Buliwyff Gustaffson: *stirring its contents wih an index finger lost in his troubles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Bah! women aint good fer meh... Alway end up loneleh eneways
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a loooong drin till the tankards empty*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *canted her head as she heard the talkin of the one at the table*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Oi there keeper bring meh more1!!!!
Kenzie O'Drennan: *jumps down off the horse and moves up towards the table*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks over at her and lowers his head to his mug*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yeh 'ere ta make fun o' meh too?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: go on! Ah dun care...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shook her head slowly*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks up again from his mug and takes a long drink*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Nej.. oi was actualeh com'n ov'r 'ere ta off'r ye somf'n bett'r den vhat de vench gives
Buliwyff Gustaffson: If it be stronger than this gud
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to her last bottle of mead, obviously having been drank from some already*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *holds it out to him*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Troi dis
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes it and uncorks it with his teeth*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *spits out the cork on the tabble and guzzles it till he fels a burn*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *placs it back ont he table hard*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *shakes his head to get that alcohol feeling off*
Kenzie O'Drennan: kinne foind nutt'n strong'r den dat
Buliwyff Gustaffson: mebe dis will solve meh troubles
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shook her head slowly*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks her over*
Kenzie O'Drennan: De bottl nej gon solv nuttin
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Wut yeh know of meh...
Kenzie O'Drennan: onleh let ye fergit fer short time... de probl'm nev'r go away lest ye step up ta eet
Kenzie O'Drennan: Nutt'n.. boot oi know o meh.. n maneh oth'rs dat turn'd to de bottl..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Then mebeh ye kin tell meh wah all dem gurls left me...Fer puttin duty above all...
Kenzie O'Drennan: cuz mos women are stupit
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *grumbles turning the bottle in circles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: if it 'ad been me women thought like yeh...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: But neeeeeeeej...Dey like dem young strappin fellers...wit big dreams 'n short lives..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: sit would ye ah dun eel like cranin mi neck..
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yar vell... mos dunej understand tha duty come befer personal loif
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *slaps the table infront of him motioning her to sit*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *steps over the bench to drop down onto the bench*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: an' hu be ye?
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh expect'n somun soon.. jez suw ye dun beh think'n oi blow'n yer off
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh Kenzie.. hirdswoman ta da High King n part o de Fer Coadee
Kenzie O'Drennan: hu ye?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Buliwyff, retired 'irdsman o' a now dead Thane. Lookin ta serve the hoigh King ifn
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah kin do so
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yar, vell ye beh need'n ta foind Thorald fer dat.. 'e beh in charge o oos
Buliwyff Gustaffson: where be tha man
Kenzie O'Drennan: roit nuw? Oi dun beh know'n... boot if'n ye gon foind em.. ye best bet vould beh ta
Kenzie O'Drennan: look in de Fer Coadee Val' o send em a note
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vill do
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ta git to de Fer Coadee... tell de travel'r ye wanna go to [other] de mother'aus.. den
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yeh alvays valk around vit yer head covered?
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'ead northeast... kinnej miss eet
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods*
It is Night
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yar.. oi do.. it beh keep'n meh 'air out o meh fac
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods ot her*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Yeh remoind me of me last gurl
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Jost loike yeh...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks at his bottle*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a long swing till he empties it then shakes the bottle for the last drops*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka fer dis meade
Kenzie O'Drennan: Den vhat vas de probl'm eh? If'n she vas jes loik meh, ye shuud still be vit er
Buliwyff Gustaffson: she doid
Kenzie O'Drennan: Vhat 'appen?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: fewkin bear got the best 'o 'er..
Kenzie O'Drennan: Vell.. whoil dat beh a sad ting... ya needs ta beh mov'n on vit loif n nej onta de bottl
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks up witih a half smile*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: mebbeh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah think it be a gud ideah....
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Dun ye be gettin killed now yeh 'ear?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *lofts a brow*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi dun beh plannin on eet
Buliwyff Gustaffson: gud
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ifn yeh excoose meh, Ah got me sum ore ta delivah
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *stands up*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Been noice meetin yah Kenzie
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods and presses a finger to her forehead before casting hand outward in a wave*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *mimics*
Kenzie O'Drennan: loikwis.. haf goot day..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: See yeh ysra see it fit
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi yeh aint spose ta be ere! Mely's shop be tha way!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ge' back 'ere!
*Bull tries to tame a cat*
Kenzie O'Drennan: eh?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *grumbles*
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye troin ta git a companion?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: it dun like meh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: must be me beard
You successfully tame the cat
Kenzie O'Drennan: a cat transfer
a cat: a cat accepts Buliwyff Gustaffson as its new master
Kenzie O'Drennan: cawl ta eet
Buliwyff Gustaffson: cmere kitty!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: wot ye seh ta 'im
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *picks it up by the back of the neck lookin at its big eyes closely*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi dun snuck em treats
Buliwyff Gustaffson: pah
Buliwyff Gustaffson: it dun like ale..
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi dun eith'r... dun blam em
Buliwyff Gustaffson: pah
Buliwyff Gustaffson: beggarts aint choosers!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *jams a bottl in its mouth*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: drink up kitteh!
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye gun kill um vit dat stuff
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Nej... 'ell live
Kenzie O'Drennan: dun beh say'n oi dun warn ye
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *lets the cat down watching it to see if it can stand*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: lookit it rock
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks as Mason runs by*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: see? it stands just fine
Buliwyff Gustaffson: juss a bit tipsy 'e is
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks back to Buli*
Kenzie O'Drennan: fur nuw
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *pokes it a little*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: good kitteh! ye'll grow up a beh a toiger sum day!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *pets it*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Come pet it!
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi'll beh awlroit
Buliwyff Gustaffson: or wouldje loike ta pet tha...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *points at wolf corpse*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to the corpse then back*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *sighs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Vher did dat com frum?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: sum guy dropped it 'ere earlier
Buliwyff Gustaffson: mekkina fuss
Kenzie O'Drennan: som guy?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah preffered ta leave
Buliwyff Gustaffson: nunna meh business
Kenzie O'Drennan: eet coulda been
Kenzie O'Drennan: der beh lotta strange folk com'n roun attack'n n steal'n young..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: never 'ad troubles loike dis int he mountains when ah lived alone...
Kenzie O'Drennan: ve haf 'ad som tiffs vit de skogs in de val up in de mounts.. but dis beh differ'nt
Buliwyff Gustaffson: humm...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: tha' bad?
