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Post by Young Grimwold on Aug 29, 2006 16:38:23 GMT
Slevela: Aww. I was hoping to get at least another gold coin's worth out of him. What do we do now? Owen: I'm not waiting for him to come round. Not when he smells like that. Slevela: Don't ask me to move him! Nor any of the other girls. We're not touching that sot. Owen: Not even for a clean, healthy bonus? *Slevela, and the other barmaids in various parts of the room, shake their heads as one.* Slevela: This ain't about money. It's about dignity. *Owen sighs. He's certainly not keen to handle Hands; between the bar and the door, the cretin could belch at him, dribble on him, or worse. He casts his eye around the Heifer. There must be someone who would- him. Sitting in the corner, trying not to draw attention to himself. He looks hefty enough.* Owen: You! *The drinker looks up nervously.* Owen: Yes, you. Ogre. *Young Grimwold growls under his breath. Obviously, expecting a publican not to call a spade a spade was an expectation too far. But why blame him? It was YG's fault for not responding straight away. It was YG's fault for being in here, for coming back to Wolfenden in the first place, after fruitless months searching for his long-lost brother and his mother's hellhound. Double failure: again, his fault. It's all YG's fault.* Owen: Sorry to trouble you. We have a customer over here who is unable to find his way to the exit. Would you mind helping him out? *"Do it yourself, you obnoxious fool, and leave me alone," YG says in his head. What he says aloud is:* Y-yes, certainly. *YG comes over to the motionless drunkard. He remembers him instantly from the Knightmare Battle Royale.* I... I know him. Owen: With all due respect, I don't care if he saved your life in the Crusades. I want him out of my tavern. *YG moves his hand hesitantly towards Hands. Slowly, but with ease, the ogre picks up the vagrant. On Owen's instructions, YG carries Hands to the doorway of the Crazed Heifer, and sits him on the ground just outside.* Owen: Thank you. Do order the drink of your choice, free of charge. *Owen sees a flicker of rage on the ogre's face, and hastily reconsiders.* Since none of my staff were quite willing to perform that service, I think this place could do with someone like you on a more regular basis. How about a job as our security guard? Free drinks while you work, and some money every so often, if the service is up to scratch. What do you say? *YG is startled by the offer. The money would come in handy, as would simply having a place in which to pass the time. The prospect of working alongside women makes him anxious... but the piper seems a pleasant fellow. And maybe the landlord will let him sit in the back room if he's not needed, and do some reading...* Thank you, that's very kind of you. I'd like to help. I'm Young Grimwold. *The piper plays 'Baby One More Time'.* [OOC: Yes, YG's back!]
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Post by Raven on Aug 29, 2006 16:58:32 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from Scared and out of breath.] *A distraught looking girl crashes through the door of the Crazed Heiffer, some patrons recognise her, but others look in bewilderment and amusement as the girl runs to the bar, followed shortly by a magical flying fish.* Patron: Hehhee... The Entertainment Is on Methinks! *Raven ducks as the fish swipes again, knocking a rather burly man's beer out of his hand, onto Sly, staining his best (And worst) smock.* Burly Man: A wise-fish eh? How'd ya like THIS! *The burly man hits the fish with all his semi-drunken rage, only to find that the fish rears around and slaps him stright in the chops* Brily Man: Raight. That's it. BOYS! *Several of the Patrons are now standing and menacing toward the fish. Raven hides behind the bar as the men and fish battle it out*
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Post by Sylvester Hands on Aug 30, 2006 13:18:16 GMT
* Several hours later Hands wakes up in the road outside the Heifer. It takes him a moment to remember where, and indeed who, he is, but when he does he decides it's time to return to his Lordship. *
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Post by Young Grimwold on Aug 30, 2006 19:49:08 GMT
[OOC: To reduce confusion a bit, can we say that Hands' departure happened before Raven and the fish's arrival?]
*Without waiting for his new boss to bark orders at him, Young Grimwold strides up to the men who are battling the fish.*
Erm... excuse me, gentleman. I don't want any trouble, but...
*"Of course you want trouble, you're an ogre," snarls a voice within YG. "You want as much reason as possible to beat those humans to a pulp. Them versus you." YG gulps and does his best to ignore his ogre side...*
I don't want to cause a fuss...
*...But he needs that ogre side to do his job, to sort this mess out. Damn. Being a security guard is going to be more complicated than he realised.*
Could you all PLEASE calm yourselves down.
*They're ignoring him. Rude, rude imbeciles. Now who are the monsters?*
SIT DOWN AND IGNORE THE WRETCHED FISH!!
*The punters fall silent and back away from YG's club, sinking back into their seats and nursing their sore faces. YG's heart is thumping.
The fish is floating just below the rafters. If only it had arrived while Hands was present and conscious, it would have had a clear Opposition target to focus its violence upon. But now it directs its attention toward the most aggressive presence in the room: Young Grimwold. The trout begins to tilt itself towards the ogre.
YG stares silently at the fish, trying to comprehend its nerve in flying into a tavern and attacking strangers. Then he realises the chaos that could ensue if it launches itself at him in the Heifer. Raising his club a little higher, YG backs towards the doorway and out, with the fish slowly following.
The moment they're outside, Owen turns to glare at Raven. He recognises her as the dungeoneer who appeared in the Heifer out of a spellbook.*
Owen: You! Book-girl. Was that your doing?
