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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Oct 10, 2007 0:18:29 GMT
Immodicus Apothecary is empty this morning, as usual. Lonas and Regen are in the front room, chatting rather loudly and drinking some of the wine that's for sale. They appear to be discussing some news from the Arkains, which would mean absolutely nothing to anyone who wasn't personally from that region. Lonas breaks off, as his wineglass is empty, and heads across the room toward the kegs.
crunch
The squirrel's foot goes through a floorboard. Lonas stops, frowns, and comments to Regen, *Better go get Baraka or someone to fix this."
Regen nods and yells loudly, "MacErlon! Get yer tail in here, the floor broke!"
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Oct 14, 2007 14:35:35 GMT
*Oakrose walks in, then crosses the room to Lonas. Running her tail over his paw, she grins.* Hey. So, I saw this shop, and the list said something about fabrics. It's awful close to Halloween, and I know a little, rambuntious otterkit that doesn't have a costume yet. I'm intrested in buying some dark brown velvet, if you have any. Clearbrook's going to be a molebabe. *Looking at the hole in the floor, she grimaces.* I feel bad for Baraka or whoever comes in here to fix this.
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Oct 14, 2007 17:02:18 GMT
*Lonas grins at Oakrose, yanks his foot out of the boards, and replies, *Well, if he doesn't show up, Regen'll get 'im. Baraka's supposed t' be some kinda worker aroun' here.
*The squirrel strolls over to the piles of clotch, fishes around in them, and comes up with a sort of blackish-brown velvet-like cloth.*
*Here..is this th' right color for ye?
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Oct 14, 2007 19:46:54 GMT
*Oakrose nods, obviously pleased.* Oh yes, Lonas, that's perfect! You know just how to make me happy. I'll take...hm...Clearbrook has a brown dress, so she needs a snout and a tail...and ears...so, I think I'll take two feet, please. What are you doing for Halloween? We're planning on having a party, and you two are invited. Or, if you'd like to go somewhere else....
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Post by Baraka on Oct 16, 2007 12:36:22 GMT
*Baraka saunters in carrying a crowbar and a hammer. He stops by the hole in the floor and salutes.* Fixy-up person ready for action! *The squirrel babbles in a mock-French accent. He then drops down by the hole and peers inside.* I didn't know we had a basement!
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Oct 17, 2007 15:34:02 GMT
*Lonas shrugs. *Well, I was planning to...do the usual for holidays around here. Go t' the bonfire, tell a story maybe...
Drink...
*But I'd be glad to come to th' party. I'm sure Reg' would too.
*Regen looks down into the hole, where a dark, musty space is visible. *We don't...do we?
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Oct 17, 2007 23:37:21 GMT
*Oakrose grins.* Yea...that'd be nice. Er, it just looks like some kind of cramped cellar, maybe like a root cellar?
*She too peers down into the hole. Nodding to Baraka, she waves.* Sorry, I forgot to say hello. So, hello. D'you guys want to go down there and look? I think I might be small enough to fit in between the boards, and crawl around. This dress has seen better days, so I wouldn't mind.
*She motions to her rather old-looking stormy-blue dress, then to her slim waist.*
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Post by Tarkaan on Oct 19, 2007 23:55:13 GMT
At that moment Druston walks in. "Do you have something for a paw that hurts really bad? What are you all staring at?"
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Oct 21, 2007 12:14:36 GMT
*Lonas, about to reply to Oakrose, looks over at this newbeast. Regen also looks over, raises an eyebrow, and starts to look the ferret (ferret?) up and down.*
*Lonas speaks first, holding a paw out. *I'm Lonas Eale. You are?
*Regen shrugs and continues the coversation involving the floor.* I dunno, y' might fit if we pull a few floorboards up. Ye'll need a candle, too.
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Oct 21, 2007 12:44:06 GMT
*Oakrose nods her agreement.* Yes, I think that would work. *Glancing over at Druston, she smiles warmly and extends her paw as well.* Hello, I believe that you're new. Welcome to Terralux! My name's Oakrose Ea- I mean Oakrose Royalbrush. I don't think you'll be able to find anything to mend your paw here, but I'm a healer and will be able to help you after I'm done. Okay?
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Post by Tarkaan on Oct 21, 2007 17:11:18 GMT
"No my paw is fine but it hurts a lot because its stuck in a fist and wrapped like this"He holds up his paw as he says it and it is stuck in a fist wrapped in chain mail.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Oct 21, 2007 18:44:23 GMT
OOC: Druston, by, "fist wrapped in chain mail," do you mean a gauntlet/metal glove?  |
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Post by Tarkaan on Oct 21, 2007 19:08:09 GMT
OOC: No. Like its a sheet of chainmail and its wrapped around his left paw.and its held by a together by a steel pin that goes into his paw.
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Oct 21, 2007 22:42:41 GMT
OOC: Ahhh...ow?
BIC:
*Lonas removes his own paw, stares at Druston's for a moment, and winces. *Ouch. Why don't ye just...take it off? Yer gonna catch the rot, mate.
*Regen shoots Oakrose an amused look, having caught her mistake, and interrupts, *I'm...ah...Lord Regen Eale, Ambassador to the Arkains. Call me Regen.
*He smiles politely at the ferret and turns to the floorboards. *So...MacErlon. Let's get a few more o' these boards pulled up, so Miss Oakrose c'n check this place out.
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Post by Tarkaan on Oct 22, 2007 0:43:10 GMT
OOC: What creatures are they
BIC: Druston took his other paw and unwrapped the chainmail revealing a bloodstained paw that was stuck in a fist.
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