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  1. #11
    <small people! small people with FOOD. puppy was SO HAPPY! This small people wasn't smelly like the other one. This small people didn't have just skin and a red string! He LIKED this small people.>

    Run, RUNNING! Run around with the small people! OH OH BIG PEOPLE YELLING! Puppy wasn't DEAF! Small people with food weren't DEAF! WHY!

    <puppy jumped off the table he'd jump onto in his excitement, dishes flying out from his furry feet and on to the floor>


  2. #12
    Childish laughter and squeals follow the puppy on its rampage, only to fall silent as she sees her mom's foot start to tap in that threatening manner that can only mean she's slowly boiling up to a fever pitch.

    "PUPPY!! RUN!!!", she cries as she dashes out the door, one hand clutching Unca Slikker's treat, she tears across the landscape and comes to rest in some bushes beside a crumbling wall. Waiting for Puppy to arrive, she begins unwrapping the foil covered morsel and smiles as the smell of chocolate wafts to her nose.

    "There you are, Puppy!", she breaks off a lil piece and offers it up to the panting pup as she takes a bite herself, some of the melted chocolate that clung to the foil smears on her cheek. She hands the Puppy one more little tidbit before she finishes the treatie off. The chocolaty foil falls to the ground as the morning's excitement takes it's toll and a nap attacks.

  3. #13
    Wanders behind the bar, and chuckles at the shiver of anticipation that Arky's about to pounce on someone invading his bailiwick. Exploring further...and coughing on the dust he kicks up...the Elf spies a familiar dark oak cask. Hefting it to the bar and upending it, he positions it over a spigot, expertly knocks out the bung (some things, one never forgets how to do!) and opens the spigot, letting the first splash of ale wash out the dust of years.

    Opening a cupboard, he reaches up to the second shelf, far left, and grabs a pewter mug with a stylized "S" molded into it. Sliding it under the flowing stream of ale, he fills it with a practiced hand and closes the tap. Returning to a different table--his table, the one in the back on the right, opposite the hot tub--he winks and toasts the barb.

    "Here's to you, my lady"--grinning widely as the barb growls at the hated epithet--"and to the friends we've known, the ones we've lost, and the ones we've yet to meet!" So saying, he drinks deeply, feeling the ale wash away a decade of road dust, sweat, and blood.

    "Aaahhhhh...Misty Hollow I've missed thee!"

  4. #14
    Silently, without any acknowledgement, a tall figure makes his way across the tavern to the darkest corner, most remote from the warming fire. No one is there to see him slowly pull down the hood of his cloak. No one is there to see his now slightly greying hair catch and reflect what little light bludgeons its way into the dark corner. No one is there to see Megabyte has arrived.

  5. #15
    <in a burst of light, a bottle of Absolut appears on the bar, fresh snow cascading down its sides, accompanied by a mysterious foil wrapped object that smells mysteriously of chocolate, cake and creamy filling>

  6. #16
    * Dewm appears leaving a nice pile of p00p on the bar*

  7. #17

    Have I stumbled upon a time machine?

    Armina dances into the room, twirling, laughing, as all the once-familiar items come into her view.
    Akky... Where is that wonderful ole barkeep? Dante21... he was always here..
    Crys and the mysterious black widow sisters, and don't forget the HoneyMooners <G>... where is she? Brandy, Achilles... do you remember the sign? "Children left unattended will be sold as slaves??" LOL, how Petal loved that!
    Indigo, Mirth,LostChild, Allison, Riddler, Velvet, Starbuck, Slik, Dreamer, Twister, Ariana, Porter, Maja, Alaric -- where are you all? Ohh how I've missed this place
    Busily builds a fire so she can sit and stare and dream of days gone by....

  8. #18
    "LOL, how Petal loved that!"

    Petal crept in behind her mother, trying to be sneaky. She knew it wouldn't work, though, when she heard that. Instead, she stood up, hands on hips. "I still do too!" She looks around, "Where's is everyone, I don't remember this ol' place ever having been so... well.. dead."

  9. #19
    From the back of the tavern, near what used to be the hot tub, a single, tentative note is plucked from a lute. It echoes eerily through the nearly empty room, but as the last echo dies, a full chord is played. It, too, bounces off the walls, to be followed by a minor chord...a sound filled with melancholy, and longing. Then the first chord is played again, but this time the sound is fuller, more confident--almost defiant.

  10. #20
    (and from the open door lyrics waft in, blending with the notes and making the whole far greater than the sum of its parts....)

    "Just sit right there and you'll hear a tale,
    a tale of a fateful night.
    That started back in Dragon Court when there were no drunks there to fight.
    The owner was a brave Halfling lad, Fleetwood was his name,
    all he wanted was to sell some drinks until in the Thonged Dwarf came,
    in the Thonged Dwarf came.

    The tavern started emptying out, the sales they all were lost,
    If not for the courage of the Halfling's crew the gold would've
    turned to dross,
    Gold turned to dross.

    But the Thonged Dwarf was distracted by the shiny golen pole,
    blinding Navic,
    and SloHand too,
    Tiger, and his wife.
    The more he danced,
    The more patrons fled the bar,
    And the Halfling soon swore!"

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