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yar
Buliwyff Gustaffson: hummm....
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *strokes his neatly trimmed beard*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ja? humm...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *grumbles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: blasted skogs attacked meh ta other deh in mi home...
Kenzie O'Drennan: Nej suprois'n
Buliwyff Gustaffson: they dinnae loike meh axe...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: but ah had ta leave meh home...they came in waves...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods slowly*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: burned it down ta tha lass sotone...
Kenzie O'Drennan: Dey do dat... las toim dey troid dat.. at meh ol 'ome...
Kenzie O'Drennan: meh n meh kin watched as dey attacked eachoth'r instead..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: hw da happen?
Kenzie O'Drennan: meh n meh suir haf strong set o pipes
Kenzie O'Drennan: *lifts a hand to pat at her throat*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ye sang em to confusion?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: 'ow ye manage tha
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shrug*
Kenzie O'Drennan: dunneh... jes 'appen'd
Mason Stormhammer: *nods a hello to Kenzie*
Kenzie O'Drennan: ve was skeerd... didnah know vhat els ta do
Kenzie O'Drennan: lon toim agu
Buliwyff Gustaffson: So..Ye sang?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *chuckles*
Mason Stormhammer: *walks over to the bar*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *laughs softly*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yar..
Kenzie O'Drennan: it beh de onleh ting whe was good at.. at de toim
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Foine lass ye be
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *laughs*
Melyarin Lohlan: Ma bank..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *pets the cat*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Oi there Mely...
Melyarin Lohlan: Ey Bull
Kenzie O'Drennan: tha n de foit'rs o de clan felt strong n refreshed with adrenaline ta spare even vhen
Melyarin Lohlan: *grins*
Kenzie O'Drennan: it vas ov'r
Buliwyff Gustaffson: C'mere girl, got sum ore fer yeh..
Melyarin Lohlan: 'lo Miss Kenzie.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks over and nods*
Melyarin Lohlan: *grins*
Kenzie O'Drennan: ver haelsad, Mely
Buliwyff Gustaffson: enjoy...
Melyarin Lohlan: Tack Bull
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods somewhat*
Melyarin Lohlan: If ye'll scuse me..aym gonta pass out on ma shop floor
Melyarin Lohlan: *grins*
Melyarin Lohlan: Bloody knackered.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *loosk adown at the cat*
Melyarin Lohlan: Yeh 'ave a good night
Buliwyff Gustaffson: toodles
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *chuckles t that word*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: wodner hu be da dummy that cam up wid da word
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *says toodles a few times laghing more than the last tiems*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers and looks over to her left at Mason at the bar*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yer fren?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: dun let meh 'old yeh up...
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yar.. 'e bein anti friendleh
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shrugs*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah'll prolly go sleep on tha bench there
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods slowly*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: just needs ta grab meh a cloak...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: gunna be chilly tonight..,
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye prolleh beh bett'r oof sleep'n on de grass
Buliwyff Gustaffson: eh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: well see
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye kin use meh plaz if'n ye haf no wher ta guw.. oi dun use it mooch
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yeh be serius?
Kenzie O'Drennan: neh,, oi beh lyin cuz it goot fur meh 'ealth
Buliwyff Gustaffson: humm
Buliwyff Gustaffson: lead on then!
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi haf three beds in meh plaz.. ya kin use une o dem
Buliwyff Gustaffson: betetr than the beer garden
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looked over towards Mason*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ya gon com tew?
Mason Stormhammer: *walks over*
Kenzie O'Drennan: dat beh if'n ye kin 'andle de col
Mason Stormhammer: Hey there lass
Kenzie O'Drennan: *smirks to him*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks over noticing Thorald at the bank building*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ey!
Mason Stormhammer: *nods to the man*
Thorald Vestar: EH?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods back*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Whar ye been hoid'n!
Mason Stormhammer: *glances over at Thor*
Thorald Vestar: uhh....
Thorald Vestar: somevhere?
Thorald Vestar: *pulls off his helm*
Kenzie O'Drennan: neh good nuff scuse
Thorald Vestar: uhhh
Thorald Vestar: *scratches his head*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *waves a hand about*
Thorald Vestar: somevhere?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to Bull then back to Thorald*
Thorald Vestar: *looks over to Bull*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Dat un be want'n ta join vit uus... ye gon be roun o go inta hoid'n ag'n?
Thorald Vestar: Oi'll be 'roun'. Dun yeh vorry.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *studies Thor*
Kenzie O'Drennan: goot
Mason Stormhammer: *listens to them quietly*
Thorald Vestar: Hm
Kenzie O'Drennan: Vell
Mason Stormhammer: *walks over and leans on the bank wall*
Thorald Vestar: *looks Bull over good*
Kenzie O'Drennan: vhen ye haf de toim
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *despite his size his genle giant appearance betrays him*
Thorald Vestar: *looks back to Kenzie*
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'e gon beh stay'n a meh plaz.. ye kin foin em ther
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *picks the cat up placing it on his shoulder*
Mason Stormhammer: *munches on some ribs*
Thorald Vestar: Alroight...
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye do rememb'r vher dat beh, roit?
Thorald Vestar: *growls*
Thorald Vestar: O' course.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *grins*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi kinna 'elp it
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye knuw dat
Thorald Vestar: Yeh, oi know....oi'll get yeh back.
Kenzie O'Drennan: vit dat in moin
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh outa mead
Kenzie O'Drennan: time fer mor
Kenzie O'Drennan: *dips her head with a wave*
Thorald Vestar: Yer outta mead?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: tha' mead was gud...
Kenzie O'Drennan: ya
Kenzie O'Drennan: gav it ta em
Kenzie O'Drennan: *points to Bull*
Thorald Vestar: 'ow does tha' 'appen in a vorld.
Thorald Vestar: yeh shoul ne'er beh outta mead...
Kenzie O'Drennan: ya ya
Kenzie O'Drennan: vell
Thorald Vestar: tha's nej a goo' enough excuse!
Kenzie O'Drennan: meh stock o bottles got low whoil oi vas nej luuk'n
Thorald Vestar: *smirks again*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers*
Thorald Vestar: roight, roight
Thorald Vestar: *sniffles a bit*
Kenzie O'Drennan: yar yar, guw on nuw.. we be out at de val'
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *turns and looks between Mason and Bull, pausing back again on Mason*
Thorald Vestar: oi jes' got some thin's ta do..then oi moight swing by
Mason Stormhammer: *glances up*
Kenzie O'Drennan: awlroit
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ye com'n er neh?
