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* Rhys wanders in from the back room, lighting the lamps and unlocking the door with his silver key. He returns behind the bar. "Hall's open." * Sabrina walks into the hall smiling brightly. She is wearing a bright blue dress and a multi colored comb in her hair. She steps up to the bar and slips onto a stool. "Hey Rhys" <Rhys> Evening, Sabrina. Water? * Fosst is sitting at a table in the corner, with a plate of fruit and a pitcher of water in front of him. There are several disheveled books near him, and he's reading one presently. He's wearing a simple outfit, with a white tunic and black trousers. * Sabrina nods "Yes thank you" * Kevil enters with Loria. He pulls off his cloak and warms his hands briefly by the fire before going to sit at the bar. "Good evening, Sir Rhys.... I would appreciate a mug of meade, when you get a chance." He smiles a greeting at Sabrina, and nods cordially to Fosst. * Sabrina smiles back to Kevil and Loria "Good evening you two" * Loria walks in, or perhaps walks would be the wrong word. She stalks in, wearing her leather armor as if it personally offended her. She looks grouchy and somewhat disheveled. * Rhys pours Sabrina a mug of water. "How'd your singing go?" * Fosst hears the sound of conversation and looks up. He grins, and nods to Sabrina and Kevil. "Good evening." * Michelle enters wearing a red dress and bodice over a white blouse and petticoats. She's also wearing red shoes and white stockings. Her hair flows freely down to her knees and her moon earring shines brightly from her right ear. * Lisl enters, wearing her usual grey-and-green suedes and carrying the bow-staff San gave her. "'Evening, all. 'Kick, please, Rhys?" <Rhys> Of course, Kevil. ::pours him a mug of meade:: Loria, can I get you anything? * Sabrina smiles at Rhys and sips the water. "I think it went well. My teaches might have a different opinion though" She grins at Kevil. <Lisl> ::grinning a little:: You look... tight, Loria. <Rhys> ::as he pours Lisl her mug of the slightly oily, clear liquid:: What can I get you, Michelle? <Michelle> Good evening everyone. * Kevil takes a sip of his meade and glances over at Sabrina. "What singing?" * Loria sets her shield down near the bar, turning it around so the sunburst sigil faces outward. "Brandy? Please?" * Michelle walks over to the bar and perches on a stool. <Sabrina> My grilling ::she chuckles:: * Sabrina smiles to Michelle "Good evening Michelle" * Michelle thinks, "Wine sounds nice Rhys. I'm in a good mood for no apparent reason." * Michelle smiles brightly. <Rhys> Of course, Loria. Sembian, naturally. ::he pours her a snifter of Sembian brandy:: <Kevil> Ah, and here I thought I had allowed you breath with which to breathe another note, and was about to berate myself for such laxness... ::he grins and takes another sip:: <Michelle> Good evening Sabrina. * Sabrina chuckles <Rhys> Very well, Michelle, wine. White? Red? Blush? <Lisl> ::grins:: Thanks, Rhys. ::lifts the mug and sips:: * Michelle thinks, "Red please." * Loria picks up her brandy and glowers at it, swirling it around in the snifter. She takes a large gulp, then, breathing a bit hoarsely, turns to Kevil. <Loria> So... any thoughts on which property you liked? * Rhys pours Michelle a goblet of the Arabellan. "Malkier's out of town, so we seem to have some back in stock again." * Sabrina glances over to Fosst and picks up her mug. She slips from her stool and walks over to him. * Lisl glances sidelong at Sabrina, and smiles to herself. * Ardem walks into the hall and looks around * Fosst takes a sip from his water, and nods in greeting to Sabrina as she approaches. "Good evening, Sabryna." * Michelle giggles, "This is true. Maybe we should have a party and force him to drink something else when he gets back." <Kevil> ::takes another sip of meade as he considers Loria's question, then nods:: The place on Edele Street I thought was quite fetching, if a little small... I very much liked the garden in the one on... was it Waymart? The one with the music room you liked? * Sabrina smiles and takes a breath before responding in Uthgardt to Fosst. It is only a bit muddled. * Ardem strolls over to the bar and smiles when he sees Sabrina then takes a seat. <Rhys> Evening, Ardem. You're better clothed than before, I