Chapter 52
Lord Spag of Esirup
Aron P'rezli: no no not at all, im in search of accomodations really
Vichtos Sirilian: good luck aron
Katarina Thel: Oh. Well I thought I say an inn back there
Vichtos Sirilian: i think thats where he's headed
Katarina Thel: A strange man....
Maglor the Singer: Nay\
Philip Cruz'ado: Maybe Sara will have a place for you.
Aron P'rezli: *waves*
Lytha: {watches Maglor curiously}
Maglor the Singer: Grimbergen, thank the gods!
T.A. Grimbergen: *wavws*
Maglor the Singer: Aron, I greet you
T.A. Grimbergen: *waves*
Aron P'rezli: I was wondering... where might I put up for the night whilst in Esirup?
Maglor the Singer: Something is amiss here, lads
Aron P'rezli: amiss?
T.A. Grimbergen: What do you sense?
Maglor the Singer: This is my inn, yet I cannot get acknowledgement from the staff. Indeed, I don't even know them
Aron P'rezli: Odd...
Maglor the Singer: One never knows what to expect when one returns to Esirup
Aron P'rezli: How long have you been away?
T.A. Grimbergen: Yes...the frunishings have all changed...but I had thought it was for other reasons
Maglor the Singer: *strokes chin
T.A. Grimbergen: And my guardhouse is no longer here!
Maglor the Singer: That blasted woman will not acknowledge me
Philip Cruz'ado: I noticed a guardhouse, Grimbergen.
Aron P'rezli: *puzzled* is this normal you say?
T.A. Grimbergen: Philiip?
Philip Cruz'ado: Should there be 2?
Aron P'rezli: *stares at lytha laying on the floor*
Maglor the Singer: No. When last we were in Esirup. I was master of this inn
T.A. Grimbergen: Nay...unless it has been relocated...
Aron P'rezli: *looks at Philip" "Is she ok?"
T.A. Grimbergen: I did not chance a sighting of my old barracks
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods to Aron* Hm. Where have you looked?
Aron P'rezli: *shrugs*
Lytha: {pulls her bedroll around her, eyes closing}
Maglor the Singer: I suggest we go to Saraphin's new temple and see if we can learn more
Aron P'rezli: I spoke to her... she was in dire spirits indeed
T.A. Grimbergen: Come, let us go
Vichtos Sirilian: well, ever since i met you and the others... stuff either happens very quickly, or very slowly
Katarina Thel: Hello
Vichtos Sirilian: and never anything in between
Maglor the Singer: Hello indeed. Have we had the pleasure?
T.A. Grimbergen: Well met, travellors
Katarina Thel: And who might you two gentleman be? Kat's my name. Well...Katarina..but Kat will do.
Maglor the Singer: And thou, sir? Thy name?
T.A. Grimbergen: TA Grimbergen, champion of Athena, at your service, m'lady
Vichtos Sirilian: *eyes the two a moment* I am called Vichtos
Maglor the Singer: I am Maglor....the singer
Katarina Thel: A champion are you? Vichtos...we stand in high company then. {smiles}
Maglor the Singer: Have you been in Esirup long?
Vichtos Sirilian: *smiles at Kat* oh.. Maglor.. I think Ive heard of you
Maglor the Singer: *smiles
Katarina Thel: No we jsut recently came in with Hold and Jacia
Maglor the Singer: Ah....so Hold and Jacia have returned, then?
Aron P'rezli: greetings
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah, you travel with the esteemed Hold!
Maglor the Singer: There is little enough love lost between us. Grimbergen is indeed a champion!
T.A. Grimbergen: Indeed Maglor...it would have amended things if you have been at their wedding
Katarina Thel: Between you and Hold you mean?
Maglor the Singer: Aye
Katarina Thel: Hmmm
T.A. Grimbergen: Champion...yes...well...I knew it was too much to use that term
Maglor the Singer: For my part, I would be friends. But he is proud, and will have none. *Proud, proud Hold is he
Vichtos Sirilian: Hold? proud?.... no.... *sarcastically*
Maglor the Singer: *Ever clinging to dignity. *Little enough, cares he for fate
Katarina Thel: Before my time I'm afraid. I don't know much of Hold's history.
