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FLEAS, no. <scratches>
- Thread starter Puppy
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<sniff, sniff, sniff. Puppy sniffs the sleeping lady from head to foot. Back to the interesting parts. <sniff, sniff, sniff> HEALTHY!>
sad, BAD, scared. Healthy body, mind hurts. Somebody must have kicked her! Maybe hit her nose with a HARD THING.
<puppy licks the eyelids of the healthy hurt human. Sits and watches>
sad, BAD, scared. Healthy body, mind hurts. Somebody must have kicked her! Maybe hit her nose with a HARD THING.
<puppy licks the eyelids of the healthy hurt human. Sits and watches>
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[An apparition forms over Cyren's body, in a hissing voice] I'm your nightmare young lady. [his voice now fills the tavern] I have RETURNED! revenge fills my being, many a time you and your friends seeked me out in MY Palace and sent me to the abyss! Where are your friends now m'Lady? The fools now plan to return to MY Palace, for what? Death is all they'll find! I await their return... [Grasps Cyren by her shoulders, brings here face to face with him] Awake m'lady [Cyren wokes from her nightmare to find it's was no dream, his eye's blaze with hatred] Tell the fools I'm BACK! [With an evil haunting laugh he vanishes leaving Cyren to collaspe to the floor]
Cyren wakes and shakes her head, grabbing her temples immediately and wincing.
"Oh bloody hell in a garden hose. Ouch."
She stands and makes a strong cup of tea, sipping slowly and then noticing where she was.
"What the hell happened. Did I do something bad? Maybe I did something good. Wish I could remember."
She sits down and tries to listen to opposing voices in her skull, but that's not unusual. She perks up a little "Someone called me a young lady. That was sweet. The rest is kinda fuzzy."
She gets the puppy something to eat in a bowl, something fresh and bloody and reaches down to scratch behind his ears. "Who's a cute little smelly guy? Yes you are, yes you are!"
She cocks her head and listens to conflicting voices and impulses and says sternly. "Quiet until I finish with my tea or I'm not listening. Plenty of time to mess with my head later once I've woken up. I refuse to be possessed first thing in the morning."
"Oh bloody hell in a garden hose. Ouch."
She stands and makes a strong cup of tea, sipping slowly and then noticing where she was.
"What the hell happened. Did I do something bad? Maybe I did something good. Wish I could remember."
She sits down and tries to listen to opposing voices in her skull, but that's not unusual. She perks up a little "Someone called me a young lady. That was sweet. The rest is kinda fuzzy."
She gets the puppy something to eat in a bowl, something fresh and bloody and reaches down to scratch behind his ears. "Who's a cute little smelly guy? Yes you are, yes you are!"
She cocks her head and listens to conflicting voices and impulses and says sternly. "Quiet until I finish with my tea or I'm not listening. Plenty of time to mess with my head later once I've woken up. I refuse to be possessed first thing in the morning."
CYREN! Thank the gods we found ya <hugs> 
<looks over his shoulder at Tig 'n Tater> Good thinking 'bout checking here Tiger! I told ya he could track Tater... I win the bet, 2 plat please <holds out his hand, thinking of his next tav project that the funds will go to> What happened Cyren <checks the tav for Priory, no sign> Why Cyren, ya look alil pale <helps her to a chair> ya ok? Bartender! a round on me...
<looks over his shoulder at Tig 'n Tater> Good thinking 'bout checking here Tiger! I told ya he could track Tater... I win the bet, 2 plat please <holds out his hand, thinking of his next tav project that the funds will go to> What happened Cyren <checks the tav for Priory, no sign> Why Cyren, ya look alil pale <helps her to a chair> ya ok? Bartender! a round on me...
Walking over to greet Navic does seem to be a little too much for her, but she does it anyway, giving him a big hug and then she starts to feel not so great again.
"I think today's word is "OW." I'll probably be using it often today. Don't mind me, I haven't woken up yet and it seems to be a little harder than usual."
