*The Cock Crows.*

Post by **Vahene** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:43 pm

Stormknife wrote:Remi scratched his head looking utterly confused. "I just figured your brother was there that time you told me to leave...but I ain't seen the eight legged freak since before that. You got the wrong guy this time."

Under the table, said 'eight legged freak' slid quietly down the center
support for the table and wandered towards the back door. Faen caught
a piece of webbing still caught to the underside of the table, and
connected to the spider, and gently pulled. Fuzzy didn't realize until he
was nearly back at the table that he was being drawn backwards.

"Talk arachnid," Faen ordered, putting him between her and Remi.

The spider looked oddly afraid and put both mandibles over its mouth.

"I strongly sense more of Draco's touch in this than I like," Faen
hissed. "Fuzzy was supposed to come to you with help about a little
problem, but I've since been told that somehow Draco is taking care of
it. Do you have any suggestions on how to discipline familiars into
actually listening to the correct sibling Remi? I'd be welcome to
suggestions."

Stormknife · Post by **Stormknife** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:49 pm

Remi looked up at the food as it arrived and uttered only one word before digging in: "Cats".

Post by **Vahene** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 8:52 pm

Stormknife wrote:Remi looked up at the food as it arrived and uttered only one word before digging in: "Cats".

"Cats?" Faen asked, bewildered for a moment.

Then a thoughtful expression crossed her face and she smiled so wickedly
that Fuzzy actually squirmed under his Mistress' firm grip. "Remi, how
would you and your demon cat like to come over for an extended visit
this weekend?"

Grayle · Post by **Grayle** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 9:54 pm

With no meat left on the joint, Grayle tosses the bone back into the wooden bowl. Roggins had taken the liberty of sliding a few extra mugs of liquor across the bar towards the friends. The floor beneath the gathered is covered with spilled drink, husks of bread and the rinds of fruit. Grayle regards both the broad-shouldered Vay and bright-eyed Maeve.

"Maeve, Vay...good morning. This is Cid." he says, placing his hand upon the gnomes shoulder. "Cid is one of the first to join the tribe, before we even became the Grey Company. He has been gone for some months, but returns to us from the dead, as it were."

The man raps his chest three times and belches. He turns his attention back to the gnome.

"Cid, I trust these two as much as I trust you. Get to know each other, as we shall rely on such compatabilites when our business venture moves towards it's actual goals."

The man tosses several coins upon the bar, then counts out two stacks of gold and offers them to Cid.

"I suppose you'll need some new clothes."

Mon-da-oth · Post by **Mon-da-oth** » Thu Jul 19, 2007 11:39 pm

Recognizing Faen but not the man sitting across from her and seeing the angry look on her face Rhode took this moment to slide off his stool and without a word to those gathered around the bar made his way quietly through the crowd to stand silently behind Remi.

Offering only a partial glance at Faen Rhode looked down at Remi's back; a preditory grimace across his bruised face as he stood with his hands tucked up inside his cloak.

Stormknife · Post by **Stormknife** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 12:08 am

Remi grinned. "Now that could be fun, darlin'. Ambrus always needs practice hunting, well, something other than me."

Post by **Vahene** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 1:48 am

Faen shakes her head negatively very slightly, but enough that Rhode can
see the motion. Staring at Remi, and then at her familiar, she hisses in
Infernal to the spider, "Go to Draco until I call for you." She lets go and
the spider skitters out of the room as fast as he possibly can go.

"Tell me Remi, have you met a friend of mine?" She stressed the
word 'friend' and looked deliberately over Remi's shoulder at Rhode.

Stormknife · Post by **Stormknife** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 5:01 am

"Huh? Wha?" Remi turned around to look at Rhode. "Uhhh, maybe I've seen him around. Don't recall, really."

Mon-da-oth · Post by **Mon-da-oth** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 12:03 pm

Rhode stares down at Remi; the blood that had soaked into the white of his bruised eye clouded the orb leaving just a dark red ball with a black spot in the center. Against the purple and black of the surrounding socket it caused an errie sureal image and seemed to glow in the shadows of his hood.

The dockworker smiles; the freshly scabbed breaks in his swollen lip tearing open again allowing blood to flow across his teeth and over his protruding lip to dribble down his chin.

"Is aint 'ad a good night feller ans Is feel'n like shar'n at da moment. Is wonder'n if'n Faen dar thin yous bes interested." Rhode cracked his knuckles.

Balamor Lansmor · Post by **Balamor Lansmor** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 1:00 pm

Fist gets his meal...and sucks down all 12 over easy eggs in less than a minute. then grabs the mug of tea adds hunny and milk. then out the door.... Limping all the way...

Rheia Althia · Post by **Rheia Althia** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 1:18 pm

Maeve regards Grayle with a small and kind smile, her eyes flicking to him for a moment before moving to the small gnome.

"A pleasure I'm sure." She regards him with a pleasant and warm smile. Her bizarre jade eyes reflecting the morning light of the inn.

She moves an arm to her right shoulder, brushing a speck of dirt from the shinning armour before moving her hands to her mug and bringing to warmth of the tea to her lips.

Father Willis · Post by **Father Willis** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 3:39 pm

Father Willis takes a peek into the Mistyvale from the door, and then walks in slowly in his simple priestly robe. It had been quite sometime since he had frequented an establishment such as this one, but he had good reason.

Approaching the bar, he nodded to Roggins and quietly ordered a hot spiced tea. Patiently awaiting the delivery of his drink, the Father observed his surroundings in silence.

Father Willis · Post by **Father Willis** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 3:43 pm

((Sorry double post!!))

Vay · Post by **Vay** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 3:45 pm

His eyebrows raise up as Grayls mentions the name Cid. His eyes then fall downward to the moderately scorched gnome.

"Aye? I b'lieve I've 'eard o this'n..." He rub his smoothly shaven chin as he thinks a moment. "Inventer, am I right?"

He then smiles and then lightly places a gloved hand on Cid's shoulder, trying as subtly as possible to avoid any of the parts of his clothing that are tattered from what appear to be some sort of flame.

"Pleasure t'be sure, me frien'. Glad t' 'ave ye... back, t'would seem. By th' way... di' ye 'ave a rough mornin' er a wil' night, frien'? Ye look like ye 'ad a brawl wi' some sorta flamin' beastie..."

Post by **Vahene** » Fri Jul 20, 2007 5:22 pm

Staring at Rhode, her response could chill a fire elemental, "It doesn't
matter if he's interested, he only meets one of the two qualifications. He
could never meet the other, not in my lifetime, and certainly not in his."