Corren & Rowan III

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=210 BGCOLOR="#99CC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12a8dfc3.jpg"> <div> <B> </B></div> </td> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=82 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12b8dfe1esnpes.jpg"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#336666" FACE="Arial" ><B>Missiledine's Archives</B></FONT><B>     </B><B>|</B><B>     </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Missiledines Archives"><U><B>home</B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id48.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan"><U>Corren & Rowan</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id114.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan II"><U>Corren & Rowan II</U></A>   |   <B>Corren & Rowan III</B>   |   <A HREF="id116.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan IV"><U>Corren & Rowan IV</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id117.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan V"><U>Corren & Rowan V</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id118.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan VI"><U>Corren & Rowan VI</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id119.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan VII"><U>Corren & Rowan VII</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id120.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan IIX"><U>Corren & Rowan IIX</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id187.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Corren Rowan IIIX"><U>Corren & Rowan IIIX</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id188.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Epilouge"><U>Epilouge</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id6.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Missiledines Archives"><U><B>Archive Directory</B></U></A></div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" height=398 colspan=2 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12b8dfc3.jpg"> <div> <I>Corren & Rowan III</I></div> <bR> <bR> <div> 4th Game Session </div> <div>           Velitrium Campaign: Lendale Faire </div> <div>           PC: Corren </div> <div>           Rowan </div> <bR> <div>           You have just entered room "Missiledine </div> <div>           Chat54." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1 has entered the room. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Tyler just came on. I'll invite </div> <div>           him in </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k </div> <div>           ElwingFD has entered the room. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Here he is! </div> <div>           ElwingFD: fanfare please </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: greetings and salutations, </div> <div>           Tyler </div> <div>           Missiledine: BBBBBBbbpppphhhhtttttt! </div> <div>           Missiledine: Anyone with a child will </div> <div>           recognise that sound! </div> <div>           ElwingFD: true </div> <div>           Missiledine: As I was saying.... I want to </div> <div>           get down to the serious buisness of killi... I </div> <div>           mena playing..... </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. i think we left off in </div> <div>           the tavern, having fortified outserves </div> <div>           witha pint or two. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: yeah, and it's still early morning </div> <div>           :-) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: GM, how much did Talbon ive use again? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Talbon has left and except for </div> <div>           the staff, you three have the run of the place </div> <div>           Missiledine: 4 Lunars or $40 each </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: well, having had breakfast, </div> <div>           i think it is time to sieze the faire day </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k, thanks. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: is it a magical staff? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Well, you'll be heading out </div> <div>           early tomorrow, so if you need anything now </div> <div>           is the time </div> <div>           ElwingFD: eeh, let me check my sheet to </div> <div>           see what inventory I have </div> <div>           Missiledine: Yes, theyt bring you anything </div> <div>           you want to eat and drink and make your </div> <div>           money disappear </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren says, "well, what </div> <div>           other trouble can we get into today?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: In a Jim world? The sky's the </div> <div>           limit </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb looks at Rowan, "So, </div> <div>           what are your plans?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb digs out two flasks and has the bartender </div> <div>           fill them with Double V. "Travelin rations." He explains </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: good idea, corren gets </div> <div>           beer for his skin. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Brown. </div> <div>           Missiledine: He orders another VV shot to </div> <div>           "Start the day off right" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "I'll get me wineskins filled up </div> <div>           later, when I get these topped of afore </div> <div>           bedtime. " He says </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren grins. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren checks his gear. </div> <div>           and asks Rolb "what do you think we'll </div> <div>           be needing in the Palood?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb looks at your pile of kit </div> <div>           and says, "I see ya favor a man poker. Ya </div> <div>           might wanna get yourself a boar spear for </div> <div>           this wee jaunt." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Aye. good idea" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Then ya dunna have to worry </div> <div>           that some beastie is gonna crawl up the </div> <div>           shaft" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Can ya shoot? With either a </div> <div>           bow or a crossbow?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: my inventory is fine...as long as </div> <div>           mr. noble has the food and transport </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "I can hit a target with a </div> <div>           bow. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "I didna think ya were goin!" </div> <div>           Missiledine: To Corren: "Then ya might </div> <div>           want to find one fer this trip." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren checks his </div> <div>           finances.... </div> <div>           Missiledine: To Rowan: "I did na think that </div> <div>           you and the man had come to terms? Are </div> <div>           ya goin to take him up on his offer?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: well, if I recall correctly, he did </div> <div>           agree to my terms....he said get ready...all of </div> <div>           you </div> <div>           Missiledine: No, he said ", I will pay you </div> <div>           the $250, otherwise you get therwenty </div> <div>           percent. Take it our leave it, I shall not </div> <div>           haggle like a common merchant!" You </div> <div>           countered, he walked away with no more </div> <div>           comment. He gave money to the other two, </div> <div>           not you </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren thinks that rope </div> <div>           might be useful too. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: ok, looking at the logs, since I </div> <div>           was the last one he was talking to, he said </div> <div>           "both of you", I thought he was talking to me </div> <div>           and Corren </div> <div>           ElwingFD: Im sorry, I meant me and Rolb, </div> <div>           since Corren was already contracted </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Well Rowan, why don't ya </div> <div>           join us on the Grain Dock tomorrow, see if </div> <div>           you can work it out." </div> <div>           ElwingFD: well I suppose I can help you </div> <div>           with getting your things there at least </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren shrugs. drains his </div> <div>           beer. "my bruises are suitably numbed. </div> <div>           I am ready" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Be a pity if ya don't tag </div> <div>           along... Havin a Guardian along would be </div> <div>           kinda comfortin." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren agrees. "Useful" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: well, we'll just have to see.. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb pounds back his spirits </div> <div>           and throws some coins on the counter </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Corren gets up. tips </div> <div>           the server. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: a boar spear is first in </div> <div>           order. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "then let us go and see what </div> <div>           there is to see.... Tell me laddie (to </div> <div>           Corren) How did ya meet our new employer?" </div> <div>           ElwingFD: yes, do tell...and do you know </div> <div>           who that was with him? the other </div> <div>           member of the party? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren says "I met him </div> <div>           yeterday. after the first match. his table </div> <div>           was the only one open." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "I don't know who he was talking to. he has some maps. We are going to travel near my </div> <div>           hometown, Soche. There are some guides available in Soche. He was asking me about </div> <div>           that yesterday" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Hmmm, did he give ya </div> <div>           anymore than what he told us?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Not really, he mentioned </div> <div>           his travel plans. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: anything in those plans that we </div> <div>           haven't already heard? </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Well, he is staying at hte Silver Boar Inn. we will travel by boat to the Palood, I believe </div> <div>           that he plans to contract more assistance. like a guide. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Well, I for one am no swamp </div> <div>           guide!" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "I know a few names from </div> <div>           around Soche. My father also knows his </div> <div>           way around the Palood. I am also sure </div> <div>           my father knows a few good guides." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: <are we on the way to a </div> <div>           weaponsmith?> </div> <div>           Missiledine: yes, you are walking towards </div> <div>           the area of the faire that has most of these </div> <div>           stands </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k. </div> <div>           ElwingFD: guys, I have a problem...I need </div> <div>           to go..a bit of an emergency...I will try to be </div> <div>           back but no guarentees...I'm very sorry </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: k </div> <div>           Missiledine: ok </div> <div>           ElwingFD: I'll try to get back as soon as </div> <div>           possible </div> <div>           ElwingFD has left the room. </div> <div>           Missiledine: we'll be here </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Does Rolb have any </div> <div>           more questions? </div> <div>           Missiledine: No, he dosen't say anything </div> <div>           more about Talbon, instead turning a </div> <div>           professional eye to the displays of weapons </div> <div>           and armo </div> <div>           Missiledine: armor </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Corren knows a bit </div> <div>           about weapons. he looks for a boar </div> <div>           spear. </div> <div>           Missiledine: It isn't too hard to find one, </div> <div>           they are a common hunting weapon </div> <div>           Missiledine: Do bear in mind that they </div> <div>           don't throw well </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. corren checks for </div> <div>           heft and balance. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: yes </div> <div>           Missiledine: You handle half a dozen </div> <div>           before you find one that is comfortable </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. corren checks the </div> <div>           spearhead. metal quality </div> <div>           Missiledine: (GM assumes that Rowan is </div> <div>           browsing and looking at weapons, etc) </div> <div>           Missiledine: To the extent of your </div> <div>           knowledge, which is limited to the buisness </div> <div>           of using it, it looks ptretty good. Could use a </div> <div>           real good sharpening tho. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Most dealers have a wheel </div> <div>           and will touch it up for a customer </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren has armoury skill </div> <div>           specialized in weapons. effective skill 14 </div> <div>           Missiledine: There are also blade and knife </div> <div>           grinders around, but that will cost extra </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren can sharpen his </div> <div>           own. </div> <div>           Missiledine: I see it. Been watching IQ and </div> <div>           other stats </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: ok. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Have to reformat the sheet for </div> <div>           an easier read </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: hmmm.. my format is not </div> <div>           efficient? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Prints out on multiple pages </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: really? ok. </div> <div>           Missiledine: The spear is $50 </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Corren buys it. </div> <div>           Missiledine: The merchant looks pleased, </div> <div>           offers to run the blade over the wheel for </div> <div>           you </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren lets him. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Takes a few minutes but it </div> <div>           comes back razor sharp, as good, if not </div> <div>           better job than you could do and done in </div> <div>           a fraction of the time. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "thank you" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb gives the man a couple </div> <div>           farthings to have him touch up his </div> <div>           shortsword and dagger </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Well, how much does </div> <div>           corren have left? </div> <div>           Missiledine: well, you had $96 - $10 for </div> <div>           bed, meals and beer + 40. from your </div> <div>           employer - $50 for the spear = $76 </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren will hold off on </div> <div>           buying a bow for now. maybe he can </div> <div>           pick one up used on Soche. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb shakes his head, "I need </div> <div>           a new one myself. I'd say get it here, better </div> <div>           selection and ya can probably get a better </div> <div>           price if ya dicker a bit." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: what kind of bow does </div> <div>           Rolb have? </div> <div>           Missiledine: None at the moment </div> <div>           Missiledine: Tho he can use one </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. Corren admits </div> <div>           knowimg little about dickering. Maybe </div> <div>           he should watch Rolb </div> <div>           Missiledine: After collecting his weapons, </div> <div>           Rolb leads the way to where the stands </div> <div>           specialize in bows and crossbows, prods, etc </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren follows </div> <div>           Missiledine: He walks through several tents </div> <div>           and stalls, looking at different bows, both </div> <div>           long and short.. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren keeps a heads up. </div> <div>           Missiledine: At the fourth stall he handles a </div> <div>           couple, testing their strencth, inspecting the </div> <div>           wood grain with care. He selects three </div> <div>           short bows and lays them on the counter </div> <div>           and waits for the merchant </div> <div>           Missiledine: The merchant, a bright eyed, </div> <div>           fat, greasy lookin gchap hurries over, </div> <div>           nodding and smiling </div> <div>           Missiledine: "What can I do for you good </div> <div>           sirs? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb starts selecting arrows, </div> <div>           examines each one and lays out three piles </div> <div>           of twenty. As he works he chats pleasantly </div> <div>           about the weather, the harvest etc.... </div> <div>           anything but what he is doing </div> <div>           Missiledine: The merchant smiles and </div> <div>           nods, answering cheerily, his eyes growing </div> <div>           at the great sale that he's about to make. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Finally Rolb throws three </div> <div>           quivers on the pile and three extra </div> <div>           bowstrings. "How much fer the ole lot?" He </div> <div>           asks cheerily </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren crosses his arms and watches the show. </div> <div>           Missiledine: The merchant has clearly been </div> <div>           doing a running tally in his head says "Six </div> <div>           royals, sir!" