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Post by Young Grimwold on Nov 3, 2007 2:30:10 GMT
*Slevela notices what Malark is doing. After all the uproar so far today, she is keen for order. She wants all the customers now to just be conscious and drinking; not scrapping, blowing smoke or having to dodge strange creatures.*
Slevela: *Calling across from the bar to Zeytan* Sir, we allowed you in here with your pet on the understanding that you could control it. If you can't, then you and it must leave. You'll understand if my patience is a bit on the skeletal side at a moment. *Returning her attention to Robin* So, more ale?
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Post by Callimpsest on Nov 3, 2007 18:57:07 GMT
*Robin looks from the unconscious form of Thike on the floor, to the table of KMBS onlookers, to the bar.*
Robin: Sorry about that.
*Callimpsest looks back a little sternly at Robin. Then he watches Malark causing a minor hassle, and shakes his head. But really, he is enjoying all the theatrics.
Turning back to the table, he takes a gulp of his Old Sussex. It is, so he's read, a favourite tipple of many fine bards and poets. [OOC: In the 7th Knightmare book, Lord Fear's Domain, Sylvester Hands claims that William Shakespeare is a keen drinker of Old Sussex.] Suddenly, his memory is jogged regarding something that happened in the Wolf's Howl Inn earlier.
To PhoenixFlame* Oh - Headmistress, I have just remembered. At the Wolf's Howl, before we met up, shortly before, I encountered a woman by the name of Constance who claimed to know you. Apologies, the recollection had eluded me until now.
*Now if only Callimpsest could remember from where he knows the name Zeytan. He turns again, as Slevela's Malark remark catches his attention.*
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 4, 2007 19:38:43 GMT
*Looks at Malark then at Slevela.*
"My appolagise he's rather taken with these gentlemen's choice of attire. Malark come here you know what they say about curiosity and the catfish."
*At this point Malark dose start to come back towards the KMBS's partys table but keeping his eyes on Julian and Kenji as a result he ends up falling into one of the cracks with in the wooden flooring of the Taverns floor.*
"Zeytan shakes his head. then turns to Phoniexflame*
"Headmisstress I hope you won't mind me asking but would your Phoinex mind flying over there and extracting that silly Mire-Crab from tha hole??"
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Post by PhoenixFlame on Nov 5, 2007 10:54:48 GMT
*Phoenixflame has been gazing around absently, her mind obviously a thousand miles away. She gives a visible start as Callimpsest mentions Constance*
"Constance..... The name rings a bell, but I can't quite place it, hopefully it will come back to me! Thank you for letting me know, I'll have to rack my brains!" Phoenixflame says with a laugh
"Mor, can you try and get Malark out from the floor, he seems to have fallen through a crack in the floor!" Phoenixflame calls across the pub
*Morwena, who has been sitting in the window looking out, flies over Ed and Julian's heads and circles to where Malark was last seen. She swoops down and manages to pull a wriggling Malark out of the gap in the floor, then flies over ot the table and deposits him in front of Zeytan*
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 5, 2007 12:35:53 GMT
*Malark looks somewhat flusterd and a little more bemused then normal. The trecale that is still on his shell now has bits of fluff stuck to it.*
*Zeytan can help but chuckle at the sight.*
"Oh dear Malark realy not your day today is it??"
*he turns to Morwena who is perched on Phoenixflame's shoulder.*
"Thank you Miss Morwena that was most apprechiated."
*He gently strokes Morwena in thanks. Just then Lansra brings over the bowl of water he asked for.*
"Ahh now then Malark bath time."