Thorald Vestar: *looks between them all*
Mason Stormhammer: *nods to Thor*
Thorald Vestar: *returns the nod*
Mason Stormhammer: comein where?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: gud kitteh..
Mason Stormhammer: *wonders who she was talkin to*
Thorald Vestar: meh bank
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi ye loike ta play eh...*gangles a gold chain for it to paw at*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *turns to look to him [Mason] pointedly*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ye com'n er neh?
Mason Stormhammer: where to?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *doesn't bother to repeat to where*
Mason Stormhammer: *shrugs as he has nothing better to do*
Mason Stormhammer: why not
Kenzie O'Drennan: das vhat oi thout
Mason Stormhammer: *pushes off the wall*
Kenzie O'Drennan: readeh?
Eilis Fallan: *smiles to Mason*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ja
Mason Stormhammer: *looks over and smiles at Eilis*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh travel'n to de moth'r 'aus [other]
Buliwyff Gustaffson: kin mah kitteh come?
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yar
Buliwyff Gustaffson: gud kitteh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *smiles at it tickling its chin*
Mason Stormhammer: *looks over the room*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Mason ye kin haf sit.. Bull ye kin com vit meh
Mason Stormhammer: tis a nice home ya have here
Mason Stormhammer: *nods*
Mason Stormhammer: *picks out a seat*
Kenzie O'Drennan: one o de uns in 'ere
Kenzie O'Drennan: *points at a bed*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi...di be mehkin me old 'ouse look like ah barn....
Kenzie O'Drennan: *smirks*
Mason Stormhammer: *stretches out a bit*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah be a man of few posessions gold bein one..
Kenzie O'Drennan: neith'r un o dem in use.. oi hafn't had patients in awhoil
Buliwyff Gustaffson: an wha little ah had....
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka Kenze
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah loike de foire.
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi guw downstairs now.. ye kin too if'n ye wan
Buliwyff Gustaffson: remoinds meh o' ome
Kenzie O'Drennan: *smiles and nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Tacka
Buliwyff Gustaffson: think ah vill
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snatches up a cookie to munch on*
Mason Stormhammer: *looks up*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: gud kitteh
Mason Stormhammer: so, whos ye'r friend
Kenzie O'Drennan: Mason, dats Buliwyff... Buliwyff dis Mason
Mason Stormhammer: *stands to properly great him*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: plejure there
Mason Stormhammer: aye
Mason Stormhammer: nice ta meet ya
Buliwyff Gustaffson: same too lad
Mason Stormhammer: have a seat
Buliwyff Gustaffson: dun moiind if ah do
Mason Stormhammer: so ya new to the lands?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: hummm
Mason Stormhammer: aint seen ya round before
Buliwyff Gustaffson: nej an' ja
Mason Stormhammer: *nods*
It is Midnight
Buliwyff Gustaffson: been livin alone in dem mountains since meh ol' thane doid..
Mason Stormhammer: ahh
Mason Stormhammer: sorry ta hear bout that
Mason Stormhammer: never good to loose a thane
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Then ah went into solitude..foun' meh an ol' cabin
Buliwyff Gustaffson: stayed there fer 25 years ah did..
Mason Stormhammer: *listens to them mans story*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: So fergive meh ifn ah lack manners...dun need em when alone
Mason Stormhammer: *the*
Mason Stormhammer: *shakes his head laughin a bit*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi dun haf aneh eith'r
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *his warm smile broadens*
Mason Stormhammer: aint nothin to appolgize to me for
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vell ah dun know yeh vell.. yeh moight ahve suman get offended
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs a bit*
Mason Stormhammer: aye. nothin wrong in checkin
Buliwyff Gustaffson: fewkin dyrlin's... *does a terrible imitation of dyrling table manners*
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: kin yeh pass meh the solt plehse
Kenzie O'Drennan: *laighs*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi thank ye koind sir yeh mek meh all dizzy loike wid yer manners!
Mason Stormhammer: ah this lad has a sence of humor. i like ya already
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *chuckles*
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs heartily*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: well ye gotta laugh at sumone when alone..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: or sumtin
Mason Stormhammer: *nods*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah gt 25 years o ractice
Kenzie O'Drennan: Hmmm
Mason Stormhammer: aye. solitude can be a mean foe if ya let it
Kenzie O'Drennan: *jumps up and almost skips over to the corner*
Mason Stormhammer: *glances over at the usually talkative Kenzie and wonders why she aint speakin*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah be armed with terrible jokes an penteh o' mead
Thorald Vestar: *raps on the door*
Thorald Vestar: *looks up*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *yells out*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Open de door!
Thorald Vestar: uhh, okeh...
Mason Stormhammer: *look over at the door*
Thorald Vestar: *looks around*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *pulls out some things and moves back to the chairs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oh!, eya..
Thorald Vestar: *hmm*
Kenzie O'Drennan: haf sit
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh back
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka kenzie
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
*Kenzie goes to the Mead Hall*
*Kenzie Returns*
Mason Stormhammer: course not
Thorald Vestar: Vhat's yer name, lad?
Thorald Vestar: Meh apologies fer nej askin' sooner.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *tosses out two bottles to each*
Mason Stormhammer: thank ya Lass
Mason Stormhammer: *smiles a bit at the bottles*
Thorald Vestar: tacka
Buliwyff Gustaffson: tacka indee'
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods slowly and pulls the cork off one of hers with her teeth*
Mason Stormhammer: *uncorks one and takes a swig*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *lodges oe bottle between his leg and the seats arm*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes the other uncorking it with his teeth and takes a drink*
Thorald Vestar: *takes a long gulp of his mead and waits upon Buliwyff's answer*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *pulls her gloves off, holding both bottles between legs and one hand pushing hood*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *back and pulling cloak out from under her to toss over the chair*
Mason Stormhammer: *nudges Buliwyff*
Mason Stormhammer: i think he wants ta know yer name lad
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Thorald Vestar: *smirks and drinks again*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *picks up the open bottle again once settled and takes a large swig from it*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks up from his bottle*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *was lost in thought*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: eh?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah dun owe him gold
You no longer feel drunk.
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: yer name
Kenzie O'Drennan: neh gold
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *chuckles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah be Buliwyff Gusaffson
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: but meh fren's call meh The BUll
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah dinna know why...But theh dew
Mason Stormhammer: *looks up from his bottle*
Mason Stormhammer: the bull eh?