see. What can I get for you? <Loria> ::nodding:: It seemed a bit large though, my heart... ::grins:: * Lisl cocks an ear in Sabrina's direction, tips her head, and nods to herself. <Ardem> Evening Rhys ::smiles:: I'll have one of those dark ales. * Fosst lowers his book, and almost double-takes. He smiles broadly, and begins to speak in a guttural but warm tone of voice to Sabrina. <Lisl> ::grins at Loria, taking another swallow of 'kick:: It's for all the children he's planning for you... after all, you've got to follow in Nach's footsteps now, don't you? <Kevil> Well... ::seems a bit nonplussed at Loria's comment, and then laughs at Lisl's:: I *was* thinking of an expanding family, yes, though I don't know that we need *quite* equal the Lady Imp's brood... * Michelle smiles and sips her wine, watching everyone and listening to the conversations. * Loria whirls around, her hand automatically going to her waist to keep her mace from smacking someone in the legs. "Not *that* many children I hope!" * Rhys pours Ardem a mug of almost black ale. "Here you go." * Lisl chuckles. <Ardem> Thank you kind sir. How have you been? ::takes a long swig of the ale:: <Rhys> I've been well, I suppose. Still struggling my way through the Hall's books for the end of the year accounting. * Ardem nods "That can always be a headache" * Sabrina bites her lips and looks thoughtful for a moment. She replies in Uthgardt, sounding a bit more confident. * Fosst nods in comprehension, and replies, at a slightly slower pace. <Kevil> Was there another place you preferred, n'shava? <Loria> ::considers:: Well, the one with the pink shutters wasn't too bad, but it needs a lot of work... and a good paint job. ::glances at Lisl:: What would possess someone to paint a house pale green with pink shutters? <Kevil> ::glances briefly at Sabrina and Fosst, and mutters:: I can see I will need lessons... * Fosst looks over and sees Lisl, and nods again. <Lisl> ::taking another swallow and shuddering:: "Possessed" sounds about right. * Sabrina smiles and glances over to Lisl. "Lisl has been kind enough to teach me." she looks back to Fosst and continues in Uthgardt. <Lisl> ::grins:: Hey, I offered, Kevil. Not my fault she took me up on them first. <Kevil> ::shudders at Loria's description of the house:: With red roof-tiles, no less... ::sighs:: <Kevil> ::grins at Lisl:: Ah, but I would rather learn a language from a native speaker, which reduces one's accent significantly. <Lisl> ::winces:: Well... I supposed you'd never have a problem finding the place. <Lisl> ::grins at Kevil:: Ah, and what, in your estimation, qualifies as a "native speaker"? <Loria> ::nodding:: In the dark, if you were blind... but the inside was nice... except for the roof leaks... <Ardem> You needing any help with the numbers? <Kevil> ::raises an eyebrow at Lisl:: One for whom the language was a milk tongue, or near as... What do *you* call a "native speaker"? * Fosst replies, {I appreciate your concern--that's very kind. Perhaps you can help explain something to me...} * Sabrina nods and sits in the chair at his table. {I will do my best} <Kevil> ::smiles at Loria:: Paint, *and* a repair to the roof, and the current owner unwilling to drop his price to accommodate them... and if the roof has leaked, one may be certain that some of the walls will require repair... ::shakes his head:: I do not think that is the house for us, n'shava, with any amount of paint. * Ardem drinks more of his ale and looks to Rhys <Lisl> A milk-- ::frowns in puzzlement a moment:: Ah. Okay. Well... I lived near and with the "natives" for... ::thinks:: nigh on forty years... some time ago. As I understand, my father's family hailed originally from that region. <Rhys> Oh, sorry, Ardem. Lost in thought. No, I think I've mostly wrangled them into submission. <Loria> ::pouts a little:: But the gardens were nice... ah well... my head is spinning, trying to remember it all.... and the factor... ::she sniggers:: His beard looks like some small wretched animal died on his face... I have such trouble taking him seriously. * Fosst holds open one of the books he's been studying and shows it to her. {This diagram--what is the word for it?