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* Rhys comes in from the back room, still giving a suspicious glance into the darker corners of the Hall. He unlocks the door with his silver key and returns behind the bar. "Hall's open." * Zoya enters the Hall, dressed not in her usual shimmering robes but something much more utilitarian, with grass stains in the general vicinity of the knees. Her long white hair is piled somewhat messily on top of her head and tied with a kerchief. She looks around briefly, then heads for the bar. "Rhys... How are you tonight?" * Sabrina walks into the hall wearing a deep green dress. She has a silver pin in the shape of a lute on her collar. She walks up and sits on a stool at the bar. * Ardem walks into the in and looks around before heading to the bar and taking a seat. * Lisl enters, dressed in her usual hunting suedes, and looks around as she comes in. "Zoya! You made it." She grins. "Good, I don't have to come get you." <Rhys> I'm all right, Zoya. Pulling my second week. Nacheyla's burden grows heavier, it seems. <Zoya> ::grins at Lisl:: I *did* give my word... * Deanna enters. She's dressed conservatively for once in a white blouse and forest green skirt. A wooden band carved and painted too look like leaves holds her long red hair back. <Rhys> Evening, Sabrina. Water? <Zoya> ::to Rhys:: I understand they do that... Is she unwell, or just tired of carrying the burden? <Lisl> Aye, well, that doesn't keep you from forgetting what *day* it is. * Sabrina nods, looking rather distracted. <Rhys> I'm not sure, High Priestess. She simply sent word that she was unable to open tonight, and would I please take her place. <Lisl> ::approaching the bar, taking a seat:: Any messages for me, Rhys? * Rhys pours Sabrina a mug of water. <Rhys> Sorry, Lisl, there isn't. Should there be? * Dulcea steps through the front door and stops to survey the patrons. She is wearing a blue velvet doublet and matching wool and silk petticoat. * Ardem looks to Rhys and nods "Might I get some water?" * Deanna walks over to the bar and has a seat, "Good evening everyone." <Zoya> ::chuckles at Lisl's comment:: Well, no, but you woke me up yesterday, remember? <Rhys> Of course, Ardem. ::pours Ardem a mug of water:: * Sabrina takes the water and goes to sit at a table near the bar. <Lisl> ::glancing at Zoya:: He's been kicking a good deal more. And her back's been bothering her. <Zoya> ::raises an eyebrow at Rhys:: "High Priestess" My, aren't we formal tonight? <Rhys> Deanna, good evening. What can I get you? Wine? Sembian? * Rhys grins at Zoya. "I wouldn't want you to think it was completely forgotten." <Lisl> ::to Rhys:: There might be. ::frowns:: Damn. I'll have to try at the Warren later... ::makes a face:: 'Kick, please? <Zoya> ::blinks at Lisl:: Kicking? Already? ::she frowns and then counts on her fingers:: Oh. Yes, I suppose we are getting right along in time, aren't we? * Ardem stands and walks over to Sabrina and smiles. "Evening Sabrina. Might I sit with you?" * Dulcea unfastens her cloak and tosses it over a chair, then walks over to the bar. * Deanna sighs, "Something fun that won't affect my performance." * Sabrina glances up to Ardem and nods. "Yes please do. How are you doing Ardem?" <Zoya> ::to Lisl:: Does that mean you haven't heard from your friend yet? * Rhys pours Lisl a stone mug of 'kick and sets it in front of her, placing his hand over the top. "One note, Lady Ferinsdottir. Another demonstration out of you on this bar top, and I'll have you in here repairing it yourself. Understood? The fireplace is much better suited for that sort of thing." <Ardem> Better. The trip this way always drains me. ::sits across form her:: Needed some time to recover. <Dulcea> ::to Rhys:: Good evening sir, might I trouble you for some of that glorious red wine you serve? * Sabrina nods to him. "DO you know when you'll be ready to go back?" <Lisl> ::shakes her head:: Not yet. ::frowns a little:: I just hope it doesn't mean he *can't* contact me. Don't want to jostle his elbow, but... ::shakes her head:: <Lisl> ::grins at Rhys:: Yessir. At least I didn't burn it this time. <Ardem> I was thinking tomorrow. <Rhys> That would be... the Arabellan that Malkier gulps down, whenever he's in? I think we have some. ::He fidgets around behind the bar and comes back with a bottle, which he uncorks, offering the cork to Dulcea as he pours the wine into a goblet with his other hand:: * Dulcea sniffs the wine and tastes it cautiously. "Yes, that's the one. Thank you. <Zoya> ::shrugs with apparent unconcern:: No, don't push things for a day or two. ::she grins:: He'll want to make some arrangements, so he feels safer. * Rhys raise an eyebrow at Deanna and pours her a mug of a sparkling pink liquid. "Your performance?" <Lisl> ::snorts:: You mean, he's going to want to find out everything he can about the two of us before he sticks his nose out the door. * Sabrina nods and sips her water. "I'll be ready then." <Zoya> ::chuckles:: That, too. <Ardem> You sure you're up to it? It might be a little rough. * Deanna grins at Lisl, "Who are you harassing now Lisl?" * Lisl takes a swallow of 'kick. * Sabrina nods "I am." <Lisl> ::raises an eyebrow at Deanna:: Harass? I? I never harass. <Zoya> ::snorts in a most un-high-priestess-like manner:: * Dulcea mutters to herself. "I need to come by more often." ::shaking her head a bit:: "Never the same faces twice." * Lisl sticks her tongue out at