You feel sober.
Thorald Vestar: *nods a bit*
Mason Stormhammer: *shrugs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to the three and suddenly feels rather short.. and drowns the thought away with*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *another swig*
Thorald Vestar: an' vhat is it tha' yeh do, bulliwyff?
Your body is free of alcohol.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: well, back in da deh, ah vas a 'irdsman ta a Thane
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ol' man doid 25 years ago...ah ben alone in da mountains since
Buliwyff Gustaffson: retired
Thorald Vestar: *nods a bit*
Thorald Vestar: Retoired...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ja
Thorald Vestar: Hmm
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vos a 'irdsman wi' neh Thane.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: so ah went to da mountains an steyed dere
Thorald Vestar: Tha's a lon' toime teh beh sittin' in ze mountains.
Mason Stormhammer: *drinks his bottle as they talk*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah dinna think o' anythin better ta dew
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *shrugs*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *nods a bit*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: roight, roight
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *takes another swig of the bottle, listening idly*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a long swing from his bottle*
You no longer feel drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: dis be better than wha ah was getting
Buliwyff Gustaffson: way bettah
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: So...vhy 'ave yeh decoided to come down now...after all these years?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *seems curious*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Skogs swarmed me 'ouse... burnt it down wid all ah owned...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: cept vot ah cou' get on me pack 'orse
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: bastards they are
Thorald Vestar: *growls a bit*
You feel sober.
Mason Stormhammer: *hates em with a passion*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ja...
Thorald Vestar: Oi 'ate them skogs.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: guessin it be revenge fer all hem ones ah killed...
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Your body is free of alcohol.
Mason Stormhammer: *shakes his head a bit thinkin about it*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah loss count...
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: Squirreleh little tarts they beh.
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tarts would taste beter..
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: but ah been learnin tah moine ah 'ahve
Buliwyff Gustaffson: gained me sum coins loike tha
Kenzie O'Drennan: *suddenly bursts into laughter as she heard the word 'tart' used in such a way though*
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *quickly tried to hide it via bottle*
Thorald Vestar: *looks to Kenzie*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Thorald Vestar: Vhat's yer problem, lass?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shook her head slowly*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: must be mi ears
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Nuttin...
You no longer feel drunk.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *wagles em*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *grins*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: Vell, Kenzie 'ere says yeh beh vishin' teh join ze Fer Coadee, jah?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ja
You feel sober.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *nods a bit*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: met dem vuns called Mely an arn
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: told meh bout dis bein da kings Clan
Thorald Vestar: Roightleh, oi kinnae tell yeh that yeh can or can't....oi ken onleh talk to ze High
Thorald Vestar: King.
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: jah..
Your body is free of alcohol.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: figured it be a good idea t ajoin 'is
Thorald Vestar: *blows into his hands and rubs them together to warm them up*
Thorald Vestar: *quickly realizes what he did and stuffs his hands between his leg and the chair*
Thorald Vestar: *clears his throat*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to Thorald and laughs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Still col'? Oi gots de foir burn'n n the loik upstairs.. vhat mor ye wan?
Thorald Vestar: Nej, jes' spent to much toime in Arjat fer meh own goo'.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *dons a look of horror*
Thorald Vestar: They're dirt beh gritty.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *quirks a brow*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vot yeh be doin wid dem sand kickers
Kenzie O'Drennan: Oh Yrsa 'ow could ye bare ta stay in dat plaz
Thorald Vestar: Oi vas onleh there a veek or so.
Thorald Vestar: it jes' beh 'ot
Thorald Vestar: an' oi dinnae stay IN arjat
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Must be dem women hu do anything dem men want o' dem
Thorald Vestar: tha'd be crazeh
Kenzie O'Drennan: onleh?! Las toim oi vas der, oi was nearly pass'n oot after a few ;our
Thorald Vestar: yeh, it beh 'ot
Thorald Vestar: oi actualleh vent to all ze kingdoms
Kenzie O'Drennan: n vhat ye foind?
Thorald Vestar: oi vasn't lookin' fer anehthin'
Thorald Vestar: jes'....learnin' oi guess
Buliwyff Gustaffson: sand,swamsn and candeh
Kenzie O'Drennan: soit see'n?
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Thorald Vestar: oi vas e'en 'ere fer a bit...yeh jes' dinnae see meh *winks and grins*
Mason Stormhammer: *drinks some more an listens*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Vell das loikleh cuz oi vas nej luuk'n
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: oi'll be foine again in a few days
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vot dem Ji...lollylanini be loike? *get tongue tied*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi 'ope suw...
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: lost ye'r tolerance for the cold have ya?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: jes' a toineh bit
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: lollylanini eh?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: come on. your a valg. cold runs in our veins
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs a bit*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah dinnae know dem names
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: too complicated...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *tries again*
Mason Stormhammer: jillhani
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Jillaalalani
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh think'n dat word beh mor complicat'd dan de real un
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Thorald Vestar: Jill'aneh
Mason Stormhammer: i been there a few times
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Jilly
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods firmyl*
Mason Stormhammer: met that emporer Koma they call him
Thorald Vestar: Vhat is it tha' Daedric calls 'em? Uh.... Zoo-berreh?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *suddenly grows rather sullen at the thought of Jillhani and glares at her bottle*
Mason Stormhammer: strong man he is
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Dun them sand folds worship a crab?
Kenzie O'Drennan: zooberreh beh de 'ot land uns
Thorald Vestar: Oi alvays jes' called em arjat peoples.
Mason Stormhammer: *busts out laughing*
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Thorald Vestar: yeh
Thorald Vestar: a crab...vhat's so interestin' bout a crab anehvays
Buliwyff Gustaffson: 'ow kin ye worship a crab....
Mason Stormhammer: aye.
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Mason Stormhammer: they arent as hospitable as they claim
Buliwyff Gustaffson: sun be gettin ta der 'eads..
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh think'n awl dis toim it beh de scorps
Mason Stormhammer: got into an arguement with one of em once
Kenzie O'Drennan: show 'ow much oi pay attention ta da plaz
Thorald Vestar: Then yeh 'ave ze Derlin's an' thems beh loikin' that big lion man.
Mason Stormhammer: about why we valgs only take one woman for a wife
KenziesHorse: *Looks Hungry*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Liono dey call 'im
Mason Stormhammer: they claimed its couse we're poor
Thorald Vestar: poor
Thorald Vestar: *snickers*
Thorald Vestar: 'ardleh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah be poor..