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb smiles pleasantly and </div> <div>           says, "Nah, they're not gold plated !" </div> <div>           Missiledine: I assure you sir.... They launch </div> <div>           into a protracted period of haggling. The </div> <div>           merchant is looking for ninety a set, but since </div> <div>           hes selling three he's figuring 80 </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb works him some more, </div> <div>           showing him the "Poor" craftsmanship etc </div> <div>           and gets him down to 70 </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb then agrees to the price </div> <div>           but points out all the flaws in the bow he's </div> <div>           holding and puts it and the quiver and </div> <div>           arrows back </div> <div>           Missiledine: He then spends a few minutes </div> <div>           trying to find suitable replacements but fails </div> <div>           Missiledine: He regretfully tells the </div> <div>           merchant that he'll only take the two at the </div> <div>           offered price </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren watches with </div> <div>           considerable interest </div> <div>           Missiledine: The merchant is naturally </div> <div>           disappointed but agrees. Rolb pays the man </div> <div>           and hands one bow and set to you. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Slinging it over his shoulder he </div> <div>           leads the way out </div> <div>           Missiledine: bidding the trader good day </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren takest he bow </div> <div>           silently nods to the merchant,. and </div> <div>           follows. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "There ya go lad! All set </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren gives him $70. "I </div> <div>           could never have done that." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "You will lad, not to worry. </div> <div>           Always negotiate for a lot price, then buy </div> <div>           only what ya need." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren nods. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Of course, ya gotta make </div> <div>           them think its their fault your not buying </div> <div>           more." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "think that he will figure it </div> <div>           out?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Maybe, what can he do about it? Twas a fair deal </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Okay then, where to next?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: What else do ya need? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Otherwise... Lets go tuck in ta </div> <div>           a wee nip." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: " I am all set. nearly broke, but ready. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Ah! Then let us go! I thirst. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: beer </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb is leading the way like </div> <div>           homing pigeon for one of the tavern tents </div> <div>           Missiledine: (Rowan will go shopping) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: okay. corren wants to see </div> <div>           some of the competitions later. </div> <div>           Missiledine: As your approaching the tent, </div> <div>           two of the Counts guards come out. One </div> <div>           stops and grins and says, in a Frontier </div> <div>           brough much like Rolbs, "Rolb! Ye old war </div> <div>           hound! I thought you'd be planted by now </div> <div>           fer sure.' </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Jollet, its been a good many a </div> <div>           year. You taken Crown coin now?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren checks him out. </div> <div>           Missiledine: He's about Rolb's age, also </div> <div>           has the 'Katallan Look' to him. He's </div> <div>           wearing scale armor and is fully armed. </div> <div>           Clearly on duty along with his companion. </div> <div>           Missiledine: The other guard is not as </div> <div>           friendly, gives the two of you a curt nod </div> <div>           and moves off leaving Jollet with the two </div> <div>           of you. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb hooks his arm through </div> <div>           Jollet's turns him, unresisting, and steers </div> <div>           him back into the tent. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren follows </div> <div>           Missiledine: "This here is Corren, another </div> <div>           young sellsword like we once were. </div> <div>           Corren, this is Jollet. We were shield </div> <div>           mates back, oh.... what fifteen years ago?" </div> <div>           Missiledine: Jollet agrees as he waves a </div> <div>           wench down. (These two have the look of serious drinkers!) </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren offers his hand. </div> <div>           nods curtly. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: <obviously> </div> <div>           Missiledine: For a few minutes they chat about old times and old friends </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren is politely silent. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Then Jollet asks what Rolb is </div> <div>           up to and he tells the guard about the new </div> <div>           contract (Not saying anything about the </div> <div>           goal.) and he tells Jollet the name of your </div> <div>           employer </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren watches Jollet for a </div> <div>           reaction </div> <div>           Missiledine: Jollet pauses in mid draught, </div> <div>           "Eh? Talbon? Did ya say Talbon?" He </div> <div>           looks at both of you </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Aye, have ya eard of em </div> <div>           then?