Zoya. * Sabrina looks over at Ardem "Fosst is going to come too. Do you know how many people we will be up against?" <Ardem> Last time I ran against the castle, I almost died. That was awhile before I met you that day though. Just to let you know. * Deanna takes the mug and nods, "Well not mine, but Michelle's. She doesn't have my tolerance and she wants to do a detailed survey of the docks and warehouses...Oh Lisl. Think you could accompany 'chelle?" * Ardem shakes his head. "I'm not really for sure, depends if he has a raiding party out at the time or not." * Sabrina nods "She's my daughter, Ardem. I'm going to go." <Lisl> ::looking somewhat wary:: What's she planning to do on the docks? Things are a little... unsettled down there just now. * Rhys raises an eyebrow at Deanna. "Any reason you're doing a detailed survey of the docks and warehouses?" <Ardem> If all his raiders are out, he's got probably a dozen castle guards. He's rather arrogant. * Sabrina nods. She glances over her shoulder at Lisl, and then looks back to Ardem, sipping her water. <Sabrina> ::nods:: DO you know the extent of his magic? * Deanna sips her drink and nods, "She wants to see if she can find any trace of whatever was reported in the Herald." <Ardem> For the most part. But he could have things I don't know about. There has been a bit of time go by. * Deanna smiles in surprise, "This is an excellent choice Rhys. Thank you." <Lisl> Ah. ::brow clearing:: Way ahead of her. I scouted the area several nights ago. I'm... waiting on a lead. * Sabrina nods and drinks the rest of the water in her mug. * Rhys bows his head to Deanna. "Glad you approve." * Ardem takes a drink of his water and thinks a moment. * Dulcea decides that one familiar face is better than none and walks over to Lisl * Deanna smiles, "So any idea what it was?" <Lisl> ::glances around the room before looking at Deanna again, her face grim:: Demon. * Dulcea stops short and looks at Lisl. "Goodness, what sort of conversation have I walked into?" <Ardem> We will need a safe place to teleport out of, that will also be the re-entry point. I don't know what kind of condition the re-entry will leave me in. * Deanna sighs and nods, "'chelle's work then." <Lisl> ::grins at Dulcea:: Just a bit of shop-talk. <Zoya> ::grins at Deanna:: How's she feel about snakes? <Lisl> ::to Deanna:: There's more to it than that, it seems. The natives are... restless. * Sabrina nods "Is there anything we can do to make it easier?" * Deanna giggles, "If it's snakes maybe Yohko or Felice will go instead." * Dulcea sips her wine and smiles at Lisl. "I think I need to listen to more of it if Demons are involved." * Fosst steps into the Hall, removing his light brown coat and hanging it up by the door. His hands are stained a light green, and smell slightly pungent. "Good eve, all." <Rhys> Evening, Fosst. Can I get you anything? Ale, meade... a bowl of soapy water...? * Sabrina glances up at Fosst and smiles a bit. * Ardem shakes his head. "Not really, just make sure I'm okay when we get back." <Sabrina> ::nods to Ardem:: I can do that. * Deanna waves absently to Fosst, her attention on Lisl, "Restless?...Was this given to you in confidence or can you tell me later?" * Fosst grumbles. "The soapy water didn't work back at the shop. But I'll take some water without soap, thanks. I'm thirsty." He nods in Ardem and Sabrina's direction. "Good evening, Sabrina." He takes a seat near them at the bar. * Ardem nods "Evening Fosst." * Rhys pours Fosst a mug of water. "Popular choice tonight." * Sabrina passes Fosst her empty mug and looks to Ardem. "Do you think three of us will be enough?" <Lisl> I've... talked to a few people down there. Witnesses. I'm waiting to see what more I can find. ::frowning a little:: There's more going on than a random attack, and I don't stick my nose into *those* sorts of politics, if I can help it. <Dulcea> What sort? I know it is rude, but I an the curious sort. * Deanna nods, "I'll trust your judgement then. If things are already unsettled my usual techniques won't work." * Fosst raises an eyebrow at Sabrina's comment as he accepts her mug. He places it on the counter. * Alec bursts into the Hall carrying his sword in his hand, slams the door and leans against it, trying to keep it closed.. <Lisl> ::grins, showing teeth:: The sort for whom undue curiosity is a capital offense. * Sabrina blinks <Zoya> ::turns toward the door, surprised:: What the...? * Dulcea spins toward the unfamiliar intruder and draws a rapier toward him. * Rhys raises an eyebrow. "Is there a problem?" * Deanna looks over at Alec and pouts, "Why do these things never happen where people won't investigate?" * Lisl frowns at the door. * Alec feels a thump as the door is being kicked... * Alec looks around the bar..."hi..." ::thump::..."all" * Ardem looks Fosst up and down. "No offense, but how can you help?" * Sabrina stands, watching the door. * Dulcea looks at Lisl and simply asks. "friend or foe?" * Fosst stands up, alarmed, and reaches back to his hair. He pauses, and retracts his hand, muttering. "What's going on?" * Alec feels another thump..... <Lisl> ::transfers her frown to Dulcea:: Put that away. ::looks at Alec again:: He's come here a few times. I suppose that answer depends on what he's brought to our door... and why he's carrying a naked blade. * Dulcea lowers the blade and glances at Lisl. "I'm sure you can understand my confusion on this point." * Ardem turns and looks at the door. * Alec looks at the door beginning to get hit harder and faster and jumps back lifting his sword towards the door <Lisl> ::snorts:: Aye. ::puts a guarding hand over her mug and looks at Rhys:: Rhys? Your call. * Rhys cracks a knuckle on his right hand, and it echoes through the Hall like a thunderclap. "I said, is there a problem?" * Zoya sighs softly, and with no more warning than that a small purplish globe appears, cupped in her right hand. She watches Alec with a curious look, as if wondering whether to throw it at him or those about to come through the door. * Alec takes 2 steps away from the door <Alec> :::A group of 4 hunters, all wearing black cloaks move inside. 