Girvan Adventure III

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Corren puts his gear away and goes down for beer, food, and beer.</div> <div> Dukejr01: He tries to get a table where he can put his back to something</div> <div> Docportal: I am going to bed.</div> <div> Missiledine: Tim and Ham are sharing a room?</div> <div> Docportal: Yes</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> FinLongham: Yes. I think I will also hit the sack.</div> <div> Missiledine: Its funny, there is a plethora of adventurer/mercenary types in town and all the perimiter tables are full, tho the center has several</div> <div> open tables</div> <div> Dukejr01: lol</div> <div> Dukejr01: <sorry was making coffee></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins and takes the center table ostentasciously.</div> <div> FinLongham: <That sounds good.></div> <div> Dukejr01: <Starbucks French roast></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren will try the Brown Ale here. He looks around at the other mercs. familiar faces?</div> <div> Missiledine: The inn is known as 'The Crossbow' and is the only inn with rooms left</div> <div> FinLongham: <MMMMmmmmm></div> <div> Missiledine: Hmm, maybe.. But none from Ham's crowd of friends</div> <div> Dukejr01: good thing. If I remember correctly, there were 4 other adventuring groups in the Crow.</div> <div> FinLongham: Hey I did not doing anythig wrong.</div> <div> FinLongham: Just lose my robe.</div> <div> Missiledine: 3 groups, other than yours... that you noticed anyway</div> <div> Dukejr01: right. Is Rolb down too?</div> <div> Missiledine: Aye, he's settling into his second round while waiting for his supper</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren compares the Brown here. then tries another kind.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sizes up the competition. were there any other bars in town?</div> <div> Missiledine: The common room is now pretty full, between local customers and all the obvious outsiders.... </div> <div> Missiledine: Several taverns and another inn</div> <div> Dukejr01: okay.</div> <div> Missiledine: Looking around the room you would guess that there are forty, maybe forty two obvious fighter types present, none of whom look,</div> <div> 'Local'</div> <div> Dukejr01: lol. this is a fun easter hunt</div> <div> Missiledine: At the moment you and Rolb are holding down the last table with any empty chairs</div> <div> Docportal: <I am in bed right? My little sister just try to cook some jars with suger in them and they blew up and I have to clean up.></div> <div> Missiledine: You notice one man, in armor like all the others, having talked to the inn keeper, now looking around for a seat</div> <div> Dukejr01: <waiting for Ty's charactor to conveniently need a table... :-D></div> <div> Missiledine: <Yes, you are asleep... go help></div> <div> ElwingFD: wow, I just follow the plot hook right to the table</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren drinks....</div> <div> Dukejr01: <lol></div> <div> Missiledine: <I love realing in a big fat PC!></div> <div> Missiledine: reeling</div> <div> Missiledine: <Now to gut him, clean him and cook him up!></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks over his would-be tablemate</div> <div> ElwingFD: "is this seat taken?"</div> <div> Missiledine: He appears to be in his 20's, with black hair and leather armor and a hooded cloak</div> <div> Missiledine: about 5'10"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks around at the other occupied tables... "Why not?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Nah, sit yerself... Are ye in town fer the convention?" One man asks</div> <div> ElwingFD: I sit down ...um why am I here?</div> <div> Missiledine: <To get rich?></div> <div> ElwingFD: yeah, but how can I get rich here, I never got the storyline</div> <div> Missiledine: oh... sorry, wrong address again</div> <div> Dukejr01: A merchant's son has been kidnapped. there is a 20k reward</div> <div> ElwingFD: ah..find a brat get a check</div> <div> Missiledine: <Info on the way></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Corren"</div> <div> ElwingFD: so what is this convention?</div> <div> Missiledine: <All the other reward seekers></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Everyone who wants a piece of the reward, I expect."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Is the food any good? Corren also checks what the new guy has for weapons.</div> <div> Missiledine: "I'm Rolb," The older man introduces himself. "What's yer name?"</div> <div> ElwingFD: "Ferric", as he looks to order his meal</div> <div> Missiledine: <The only weapon you see is a staff.></div> <div> Dukejr01: k.</div> <div> Missiledine: The food is quite good and the service is prompt, surprising considering the number of customers</div> <div> Missiledine: "So,"Asks Rolb. "Are ye here to find the wee little lost bairn? "</div> <div> Dukejr01: "How old is this kid, anyway?"</div> <div> ElwingFD: "maybe....the money seems right.."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "All by yourself?"</div> <div> Missiledine: The boy, Paldar Junuk is 14.</div> <div> Dukejr01: <doing my part to get this over?</div> <div> Dukejr01: ></div> <div> FinLongham: I  Well come out of the coset now. And join Rolb and Corren at the table</div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric turns to Corren, "if necessary"</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Good luck with that. Sleep will be a premium."</div> <div> Missiledine: <You will have to search around for a chair></div> <div> Dukejr01: WE only have three at our table?</div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye, its always better ta have some help."</div> <div> Missiledine: <People have snagged them to other tables></div> <div> Dukejr01: I see. </div> <div> FinLongham: I look around for a chair.</div> <div> Missiledine: It will take a minute, but you find one</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb says, "Ferrick, this is Ham Ton"</div> <div> Missiledine: As the other guy drags up a chair</div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric nods</div> <div> Missiledine: "There is one more of our party off gettin his beauty rest."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren chuckles. </div> <div> Missiledine: "So, er, Ferric. What is your line? Sell sword, wizard, Druid, troublemaker?"