It's a stun though, the damage aimed to...just get his utter compliance.

[Razor ] *Owain walks into Morgens exclaimation.

[Razor ] *she knocks him cold instead

Vivican binds arms with his belt, as tight as she can pull it, the fact his fingers start to go blue not a concern. Leaving him laid in the mud a moment as she prowls to the other man, kneeling beside him to put her hand on the hilt of the axe that's in his chest "Good evening..."

MorgenMorgensson breaks into song, ala Disney movies, a rousing little number about justice and fairness that leaves a huge warrior doing little pirouettes and beaming a flashing smile and the barkeep and locals joining in on the chorus

Razor hates her connection..last thing was Viv knocking the guy out.

[Wolftooth ] ((o.O?!))

[Vivican ] 13:43:55 Vivican binds arms with his belt, as tight as she can pull it, the fact his fingers start to go blue not a concern. Leaving him laid in the mud a moment as she prowls to the other man, kneeling beside him to put her hand on the hilt of the axe that's in his chest "Good evening..."

[Razor ] *No one's sure just who Morgens talking to, but Razors gaze remains on Wolf, his opening the bags has her moving to Kaelies side to give her a moderate shove in Morgens direction. The hand with the claws goes behind her back as the other reaches up over her shoulder to unsheath the short sword slung against her back. "Open it and your innards will be decorating the floor Wolf." She threatens.

[Razor ] *the man looks up at Viv as he grabs hold of the axe, shaking his head quickly "No, no..." Knowing its gonna hurt a lot more when she pulls it out.

Kaelie had been ready to let loose a good kick to Wolf's head or hands, which ever she could make contact with first. But the dusky skinned woman had her before she could start to make the movment, and with a suprised little gasp she finds herself shoved back towards Morgan. She stumbles as she collides with the norseman, but has enough sense to try to avoid his blasted blade as she does so.

MorgenMorgensson was hoping to have scroes of people rushing to do his bidding :P

[Razor ] *this is what Owain walks into

[Vivican ] "Can you stand?" She hasn't pulled it out yet, but her hand hasn't moved "Cause we're going on a walk to find teh law in this here hellsplace."

[Razor ] *He nods quickly, not bothering to tell her that there aint no law in there here town, just two minor guilds

[Razor ] Owain Wolf Morgen Kaelie

[Wolftooth ] ((I vote Morgen goes before Wolf, seeing as his blade was also pointed at Wolfie and he'd likely be first to respond to Razor?))

[Razor ] Morgen Wolf Lin and Kaelie then after Owain

[Razor ] -I got distractecd by cold grape juice being dropped in my lap brrrrrrrr

Vivican gets tired of waiting, picking up the axed man, and tossing him over her shoulder...careful to hold his arms pinned. The other man she soops up by his waist, tucking him on her hip...She was strong, and agitated...And heading back to the pub with them

[MorgenMorgensson ] Morgen is waiting for Wolf to react

[Razor ] *They get turned into luggage, the man over her shoulder wimpering in pain and bleeding all over her as well. The other is limp weight against her hip, bouncing along

Verhowain blinks for a moment, working away sleep as he looks the situation over "Fer the love of Father Stone I go to sleep and everyone goes mad... I swear towns are cursed places..." He walks into the room his spiked cudgel held at his side. "What be goin on here?" he asks in his best 'booming voice'.

[Wolftooth ] ((Wolf is waiting for Morgen to react! Grrr ... okay, I'll go ahead.))

Wolftooth stops just short of reaching the bags by a pair of sharp blades and sharper voices. "Enka tul!" he spits back to them both in surprise, being currenlty unarmed as he is. With surprising agility, he tucks and rolls back away from the bag and around the pair of swords, heading for the door and thinking maybe Morgen's suggestion is a better ... and safer one.

[Wolftooth ] ((**currently ... and yes I'll happily make a tumble check, if you require.))

[Razor ] -you'd also end up face to face with Owain Wolfie

Vivican 's had so much worse than fresh blood dirty her clothing in the past years of war...And she's not willing to get herself back to her brother, waiting for more trouble on her journey

Wolftooth stops short in his tumbling as he sees and hears the cranky Owain, looking up to him. "Where's Razor?"

[Razor ] *Viv attacts more then a few glances walking encumbered as she is with two men.. people moving out of her way in fact as she approaches the lit Tavern, the doors just starting to swing shut after someone (Owain) Entered them.

[Razor ] -Owain can answer at his leasure

[Vivican ] The swinging shut door gets kicked open again for her to stride in...With her baggage..Dropping one, then the other at her feet, like an unwanted Aunt come for a holiday with too much baggage. No explanation yet, just taking in the scene, the warmth...A slight bruise to her eye from the surprise flail of the first attack that glanced off her.