Mason Stormhammer: well that pissed me off a bit
Kenzie O'Drennan: we're poor but mos o dem lif in tents
Mason Stormhammer: so i told him what would one who wipes his arse with his hand have a place callin
Mason Stormhammer: us poor
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Thorald Vestar: *looks to Bulliwyff*
Thorald Vestar: Maybeh nej fer lon' lad.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *laughs had nearly snarfing his mead*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *goes back to drinkin*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Oi!
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: tis good stuff Lass
Thorald Vestar: *looks up at the ceiling*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ta Kenzeee, fer bringin meh 'ere
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *holds up his bottle*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ysra bless ye lass
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a logn swing*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *smirks and lifts hers as well before taking a swif*
Thorald Vestar: *grins*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *swig too
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
You feel sober.
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *makes a toast to Buliwyff*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: good ta have ya outa the mountains lad
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka
Your body is free of alcohol.
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *takes a swig*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: good ta beh in a 'ouse biger han moine
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a swing and finishes off one bottle*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: this is a sight ya dont see everyday
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs a lil bit*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vot is tha
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: three skolls and a cieki sittin round drinkin together
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vere all children of Ysra
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: aye
Buliwyff Gustaffson: and equals wit da bottle
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Not unusual fer de Fer Coadee, actualeh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: just not used to seeyin it i guess
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: onleh cuz we dun beh 'av'n jez skoll in de clan
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *looks around a bit*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *kills off the second bottle*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *goes to take another swig only to realize the bottle is empty and grunts lowly*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *sips on his second*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *reaches for the otherone and replaces the it with the empty, uncorking and swig*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks over to Mason*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *uncorks the second bottle with a flick of his thumb*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Fer som'un tha dun drink mooch.. ye sur put dem down fas
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *sets the empy bottles on the floor in front of him*
You no longer feel drunk.
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: 'e's loiyin'
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a swing from the bottle*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: i said i dont drink much anymore
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Mason Stormhammer: used ta drink like a fish lass
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: teh ol' tolerance never leaves ya
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers*
You feel sober.
Thorald Vestar: if onleh ze derlins, zoo-berries, an' jill'aneh coul' keep up
Thorald Vestar: we coul' make a contest outta it
Mason Stormhammer: bah
Kenzie O'Drennan: *laughs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: ya roit
Mason Stormhammer: who needs em
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
MrBiglesworth: *Looks Hungry*
Thorald Vestar: o' couse ve vould still vin
Thorald Vestar: but....it'd beh fun
Your body is free of alcohol.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *takes another swig*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *leans back in the chair*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: good kitteh
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: So Kenzie, hu ya be merred ta
You feel sober.
Kenzie O'Drennan: merred?!?
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs outloud*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *chokes*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *checks for rings*
Thorald Vestar: *snickers*
Mason Stormhammer: good one lad
Kenzie O'Drennan: *coughs a few times and downs some more mead to get it to stop*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: whaaa...neh loike 'er bits an piees match ours....
Thorald Vestar: marrehd *roars with laughter*
Your body is free of alcohol.
You are drunk and stumble about.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: it's possible yeh...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Yeh..say da' loike it be a bad thing?...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: troin ta rush meh!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks her over*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye ain ev'n in de clan yit!
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Thorald Vestar: *laughs some more*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: jes loik em tho
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi!
You feel sober.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: hu said ah be troyin ta rush yeh!
Thorald Vestar: *stifles some more laughter*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah haven e'en asked ye which bed is yers yet
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *grumbles*
Thorald Vestar: yeh vere plannin' to? *winks and grins*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a swing of Mead*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi nah
Your body is free of alcohol.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *points his bottle at Thor*
Mason Stormhammer: carefull lad, she's a spitfire
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Da be fer meh ta dream ' an fer yeh ta.. *thinks for a good finisher but comes up
Buliwyff Gustaffson: blank*
KenziesHorse: *Looks Hungry*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ja da' thing
Thorald Vestar: *grins and drinks some more*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *drinks more of whats left in his bottle*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
It is Pre-dawn
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *stops and thinks about the conversation and chuckles again*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers and shakes her head a bit as she downs a bit more*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Dis bottle be gud
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
You are drunk and stumble about.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *loks at both of them*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Vaaaa!
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *elbows Thorald*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: eh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: vhat's tha' fer?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: fer laugh'n
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *eyes kenzie*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *mock laughs again*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: mehkn fun o' a por ol' man...
You feel sober.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *turns towards him and lowers her bottle to rest between her legs and puts up*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *both fists infront of er*
Thorald Vestar: 'ow yeh loike tha'? lil miss elbow pants!
Kenzie O'Drennan: Alroit! C'mon!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *grins*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: go a'ead, sock meh
Thorald Vestar: oi dare yeh
Your body is free of alcohol.
Thorald Vestar: *smiles*
Mason Stormhammer: *leans back to enjoy the show*
Thorald Vestar: in fac'....oi vant yeh to!
Kenzie O'Drennan: Dun tempt meh
Mason Stormhammer: *crosses his arms and watches*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *leans to Mason whisperin*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: They be lovers?...
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Mason Stormhammer: got me lad
Mason Stormhammer: *whispers back*
Mason Stormhammer: they sure fight like it though
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ey! Jes cuz yer da lead'r o the hirdsmen dun mean nutt'n!
Thorald Vestar: Yeh....so?
Thorald Vestar: *smiles*
Thorald Vestar: *glances to mason and buliwyff as they whisper back and forth*
Thorald Vestar: what yeh beh talkin' bout?
Mason Stormhammer: you
Thorald Vestar: *eyes them suspiciously*
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *goes to lower her arms though the right one lifts at the last moment to sock*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *thorald right in the jaw*
Thorald Vestar: *looks to her*
Thorald Vestar: yeh call tha' a punch?
Kenzie O'Drennan: Cours neh.. didnej wanna 'urt ye aft'r awl
Mason Stormhammer: *rubs his hands together and nudges Buly*
Mason Stormhammer: here we go lad
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods to Mason watching the two*
Thorald Vestar: *eyes her again*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *tries to refrain from laughing though is quickly failing*
Thorald Vestar: Yer luckeh. Raven vould kick meh arse iffen oi vas to fisticuffs yeh.