} It's a diagram of some kind of plant. <Kevil> Ah? ::grins at Lisl:: Have you an accent? * Ardem nods "well good then, your headache is almost over" * Rhys grins. "That's how I'm trying to look at it." * Ardem chuckles <Kevil> ::laughs and kisses the top of Loria's head:: He is an excellent factor, however. * Michelle sips her wine. * Sabrina looks at the book and furrows her brow, looking thoughtful. <Lisl> ::grins:: For that, you'd have to ask Fosst. ::nods towards him:: If anything, I'd probably drop an antiquated turn of phrase from time to time. But... when I was there, at least, it didn't do to sound like an outsider. <Kevil> Hmm. ::grins and shrugs:: Perhaps when I have some spare time... At the moment, I am occupied in house-hunting. <Loria> ::takes another sip of brandy:: * Sabrina shakes her head a bit {I'm sorry. I do not know} She glances around, and then looks back to Fosst "Perhaps Michelle would know" <Lisl> ::grins:: Oh? What weapon do you use, for houses? * Ardem looks around to see who's here, and returns to his ale. <Loria> Lots and lots and lots of patience... <Ardem> You needing any other kind of help around here? <Kevil> ::laughs:: Apparently, one bludgeons them into submission with a large purse. * Fosst nods. {The words are very oblique--er... strange, you could say. I must familiarize myself with them.} * Fosst asks, {I'm afraid I have not met... Miss, Michelle?} <Loria> ::grumbles a little:: I think I've been shown the insides of more kitchen drawers than I'd use in a lifetime... ::laughs:: Like I look like I'd know what to do with a kitchen, right now... even if that's true the rest of the time, anyway. <Rhys> Oh, no thank you. We mostly have things in hand, and when we need an extra, I can bring a lert in to do some cleaning up. <Kevil> *I* cook... ::he frowns:: And that place with the nice ironwork on the gates? That kitchen was *terrible*. * Sabrina listens carefully and nods a bit. She thinks a moment and then responds {I can let you meet her if you'd like} <Lisl> ::grins at Loria, nodding to her armor and the shield by her foot:: Is house hunting that dangerous, then? * Fosst smiles, and lightly closes the book. {I'd be charmed.} <Loria> ::snorts:: No... Master Bjorn says I don't "move natural-like" in my armor, so, I have to wear it for the next few days all the time... ::sighs:: I have blisters in places I didn't know I had... * Sabrina nods and stands. She drinks the rest of the water in her mug and leads Fosst over to Michelle. <Kevil> ::grins at Loria:: I knew. <Lisl> Bjorn? ::raises an eyebrow:: Not Bjorn Ironguard? * Michelle sips her wine and watches Sabrina and Fosst approach. * Sabrina slides her mug onto the bar and smiles to Michelle "Michelle I'd like to introduce you to Fosst." she turns to Fosst. "Fosst this is Michelle" * Fosst bows politely. * Michelle nods her head to Fosst, "A pleasure to meet you." <Loria> ::finishes off her brandy:: You know him? Big man... with a beard ::gestures to indicate a very full, bushy beard:: and a scar along this side of his face? ::traces her hand down the right side of her cheek:: * Fosst replies, "Good to meet you, as well. Could I ask somethying of you?" <Kevil> ::mumbles:: One suspects him of being half-dwarf? <Lisl> ::grins wickedly:: Oh, I know him alright. I *gave* him that scar. * Sabrina glances to Rhys * Michelle smiles at Fosst, "Certainly." <Rhys> More water, Sabrina? * Sabrina nods and smiles "Yes please" * Rhys refills Sabrina's mug. <Loria> ::blinks:: Maybe I shouldn't mention I know you then... I'd hate for him to actually use that... what did he call it? A Lock-something or other Ax. * Ardem yawns and finishes up his ale. * Sabrina takes the mug and drinks most of it before setting it back on the bar top * Fosst idly pulls forward two stools and sits on one, flipping open his book and showing the page. On the page is a large diagram of a plant. * Sabrina glances over to Ardem and takes two steps over to him "Hello Ardem" * Michelle sips her wine and looks at the diagram, "Yes?" <Fosst> "What is the word for thys--section, of the plant?" ::gestures to the taproot:: * Ardem looks to Sabrina and smiles. "Hello there" <Sabrina> I wanted to let you know I am singing in the market square this week. If you are interested in coming to listen. * Michelle examines the picture, "How specific an answer do you want?" <Ardem> I'd love to hear you sing! * Lisl takes another swallow of 'kick. "Lochaber Axe?" She chuckles. "Gods, still