Chapter 40
Osiruk
Commoner, Female: hey good looking
T.A. Grimbergen: Good day, Madam.
Commoner, Female: *looks TA up and down*
T.A. Grimbergen: Er...ma'am?
Commoner, Female: you look like a nice strong man
T.A. Grimbergen: May I help you?
Commoner, Female: you may beable to
T.A. Grimbergen: Speak on...
Commoner, Female: you want to come back to my place
T.A. Grimbergen: Hmmm....your place? And where would that be?
Commoner, Female: back that way *points over her shoulder*
T.A. Grimbergen: Can you tell me the nature of your problem?
Maglor the Singer: [Shout] ooc back
Commoner, Female: problem I have no problem just an ich that you can help with
T.A. Grimbergen: An itch?
Commoner, Female: yes
T.A. Grimbergen: You mean...on your bodice?
Commoner, Female: na. *looks ta up and down licking her lips*
T.A. Grimbergen: *looks uneasy and sweats a little*
Commoner, Female: *takes his arm*
T.A. Grimbergen: I...um...must carry on. there looks to be many a man out in this marketplace who can help you with your...itch
Beli Fispart: Hail, would ye like to see some fruit and vegtables?
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye
Maglor the Singer: grimbergen!
Philip Cruz'ado: Ah. And what did you do to it?
T.A. Grimbergen: OH! Maglor!
Maglor the Singer: Thanksbe to the Gods!
Commoner, Female: ohhh
T.A. Grimbergen: You...must help me...*looks at woman following*
Maglor the Singer: What is it brother
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: I find master
Commoner, Female: he offered to help me then ran off
Maglor the Singer: Who art thou?
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods, watching her fly off*
Dilin Firspart: Finer Foods you will not find else ware, step up and see what tasty treats we have to offer.
Commoner, Female: Go beg somewhere else you old fool. what is it to you hes mine
T.A. Grimbergen: This lady...is interested in me helping her with her "itch" at her "place"...
Philip Cruz'ado: *startled* Hmmm.
Maglor the Singer: I see....
T.A. Grimbergen: I thought she was in some danger when i offered my services
Maglor the Singer: look here woman
Commoner, Female: *looks at maglor*
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen is a noble fellow, and betrothed to another. He cannot service your "itch"
Commoner, Female: I wount tell if he wount
Maglor the Singer: He is a man of honor
Commoner, Female: Honor ha. there is little honor in this world
Maglor the Singer: You reveal your inner self to readily
Philip Cruz'ado: What happened, TA?
Commoner, Female: *grabs TAs ass*
Maglor the Singer: In truth, woman, you remind me of another woman I once knew
T.A. Grimbergen: Sir Phillip...I was merely passing the marketplace when this woman approached asking for my help
Maglor the Singer: But that woman crossed me. And she is no more
T.A. Grimbergen: Little did i realize when she needed help with...
Philip Cruz'ado: Oh. Miss? What did you say to him?
Maglor the Singer: [Whisper] Grimbergen, be ready to run
Commoner, Female: just asked him for help with my itch
T.A. Grimbergen: *nods*
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] which way?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: HEY
Commoner, Female: *hey
Philip Cruz'ado: Right. And how much did you think to get?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: what the heck
T.A. Grimbergen: Woman! What is the meaning of this?!
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: Man! he did it to me first
T.A. Grimbergen: So it seems....
Maglor the Singer: You foolish woman
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *looks down sadly* foolish
T.A. Grimbergen: Miss..? What is the mater?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: i take offense to men knocking me down
Maglor the Singer: Be that as it may, I suppose I might be entitled to ask you who you are?
T.A. Grimbergen: My humblest apologies...my friend was only attempting to get me out of a sticking situation
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: of course *looks at maglor* I am Jenny
Maglor the Singer: Jenny
T.A. Grimbergen: Jenny?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *nods* yes
Maglor the Singer: And you are a ........sorceror?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: a meager mage *nods* yes
Maglor the Singer: I see........ You have probably heard of us
T.A. Grimbergen: That was a most interesting spell you cast upon my friend.
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: Heard of you?
Maglor the Singer: Have you not?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: bah mostly just stage magic *blushes* I do not know *looks confused* who are you?