3 carrying swords, and one with a bow move around the entrance, sealing it..:: * Sabrina glances between Rhys and the door. <Alec> thats the problem * Dulcea exhales a deep breathe. "Well that was stupid." ::she lifts her blade again:: <Lisl> ::sighs in frustration:: So much for law-abiding citizens... never a Dragon around when you need one. * Fosst grumbles something in Uthgardt. {Lisl--can you spare a dagger?} * Deanna perches on the bar with her mug, "Well this could be fun." * Sabrina takes a step back, a dagger appearing in her hand. <Rhys> Gentlemen. This is the Meade Hall. State your business, or leave. Now. * Zoya looks at Rhys, waiting politely for him to finish his discussion. * Ardem stands and mumbles something under his breath and folds his hands together. <Lisl> ::flicking a glance to Fosst:: If it's needed. ::glancing at Rhys, and looking back at the intruders:: <Hunter4> ::picks up his bow and aims an arrow at Alec..."we mean no harm...we just want him":: <Zoya> ::looks at Lisl:: Sounds like harm to me. * Dulcea snickers. "As if that is likely to happen here." <Lisl> ::glances back at Zoya, commenting dryly:: No harm. And they come in with weapons drawn. Who, gentlemen-- and I use the term guardedly-- are you, and what in the *hells* gives you the right to disturb my night off? * Alec watches the archer..."how about you leave before I'm forced to kick your ass" <Rhys> You've drawn weapons in here, which I severely disapprove of. If you have a complaint with this man, take it up with the Dragons. So, either put your weapons down and get a drink... or get out. * Dulcea casually sips her wine, watching the intruders for any aggressive move. <Hunter4> ::looks at Rhys and back at Alec::..."I'll leave with him" <Lisl> ::leaning back against the bar casually, contempt in her relaxed stance:: He doesn't appear to want to go with you. <Rhys> If you leave with him, it'll be because you've bought him enough drinks he decides you're cute enough. It won't be by force. * Deanna laughs. * Sabrina smiles a bit * Lisl chuckles. <Zoya> ::rolls her purple ball around on her hand, waiting for things to get going:: * Dulcea lowers her blade and casually walks across the room toward the table by the door. <Hunter4> ::shakes his head.."I'm sorry to have to do this"...spins around and fires off an arrow at Rhys... * Lisl straightens in a blur of motion and snatches the arrow out of the air, breaking it over her knee and dropping the pieces to the floor. * Dulcea instinctively slashes at the bow string. * Deanna waves a hand and the bow is flash burned, its ashes slowly falling to the floor. <Hunter1> ::charges Dulcea and swings at her with his sword:: * Dulcea ducks off to the side and grabs her cloak off the chair. * Rhys looks at the man. "Not nearly as sorry as I am." * Fosst blinks. <Hunter2> ::moves at Lisl attacking:: * Deanna sips her drink, "Oh good, there is going to be a display of athletic violence." * Zoya grins and tosses her purple ball into their midst. It expands rapidly, enveloping the lead swordsman. * Sabrina steps to the side and out of the line of fire. <Rhys> Sabrina, dear, why don't you get behind the bar here with me. * Alec moves to the side swinging at the Archer * Sabrina nods and quickly slips behind the bar. <Lisl> Boys, you've crashed a party, and we're a room full of bouncers. *Wrong* move. ::contemptuously grabs the man's sword-arm, squeezing with a crushing grip until he drops his blade:: <Hunter4> ::pulls out his short sword in time and blocks:: <Hunter3> ::slashes at Deanna with his sword:: * Dulcea sweeps her cloak around her, and looks at her attacker. "If you insist on this course of action, I will join you." * Deanna eeps and rolls over the bar, landing with a thump behind it and spilling her drink. * Fosst eyes the sword on the ground, and raises his hand. The sword floats up and into his grip. He regards the attackers, and moves into the fray. * Dulcea slams back her wine and places the glass on the table. <Hunter2> ::drops the sword as his arm breaks under Lisl's grip * Rhys grips the bar with both hands, and an ominous creaking noise sounds momentarily. * Sabrina blinks and looks down at Rhys' hands on the bar then back to the fight. * Lisl twists the man's arm roughly behind his back, force-marching him to the door. * Alec swings at the elf while dodging a slash * Ardem steps towards the attackers and grabs the nearest one wrist and burning it. * Dulcea approaches the man who swung on her with her sword raised at his throat and her off hand on her cloak. * Deanna jumps back up, her white blouse stained pink and her hair matted, "Gods dammit. I just bought this outfit. Burn in eternal pits of hellfire asshole." * Fosst holds the sword before him