Kenzie O'Drennan: or moin
Thorald Vestar: *smiles and settles back in his chair*
Mason Stormhammer: oh come now
Mason Stormhammer: dont dissapoint us
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *lowers her arms and picks up her bottle to swig from*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Neh.. dun wan 'es woman all pissy
Mason Stormhammer: *was clearly waitin to see her whoop on Thor*
Thorald Vestar: *notes OOCly that she would have if he wouldn't have made the uber escape*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *cheers her on*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Bein small compaired to the rest o ya giants.. gives meh de advantage
Thorald Vestar: So...vhat 'bouts meh vhere yeh sayin'?
Kenzie O'Drennan: *smiles sweetly*
Thorald Vestar: *looks between the two*
Mason Stormhammer: *grins*
Mason Stormhammer: that she was gonna whop ye'r arse
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Mason Stormhammer: whooop even
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: so yeh aint gunna beat 'im up?
Mason Stormhammer: *cracks neck*
Thorald Vestar: *snickers*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Mr Bigglesworth yer a bad kitteh..
Thorald Vestar: *sighs a bit*
Thorald Vestar: *narrows his eyes at the wall*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *points at Mr Bigglesworth*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *peers to her left*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Whassa matta vit ye?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: 'e loikes yeh mebbe?
Mason Stormhammer: *cracks a wry smirk*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *is looking at Thorald*
Thorald Vestar: eh?
Thorald Vestar: nej, jes' thinkin' beh all. dun vorreh bout it.
Thorald Vestar: *smiles*
Thorald Vestar: e'eryone thinks cause yeh sigh yer sad er sumthin'
Mason Stormhammer: i thought ya were gonna hurl from all that mead ya done drank up
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Neh.. it vas de evol luuk o doom at meh wall dat got meh attent'n
Mason Stormhammer: somethin on ye'r mind Thor?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looksa t the wall for evil things*
Thorald Vestar: *shrugs*
Thorald Vestar: Oi'm foine.
Mason Stormhammer: *nods a bit*
Mason Stormhammer: if ya say so
Mason Stormhammer: dont go thinkin to hard
Thorald Vestar: yeh yeh...oi moight 'urt mehself roight?
Thorald Vestar: dun 'eard tha' thousan' toimes
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Thorald Vestar: *smiles*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *smirks*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: too moch thinkin' kin do that to yeh
Mason Stormhammer: well actually i was gonna say
Mason Stormhammer: it dont do ya no good thinkin bout somethin if ya cant change it
Buliwyff Gustaffson: woi yeh think all dem dyr'lens be so stoopid...
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: or densand people all spooky
Kenzie O'Drennan: *swirls her bottle around in a circular manner noting that it was also empty*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: finishes he last of his bottle
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: So yeh dinnaeanswer mi question ye' Kenzie
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi ain gitt'n merree
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *merred
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *chuckles*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: If'n oi vas... oi'd beh propos'n ta mehself
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
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Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: ne'er?
Kenzie O'Drennan: dunneh sound loik mooch fun
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *shrugs*
Mason Stormhammer: she just aint found the right man yet
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi dun beh think'n da King beh lett'n meh neh git merred
Saving World State. This may take up to 60 seconds.
Save finished.
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: whys that?
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: E'er since oi join'd dis clan.. 'em n de oth'rs been push'n meh ta
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *watches her*
Mason Stormhammer: hmm
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: wonder why
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'ell if'n oi beh know'n
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: ve 'ave?
Mason Stormhammer: maybe they think ya need someone to keep ye'r arse in line
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *thinks*
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *slides her eyes towards Bull*
Mason Stormhammer: *give her a joking look*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks then to Mason*
Kenzie O'Drennan: N ye beh think'n ya kin?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *laughs*
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: maybe him
Mason Stormhammer: *points at Bull*
Mason Stormhammer: I'm spoken for
Kenzie O'Drennan: If'n oi kin poot Thor 'ere on
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'es arse.. oi dun beh think'n Bull be hav'n mooch mor luck
Kenzie O'Drennan: Mhmm
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah loike a woman that can best meh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: shows ah aint gotta do all the work
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *huckels*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: bu' thass jus meh
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs a bit*
Thorald Vestar: *nods a bit*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ya.. but tha just means dat de woman can kick yer arse if'n ye dont
Buliwyff Gustaffson: an hu says da ahm just gunna sit there an let 'er hit meh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: we'll be needen new furniture tha day
Kenzie O'Drennan: ya dun hafta
Thorald Vestar: hm, goo' poin'
Thorald Vestar: yeh gots ta block and dodge
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: we kin beh verah persuasive if necessary
Kenzie O'Drennan: *nods*
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Thorald Vestar: *turns away with a laugh*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers*
Thorald Vestar: oi think ve know vhat tha' means
Thorald Vestar: or at leas' oi do....
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Vell
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *thinks of a good comeback*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: all in all, it just be foreplay...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods firmly not even sure if that will work*
Kenzie O'Drennan: nej if'n ye priviledges get revoked
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *ponders..*
Thorald Vestar: *coughs and sputters*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Thass cruel...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks at her*
Thorald Vestar: yeh dinnae 'ave to come out an' say it lass
You're absolutely famished!
Kenzie O'Drennan: There are worse things..
Thorald Vestar: yehe, loike nej 'avin' enough mead!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: worse thing ah could think o' ;ould be meh tallywhacker gettin cu' off
Kenzie O'Drennan: Den go git more!
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to Bull*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks down conciously*
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs outloud*
Kenzie O'Drennan: See now we on de sam page
Thorald Vestar: go get more tallywhackers?
Mason Stormhammer: i like this lad
Thorald Vestar: oi..dun think tha's possible...
Mason Stormhammer: he makes me laugh
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Buliwyff Gustaffson: *winks to Mason and looks back at Kenzie*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to Mason and grins a bit, then to Thorald*
Kenzie O'Drennan: More mead dagnabit
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah dun know vere it be
Kenzie O'Drennan: *elbows Thorald*
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'e kin show ye
Buliwyff Gustaffson: or ahd get i' since ah beh out meself
KenziesHorse: *Looks Famished*
Thorald Vestar: Vell, yeh dun 'ave aneh 'ere do yeh?
Kenzie O'Drennan: neh.. oi got dem frum de mead 'all
Thorald Vestar: Makin' meh go out in ze col'...*grumbles*
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Get us ta eet!
Mason Stormhammer: and he's the head hirdsman?
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers and nods*
Mason Stormhammer: *shakes his head*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: got a gu set o' legs on 'im
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ran like the wind
Mason Stormhammer: i bet couse his woman chases him alot screamin at his heals
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi kitteh!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: gud kitteh!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah loike yeh kitteh!