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Post by Tom Troughton on Aug 30, 2006 22:31:39 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from A Fleeting Glance.] *Meanwhile outside YG is still dealing with this sill flippin Fish. When he heard some familer recorder music and then a freindly greating* "Master Young Grimwold How nice to see you....." "OH MY GIDDY AUNT!!!" *The Fish had sudernyl turned on the new arrival (obviusly not careing to much for his musical skills) and dived strait at him it was Young Grimwolds old freind the Hobo Magician Tom Troughton . Tom threw himself on to the ground and doged the attack.* "What in the name of Gobbstoppers is going on here??"
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Raven
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Post by Raven on Aug 30, 2006 23:14:43 GMT
*Raven looks at Owen, determination across her face, but she shys away and averts her gaze. She drops her head and mutters* yes.. i needed food for my life force.
*At this point, the Life-Force skull re-appears on the Tavern Wall. The last segment of the skull is now floating free*
i thought it would be a fish.. eadible.
*Raven then stops and realises something.*
the knapsack..
*Raven feels her side*
Where's The Knapsack!
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Post by Young Grimwold on Aug 30, 2006 23:39:30 GMT
*Inside the Crazed Heifer...
Owen seems unconcerned with Raven's plight. The welfare of his tavern comes first. Then again, he's rather confused by the whole situation. Slevela looks a little worried, but says nothing.
Outside the Crazed Heifer...
Young Grimwold is pleased to see Tom, but finds himself getting angrier. Angry that he can't greet his friend properly because of the accursed fish, and angry that said fish is now attacking said friend.*
HOW I WISH I KNEW!
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Post by Tom Troughton on Aug 30, 2006 23:53:00 GMT
*Tom scrabled to his feet and turned and looked at the fish, which was advancing on him.*
"Now , now don't do anything rash I..I'm sure we can talk this over. I...."
*thinks about what he's saying*
"I can't belive I'm trying to reason with a FISH!!"
*starts waveing his hands at teh Fish like he was shooing away a cat.*
"Go on Shoo, get out of here, Go back to the pond or where ever it is you came from go on get away!!"
*The fish looks puzzled for a few moment but then slaps tom in the face anyway.*
"Phlllerrrr yuck!!! I always hated trout!!"
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Post by Young Grimwold on Aug 31, 2006 1:27:02 GMT
*Outside the Crazed Heifer...
The fish withdraws, floating slowly upwards before coming to rest several metres beyond Tom and YG's reaches. Not knowing how long the respite will last, YG stands still, trying his best to calm down before the madness recommences.*
One moment I'm drinking in the tavern, keeping myself to myself... next moment I'm being invited to join the staff as a security guard... then hours later, in runs a dungeoneer with that creature in pursuit. I thought dungeoneering was long past.
*YG pauses, turning his gaze from trout to Troughton.*
It's good to see you again.
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Post by Tom Troughton on Aug 31, 2006 16:27:16 GMT
"A dungoneer? *Sighs* Raven, oh that silly Girl, she must have ran all the way back from the Boarding school."
"Heven alone knows where she picked this impertanat peice of pond life from."
*Looks back at the Fish.*
"Get out of here before we scale,skin and cook you in your own juices with a bit of butter and lemon grass."
*Aside to Young Grimwold.*
"I know a good recpiepy from hadock as well, remind me to tell you it sometime."
*Looks back at the fish which is still hovering up above them,*
"Retched thing, see If I have anything we can use to catch the blighter!!"
*Tom starts ratching in his pockets.*
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Post by Raven on Aug 31, 2006 22:25:26 GMT
*Thinking back, Raven realises she didn't have the knapsack when she arive dhere, although it is still a blurr, Raven only remembers the helm. Raven watches the battle from outside. A thought strikes her. She turns to Owen, the determination back in her face*
If I get rid of the fish... could you spare me some food?
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Post by Young Grimwold on Sept 2, 2006 15:37:57 GMT
*Outside the Crazed Heifer...
The fish wobbles slightly. YG stares at it for a moment, then looks again at Tom.*
You know the dungeoneer, then?
*Inside the Crazed Heifer...
Owen folds his arms. In the old days, he was obligated to give sustenance to passing dungeoneers. But no one had seen fit to tell him that a new phase of adventuring had started. If, indeed, this was a genuine dungeoneer. He watches Young Grimwold, the fish and Tom Troughton through the window.*
Owen: I'm not going to give you fresh food for removing a problem that you caused in the first place! If you can banish that blinking creature for good, I might be able to spare you some stale bread.
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Post by Raven on Sept 2, 2006 17:20:42 GMT
*Raven's face noticalby drops, but she looks away and steels her resolve. She isnt the type to bargain, and right now she doesnt have the luxury of risk.*
Ok, thats fine.
*Raven walks out of the Heifer. Inside she hopes that she gets this right... She is glad that she paid such attention to the handbook gifted to her by Treguard and the team.*
DISSPELL: H S I F
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Post by Tom Troughton on Sept 3, 2006 21:34:16 GMT
*Outside the Heffier*
"Yes I do know the young lady in question." *ducks an attpeted slap by the fish*
"She's a former Dungoneer. Lord Fear spell traped her in a book and she's now been relaesed and as a result is greatly confused. she still thinks she's on the Quest. Even though it ended nearly a decade ago."
DISSPELL: H S I F
*As Raven disspelss the fish it dissapers.*
"Oh at last."
*Tom says relived*
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Post by Young Grimwold on Sept 3, 2006 21:51:21 GMT
*YG stares suspiciously at the empty air for a moment, until he is content that the bizarre pest really has gone. A cheer goes up from a couple of punters, who had been watching from the doorway.
Once YG has re-entered the tavern and assured him that the dispelling worked, Owen sends Slevela to fetch the stale bread.
The piper plays 'I Want To Break Free'.*
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