guardedly, and looks at Hunter 3. He narrows his eyes in thought... <Hunter2> ::is pushed by Lisl:: * Deanna glares at Hunter3 who promptly does a human torch number. <Hunter3> ::runs around on fire:: <Lisl> Bloody thugs won't let a girl bloody well have a drink in peace... ::opening the door with one hand and shoving the second attacker out of it, giving him a swift, hard boot to the posterior to speed him on his way:: * Zoya blinks in surprise as her globe dissipates. "What the hell...!" She hisses two short syllables, and a rope of blue light forms in her hands. She steps up beside Lisl. "Don't kill him; I want to know how he dodged that." <Lisl> ::blinks in surprise:: Who's killing anyone? *I'm* not cleaning the blood off the floor! <Hunter1> ::takes 2 steps back and charges Ardem <Rhys> ::Hunter3 is promptly doused with a geyser of water from the floor of the Hall, which slams his head into the ceiling quite soundly, knocking him unconscious:: * Deanna sighs, "Sorry about that Rhys. Kind of lost my temper." * Dulcea flips her cloak in front of Hunter 1's face trying to distract him from Ardem. * Alec side steps the elves thrust and grabs his arm throwing him into the wall * Ardem holds out his hands and waits for the attacker to get close enough. * Fosst blinks, and looks down a bit. He mumbles, and goes to stand by the door to ensure none of the brigands attempt to re-enter. * Zoya looks around with narrowed eyes, then shrugs and dismisses her light rope. She leans against the bar and watches the skirmish with apparent amused interest. <Hunter1> ::runs around in the cloak and swings his sword around slashing the cloak open and peaks out looking around:: <Rhys> Understandable, Deanna. Why don't you make sure that one Dulcea and Ardem are toying with doesn't get too broken. <Lisl> Did you want one, Zoya? ::watching the first hunter carefully:: <Zoya> Oh, no, that's quite all right, Lisl. If he keeps running around like that, he's bound to knock his head on the mantle sooner or later. * Dulcea slashes the muscles at the back of his knees. * Deanna sighs, "Sorry Rhys, the only way I know how to do that is to give Dulcea and Ardem something else to play with...And I assume you don't want me summoning an elemental." <Zoya> ::winces:: ...Or get hamstrung. * Lisl snorts. <Hunter1> ::losing his hamstring falls to the ground in pain:: * Ardem grabs the first hunters hands burning them as he falls to his knees * Rhys watches him fall down and get crisped. "Oops... never mind. Too late." * Dulcea looks down. "That was a very expensive cloak peasant. <Lisl> Enough, you two, let's leave something for the Dragons to question, ay? * Zoya sighs and looks around the room. "What a *mess*. <Ardem> He won't be holding a sword anytime soon. ::smiles:: * Alec holds the elf against the wall with his arm choking him * Dulcea looks at Ardem. "or walking." * Zoya crosses to Hunter1, kneels next to him, and re-summons her rope of blue light, beginning to tie his feet together. * Deanna holds her blouse away from her, "You're telling me." <Lisl> ::sighs:: Or much else, I imagine. ::raises an eyebrow at Rhys:: Want me to fetch the Dragons, or have you handled it already? <Rhys> Alec? I'd rather you *not* kill him. I'm feeling rather certain of that. * Alec glares at Rhys and throws the elf into a table knocking him unconscious * Ardem looks at his hands and furrows his brow. "Only one problem with the spell." * Deanna sighs, "I'll go Rhys. I need to change anyway." * Fosst looks out into the empty night, and nods. He throws the sword carelessly to the ground outside, where it clatters on the flagstones. He steps back into the Hall and looks around, confused. <Rhys> Please do, Lisl. I have some cleaning to do here. <Lisl> ::shakes her head and pushes the door to the kitchen open:: In here, Ardem. You can boil water, or something. <Lisl> ::nods:: Deanna? You going, or I? * Zoya ties Hunter1's arms together as well, at elbows and wrists. She smiles pleasantly at the man. "Comfy? No, I didn't really think so." She fishes a small vial of ointment out of her pocket, and begins to apply it to the man's burnt hands. * Dulcea picks up he wine glass and walks over to the bar. Holding the glass toward Rhys she says in a rather small voice. "Refill please." * Deanna shrugs, "I'll go. Like I said, I need to change." * Deanna heads for the door. * Ardem nods to Lisl and heads into the kitchen and fills a sink, making sure not to set anything ablaze in the process. <Lisl> ::calls to Deanna:: Don't forget the one in the street! * Rhys absently refills Dulcea's wine glass, looking around the Hall. "Is everyone who didn't charge in here looking to abscond with someone all right?" * Alec walks over to the elf and looks him over * Sabrina tucks her dagger back into her boot and walks back around the bar. * Dulcea downs the wine. "Thank you. Just nerves here. I hate fighting when I am out to relax." * Zoya finishes with the hunter's hands, then moves on to his legs. "Tch..." She smiles up at Dulcea. "Very neat." <Deanna> ::A few yelps of pain are heard and then an unconscious body baring a few burns and slap marks falls through the door.:: <Lisl> ::calls:: Thanks, D. ::grabs the body by the collar and drags him over to Zoya:: * Ardem pokes his head out the kitchen door. "Rhys? You need hot water for anything?" * Dulcea sets her glass down and walks over to the bound prisoner. She leans close to him and wipes his blood