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *goes to sit down changing seats on purpose*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ait e a soight
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: playful bugger
Mason Stormhammer: *looks over and laughs under his breath*
Mason Stormhammer: carefull Lass
Mason Stormhammer: he been up in them mountains for a long time
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vaa. da kitteh wouldnt har a fly
Kenzie O'Drennan: Oi beh think'n oi kin 'andle em
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks at hr grinning*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looksa t mason*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yeh be puttin ide-ers in 'er head...ah moight wake up in a few pieces...
Kenzie O'Drennan: Onleh a few?
Mason Stormhammer: aint gotta ask my permision Lad
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Pah...Depens how well ah be sleepin
Mason Stormhammer: ya might wanna leave them leggins on if ye'r worried bout your tallywhacker
Mason Stormhammer: *laughs heartily*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *giggles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah aint dun nuthin ta make meh lose it... yet...
Mason Stormhammer: aye
Mason Stormhammer: yet
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Yet.. mmmm
Mason Stormhammer: where'd he run off to anyways?
Mason Stormhammer: back to town?
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh tink'n 'e got los
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Mason Stormhammer: proly ran back to the zuberiesto keep him warm with all them heram girls
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vot be a harem gurl
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickers*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *asks plainly not knowing*
Mason Stormhammer: them zuberies keep slaves and such
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi!
Kenzie O'Drennan: Many vomen ta un male be 'es 'arem
Mason Stormhammer: aye, soemthin like that
Buliwyff Gustaffson: va need is there for more than one woman
Mason Stormhammer: *shrugs*
Mason Stormhammer: you have been in them mountains a long time lad
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Differ'nt flav'r fer each day o de week
Mason Stormhammer: *shakes his head a bit*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Bah.. ah be 'appy ta 'ahve mi vun...
Mason Stormhammer: ahhh
Mason Stormhammer: there he is
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks over*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ye git los?
Mason Stormhammer: thought ya went and got lost
Thorald Vestar: *juggles some things in his arms*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *motions Thor to sit over there wtih his eyes while smiling*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Velkom
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Mason Stormhammer: *wry grin*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka
Mason Stormhammer: our friend here is tryin ta put the moves on Kenzie here
Thorald Vestar: None o' meh business. *grins*
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Mason Stormhammer: *nods*
Mason Stormhammer: but its been entertainin to watch
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yeh be putin suggestions in mi head
Mason Stormhammer: me?
Mason Stormhammer: *plays all innocent*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: nej meh mudder
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *flicks a crumb at Mason*
Mason Stormhammer: thank ya Thor
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *eats some bread and washes it down with some of the mead*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *watches Kenzie out the corner of his eye*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: mm
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: this food be lookin gud
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: nej vonder yeh took long
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *breaks off some meat from the ribs and munches on it chasing it down with mead*
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: we were startin ta think ya ran back ta them zuberies to get you a heram
Mason Stormhammer: *Laughs*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *munches on some bread, eyes flickering every now and then towards Mason and Thor*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *snickering a bit, sipping some mead*
Thorald Vestar: *grunts*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Oi ah ell ye. tha wench at the beer garden wates down tha ale..
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *waters even*
Mason Stormhammer: aye..
Mason Stormhammer: Channa
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ja
You are drunk and stumble about.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: sometimes i think its the dish water she be servin
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *ponders a bit*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *swigs down the rest of the bottle*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You feel sober.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *rubs his chin in thought*
Your body is free of alcohol.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looksa t Thor ad Mason*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
It is Dawn
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *uncorks his bottle and downs some of the mead*
Yum!
You are drunk and stumble about.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: Oi 'eard somethin' the other day...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: whassa
Buliwyff Gustaffson: like vot
Mason Stormhammer: *RALPH*
Mason Stormhammer: *sets another empty bottle on the floor at his feet*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: concernin' an Alliance o' some sort?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Thorald Vestar: Aneh of yeh know 'bout it?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Alliance of w'o/
Kenzie O'Drennan: ?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: alliance?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: An alliance of ze races 'gainst Abraxes.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: cant say i have
Thorald Vestar: Hm...
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: evereh toime a nation speaks of allionces some fewkin idiot tries to ake o'er the worl
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
You feel sober.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: whats this Abraxes?
Thorald Vestar: seems some people vhere speakin' on ze be'alf of all o' Valgard.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi...
Thorald Vestar: An, roightleh...oi dun loike ze soun' o' tha'.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh tink'n it de idiot that's try'n ta tak o'er de worl da we're try'n ta stop
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah didn agree to foight in neh foreign wars.....
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *is lost*
Your body is free of alcohol.
Thorald Vestar: Tha's ze problehm, Buliwyff. None o' them 'ad ze authority teh do so.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: nah, ifn e' kom 'eere... tha be a diffren story....
Thorald Vestar: Abraxes beh tha' demon in ze stone tha' the derlin's 'ad.
Thorald Vestar: Yeh remember tha'?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ah remember sum villagers speakin o' it vaguely
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi did 'ear from de townspeople dat 'e took a child
Mason Stormhammer: *shakes his head*
Mason Stormhammer: a deamon you say?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: vot koinda coward hoides be'ind a choild..
Mason Stormhammer: hmmph
Mason Stormhammer: he better be stayin outa valgard is all i know
Kenzie O'Drennan: 'e turn de choil inta demon n sent it to kill
Mason Stormhammer: aint scared of no deamon
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *tun lookng at Kenzie*
Kenzie O'Drennan: neh, the choil da vas taken vas from 'ere
Mason Stormhammer: oh?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: oi...
Kenzie O'Drennan: n un from all de oth'r regions tew
Thorald Vestar: Its nej tha' oi dun agree vith them somevhat...but they nej can speak fer Valgard as
Thorald Vestar: a whole.
Thorald Vestar: Roight?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Roight
Mason Stormhammer: who was doin the speakin?
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tha be a Kings call
Kenzie O'Drennan: they kinneh.. boot not mooch dey kin do if'n dey kinna foind de King
Thorald Vestar: Oi dun know yet.
Thorald Vestar: *says to Mason*
Mason Stormhammer: hmm.
Thorald Vestar: *looks to Kenzie*
Thorald Vestar: E'en so...