wishing he'd been born a dwarf... he's not changed in *decades*... no, there's no hard feelings between us. Opposite sides of a few wars, and he beat me to a treasure trove once, but that's just business. We always drank together afterwards. Please, tell him I said hello. And *don't* tell him that I could still drink him under the table." * Sabrina nods and smiles "I thought you might" * Rhys looks at the mug Sabrina left on the bar top, and refills it. <Ardem> So how have you been? <Loria> ::smiling:: Everyone I asked said he was the best for mace-training... <Sabrina> Good ::smiles:: Busy as usual, moreso now that Kevil is back. <Ardem> Kevil? ::looks at her questioningly:: <Kevil> ::turns his head toward Sabrina, having caught his name:: You should have not turned lazy while I was away, then, Apprentice! <Lisl> ::nods:: Yes, if he's taking students now, definitely. You'll learn a lot from him, I'm sure. * Sabrina turns and grins at Kevil and then looks back to Ardem. "Yes Kevil, her is my teacher. Come I'll introduce you to him" She takes Ardem's arm and tugs him over to Kevil. * Ardem gets tugged but doesn't really seem to mind. * Kevil turns around on his barstool to face Sabrina and Ardem, looking the young mage over with a cool, appraising look as they approach. * Sabrina grins and gestures to Kevil "This is Kevil, Master Bard. KEvil this is Ardem" <Ardem> Hello sir ::offer a hand to shake:: <Kevil> ::takes Ardem's hand:: My songbird told me of you, Master Ardem. I am glad to meet you. * Ardem smiles "Hope it was all good." * Ardem glances at Sabrina and then back to Kevil. <Lisl> ::shakes her head, muttering to herself:: One of these days, someone's going to take him literally, and think he talks to animals... * Sabrina smiles to Ardem * Loria looks curiously at Sabrina's friend. <Kevil> ::half-smiles:: I understand you are responsible for removing her from the dire situation of which she had despaired, for which no amount of thanks could possibly be sufficient. <Ardem> None are needed, I did what I thought was necessary. It appears, she is in a much better place anyway. * Lisl takes another swallow of 'kick. * Sabrina nods a bit and gestures to Loria "And this is Loria" <Loria> ::glancing at Lisl:: He does... carries on whole conversations with Pepper... he hasn't answered back yet, or at least not that I've heard. * Loria bobs a curtsey, which looks extremely strange in her armor. <Lisl> ::snorts:: Cats almost never answer back... you might make the mistake of thinking they'd actually pay attention to you, if they did. * Ardem stifles a chuckle, and smiles to her. "Good evening Loria" * Sabrina glances back at Michelle and Fosst. <Kevil> ::grins at Lisl:: But one always knows where one stands with a cat - they are never backward in making their opinions known. <Lisl> ::snorts:: Cats are nothing *but* forward. * Ardem chuckles. "try being one." <Kevil> ::eyes Ardem:: Being... a cat? * Ardem nods <Kevil> ::glances at Lisl, then looks back at Ardem:: Are you often a cat? * Lisl snorts disgustedly, and has another swallow of 'kick. <Ardem> well, lately for a few days, but before that, not in a long time. <Kevil> ::raises an eyebrow, speaking carefully:: You are a cat... beyond your own controlling? Dare I ask why? * Ardem laughs a little. "not by choice actually" <Ardem> I was trying to be a wolf. My spells aren't exactly working properly here. <Lisl> ::Raises an eyebrow:: That's a pretty big "not working properly," I'd say. <Kevil> Ah. ::looks enlightened:: As shape-shifting spell. I have some knowledge, but no skill, of those. <Sabrina> Excuse me ::she ducks away from Kevil and Ardem and goes to get her mug, drinking the rest of the water. She pushes the empty mug back to Rhys and slips onto the stool next to Fosst.:: <Loria> Oh... ::blinks at Ardem a minute, then turns to Lisl:: That reminds me, I want to ask you something later. * Rhys looks at the mug. "More, Sabrina?" * Sabrina nods to him <Lisl> Mm? ::blinks at Loria, and nods:: * Rhys fishes under the bar and comes out with a large frosted glass pitcher which he fills with water and sets in front of Sabrina. "Please, help yourself..." * Sabrina grins at Rhys and fills her mug "Thank you kind sir" * Ardem nods. "I tried to heal a deer the other day and ended up making it cross eyed." * Michelle sips