off her blade. "I'd hate for your filth to tarnish the steel." <Lisl> A gift for you. Broken arm, miscellaneous damage. * Fosst goes to sit at the bar, and takes a sip from his untouched water. "That was--different." <Zoya> ::looks at the unconscious man, then up at Lisl:: What do you want me to do about it? * Alec looks at the palm of the elf's hand...a tatoo of a small circle with a dagger through it...."bloody hell" * Sabrina sits next to Fosst "You ok?" <Lisl> ::shrugs:: Well, while you were making people not-injured... up to you. ::drops him unceremoniously:: <Rhys> No thank you, Ardem. ::He frowns at the four bounty hunters waves his hands, and they all fly over to the door, bounce off the wall (sort of gently) and stack like cordwood.:: Well, what a lovely way to start the night. * Lisl snorts, returning to her mug and taking a long swallow. * Alec slides his sword back into his scabbard... * Ardem exits the kitchen and walks over to Sabrina and Fosst. You two alright? <Lisl> ::glares at Alec:: Whatever in the nine hells possessed you to lead them here? * Fosst looks at Sabrina dubiously. "Me? I'm fine." He gestures to the door, and to the prostrate, broiled bounty hunter. "Perhaps fools, but I feel for these men." * Sabrina nods to Fosst and turns to Ardem. "Yes, are you" she glances at his hands. * Alec looks at Lisl..."when fighting an archer...indoors is your best bet for survival" * Dulcea looks over at Alec. "And you don't know any other building in this entire wretched city?" * Ardem looks to his hands. "Oh, I'm fine. Still a bit warm yet, but nothing to worry about." * Fosst glares at Alec, and nods to Ardem. He sips his water. * Alec moves towards the other Hunters and checks their hands...the same markings on each <Ardem> What was this all about anyway? * Sabrina nods and glances over to her empty mug and then to Rhys. "Rhys a pitcher please" <Lisl> ::snorts:: Don't tell me fighting tricks I learned when you were in diapers, boy. Why *here*? And what were they looking for? ::looking him up and down:: <Zoya> ::grins at Lisl knowingly:: * Rhys fills a pitcher of water and sets it in front of Sabrina. * Alec smiles at Lisl..."you may be old..but to another elf your fresh meat" * Sabrina shakes her head at Ardem "Dunno" <Zoya> ::laughs:: * Fosst glares at Alec again, and pushes his drink away. * Sabrina fills her mug. * Dulcea glares at Alec. "Think before you speak to your betters man." <Lisl> ::grits her teeth, a spark of gold glimmering in her eye:: Answer the question, *boy*, before I turn you in myself. <Lisl> I don't appreciate taking care of someone else's trash. * Alec looks around the room..."they are hunters..." * Sabrina glances to Lisl and Alec as she sips her water. <Alec> Sakaduun if memory serves <Alec> dagger through moon...yah..Sakaduun <Rhys> Everyone... first warning. I won't have weapons drawn again tonight. Alec, everyone has some questions for you. Please do consider answering them. * Ardem picks up his mug, takes a drink and sets his mug down quickly. <Lisl> Bounty hunters? ::snorts:: Even that sort knows better than to charge through a closed city with weapons drawn. What made them so hot for *you*? <Alec> The price probably went up...Sakaduun are from Waterdeep...nowhere near Cormyr * Zoya perches on a stool. "I can see this is going to take a while... Can I have some ale, please, Rhys?" <Lisl> ::sarcastically:: Thank you, I know where Waterdeep is. And why shouldn't we send you out the door after them, pray? * Dulcea looks up at the mention of Waterdeep. * Sabrina takes her water and moves over to sit near the fire. <Rhys> Of course, Zoya. ::pours her a mug of ale:: <Zoya> Thank you. ::she smiles at him and takes a deep draught:: Ah, that's good. * Ardem takes his drink and sits by Sabrina. <Ardem> Interesting night, I'll say. * Sabrina nods to Ardem. "Doesn't happen very often." * Alec smiles at the Lisl..."I'm not easy to throw young elf" * Fosst pushes back his stool and stands. Crossing his arms, he levels a steady, pointed stare at Alec. * Dulcea glances from Lisl to Rhys and back to Lisl. <Zoya> ::almost chokes on her ale, then looks at Alec:: Look, in case you haven't had enough clues... She's older than she looks. Stop insulting her, *please*. <Lisl> ::looks him up and down:: Cocky as he is stupid, I see. <Lucien> ::A group of dozen Purple Dragons enter. They all carry maces and small shields and most are looking around nervously despite the obvious impaired state of the bounty hunters.:: <Fosst> Fool--you've brought insult thrice and violence once into this place. You barged in on an otherwise excellent evening. You're safe now--leave before that changes, I advise you. * Rhys points at Alec. "You. Second warning. Be polite. Why is there a price on your head. Lisl, please..." * Sabrina looks over as the Dragons enter * Alec nods at Rhys..."fine" * Ardem looks tot he Purple Dragons. "Now what?" ::half groans:: <Lisl> ::gritting her teeth:: I'm being good, Rhys. ::holding her hands out from her sides:: No steel, see? * Alec eyes the authorities, but still concentrating on Rhys..."some people don't like who's side I play on" * Lucien steps towards the bar, "Barkeep, we received a report of a disturbance here." Surveys the room. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask everyone to stay until I've taken statements from everyone." * Ardem stands with his drink and takes a deep breath. <Lucien> ::The other Dragons look decidedly unhappy at this.:: <Zoya> ::takes another deep draught of ale:: I knew we'd be here for a while... * Fosst sits down, visibly reluctant, and turns away from the scene with an effort. He takes a long draw off his water. * Sabrina drinks most of the water in her mug and turns back to Ardem. "So when do we go?" <Lisl> ::blows out a sigh and shakes her head with disgust, taking a seat on her stool again and picking up her mug:: We're not going anywhere, Sergeant. <Rhys> ::to Lucien:: These four ::indicating the four stacked by the door:: chased him ::pointing to Alec:: in here. They threatened him and attempted violence on all of us when we wouldn't hand him over. That about sums it up. <Ardem> Sabrina, now who's these ones? * Zoya spins a coin onto the countertop. "Rhys, please do refresh Lisl's mug." <Lucien> ::Most of the Dragons break off and begin examining the prisoners, making sure none are dead or dying and arguing over who has to carry them:: <Lisl> ::glances at Zoya and makes a small face:: Some relaxing evening I promised you, hm? <Sabrina> Which ones? <Zoya> ::grins at Lisl:: It beats what I spent the last twenty or so hours doing. <Lisl> ::raises an eyebrow:: Gardening? <Ardem> Local official I'm taking it? * Lucien nods and makes some notes, "And your name?" * Rhys refills Lisl's mug. "Over the teeth, past the tongue, look out stomach, here it comes." * Sabrina glances to the Dragons and nods "Yes" * Ardem shakes his head and sits down again. <Lisl> ::glancing at Ardem:: Purple Dragons. The local guardsmen. Very good at their jobs, don't piss them off. <Zoya> ::has another swig of ale:: Poking at that ash you brought me. <Lisl> ::raising an eyebrow:: Learn anything new? * Alec walks over to a table and sits down... * Fosst sips, and regards Alec over the rim of his mug with a persistent, almost unnerving stare. <Zoya> ::glances around at the Dragons significantly, then takes another drink." Yes. Later. * Alec looks at Fosst...his eyes, glowing blue <Rhys> ::to Lucien:: I'm Rhys Altain, barkeep tonight. Sorry for the delay. <Lisl> ::nods to Zoya neutrally:: Well enough. Tower, after? * Dulcea takes a seat near Lisl. * Fosst smiles at him, and says something plainly in Uthgardt as he continues to watch him. <Zoya> ::shrugs:: If you like. There's not much to it. * Lucien nods making another note before turning to Lisl, "And your name ma'am?" * Alec smirks at Fosst * Sabrina glances to Fosst. * Lisl glances at Fosst and grins before turning her attention back to Lucien. "Lady Lisl Ferinsdottir, House Greyfall." <Lhynnae> ::a large, orange and gold striped cat wanders in from the kitchen and jumps up onto the bar, meowing piteously:: * Lucien makes a note, "And what did you see?" * Sabrina stands and goes back to the bar, pouring herself another mug of water. * Rhys pours a saucer of cream and sets it on the bar. "Here you are." * Lhynnae licks at the cream, then rubs against Rhys, her tail hooked in a question-mark shape. * Alec looks at the elf bounty hunter ...and wonders why they are out so far * Ardem takes a drink and mumbles something under his breath and closes his eyes. * Rhys pets the cat. "Hungry?" <Lisl> That one ::nods to Alec:: entered with drawn blade and slammed the door to keep the other four out. They got in, brandished weapons and threatened us unless we turned him over, we defended ourselves. ::spares a glance for the pile:: They lost. * Lhynnae turns her attention to Lisl, sneezing once. * Alec looks at Lisl ...and thinks about how she said drawn blade <Sabrina> Bless you ::softly:: * Lucien makes some more notes and nods, then turns to Dulcea, "Do you have anything to say ma'am?" * Zoya takes another swig of ale, waiting patiently. * Lisl looks back at Alec, her eyes flinty. * Lisl glances over at the cat, rubs her nose, and shakes her head. * Alec looks at Lisl, his eyes glowing * Lisl snorts, expression unchanged, and takes a swallow from her mug. * Sabrina glances to Fosst "So how was your day?" <Dulcea> I think that the Lady explained it quite well. He rushed in, ::motioning toward Alec:: sword unsheathed, and held the door shut. Then he stepped away and those others rushed in. Horrid people really. Fortunately none of them were overwhelmingly skilled. * Ardem opens his eyes and looks around, seeming brighter than he did before. * Lucien smiles, making notes, "And your name?" * Dulcea nods graciously. "Lady Dulcea Tir. Titled of Ardeep." * Fosst rolls off a line of guttural syllables to Sabrina, congenially turning to speak to her and taking his gaze off of Alec. * Lucien nods, making a note, "I hope you don't have anymore unpleasant and enjoy the remainder of your stay in our city m'Lady." * Lisl coughs into her fist, covering a grin. * Dulcea smiles sweetly at Lucien. "With such as you protecting my well being, how could I not?" * Lucien steps over to Zoya, "Your name ma'am?" * Sabrina nods to him and sips her water. <Zoya> ::swallows her ale and smiles at Lucien:: Zoya Natovna, High Priestess of Erdian, officer. * Fosst continues, gesturing lightly with one hand, and then sips his water. * Lhynnae begins washing her face, her large green eyes curious. She flickers her front paw as she watches. * Lisl glances sidelong at Dulcea, undertoning, "Do you have that effect on *every* man you meet?" * Dulcea grins at Lisl. "Only the smart ones." * Lisl snickers, glancing to the stack of bodies by the door again. "Obviously." * Lucien