Maglor the Singer: *But for his fortune, never late!
Aron P'rezli: I am intruding... I will come back
Katarina Thel: I've only been with him for a few months
Maglor the Singer: .....a little tune I'd been working on
Lytha: {comes up and stares at her}
Vichtos Sirilian: its not bad
Maglor the Singer: But here are Cruzado and Lytha
Lytha: I don't know you?
Katarina Thel: Well met.
Vichtos Sirilian: could be a bit longer tho
Maglor the Singer: Many tthanks, Vichtos
Philip Cruz'ado: Well met, m'lady.
Lytha: {smiles] Hello Well
Katarina Thel: Phillip, aye?
Maglor the Singer: I can tell already that you and I shall be friends
Philip Cruz'ado: Aye. I see you've put away the skirts already.
T.A. Grimbergen: Indeed!
Maglor the Singer: It is nice having magical friends
Aron P'rezli: *squints his elven eyes*
Vichtos Sirilian: *chuckles*
Lytha: {giggles and hides behind Philip}
T.A. Grimbergen: That was certainly a displayof great minds working in conjunction
Katarina Thel: {shrugs}...not much to my liking I'm afraid. I'm indebted to her for letting me try them though.
Maglor the Singer: I tell you, things are changes since last we were in Esirup
Vichtos Sirilian: oh?
Maglor the Singer: Aye....but we have been gone long
Katarina Thel: {ayes the redhead}....well met miss.
Philip Cruz'ado: *shrugs* Whichever you prefer.
Maglor the Singer: years, it seems. We met upon Aron in the Trenstal area
Lytha: {plays with a rock in the grass. Then pushes a bug around}
Maglor the Singer: He is a wicked archer, and a noble soul, methinks
Vichtos Sirilian: he was not in the forest of gold?
Aron P'rezli: *laughs*
Katarina Thel: I'm Katarina Thel. Who are you?
Maglor the Singer: 'tis his home, but he had strayed
Vichtos Sirilian: oh i see
Maglor the Singer: Seeking us out. And we are honored to count him among us
Aron P'rezli: this is true. and I am honored to be here
Katarina Thel: oookay....
Philip Cruz'ado: Lytha? Kat was saying hello.
Lytha: Hmm?
Maglor the Singer: Vichtos, tell me of your travels. Have you seen death many times?
Katarina Thel: ooc: brb
Lytha: {looks up, distracted}
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] TA might I speak with you for a bit? aside?
Vichtos Sirilian: *coughs, looking nervous* well... I'm no story teller, Im sure it would not be very interesting
Philip Cruz'ado: *nods over* Katarina Thel, is her name. She said hello, Lytha.
Maglor the Singer: *smiles. A modest man.....a rare find indeed! And what of you Kat?
Lytha: But.... {looks confused} Oh. {smiles}
Vichtos Sirilian: have i seen death? what do you mean?
Lytha: Hello Well Kitty
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] and what now friend?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] What's on your mind, Aron?
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] the amulets? do they not tug at you now?
Vichtos Sirilian: *hides a smile, mouthing the word 'kitty'*
Maglor the Singer: I mean, have you slain, and seen a lot of blood letting?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Ah... well, my part is over. My amulet lies silet. (silent)
Lytha: {smiles, then goes back to her bug}
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] hmmm
Vichtos Sirilian: oh, well.. yes indeed *looks relieved*
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] and now have you spoken to Saraphin?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] But...mayhap that is why Sara is disturbed
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] she seems troubled
Maglor the Singer: It is a grim path we have chosen, is it not, Vichtos?
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] That must be it... we musn't tarry here much longer than
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] I guess I am just a little stir crazy after travelling for so long.
Vichtos Sirilian: *frowns a moment* ive seen grimmer.. but aye, tis not an easy life
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] perhaps just a bit homesick. thank you for letting me bend your ear
Vichtos Sirilian: ooc grimmer! *shakes head*
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] Indeed... but it is good you are here to bid haste -- we were growing too comfrotable
Lytha: ooc - hehehe
Maglor the Singer: Your appearance would strike fear into many, yes?