her wine. <Lisl> ::snorts:: You should talk to Zoya... that almost sounds like her line. <Kevil> ::looks at Lisl with a faint smile:: Making animals cross-eyed? <Lisl> I was thinking more... ::wiggling her fingers:: surges. You know. <Loria> ::swishes the last little bit of her brandy around in her glass:: <Rhys> Another once that is up, Loria? <Loria> Oh. Certainly... ::smiles at Rhys:: I'm sorry, I was just thinking... * Ardem yawns a bit and nods to the two "It was a pleasure meeting you two, but I really must get some sleep" <Kevil> Ah... ::considers:: So far as I know, she has never surged someone cross-eyed. ::mutters irritably:: PURPLE, yes... <Lisl> ::glances at Loria, taking another swallow of 'kick:: The armor was from Her, too? <Rhys> Thinking is nice, I try to indulge myself every once in a while. What's on your mind? ::pours Loria a slightly smaller snifter of brandy:: <Lisl> ::grins:: You as well, Ardem. Sleep sweet. <Kevil> ::nods to Ardem:: A pleasure. Rest well. <Michelle> Goodnight Ardem. <Lisl> ::to Kevil:: Purple? ALL of you? I just got the ring-necked pheasant look... in blue. ::touches her neck in memory:: * Sabrina glances over and waves to Ardem "All week in the market square" <Kevil> ::sighs dramatically:: At least we all three matched... <Kevil> ...and it could have been a *worse* shade. <Lisl> ::snickers:: Right... it could have been pink. <Ardem> goodnight to you folks. <Ardem> and I shall see you in the market * Ardem smiles to Sabrina and heads to his room. <Loria> ::finishes off her one glass and picks up the other:: Oh, houses, money, dresses, dreams with shadowy figures wielding large swords... that sort of thing. * Sabrina returns the smiles <Rhys> My, how charming. <Kevil> ::comfortingly, to Loria:: I told you, n'shava, such dreams are not uncommon when one begins training. They will fade, I promise. * Michelle sips her wine. <Lisl> ::frowns a little:: You've been having lots of these, Loria? <Loria> ::nodding:: They tend to be almost exactly the same. He doesn't do anything, he's just standing there... ::she shivers:: Tall and I can't quite see him, but somehow, he looks... I don't know... familiar, somehow. <Kevil> ::puts his arm around Loria's shoulder, and looks for a brief instant irritated by the armor's interference. He settles for stroking her hair instead:: <Lisl> ::frowns deeper:: Have you talked to anyone besides Kevil about these? <Loria> ::shakes her head:: Should I? <Lisl> ::quirks an eyebrow:: When'd you start having them, do you remember? <Kevil> ::glances at Lisl:: I thought, if they troubled her yet in a few weeks... ::he shrugs:: I had a dream for the entire first month of my training that I was forced to kill my own son... And I was only six. <Loria> ::twisting her hands together absently, her knuckles white:: Maybe a week ago or so... I think... I think I woke Kevil, the first time. <Kevil> ::makes a face:: It seems only fair, the number of times I have woken you. <Lisl> ::looks at Kevil:: Yes, but you haven't been cased in god armor from head to toe non-stop... <Kevil> ::looks at Lisl with a smirk:: She hasn't been *sleeping* in it. * Sabrina drinks her water and smiles to Michelle "How have you been Michelle?" * Loria blushes, taking a quick sip of her brandy. <Lisl> ::snickers:: Lucky you. * Michelle sips her wine, "Alright Sabrina. How has the singing been going?" * Loria blushes harder, turning red to the roots of her hair. Absently she kicks Kevil in the leg. "Stop that..." <Sabrina> Good ::smiles:: Busier now that Kevil is back ::she chuckles a bit:: <Kevil> OW! ::he rubs his leg, grinning:: In any case, if it would ease your mind, n'shava, to speak with Lady Im- er, Nacheyla, about the thing, there can be no harm... <Kevil> ::glances over at Sabrina:: If you continue complaining, Apprentice, we can find yet more for you to do... ::he smiles in a way that says the threat is far from idle:: <Lisl> ::grins:: This, from the man who sleeps 'til nearly noon... <Sabrina> ::grins over at Kevil:: I was hardly complaining dear teacher. Simply stating the facts. <Kevil> ::looks at Lisl with a grin:: And works, when needful, until very nearly the break of dawn. * Lisl chuckles and has another swallow of 'kick. <Loria> ::tracing patterns absently on the bar:: Do you really like the house on Waymart? The one with the