Linsida sighs and shakes her head, bringing up her hands and claping them infront of her, frowning at the lot at with the command of magic to "Calm down." (Saveing throws the lot of you that are within 30' Razor, plus SR)

Verhowain furrows his brown at Wolf then Morgan then at the woman who threatened Wolf. He gently swats Wolf in the side of the head "There's Razor ye oak-thewed oaf!" He points to the woman, "Two of four legged she moves the same." He makes it sound like he knew it all along even though he only figured it out. Gotta build this 'wise old druid' rep somehow.

[Verhowain ] two OR four legged even

[Wolftooth ] ((Oh goody ... I'm so good at making Will saves too. :-P))

Kaelie makes a noise some where between disgust and outrage as she's alternatly drenched then ignored out of hand.

[Razor ] -i forget you have to roll under or over?

[Wolftooth ] ((Hee hee. The half-orcish mind boggles. ^_^))

[Linsida ] The saves at 16 will

[Wolftooth ] ((Over, as always with 3rd ed.))

[Wolftooth ] ((Curses!))

MorgenMorgensson wants to know the effect of the smell please

[Linsida ] This spell calms agitated creatures. You have no control over the affected creatures, but this spell can stop raging creatures from fighting or joyous ones from reveling. Creatures so affected cannot take violent actions (although they can defend themselves) or do anything destructive, except to protect themselves. Any aggressive action or life-threatening damage against calmed creatures immediately breaks the spell on the threatened creatures.

[MorgenMorgensson ] err spell, old in joke >. sorry

[Linsida ] This spell automatically suppresses (but does not dispel) mind-affecting spells such as bless, confusion, emotion, and fear, as well as negating a bard s ability to inspire courage or a barbarian s rage. While the calm emotions spell lasts, a suppressed spell has no effect. When the calm emotions spell ends, the original spell takes hold of the creature again, provided its duration has not expired in the meantime.

Razor makes it with her bonues =P

[MorgenMorgensson ] And with what emotions exactly?

[Wolftooth ] ((I knew it. Good move, Linsida.))

Linsida notes it's going to last all of four rounds.

Verhowain is as calm as he gets.

Razor takes advantage of Viv's timely entrance, got to love a forceful female. Two steps finds her foot on the seat of a chair, the next she's on the table and droping onto the other side by Lin. Owains outburst has her hitting the floor harder then she intended, sliding off the table to the floor though she's able to grab hold of the saddle bags before she scrambles under the table.

[Razor ] Morgen Viv Wolf Kae Lin Rag Owain.

MorgenMorgensson still needs a little clarification here, does it calm ALL emotions, or just angered emotions?

Razor beleives its all emotions Morgen

Linsida notes it calms ALL emotions.

[Razor ] -you just smoked some weed Morgen =P

Raghnall 's rolling his saved before he gets there so he can apply it to his post

[Wolftooth ] ((I'd also like to note it says calm emotions, not eliminate emotions ... we're still entitled to feel, just not feel strongly . At least that's my interpretation.))

Linsida snickers as Razor failed her check.

Razor 's still under the table..well she was anyway

MorgenMorgensson puts the tip of his blade safely down on the floorboards, the sharp tip digging in just slightly. It's still ready in his hand though. He turns to Kaelie a moment "My apologies." He didnt intend to do that but didnt really have much choice, he had to stop her somehow and the other hand would have been messy indeed. He wqatches Razor closely, or as closely as he can, taking in the druid's words. She will need closer watching from now on. She has the mischief of the cat with the tempetousness of the human, neither one nor the other, a dangerous combination

Razor mauls Lin for supper later

Razor wonders what happened to Viv?

Vivican leaves the two men there, even leaces her axe in the chest of one, and her belt around the arms of another...Bed. Yeah, that'd fit, a compress for her bruise would wait, a flagon of ale taken with her up the stairs, talking to no one.

Wolftooth feels a wave of calm wash over him ... though the situation seems extremely bizzare. A cat that's a woman, a drunk with a sword, a mead-soaked half-elf, and a pair of bodies at the foot of Vivican before she heads upstairs. It's all a bit too much for his poor half-orcish mind to take in. He was going to leave, but his questions have at last been answered ... and it doesn't really appear safe outside. He thinks Viv has the right idea, and just heads upstairs, grumbling all the way.

Kaelie mutters something under her breath after leveling a mildly sour smile at Morgan; Linsida's spell being the only thing keeping her from having a royal fit over having to bathe twice in one evening. Yet, she still holds the purse given to her by the dusky skinned woman in her left hand tightly as she uses her right to wipe hoplessly at the wet mess covering her chest.

Linsida blinks alittle at the others as she seems alittle distant and watching the woman under the table, reminding her off a certain cat that the saddle bags belong too. "Ok everyone ready to talk alittle more?"

Wolftooth does call to Vivican if he can catch her before she gets to her room. "You alright?"