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: <this could eb good or bad> </div> <div>           Missiledine: "If he is the same one, then his </div> <div>           father was a Mulgrave loyalist who went into </div> <div>           Exile in Khun Dhagra with the Duke. The </div> <div>           parts of the family that remained loyal to the </div> <div>           King still lost their lands and most of their </div> <div>           titles" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: hmmmm... </div> <div>           Missiledine: He's one of those people whom ya can't be surea about who's side he's on, so to </div> <div>           speak." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Iffen ya catch me drift." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren ponders a bit. </div> <div>           Missiledine: He leans forward and </div> <div>           whispers, "They say hes a mage, but that </div> <div>           he practices the Black Arts.... They say the </div> <div>           Church sent an Inquisitor to poke around, </div> <div>           but he didna find anythin." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "I say, be careful and watch </div> <div>           each others backs." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren nods. "He </div> <div>           mentioned having such skills." </div> <div>           Missiledine: Both men look surprised. "He </div> <div>           said he was a necromancer?" Jollet </div> <div>           whispered </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "no, he alluded to magical skills" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "ahh. Well, he has an </div> <div>           unsavory reputation, not that that will bother </div> <div>           Rolb here, who was born with an unsavory </div> <div>           reputation!" Jollet laughs </div> <div>           Missiledine: "bah! T'was nothin compared </div> <div>           to yours, of course you came by yours </div> <div>           naturally, through the titty as it were." </div> <div>           Missiledine: Both men laugh. In some </div> <div>           circles that remark would have percipitated </div> <div>           a duel </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren smiles at their bantor. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: <one doesnt' get paid for a duel.> </div> <div>           Missiledine: Jollet stands up. "You look </div> <div>           like a good lad," He says to Corren "Don't </div> <div>           let this old fox lead you astray!" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "We'll see. I am honored to have met you, sir" </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Good luck and watch out fer </div> <div>           each other." He skakes Rolb's hand. "You </div> <div>           can find me in the Count's barracks." </div> <div>           Missiledine: With a wave he heads out, </div> <div>           pausing to toss off the last of his drink. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Interesting days ahead. i think. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Aye, any thoughts?" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "Well, Talbon is not hiding </div> <div>           his name or status, even in a very public </div> <div>           faire attended by many nobles. He is </div> <div>           keeping his goal a secret, which is </div> <div>           understandable since it is likely </div> <div>           valuable. I don't see any overt reason to </div> <div>           be suspicious. </div> <div>           Missiledine: "I suppose your right, still....... </div> <div>           it is interesting. I suppose he's working to </div> <div>           rebuild the family fortune." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren nods. "That would </div> <div>           be the most obvious reason. Well, we </div> <div>           can surmise that the Count will now be </div> <div>           informed of Tabon's presence, if he </div> <div>           were not before." </div> <div>           Missiledine: "Good point. He might be </div> <div>           wanten to leave a wee bit sooner" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren shrugs. "I don't </div> <div>           know how nobles oursue their </div> <div>           machinations. Tomorrow morning is </div> <div>           when the boat will be ready." </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: pursue </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb orders some more </div> <div>           drinks, its getting on towards noon and </div> <div>           the place is filling up. There is no sign of </div> <div>           Rowan. Rolb will order some food for </div> <div>           both of you and begin regaleing you (again) </div> <div>           with stories about different campaigns, </div> <div>           battles, etc </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren is happy to listen. </div> <div>           asking questions on occassion, </div> <div>           Missiledine: Rolb tells a good story and </div> <div>           you notice that there are others listening. </div> <div>           He makes no effort to keep his voice down </div> <div>           and appears oblivious to those around him </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren enjoys the show. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: afterdinner. Corren </div> <div>           suggests the fights. </div> <div>           Missiledine: The show will go on for some </div> <div>           time. Finally, after a vast amount of </div> <div>           alcohol, Rolb looks out the tent. "Ahh well, </div> <div>           time to move on. All right!" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: corren looks outside. is it </div> <div>           dark or is there something going on? </div> <div>           Missiledine: Its getting dark </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Corren is for sleep. going </div> <div>           to be an early start. </div> <div>           Missiledine: Reluctantly, Rolb agrees. He </div> <div>           says, "Ah'll see ya on dock tomorrow. </div> <div>           Good night lad!" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: "night" </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: Well, calling it for tonight? </div> <div>           Missiledine: You make your way </div> <div>           uneventfully back to the flop tent </div> <div>           Missiledine: I guess. </div> <div>           DukeJrsub1: doesn't matter to me. 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