atrium? It seems so expensive. * Rhys looks up absently. "Ah, yes, that smells ready. I'll be right back." * Rhys disappears into the back room and comes out with a loaf of bread on a platter. "I was in a baking mood. I hope no one objects to it." * Michelle grins, "At you baking or at being asked to eat your baking?" <Lisl> Object? To your baking? We're not trolls, man! * Rhys begins to cut thick slices of bread. "Either or, Michelle. Anyone care for some?" <Kevil> ::nods and leans back:: I like it. It reminds me, a little, of home, with the center garden so... ::he smiles:: As for the cost... I think it was a reasonable price, given the size and location. I certainly cannot hand over the full sum in cash, but I believe the factor will do well by us. <Loria> ::takes a slice of bread and turns to Lisl:: Trolls don't eat bread? * Michelle smiles, "I suppose I could subject myself to your culinary skills." Winks at Rhys as she takes a slice. <Lisl> Trolls eat flesh. And rocks. <Lisl> They'd eat *my* bread, but they'd turn up their noses at Rhys's. <Loria> ::shudders, putting her slice of bread down abruptly:: <Lisl> Loria? I'm sorry... ::makes a face:: Some things aren't dinner conversation... * Sabrina snags a piece and takes a bite then drinks most of her water. <Kevil> ::sighs softly and strokes Loria's hair again:: Do not worry at it so, n'shava... * Michelle takes a bite of her bread, sighing contentedly. <Kevil> ::snags his own slice of bread and takes a bite, then grins at Loria:: Lisl most certainly did NOT make this bread. * Rhys fetches small crocks of butter and honey from the kitchen. "I'm so glad that no one objected.. and Loria, don't let Lisl put you off your appetite." * Lisl snags a slice, and chews. <Loria> ::absently nibbles around the edge of her slice:: I'm sorry... I'm just feeling a little... off, I guess. <Kevil> Ah! ::takes the honey crock and dribbles honey all over the remains of his slice of bread, then offers it to Loria:: I understand. But you will not feel better if you do not eat. * Michelle grins, "Oh no, butter. Now I'll have to have a second slice." Continues to eat her bread. * Sabrina chuckles a bit and finishes her piece "I might have to have another with you Michelle" <Kevil> ::grins down the bar at Michelle:: And honey! You might require *two* more slices! * Lisl finishes her slice and has another, disdaining butter. "Mfl." She swallows. "Good, Rhys." * Michelle smiles at Kevil, "I was a child the last time I could eat bread and honey. it's too sweet now." <Rhys> Why, thank you, Lisl. <Loria> ::drips a blob of honey on her slice and pushes the pot down the bar:: <Kevil> ::widens his eyes at Michelle in mock-horror:: Bite your tongue, woman! ::grins:: Better yet, bite the bread. ::he suits actions to words:: * Michelle finishes her slice and begins buttering a second. * Sabrina takes another piece and puts a bit of honey on it. She takes a bit and closes her eyes "Mmmm divine" <Lisl> ::chuckles:: Is there no end to your culinary talent, Rhys? * Michelle blinks, "Actually that's not true. I had a craving for peas and honey a couple of times while I was pregnant." * Sabrina wrinkles her nose and opens her eyes "Peas and honey?" <Loria> ::flinches:: Oh, that sounds horrid... ::looks at Michelle with wide eyes, absently chewing her mouthful:: * Lisl snags a third slice. "As we're still eating, I won't *tell* you what my pregnancy cravings were like..." <Rhys> Of course there is, Lisl. I can't make souffle. <Kevil> ::waves dismissively:: Pregnancy cravings do not count! * Michelle smiles, "Then I don't like honey anymore." <Lisl> :;raises an eyebrow:: Souffle? <Kevil> ::smiles at Rhys:: Zoya made a perfectly wonderful souffle once... ::sighs dejectedly:: Too bad it was meant to be griddle-cake... <Lisl> Aren't those like... omelettes with air in them? * Lisl tilts back her head and finishes off her 'kick, blinking and putting a hand over her stomach for a moment. She belches, and covers her mouth. "Oh! Excuse me." <Rhys> It has eggs in it, but... I suppose you could simplify it that way. <Rhys> And you're excused. * Kevil ponders the souffle for a moment longer, then sighs, shakes his head, and finishes the last swallow of his meade. <Lisl> ::grins:: Thank you. * Sabrina finishes her bread and water and slips from her stool "Well I am off for