nods, "Priestess. What did you witness?" * Sabrina smiles a bit and nods again, looking back to Lisl. <Zoya> I haven't heard anything yet that I'd disagree with. Do I need to repeat it for your paperwork? * Lisl glances over at Fosst and Sabrina's conversation, and grins faintly. <Lucien> ::Some of the other Dragons chuckle amongst themselves at Dulcea's comment. Lucien ignores then and gives Dulcea a half-bow:: Thank you m'Lady. * Alec tries to hold a laugh off * Dulcea speaks quietly to Lisl. "Which reminds me. Who is that one over there?" ::Motioning her head slightly toward Fosst:: * Sabrina takes her mug and heads over to Lisl and Dulcea "Excuse me" she glances to Dulcea and then Lisl. "Lisl could I speak with you a moment?" * Lisl glances in the direction Dulcea indicates. "That's Fosst. He's not from around here, I can--" she breaks off to look up at Sabrina. "Yes, 'Brina?" * Lucien shakes his head, "No. Just needed to be certain you didn't want to add anything." Makes a note and approaches Sabrina, Fosst and Ardem, "Your names?" * Ardem nods to Lucien. "Evening Sir, I am Ardem Arimathor" * Dulcea stands and offers her chair to Sabrina. "Perhaps we should simply trade seats." * Fosst stands, and bows lightly before Lucien. "I am Fosst Tiro Sunuvosst, sir." * Dulcea walks over to where Fosst is seated. * Sabrina looks to Dulcea and nods "Thank you Miss" * Lhynnae finishes washing her face and wanders down the bar before hoping off onto the floor. She walks over to the men laying in a heap, sniffing carefully. <Lucien> Do either of you have anything to add? * Ardem shakes his head. "Not really, they've said all I know." * Sabrina sits in the chair and looks back to Lisl. "I have a request to make of you." <Fosst> No, sir. Any more frustrated words would make the room burst, and I have no facts to tell. <Lisl> ::nods:: Ask. * Lucien nods, making several notes. <Sabrina> Ardem is come back from the world I came from ::she pauses:: It's kind of a long story. The short of it is my daughter is being held captive there and I need to go back and try and get her. * Dulcea waits for the officer to leave before speaking to Fosst. "It seems that Sabrina needed to speak to Lisl. Might I take her seat for a few moments until she is finished her conversation?" <Lisl> ::frowns and nods, waiting for Sabrina to continue:: * Fosst nods. "Certainly. I don't think Sabrina would mind." <Sabrina> Well Ardem, Fosst and I are going back to try and get her. I was hoping you might be able to come. I have a feeling we might need your, well your expertise. <Lisl> ::frowns, looking troubled, glancing at Zoya:: When? <Sabrina> Tomorrow <Lisl> ::shakes her head:: I'm sorry, 'Brina, I wish I could help you, but I'm in the middle of some... difficulties here that I can't leave. * Sabrina nods "It's ok, I understand." * Dulcea sits lightly in the chair. "I do not believe I have had the pleasure of making your acquaintance. I am Dulcea Tir." <Lisl> ::frowns:: If it's muscle you need-- ::shakes her head:: No, that wouldn't work... hells... ::looking regretful:: I'm sorry, Sabrina. ::puts her hand on her shoulder:: But take care of yourself, understand? * Fosst nods politely, and smiles a little. "Pleased to meet you. I'm called Fosst." He peers at Dulcea's hair a little. "Are you also... elvish?" <Sabrina> ::nods and smiles a bit:: I'll try. <Dulcea> My mother was an elf, yes. * Lhynnae turns her back on the unconscious men, scratching at the floor a little as if to bury them. She wanders around the Hall a little before jumping into Lisl's lap, purring loudly. * Sabrina stands, smiling a bit at the cat and then turns to walk back to Fosst. * Fosst nods. "I see. 'Twas only curiosity. --I do not think I've ever seen you in the Hall. I came here rather recently myself." <Lisl> Wait-- stay a moment. ::beckons Sabrina back:: There is someone you can take. The bodyguards Kevil's hired for you-- I know them. Let me talk to them, I'm pretty sure I can convince them to go along for the ride. ::grins a little:: The Grey Sisters like that sort of challen-- ack! ::glares at the cat in her lap:: * Sabrina turns back to Lisl. <Lhynnae> ::purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr:: * Dulcea smiles. "I come and I go. But in truth I had come here for a more peaceful evening tonight." <Lisl> ::holds back a sneeze:: I'm wise to your tricks. I am *not* petting you. * Sabrina nods. "I had not thought to ask them. I've never actually talked to them before." She smiles again at the cat and then back to Lisl. "I would appreciate it if you could talk to them Lisl." * Lisl looks from the cat to Sabrina and back to the cat with a rather helpless expression on her face. "Be glad to. Um... want a cat?" * Fosst nods, and sips his water. "Aye, I do know what you mean. It is an adventurous lot around here... which takes some getting used to. But tonight was unusual, even by such standards." * Lhynnae kneads her paws (no claws) on Lisl's leg, purring loud enough to rattle the woman's teeth. * Sabrina chuckles softly. "I think she rather likes you." She winks at the cat and turns back to Fosst and Dulcea. * Ardem finishes his drink and takes his cup to the bar. * Lisl looks at Sabrina's retreating back with dismay. "Abandoning me in my hour of need... um... Zoya?" <Rhys> More water, Ardem? Speaking of which... Last call, everyone! <Zoya> ::looks over:: Yes, Lisl? <Dulcea> Perhaps? ::Smiling sweetly:: But the rewards of such