T.A. Grimbergen: Pardon me... Maglor,
Maglor the Singer: You are an imposing presence. yes, Grimbergen?
Vichtos Sirilian: me? *looks confused*
T.A. Grimbergen: I don't mean to cut this short, but I believe we must make haste to Saraphin...
Maglor the Singer: What is it?
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] Yes friend Vichtos, I would agree with Maglors comment
Lytha: {finally picks up the bug}
T.A. Grimbergen: She is...troubled...
Maglor the Singer: *looks uneasy
Lytha: {smiles very shyly and holds out her hand to Silver Cream}
Maglor the Singer: Shall we go see then?
T.A. Grimbergen: Perhaps regarding the amulet
Aron P'rezli: *watches Lytha, though not as strangely as he used to*
Maglor the Singer: Come, Lytha
Lytha: {offering something}
Maglor the Singer: *takes her hand
Lytha: {and drops the bug in his hand, eyes shyly averted}
Katarina Thel: ooc: back
T.A. Grimbergen: Lord Vichtos, Lady Kat. .. come, if you may... I trust since you are companions of Hold and Jacia, you are privy to these news
Maglor the Singer: *looks at bug
Vichtos Sirilian: uh.. news?
Maglor the Singer: Yes, come.....let us see
Katarina Thel: {looks confused}
Maglor the Singer: *puts bug in pocket
Vichtos Sirilian: and please... its just vichtos, i am lord of nothing
Lytha: {smiles happily}
T.A. Grimbergen: Certainly... has not Hold been questing for Esirup?
Aron P'rezli: *shakes head*
Vichtos Sirilian: aye, something about a box
Aron P'rezli: a box?
Vichtos Sirilian: *nods*
Aron P'rezli: most interesting
Katarina Thel: well...truthfully....I just sort of act as a strongarm for Hold. I'm not privy to a lot
T.A. Grimbergen: Well...mayhap our paths converge. Come if you are interested.
Maglor the Singer: [Shout] ooc levelling, brb (yeehoo!)
Aron P'rezli: hello Lytha
Lytha: Hello Well Kitty! I am get over here. {smiles}
Katarina Thel: {looks shocked}..Kitty??
T.A. Grimbergen: *looks over Kat up and down with new admiration* Indeed...
Lytha: {shies away from Aron's words}
Aron P'rezli: *sighs*
Philip Cruz'ado: *sigh* Someone called you that, m'lady.
Lytha: eep
T.A. Grimbergen: Well, should you be interested, let us make haste to the temple
Vichtos Sirilian: hey. champion guy
Lytha: {watches the guard go by}
Vichtos Sirilian: shes here
Aron P'rezli: lady saraphin is about !
Philip Cruz'ado: She means no harm. 'Tis just her way
Lytha: Amanda!
Vichtos Sirilian: hello
T.A. Grimbergen: Oh...yes
Lytha: {hugs Amanda}
Saraphin: Hello
T.A. Grimbergen: *murmurs "champion guy* *sigh*
Saraphin: *hugs Lytha burriying her head into her shoulder and crying*
Vichtos Sirilian: *coughs* sorry bud forgot your name
Lytha: {looks shocked, but clings to Amanda}
T.A. Grimbergen: You are looking ravishing, Lady Saraphin
Aron P'rezli: *can't watch Saraphin so upset*
Saraphin: *glances up at TA*
Katarina Thel: Hello Lady Saraphin. I don't remember if I thanked you properly or not for letting me wear your gown. Things got rushed you see and well......anyways. Thank you
T.A. Grimbergen: No worries, buddy... Grimbergen will do, Vichtos. Aron, why do you turn away?
Vichtos Sirilian: *sighs at kats words*
Aron P'rezli: (silent)
Vichtos Sirilian: ok grimber. gen
Katarina Thel: Not that some people noticed of course but it was fun to dress up. {coughs}
T.A. Grimbergen: Sure...gimber is fine... I've had others call me that
Vichtos Sirilian: *quietly* i noticed!