Mason Stormhammer: well if they are tryin to talk for a race tha taint theirs they need ta shut their trap
Thorald Vestar: nej, it vas some valgarins
Mason Stormhammer: dont need some alliance speakin for us when we have a voice of our own
Kenzie O'Drennan: neh mooch ve kin doo bout it eith'r till we find out facts
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
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Buliwyff Gustaffson: *nods to Kenzie*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ve'll see
Thorald Vestar: *grunts and nods*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Bah...
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes his bottle up klanking it on Kenzies*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: drink up
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *takes a long swing*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *looks over as he comes out of thought*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *drinks up*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
You see: half a Honey Mead
You are drunk and stumble about.
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: carefull lad, she'll drink ya under the table
You see: a shining diamond necklace of strength
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Mason Stormhammer: *winks at Kenzie*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: hat'll be the day
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks to Mason and grins*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: tha ain
Buliwyff Gustaffson: happen yet...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: yet eh?
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *is workin on the fourth bottle*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks down and cheeks flush red a bit though it was short lived*
You feel sober.
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *doesnt even appear to be drunk yet*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
You are extremely drunk
You feel less drunk.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *munches on some more ribs*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: This be gud laddy
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *to Thor*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *RALPH*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looska t Mason*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *lifs his foot*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *will ignots that*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Oi lad...
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
You no longer feel drunk.
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: careful before ye repattern 'er rug
Thorald Vestar: oi thought yeh said yeh coul' drink loike a fish?
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: lol
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *hic*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
You feel sober.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks around and sighs*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: This be so much noicer than wha' ah be used tah
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi beh think'n oi need'n rest
Buliwyff Gustaffson: me old home wa' smaler
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Thorald Vestar: *looks to her and nods*
Mason Stormhammer: *hic*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *hic*
Your body is free of alcohol.
Kenzie O'Drennan: ye three kin stay n chat if'n ye wanna.. but best be cleanin up ye messes
Mason Stormhammer: i guess that means i should be headin on home
Mason Stormhammer: *stacks up his bottles*
Thorald Vestar: *points to his pile of mess*
Thorald Vestar: Oi vould clean tha' up before she socks you too
Kenzie O'Drennan: *rises to stand and grabs her own bottles, finishing off the third one before moving*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *to throw them away*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks sideways at kenzie then at the floor*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks at the guys*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *cranes his neck back looking up*
Date: Shewan, 5051
Time of Day: Dawn
Mason Stormhammer: gotta make sure none of them skogs are tryin to move into broxbum
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yeh happeh lookin taller than meh?
Mason Stormhammer: *Smirks*
Thorald Vestar: Oi 'ave some letters to wroite mehself.
Mason Stormhammer: *looks them all over*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *peers down to Bill*
Mason Stormhammer: was nice meetin ya lad
Thorald Vestar: *sighs a bit*
Mason Stormhammer: *says to buly*
Thorald Vestar: <bill ahaha>
Buliwyff Gustaffson: pleasure was moine
Thorald Vestar: Farvael, Mason. Goo' 'untin'.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *holds out his forearm*
Mason Stormhammer: Aye, and you too Thor
Kenzie O'Drennan: *looks towards the three*
Mason Stormhammer: *shakes his hand firmly*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *clasps his forearmand slaps him on the shoulder*
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Buliwyff Gustaffson: Ah think this was too much fun for meh old bones
Mason Stormhammer: watch ye'r tallywhacker lad
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *laughs*
Mason Stormhammer: *Chuckles*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *eyes Mason*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks directly at Kenzie*
Mason Stormhammer: *smiles at her*
Mason Stormhammer: take care Lass
Mason Stormhammer: *walks to the door*
KenziesHorse: *Looks Famished*
Thorald Vestar: She 'as access to knives yeh know....
Kenzie O'Drennan: Keep it oop n ye moit hafteh watch yers tew
Kenzie O'Drennan: *grins*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: look wot ye two doin
Buliwyff Gustaffson: now ah gotta sleep wit leggins on...
Mason Stormhammer: *covers his groin as he walks out the door laughing*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *picks up the pile of bottles*
Mason Stormhammer: Yrsa be with you all
Kenzie O'Drennan: *laughs softly*
Mason Stormhammer: *waves back*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: yeh too
Kenzie O'Drennan: And ye
You see: Mason Stormhammer's Stormbringer
You see: Mason Stormhammer's Stormbringer
You see: Mason Stormhammer's Stormbringer
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Thorald Vestar: Oi think yeh vere sleepin' vith 'em anehvays.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: pleasure ta meetche too laddy
Buliwyff Gustaffson: well
Buliwyff Gustaffson: so far it looks needed thanks to yeh two
Kenzie O'Drennan: oi'm aboot ta keel ov'r.. rest easy ye two vhen yet git der
Thorald Vestar: Jah, an' oi'll see 'bout talkin' vith ze Thane.
Thorald Vestar: *looks to her*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka
Thorald Vestar: *nods*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: ver deese go?
Kenzie O'Drennan: de trashcan
Thorald Vestar: *smirks*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *points off into the corner where it should be but is missing*
Thorald Vestar: Farvael, Kenzie. Tacka.
Kenzie O'Drennan: farvael
Thorald Vestar: *smiles*
Thorald Vestar: Farvael, Buliwyff.
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *dumps the bottles in the trash and the leftover scraps he picked up*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Farevell
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *looks down to the tally*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: buggers..
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *smiles down at her*
Kenzie O'Drennan: wha
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka for allowin meh ta stay wid yeh.
Kenzie O'Drennan: *peers up at him and nods*
Kenzie O'Drennan: dun ment'n eet
Buliwyff Gustaffson: stay there kitteh!
Kenzie O'Drennan: *waves slightly in her half asleep stooper*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Sleep vell Kenzie
Buliwyff Gustaffson: and
Kenzie O'Drennan: aye, ye too
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *ponders*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *givers her a hug*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Tacka
Kenzie O'Drennan: *almost seemed about ready to deck him though relaxed as it was a hug and sighed,*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *a bit relieved*
Kenzie O'Drennan: Ja.. velkom
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *unfastens his armors*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: dun cut meh tallywacker off
Kenzie O'Drennan: ya keep it out o meh reach n oi kinneh
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *laughs*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: Sleep well Kenzie
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *removes the rest of is clothing*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *keeps his kilt on to keep his bits n pieces warm*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *slips on a nightgown after peeling off layers of armor and clothing and crawls into*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *lays on the bed with a sigh of relief peeking slightly through the curtain to admire h*
Kenzie O'Drennan: *bed and under the covers*
Buliwyff Gustaffson: *her before going to sleep*