She looks at Navic and his concern and her brows draw together. Something in his concerned expression makes her think she understands everything. "Thanks to getting me home last night, if you're the one that did it, I seem to have had too much to drink. My first blackout! I'm so proud. There's fun dreams and everything. All in all a good night! Did I dream Tater?"
She points to the puppy "He kept me company. Other than "Ow" it should be a good day! Can I get you some breakfast? Slowly, granted, but while you're here I might as well put the kitchen to good use."
"I think today's word is "OW." I'll probably be using it often today. Don't mind me, I haven't woken up yet and it seems to be a little harder than usual."
She looks at Navic and his concern and her brows draw together. Something in his concerned expression makes her think she understands everything. "Thanks to getting me home last night, if you're the one that did it, I seem to have had too much to drink. My first blackout! I'm so proud. There's fun dreams and everything. All in all a good night! Did I dream Tater?"
She points to the puppy "He kept me company. Other than "Ow" it should be a good day! Can I get you some breakfast? Slowly, granted, but while you're here I might as well put the kitchen to good use."
Oh
**A short non descript Dwarf in higly polished Infinite Armor wielding a beautiful but vicious looking Barbarian Axe, comes last through the door huffing and puffing.**
"I just know ya lads didna run off and leave the Tater behind, ya knows me legs we meant for a wooin the ladiesout of their charms and not runnin but the countryside..... ,, Dear lord , praise be the sweet St christopher!! Cyren!! be you ok?" Finally seeing her rustling about preparing a meal.
"You canna just be leavin with every gent who be strong enough to carry ye way like that lass." eyeing Cyren estimating her size and his strength
"Well get to what yer doin Lass, and you Navic and Tiger keep careful to watch fer anyting suspicious" He adds, "Let us hurry we must be off from here and back to Misty Hollow. I have me a date with Lily you know" he mentions as he grooms his beard with stubby little fingers.
"I have taken the liberty of posting guards, well Fellows who" he whispers a bit, "Well i think they call them mercenaries or something lik that." They will be keeping watch over us and even now I can feel their eyes upon us."
"curse ya know laddies i xpect you two to pitch in on the Guard funds until that cursid fella departs these lands"
**Taters goes quiet as he begins to shovel food in his mouth take breaks only to breath and retrieve scraps from his beard. All seems quiet in the Tavern in Yserbius............For now**
**A short non descript Dwarf in higly polished Infinite Armor wielding a beautiful but vicious looking Barbarian Axe, comes last through the door huffing and puffing.**
"I just know ya lads didna run off and leave the Tater behind, ya knows me legs we meant for a wooin the ladiesout of their charms and not runnin but the countryside..... ,, Dear lord , praise be the sweet St christopher!! Cyren!! be you ok?" Finally seeing her rustling about preparing a meal.
"You canna just be leavin with every gent who be strong enough to carry ye way like that lass." eyeing Cyren estimating her size and his strength
"Well get to what yer doin Lass, and you Navic and Tiger keep careful to watch fer anyting suspicious" He adds, "Let us hurry we must be off from here and back to Misty Hollow. I have me a date with Lily you know" he mentions as he grooms his beard with stubby little fingers.
"I have taken the liberty of posting guards, well Fellows who" he whispers a bit, "Well i think they call them mercenaries or something lik that." They will be keeping watch over us and even now I can feel their eyes upon us."
"curse ya know laddies i xpect you two to pitch in on the Guard funds until that cursid fella departs these lands"
**Taters goes quiet as he begins to shovel food in his mouth take breaks only to breath and retrieve scraps from his beard. All seems quiet in the Tavern in Yserbius............For now**
Cyren listens casually as she carries food to the table and passes around plates of steak, eggs, biscuits and sausage gravy. Orange juice and coffee, icewater and lots of napkins for the flying bits. Cream, sugar and a plate of hot cinnamon rolls with melting cream cheese icing fill out the roster.