T.A. Grimbergen: *frowns*
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] I don't know, it bothers me to see Saraphin troubled so
Vichtos Sirilian: *sighs and looks down*
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] I asked to talke with her about it. but she refused....
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] ah...indeed... a lady in distress is a difficult sight
Saraphin: oh. Sorry
Katarina Thel: {smiles}...it's ok Vichtos
Saraphin: I have lots of dresses
Katarina Thel: I was teasing anyway
Aron P'rezli: [Whisper] I could have taken that amulet... and been the one to bare that load
Saraphin: if you want to have one Miss?
Vichtos Sirilian: *smiles hearing saras offer*
Katarina Thel: *sigh*...I appreciate the offer Maam but I wouldn't have much use for one. I was tripping over the one I borrowed.
Saraphin: are you sure. I love to share
Katarina Thel: I tend to get in too many fights. it woudn't last a day I'm afraid.
Saraphin: hehe. want to see what I wear in a fight? *drying up a tear*
Katarina Thel: What you see is pretty much what I usually wear day in and day out. *sigh*
Saraphin: *smiles* oh ok
Katarina Thel: Well I do have a couple others but they're all pretty utilitarian
Saraphin: *glances at Phillip, still upset*
Maglor the Singer: Well, I see we have more or less acheived a quorum
Saraphin: huh?
Maglor the Singer: Where is Aron?
Lytha: {plays with a another bug, looking up and smiles at Silver Cream}
T.A. Grimbergen: He is... distressed
Maglor the Singer: distressed?
Katarina Thel: What's a quarim...quorum...whatever you said?
T.A. Grimbergen: Well, he feels the burden of the amulet should be on him, had he been more willing to take it
Lytha: {watches Amanda and Philip depart, eyes hurt}
Philip Cruz'ado: Lytha? Amanda will be right back.
Maglor the Singer: I see
Vichtos Sirilian: *to kat, whispers* like... a gathering
Katarina Thel: Oh.
Maglor the Singer: ooc oops. Grimbergen, you are wise in such matters.....you must convince him that he is wrong
Vichtos Sirilian: *raises an eyebrow at lytha*
T.A. Grimbergen: Aye...I will try...
Lytha: {finally picks up the bug}. Silver Cream?
Kadarr : [Shout] DM: Ok folks sorry but I got a bit sick today, and then my son's baseball meeting so I didn't have time to implement trade skills. HOWEVER... seamstress and potion making are now activated
Aron P'rezli: *Burp*
T.A. Grimbergen: Aron...mind if I join you -- oh...
Lytha : Its ok Kadarr!
Aron P'rezli: Please do. *motions to chair
T.A. Grimbergen: My friend... please do not be distressed regarding the amulet
Aron P'rezli: the wine is not the best I've had, but the company is better now. yes, i know. I am just a bit like a fish out of water here right now. many things going through my head
T.A. Grimbergen: Ah... is this your first time in a city?
Aron P'rezli: oh now.... just been travelling a long time now, and do miss the golden forest a bit
Commoner, Female: *shyly walks over*
Aron P'rezli: but of course I've been in a city
T.A. Grimbergen: Hail, lady
Aron P'rezli: ... oh... hello miss
Commoner, Female: hum? Hail. could I be so bold in joining thee for a meal?
Aron P'rezli: Would you like to join us?
Commoner, Female: I hate to eat alone
Aron P'rezli: please, have a seat. *looks at girl* * looks at TA*
T.A. Grimbergen: I'm Grimbergen... may we have the honor of your name?
Commoner, Female: thank thee, and don't let me interupt thee, continue on if I not interupting. They call me Zieandra
T.A. Grimbergen: [Whisper] perhaps she will cheer your mood?
T.A. Grimbergen: Zieandra, have you ever laid eyes upon an elf lord of the golden forest?
Aron P'rezli: Greetings, I am Aron, ranger warden and Arcane Archer from the Golden Forest, of the ancient family P'rezli.
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