home. Goodnight everyone" <Lisl> I should have remembered not to top off bread with 'kick. Ferments. * Loria tucks the last bit of bread in her mouth, absently licking her fingers. <Rhys> Good night, Sabrina. Be careful on the walk home. <Lisl> Goodnight, Sabrina! <Kevil> ::smiles at Sabrina:: Good night, Apprentice. ::he waits until she is nearly out the door, then calls after her:: And PRACTICE! <Michelle> Goodnight Sabrina. ::finishes her slice of bread:: * Sabrina nods to Rhys and head out. She giggles as she slips out the door into the night. <Lisl> ::chuckling:: She is, Kevil, she's just got a little more to practice now. She's asked me for a few lessons, too. <Kevil> ::grins at Lisl:: If you think that will buy her any mercy from me, you are sorely mistaken. <Lisl> ::chuckles:: Kevil, I never had you pegged for such a slave-driver. <Loria> ::winces, her finger still in her mouth:: <Lisl> ::makes a face:: Gods, I'm really stepping in it tonight, aren't I? ::shakes her head:: Sorry, Kevil, figure of speech. <Kevil> ::eyes Loria, then smiles at Lisl:: It has been said that as a teacher, I am somewhat overly demanding. And yet! - not one of my students was ever denied their passing. ::he glances toward the door:: I have, actually, been rather *more* gentle with her than any prior student. <Lisl> Is that the way things are done, back home? <Loria> ::eyes Kevil dubiously:: I guess I'm glad I'm not a student, then... <Lisl> ::grins:: You're punished enough by having to live with him, Loria. * Michelle smiles and sips her wine. <Kevil> ::shrugs:: Every teacher is different. I am... less than patient, sometimes. A fault, I admit. <Kevil> ::he smiles at Loria:: We learn a great deal from each other, n'shava. But no, I would not for the world attempt to teach formally one I loved. <Loria> ::blushing a little:: Well, then I'm an unrepentant sinner, since I intend to continue with that punishment, indefinitely. * Michelle grins, "Good for you Loria." * Kevil smiles and kisses the top of Loria's head. "I am glad to hear that." <Rhys> Last call, gentles. <Kevil> ::nods and heads for the fire to pick up his cloak where he had hung it:: Come, n'shava, let us go home and pry you out of your armor... <Loria> ::finishing off her brandy, she sets the snifter down on the bar:: Perhaps we should take the house with the atrium... at least there was a lot of closet space... * Lisl is unable to restrain an amused snort. * Michelle finishes her wine, "I should be heading home myself and make certain that Mira's gotten her little sprite to bed." <Loria> ::glances at Michelle:: <Lisl> Sprite? ::looking moderately alarmed:: She's got pets, now? <Kevil> ::unabashedly:: You see! A multitude of advantages! Space for my wardrobe *and* you, all in one building - who would have thought it? <Loria> ::holds her hands out about two feet apart:: Yeah, about this much space for me... * Michelle smiles at Loria, "Temire's looking after Ilarion's daughter while he's taking care of some business." <Kevil> ::eyes Loria's measurement, then grins:: I suppose we will just have to be cozy in such a small space, d'va? <Loria> ::nodding:: Va. Very cozy. <Lisl> Oh, a child... hm. <Kevil> ::laughs and puts his arm around Loria's shoulder, ignoring the armor:: Come, n'shava, let us go and wedge ourselves into what space my wardrobe allows. * Michelle waves, "Goodnight everyone!" and heads out the door. <Loria> ::looking over at Lisl:: Would you walk with us? I still have that question... <Lisl> ::nods:: Certainly. ::sets her mug on the floor and taps it to send it waddling off towards the kitchen, and slides off her stool:: <Kevil> I bid you good night, then, Master Rhys, Lady Michelle... ::he heads toward the door and opens it for Loria and Lisl:: * Loria picks up her shield with a sigh of resignation. <Lisl> My thanks, Master Kevil. ::grins and bows in a floridly high-court fashion that looks patently ridiculous in suedes, before strolling out the door:: * Rhys grins back at Loria. "Has anyone told you yet to come back with your shield or on it?" <Loria> ::groans, unbuckling her helm from her belt and squashing it on her head:: Yes. <Lisl> 'Night Rhys! ::waves:: <Kevil> ::winces and steps back a little further as Loria passes:: * Loria sighs, leaving the Hall. |
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