company are often worth the risks. <Lisl> Um... help? <Zoya> ::laughs:: If that's the cat I think it is, I'm not about to be that dumb. * Sabrina steps to the bar behind Fosst and pours the rest of the water into her mug, pushing the empty pitcher back to Rhys. * Lucien turns to Alec, "Would you please surrender your sword and accompany us sir?" <Lisl> ::sarcastically:: Thanks so much. ::looking at her lap:: If you shed on me, so help me.... * Dulcea stands and looks at Sabrina. "I believe this was your seat?" * Lhynnae utters a chuffly sounding mew, then hops onto the floor again. * Alec looks at Lucien..."why?" * Sabrina smiles to Dulcea "Thank you for giving up yours." * Fosst nods. "Tis true." He looks momentarily distant, and content. "I've met more friends here than... well." He looks back to Dulcea. "Rather more than any other time." He looks up to Sabrina as she nears. "Ah! Welcome back." * Lisl looks incredibly relieved, dusting off her lap. * Sabrina smiles at Fosst as she sits back on her stool. <Lisl> ::looks down at the cat:: Mind you, I can get along with you fine, as long as you're over *there*. * Lhynnae rolls around on the floor in front of Lisl, doing a very good "Aren't I just the sweetest thing" routine. <Lucien> Because if nothing else it needs to be peacebound again, and because I have no desire to force the barkeep to remain open while I question you concerning this incident. * Lisl snorts at Lhynnae's antics. * Ardem nods to Fosst and Rhys and then to Sabrina. "I will come for you tomorrow then?" * Sabrina nods to Ardem. "The Music Box. We'll be there." * Dulcea looks back at Fosst. "So what brought you to this fair city?" * Alec gets up and looks at Lucien..."lead the way" * Fosst looks thoughtful again, and nods. he sips his water. * Zoya slugs down the rest of her ale with a satisfied sigh. "Thank you, Rhys." * Lucien holds out his hand, "Your sword sir?" * Lisl finishes off her 'kick in several long swallows. <Zoya> ::to Lisl:: Let me know when your friend gets in touch with you. Anytime - you know the kinds of hours I keep. ::grin:: * Rhys scoops up Zoya's mug and sets it behind the bar. "Most welcome, Zoya." <Fosst> Travel. My homeland, the lands of Uthgardt in the north, was a touch inhospitable. I had mostly learned the language of this place, so... with my father's blessing, I chose to travel. <Alec> mind if I carry it? <Lisl> ::snorts:: Aye, I know. And I'll contact you soonest. <Dulcea> Ah ... with your father's blessing. Then you are one step ahead of me. ::Raising her glass in a mock toast:: <Zoya> ::nods:: Want to walk back to the Tower with me? I'll fill you in on what I've learned so far... * Lhynnae rubs around Zoya's ankles. <Lisl> ::nods:: Appreciate it. ::stands, dropping some coins on the bar:: For the damages, Rhys. <Zoya> ::looks down with a smile and bends to pet the cat:: You can come too, if you like, of course. *Do* try not to make Lisl sneeze on me, though. * Sabrina finishes her water and pushes her mug back towards Rhys. * Lisl stifles a sneeze, giving Zoya an evil look over her hand. * Rhys collects mugs and coins, putting them in the appropriate place. "Thank you, Lisl. Have a nice night and stay out of trouble." <Zoya> ::looks over at Lucien:: Officer - I assume we're free to go? * Lucien shakes his head, "I'm afraid that's out of the question sir?" <Alec> why is it out of the question? * Lucien nods, "Of course. I apologize for the interruption to your evening." * Ardem nods and heads for the door. * Zoya waves to everyone else, then slips out the door. * Lucien looks seriously at Alec, "Because we've been charged with the protection of the citizenry of Marsember. I have a half dozen statements saying you were involved in an altercation of an unknown nature. City laws forbid unpeacebonded weapons inside the city, and you sir, may be looking at criminal charges." <Lisl> Be right with you, Zoya... ::eyeing Alec and Lucien:: * Ardem slips out behind Zoya and heads out of town * Lhynnae trots after Zoya, her tail up in the air like an exclamation point. * Sabrina stands "Well I should be going too" * Fosst finishes his drink, and stands up. "Aye, he's a good man at heart. But, truly, I couldn't stand him." He chuckles. "Twas good to meet you, Dulcea." * Alec glares at Lucien as he takes the scabbard off and hands it to Lucien * Dulcea finishes her drink. "Well sir, it was my pleasure to meet you. I'm sure our paths will cross again soon." * Lisl relaxes slightly, catching Rhys's eye and nodding. "Good evening, all." * Lucien takes the sword and gestures to his men who pick up the prisoners between them, "This way sir." * Lisl turns and follows Zoya and the cat out the door. * Dulcea turns to leave, gathering up her ruined cloak. Then absent-mindedly she turns back to Fosst. "Pray tell sir, do you dance? Just a curiosity." * Alec follows Lucien * Sabrina glances from Fosst to Dulcea and then heads to the door. "Night everyone" * Fosst responds, "No, miss--not yet, at least." He takes his cloak, and accompanies Sabrina out. "Goodnight, Rhys." <Rhys> Good night, Sabrina. Be careful. * Sabrina nods and slips out. <Dulcea> ::Dulcea turns to go.:: More's the pity. * Dulcea leaves the Hall. <Rhys> Good night, Fosst. * Rhys locks the door and looks around the Hall, surveying the scorch marks, puddles of water and blood, and he sighs. "I'd rather we had the damned mice back." |
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