Maglor the Singer: *smiles. Perhaps it is best to defer the answer to that question. Tell me.....do you know of a Redous Ranther?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *tilts her head to one side* why? Who? *shakes her head*
Maglor the Singer: Where are you from?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: I am a elf, i was raised in the woods
Maglor the Singer: anirAL AEY NLEam anirA anELVYA EO anirA ACelAL OECN?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: yes, i know well of the language
Maglor the Singer: Then you have heard of mighty TA Grimbergen
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: anirEYVir E OAAC E'S ilan il WElailWelilLanilVA OEM E NLEam LEan EO AEYM LilSA
Maglor the Singer: True-hearted defender of the poor and weak?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *looks at him*
T.A. Grimbergen: Pleased to meet you, ma'am.
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *nods slighly* forgive me for i have not
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen slew foul carrion beasts and turtle demons
T.A. Grimbergen: *smiles* That is all the better...I prefer it so.
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen fought drow
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *shivers* drow
Maglor the Singer: He faced down the jackels of Baloz in their own town
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: WOW. you must be strong *smiles*
Maglor the Singer: His is a name that those who serve evil should fear
T.A. Grimbergen: Alright....don't make me turn any redder from embarrasement
Maglor the Singer: *smiles
T.A. Grimbergen: Tell of all your exploits, brother Maglor!
Maglor the Singer: But more, he is my brother
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: tis a honor to meet one of such valor
Maglor the Singer: And I am Maglor
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: Maglor?
Maglor the Singer: A chronicler of great deeds. It has been my good fortune to follow in the wake of mighty heroes like Grimbergen. And mighty General Hetti. I have beheld a marvelous tale
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *looks at him shocked* what does a chronicler do?
T.A. Grimbergen: *leans to Jenny* Not only does he follow, he practically leads!
Maglor the Singer: I sing
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *smiles at T.A.*
Maglor the Singer: But we are in search of our companions
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: you do? *eyes grow wide* Perhaps I shall pay for a song *blushes*
Maglor the Singer: You needn't pay me to sing. Unless you would part with ...a kiss
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *nods slighly* really?
T.A. Grimbergen: *stares at Maglor*
Maglor the Singer: *winks at Grimbergen
T.A. Grimbergen: Shouldn't we...?
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: for a song *smiles* a kiss would be fair
Maglor the Singer: *smiles
T.A. Grimbergen: *tugs his arm*
Maglor the Singer: *Tis said her name was Jenny. *But those that knew, knew better. *She laughed to much to be obscured. *By anything less than stormy weather. ooc corry all, that was way corny
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *smiles and bows slighly*
T.A. Grimbergen: *claps*
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: now for my payment *smiles again*
Maglor the Singer: *hold s forthe cheek for kiss
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *kisses him very lighly on the cheek* safe travels to then Sir Maglor *whispers quitely in his ear* till next our destiny brings us together again. :you:
Maglor the Singer: ooc major lag. ACelElair NElalaAla ilMA FAlaan
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: anEla LELA anirilan ilMA laamAAanAM. *bows* Good day to you sir
Maglor the Singer: EYM SYlaEny anEVAanirAM amECC FA WEelELA, amirAL amA SilNA Ean
T.A. Grimbergen: *looks in awe*
Maglor the Singer: amazing
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: tyAMiriltyla EO anirA WilA amEYCW nyESA amirAL E amEYCW FA SElaan FCAlalaAW
Maglor the Singer: *laughs
T.A. Grimbergen: Indeed! I have never seem such transformations...nor real pixies
Marbiel (Desh) Marsby: *smiles*
Maglor the Singer: There are wonders beyond what we have already seen. We should seek out our companions, eh?
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye. DO you know where they are congregating?
Maglor the Singer: I heard rumor of their passing to the docks area
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah.
Maglor the Singer: my thanks. Come, this way
Wanderer: What are you doing in my home? Get out! *burp*
Maglor the Singer: hmm.....this is a strange place
T.A. Grimbergen: Truly a privateer's haven. Maglor!
Maglor the Singer: what was it?
T.A. Grimbergen: I do not know...
Maglor the Singer: I saw nothing. Gads
T.A. Grimbergen: I heard someone shouting ...then the arrows struck
Maglor the Singer: Yes I heard the shouting too
T.A. Grimbergen: Have you angered someone along the way?
Maglor the Singer: No. for once I've been well behaved
T.A. Grimbergen: *chuckles*
Maglor the Singer: Should we go back in, fighting?
T.A. Grimbergen: It would seem someone knows of our intentions...or at least our reputation for "trouble". Nay...it is too dangeours
Maglor the Singer: Redous Ranther may know of our arrival. But what of Kyil and Sara, and the mute girl. They may be in there
T.A. Grimbergen: They didn't seem to target me...mayhap i can search for the others while your wait in safer circles here?
Maglor the Singer: Go, but return quickly
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