She greets Tater with a warm smile and a wave, offering an appropriately-sized seat. "Tater! So you weren't one of the evening's imaginary aspects. I'm so glad to see you. You must be hungry, that was a hell of a performance, my apron's off to you!"
She grins at Tater's comment and assume she's talking about Navic since that's the impression she's gotten. "I'm afraid strong people just tend to pick up what's lying around if it happens to be there. I must have overindulged and I'm just lucky I have friends looking after me, thank you. New friends are always, always welcome. I bribe with good food."
She sits and starts to help herself to some of her favorites and says "Any way I can help with your funds and your project? Maybe a bake sale!"
She takes a bite out of a cinnamon roll.
She greets Tater with a warm smile and a wave, offering an appropriately-sized seat. "Tater! So you weren't one of the evening's imaginary aspects. I'm so glad to see you. You must be hungry, that was a hell of a performance, my apron's off to you!"
She grins at Tater's comment and assume she's talking about Navic since that's the impression she's gotten. "I'm afraid strong people just tend to pick up what's lying around if it happens to be there. I must have overindulged and I'm just lucky I have friends looking after me, thank you. New friends are always, always welcome. I bribe with good food."
She sits and starts to help herself to some of her favorites and says "Any way I can help with your funds and your project? Maybe a bake sale!"
She takes a bite out of a cinnamon roll.
<digs into a mountian of sausage 'n gravy, talking with a mouth full of delicious food> Cyren, ya passed out in Misty Hollow <chew chew> after your 'n Taters ahh.. dance off. Guess ya couldn't keep up with him... anyways, while we were ahh <chew chew>.. we were <looks at Tig 'n Tater for help> busy do'n something... some fella strolls in like he owned the joint, snatches ya up and leaves <swallow, shovel shovel> So we ran out to give him a beat down but you both were gone <chew> Thanks to Tater and Tiger's tracking abilities we found ya here. Still no sign of your ladynapper, reck'n why he dropped ya here?
<looks at Tater> Does Lily know of your date?
<looks at Tater> Does Lily know of your date?
Cyren listens to the story and agrees that she couldn't keep up with Tater, saluting him with her cinnamon roll again and kissing her fingers.
As the conversation goes on, her expression goes blank and she stares at the pattern on the tablecloth for a moment, rethinking. She closes her eyes and flips through a list of people that would look like they owned the place and then carry her out of the tavern. Too many. She really do not wish to review that list in friendly and EATING company. She sighs at the confusion and then looks up at her friends, who seem unconcerned, and so she's unconcerned with them.
In the back of her mind is a little thought that rises up and she dismisses it after a moment of discomfort and weird like she's had all morning. "Not a word."
She decides she made the right choice to not talk about how stupid she is. She drank too much, someone took her home, that's the end of it. In the light of day sitting at a table with friends, worry is far away.
Stranger things have happened and nothing's come of it. She catches up to the conversation and smiles again, jabbing a fork at Tater and ribbing along "Tater's got a girlfriend, Tater's got a girlfriend."
As the conversation goes on, her expression goes blank and she stares at the pattern on the tablecloth for a moment, rethinking. She closes her eyes and flips through a list of people that would look like they owned the place and then carry her out of the tavern. Too many. She really do not wish to review that list in friendly and EATING company. She sighs at the confusion and then looks up at her friends, who seem unconcerned, and so she's unconcerned with them.
In the back of her mind is a little thought that rises up and she dismisses it after a moment of discomfort and weird like she's had all morning. "Not a word."
She decides she made the right choice to not talk about how stupid she is. She drank too much, someone took her home, that's the end of it. In the light of day sitting at a table with friends, worry is far away.
Stranger things have happened and nothing's come of it. She catches up to the conversation and smiles again, jabbing a fork at Tater and ribbing along "Tater's got a girlfriend, Tater's got a girlfriend."