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Post by rikimaru on May 9, 2005 5:36:23 GMT -8
Rikimaru and Tesshu emerged from the wine cellar, wiping the sweat from their brow. "Almost done brother. Go check the rooms for everyone and I'll go downstairs and help Bae,fryn."
Tesshu nodded in agreement and headed up to the next floor. Each room was designed for each person, and the spare rooms were completely blank. Djinn had placed a spell on these rooms, thoughts became reality, every wish, every want you could think of could come true within your own four walls. Tesshu shrugged and headed back down. "Don't know exactly what I was looking for but ok!"
Rikimaru slipped into the basement where Bae'fryn was again studying his scrolls. "Are we ready Bae?"
"I beleive so Master Riki. Tho it will take me a while to collect the power needed for such a spell." Bae'fryn said with a bit of worry.
"Don't worry about that. Just focus on the spell." Rikimaru said as he threw down his cloak, slowly unfurling his seraph wings behind Bae. The drow began chanting the speall and Rikimaru's Earth glyph glowed lightly, creating an aura full of energy and life. A moment later there was a sputter of electricity and the building came to life.
"I...I did it!" Bae'fryn said in obvious disbeleif.
"Good job my friend. We'll see you upstairs." Rikimaru said with a smirk and grabbed his cloak as he sprinted upstairs.
Tesshu met him in the main hall with a smile. "Gotta admit. Harnessing lightning did not seem possible to me at first." He said as he thumbed towards the 'Thunder Tubes' that pwered many devices of the building.
Rikimaru just smiled beneath his mask and kick the door open, placing the 'Open' sing on the ledge. "We're back and better than ever!"
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Post by Zeffa! on May 9, 2005 9:46:44 GMT -8
Upon seeing the sign, Rikimaru and the rest unknowingly caused chaos to soon ensue... A small framed figure, shorter than an elf, yet taller than a halfling happened to notice the door opening, and moved forward to inspect it. The figure had long sandy brown hair that extended all the way down to his heels, but was bound by a very tight braid from the back of his neck down to the tip. He wore more of a poncho than a shirt, and ripped short breeches, with no shoes. In truth he looked rather trashy, but he had bright green eyes that showed he held no emnity towards his fashion.
The figure couldn't have been more than 4 feet 2 inches tall, yet despite his substantially short stride, he moved over to the tavern with almost unnatural speed. "Ooh.. what's this?" he asked with a playful curious grin.
HE peered in, then meandered through the doorway, wondering what the room was part of. For though he saw the sign, he couldn't read it.
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Post by Thistle on May 9, 2005 14:48:35 GMT -8
Thistle, Dameris, and the twins walked in. Well everyone but Thistle that is. She was riding Sir, Butterball Turkey. Upon seeing the lights Dameris immediately tried to divise a way to get a better look at them. The twins looked up in awe and Thistle spazed. "DEVILRY!" She screamed covering her eyes and hissing. Sir Turkey rolled his eyes and looked at the new, unfamiliar face and gobbled something like: "Who the heck are you?" (( EEEEEEEEEEE Good times tavern is back!!! lets see if we can get more pages on here than on LOL eh ))
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Post by Zeffa! on May 9, 2005 16:22:35 GMT -8
The lil elf, or large halfling, whatever it was, seemed to be windering if the strange trio were referring to him.
"Umm... are you talking to me?" he asked inquisitivly, pointing a confused figure at himself to emphasize the point.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 9, 2005 16:26:29 GMT -8
((HOORAY!!! Good times is back!!))
Chyenne prances through the door, her red curls bouncing as she does. "Goooooooooooooooooooooooooood morning!!!" the little dryad sang. "How is everyone today?!"
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Post by Zeffa! on May 9, 2005 16:28:58 GMT -8
Now the little one saw another new face walk in. He still had no idea what the building was, some sort of inn or a restaraunt or something.
"Um.. morning." he said quietly, and slightly confused. He held his long long braid in one hand nervously.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 9, 2005 16:33:51 GMT -8
The drayad walks over to the boy and extends her hand. "Hello, I am Chyenne. This is the Good Times Tavern... a wonderful place. Nice to meet you, sir."
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Post by Zeffa! on May 9, 2005 16:53:51 GMT -8
The boy looked at her hand in a confused manner, not entirely understanding this. He sniffed it almost animalistically, then took it in his hand, and waited for something to happen.
"My name is Tuck." he replied, looking at Chyenne's eyes, smiling.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 9, 2005 17:01:07 GMT -8
Chyenne giggles as the boy sniffs her hand. "You shake it, silly. Here, like this..." She shakes Tuck's hand politely. "It's okay.. I didn't know what to do either until Dark taught me how."
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Post by Thistle on May 9, 2005 17:13:02 GMT -8
"Yes he was, Tuck." Thistle said politely then picked up the song. "Good mornin' Good Mo-ore-rnin'. We've talked the whole night through. Good mornin' Good mornin' to you."
Naome rolled her eyes and walked in folowed closely by Tion who gave Chyenne an exasperated smile. "Just look what you've started now." she said with a chuckle. "Hey Tesshu I need some wine!"
"Your girlfriend is out here too." Naome added sweetly.
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Post by Zeffa! on May 9, 2005 17:32:49 GMT -8
Tuck smiled, seemingly happy to learn this new custom. He took her hand after she let go of his, and shook it again, grinning like a child with a new toy. He looked like a twelve year old, and was just about as tall as one.
"Who is dark?" he asked, looking around at the strangers before him.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 9, 2005 17:46:43 GMT -8
As if on cue, the black haired elven sorceress walks into the tavern. She looks around the room and notices Chyenne and Tuck. One of her eyebrows shoots up as she looks at them. "Well, hello, Chyenne. Who is this?" Chyenne tries to let go of Tuck, but her hand seems to be in a death grip with his. "Uh... hehe... this is Tuck. Hello Dark." As if as a second thought, Chyenne turns to look at the little boy. "That's her. She can get bossy sometimes."
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Post by Zeffa! on May 9, 2005 17:53:36 GMT -8
Tuck turned to face Dark, letting chyenne's hand free for the moment.
"Hello." he said, giving a strange salute by pounding his fist against his chest, with a slight nod.
"I'm Tuck" he said unnecissarily, for Chyenne had already introduced him.
The boy, though polite (as a 12-year old can be) and cheeryful, certainly didnt seem very hygenic. He was coated lightly in dirt, and his hair seemed to be filthy and matted on the top.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 9, 2005 17:59:15 GMT -8
Dark politely bowed her head at the boy. "Welcome. Where are you from? I do not believe that I have seen you around here." She looks at Chyenne pointedly. "Do you know where Tesshu is, dear?"
Chyenne's eyes remain totally void of any understanding of the hint that Dark was giving. "No... why?"
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Post by Thistle on May 9, 2005 19:29:01 GMT -8
Naome looked at Chyenne. "Well I'm sure Dark just wanted to warn you for it seems Thistle has dissapeared somewhere." She looked at the dirt covered boy. "I remember when Tion was that way." she said with a grimace.
"You were always the dirtier one." Tion shot back defensively.
"I know you were absolutely no fun. Hello Tuck I'm Naome and my twin over there is Tion. I think we will be best of friends." The kerath said with a grin that had mischief written all over it.
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