*and before Malark can scuttle away Zeytan picks him up and puts him in the bowl and starts scrubbing him to get the Trecale and fluff off.*
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Post by Young Grimwold on Nov 5, 2007 18:27:44 GMT
[OOC: Lanesra was in the middle of serving Ed & Julian. I'll have to retcon some courtesy for her. ] *Seeing the state that Malark is now in, Lanesra realises that she had better provide the water that Zeytan requested. Apologising to the two new customers - who seem to her to be momentarily lost in thought anyway - she takes milk, bread, water and pear juice to the 'KMBS table', completing the group's order. Then she darts back behind the bar to await the newcomers' choices.* Lanesra: As I was saying, welcome to the Crazed Heifer, Sirs. What'll you have? *Slevela, meanwhile, waits to hear if Robin wishes for more ale.*
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Post by Callimpsest on Nov 6, 2007 2:33:49 GMT
*Callimpsest looks round at Slevela. She seems untroubled by Malark now. He turns his gaze to the dear creature itself, and tries to fathom how it could get so messy. He takes another swig of his drink... then his eyes light up.* Zeytan the Learned! *He sets down his flagon excitedly.* From the moment we met, your name rang a bell, but I could not for the life me locate the pertinent mental belfry. Now I have remembered! I've read your books - the titles elude me, it was long ago - and we had copies in the school library, before... *Callimpsest trails off, his starstruck exuberance falling away like the plummeting embers of a firework. [OOC: What can I say? I like to be topical. ] Yet again, he is back with those dark memories. One page forward, two pages back.*
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 6, 2007 2:48:08 GMT
*Zeytan looked up from bathing Malark and smiled.*
"Nice to meet a fan. Yes it's been a while since I had anything published. Though I have been working on a new manuscript."
"I've been trying to classify and catalogue all the diffrent Races with in this realm. I'm thinking of calling it
Knightmare: A Study in Races
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Post by Callimpsest on Nov 6, 2007 2:52:05 GMT
Fascinating. Though I would imagine that some of the realm's races are less amenable to being studied than others!
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 6, 2007 3:02:32 GMT
"This is very true. Plus the ammount of races keeps changeing sometimes dayily what with the realms boundires being so weak a lot simply wander in and other wander out."
"and then the sub-species they also take up a good deal of work, such as Alterian's such as my Half-Brother."
*stops as he realise what he is saying.*
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Post by Callimpsest on Nov 6, 2007 18:05:02 GMT
*Callimpsest looks at PhoenixFlame.*
Of course, some of those who wander in across the boundaries go on to co-found fine educational institutions, for which we're all grateful!
*He chuckles.*
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Post by Julian Lapin on Nov 6, 2007 20:11:17 GMT
'Two ales please, madam.'
'Got any pork scratchings? Peanuts?' chipped in Kenji, a tragically hopeful tone to his voice. 'Guess not. Never mind then' he added, seeing the (now annoyingly familiar) flash of confusion.
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Post by PhoenixFlame on Nov 7, 2007 12:53:01 GMT
*Phoenixflame smiles and blushes at Callimpsest's comment*
"Why thank you for your kind words Callimpsest, though I fear I wasn't much good as a teacher, what with my absences and all"
*Phoenixflame smiles a little sadly, and then turns her gaze to the bar*
"They look like strangers to the realm", she murmurs
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Post by Young Grimwold on Nov 7, 2007 16:04:04 GMT
*Lanesra fetches two ales for the pair. She wonders what pork scratchings are, picturing a hoggish man taking care of an itch. She places the frothy ales on the bar.*
Lanesra: Peas and nuts together - now there is an idea! But no, we serve only bread by way of food. It's liquid tastes we cater for.
*The tavern piper is playing Smoke On The Water. He knows not how such tunes come to him, nor from where, but he plays them anyway.*
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Post by Callimpsest on Nov 7, 2007 16:16:18 GMT
"Why thank you for your kind words Callimpsest, though I fear I wasn't much good as a teacher, what with my absences and all"
Not having been of the teachers myself, I cannot judge you on that, and nor would I. I am sure we would all have done more for the school, if... if... circumstances... had not thwarted us.
*Feeling the bitterness return, Callimpsest distracts himself by following PhoenixFlame's gaze.*
"They look like strangers to the realm", she murmurs
Yes, somewhat intriguing fellows, as our crustacean friend has demonstrated!
*Callimpsest smiles at Malark, then looks at its owner.*
What about you, Zeytan? How went your time as a KMBS teacher?
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