Raghnall grumbles and mutters as he comes down the stairs and into the room. His hair abit our of place and his clothes thrown on. Though he doesnt look all that displaced. He pauses and blinks slightly at Viv and Wolf going up the stairs past him, he then shrugs and starts back down the stairs. He sighs when he sees most of the group up and ...well, almost at arms. He heads towards them. Pausing for a second to wave some invisible thing out of his face. He smirks and glances around the room as joins up with the group; sighing slightly. "Considering how you all wont let me get any sleep. Would one of you be so kind as to tell me whats going on?" ...He plays along with the ...effect that tugged at his mind just a second ago, just incase it was done by someone outside the group. Better to play along and be safe, rather then sorry later. Like when you find out it was the town guard.

[Razor ] sorry, Jacob got the phone

Verhowain furrows his brow although still calm he mumbles "Sure now everyone goes to bed after getting me wide awake.. What is this? 'Annoy the druid' night?" He flops down in an empty chair and sighs rubbing his face still trying to get fully awake.. Lokoing to Raghnall "Everyone's about to calmly figure that one out." He answers.

Vivican 's reaching for her room, the tall woman glancing back at the familar voice, the nice bruise around her pale eye obvious even in the poorly lit corridor "Me? Yes..I will be, I'm sure..." A one day stapled to the end of that.

Razor got Wolfs post before she gremmed out

[MorgenMorgensson ] 14:37:55 Kaelie mutters something under her breath after leveling a mildly sour smile at Morgan; Linsida's spell being the only thing keeping her from having a royal fit over having to bathe twice in one evening. Yet, she still holds the purse given to her by the dusky skinned woman in her left hand tightly as she uses her right to wipe hoplessly at the wet mess covering her chest.

[Razor ] and i got from Rag's down after coming back

[MorgenMorgensson ] 14:42:38 Linsida blinks alittle at the others as she seems alittle distant and watching the woman under the table, reminding her off a certain cat that the saddle bags belong too. "Ok everyone ready to talk alittle more?"

[MorgenMorgensson ] 14:42:46 Wolftooth does call to Vivican if he can catch her before she gets to her room. "You alright?"

[Razor ] Viv and Wolf can just keep their conversation going on their own

[Razor ] -everyone ok for another hour?

Wolftooth considers a moment, grunting as he examines her eye. "You need a cold cloth ..." His eyes dart downstairs. "And the gentleman still has your axe." He raises an eyebrow at her inquisitively. "Enjoyed your walk?"

[Wolftooth ] ((Is it tomorrow yet?))

Verhowain needs to depart to head to the store, Mom's been at the door twice already.

Razor watches Lin in return from under the table, her eyes taking on a rather errie glow that only cats get in low light.

[Razor ] -oks. we hold up here then for next week?

[Razor ] level up your characters 1 lvl peoples

MorgenMorgensson is easy either way

[Razor ] everyone except Rag that is =P muhahahahaha..take that smart ass!

Raghnall 'll jsut start Rune'ing all of Raz's stuff till shes afraid to touch it then, ;)

Vivican touches her fingers to her eyes gingerly, like she'd just noticed it, a roll of her shoulders but she offers the tall half-orc a little tired shrug "The gentleman deserved the axe, I have others" The woman's tension relaxes just a little as she turns to face him, blood soaking her tunic "My walk? Yes of course...The two who tried to rob me, did not."

[Razor ] this IS the last time you'll be leveling up as a group btw

Vivican jsut wanted to add that on, while she thought on it

Razor finds that a fitting end Viv..kinda like 'well he deserved it' =P

Linsida yays as she now has 3rd level spells!

[Wolftooth ] ((OKay ... we've spent the last two sessions going over the same evening ... has anyone else noticed?))

[Razor ] =P ok so i'm a little off..gesh...mornings coming soon enough..you'll be on the road and getting all bruised upand sliced next week

[Wolftooth ] ((Just checking ... seems like things have been dragging a little.))

[Razor ] Course Wolf will be drooling and slobbering and wondering how he ended up in bed with Viv....

Raghnall gets umm, err, ...another 2nd lvl spell, O_o

[MorgenMorgensson ] Or wondering how exactly he ended up sleeoping in the street :P

Razor 'll hustle you all along faster next week Wolf, she promises...so work on your characters and email goodies to works email

[Wolftooth ] ((Hey! How'd you know he drools in his sleep? ~_0 And, uhh ... yeah. Judging by Viv's big brother and the phase of the moon, somehow I doubt it.))

[Razor ] ..at the base of a window Morgen?

[Razor ] One more day Wolfie and there will be a new meaning to haveing 'some hair of the dog' =P

Raghnall Likes Raz's games, he walks in on a would be fight, and levels, Wohoo! ;)

[Vivican ] ((What did Vivi do now? She's just being friendly..))

[Razor ] Was picking on Wolf Viv is all

[Razor ] I said everyone but you Rag =P

[Razor ] I said everyone but you Rag =P