</div> <div> FinLongham: <This is confusing. I know Corren and Tim, Who was the other play last week?> </div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric smiles..."I do like the troublemaker moniker"</div> <div> Missiledine: <There was no other player last week, other than Doc></div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb is the NPC</div> <div> Dukejr01: Da merc</div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye, well we all fall into that category a bit!" Rolb laughs</div> <div> FinLongham: <Oh ok. I  thought you were playing Elwing charater.></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Some more often than others."</div> <div> Missiledine: <No... Elwing is Ferric></div> <div> ElwingFD: besides, Elwing is a fairy dragon :-)</div> <div> Missiledine: <A fairy...what?></div> <div> Dukejr01: I wouldn't want to meet a poofter dragon</div> <div> ElwingFD: oh come on Mr. I've memorized the Monster Manual</div> <div> Missiledine: <...in drag?></div> <div> Missiledine: <LOL></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren drowns his sorrows in another beer,</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well then, as one troublemaker to another, why don't ya throw in with us?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: <cuts to the chase></div> <div> Dukejr01: "I want to know what good he will be first, eh?"</div> <div> ElwingFD: another side effect of the plot hook</div> <div> Missiledine: "We've agreed to an equal split, after expenses, with shares being forwarded to our next of kin as it wewre."</div> <div> Missiledine: were</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. "make a list"</div> <div> FinLongham: "Hello Ferric, I am a Druid/Mage. Yes, join us.."</div> <div> Dukejr01: lol</div> <div> ElwingFD: Hey Fin...don't I know your brothers Fingolfin, Finrod, and Finerfin? :-)</div> <div> FinLongham: Nope.</div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric thinks for a moment..."hmmm....it may be a prudent idea, but really..splitting shares for those not capable of staying alive?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Would you rather have yer throat slit for your share?"</div> <div> ElwingFD: uh, guess he's not a LOTR fan</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Tends to cut down on "buddies" putting a knife in another's back for fewer shares" Corren agrees</div> <div> FinLongham: "Yes, we don't want that going on."</div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric grins "are you saying that you don't trust your fellow adventurers?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at Rolb "My friend is smarter than your average bear"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Considering that no one really knows each other all that well."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I trust Rolb. You... I just met."</div> <div> Missiledine: "So, what do ye say?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: <lets get going already!></div> <div> FinLongham: <Yes></div> <div> ElwingFD: "my philosophy is if you cant keep yourself alive, you (or your relatives) don't deserve the money. I have to wonder why you would come to a</div> <div> conclusion of getting a knife in your back?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "And I wonder why you would be willing to trust complete strangers on a matter of that much gold?"\</div> <div> ElwingFD: "I trust my abilities"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ah, so you dunno have to sleep or eat or take a shit?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "That would be handy"</div> <div> FinLongham: "Yes handy."</div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric thinks.."well truth be told, I feel less trustfull of you with this arangement than without....seems you don't even trust yourself"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at Rolb. Shrugs.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Suit yourself. Good luck to you."</div> <div> FinLongham: "Well we may not trust one another but we are willing to work together."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb drinks his drink</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren's attention returns to his food.</div> <div> FinLongham: I look around, make sure the my 'freinds' don't show up.</div> <div> Missiledine: You don't see any of them present... maybe the other inn</div> <div> Dukejr01: :-) I wouldn;'t worry too much. Unless the use "Seeker"</div> <div> Dukejr01: <sorry, for got to bracket that<> ></div> <div> FinLongham: I will stay put. I look around for anyother group that looks out of place.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Should we check out the other establishments?"</div> <div> Missiledine: The room is full of 'out of place people, at least forty of them without counting yourselves</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb shrugs, "Go ahead if you want... I dunno see the point myself."</div> <div> FinLongham: "No, I just think we sould stay here. For now."</div> <div> Docportal: <Can I come out and play?> I come out and try to find a chair</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ah, sleeping beauty awakes! Have a nice nap?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren finishes his beer. "Back before long, I expect" He gets up and goes to the ither inn.</div> <div> Docportal: Yes, I am ready to go find this boy.</div> <div> Docportal: "Oh forget that it is still dark."</div> <div> Docportal: "So anything happen this time?"</div> <div> FinLongham: "Nope, I stay out of trouble."</div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric finishes his meal and gets up to leave...</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ah, Tim Long, this is Ferric." Rolb introduces the stranger at the table</div> <div> FinLongham: "So are you in or out Ferric?"</div> <div> ElwingFD: "good day to you all"</div> <div> Docportal: "Hello Ferric."</div> <div> ElwingFD: Ferric nods as he walks away</div> <div> Missiledine: "well, I wonder what he does?" Rolb says as he sips his drink</div> <div> Docportal: "Hey Ham, you want to find some trouble?"</div> <div> FinLongham: "What do you mean Tim?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Let me know when corren arrives at hte inn</div> <div> Dukejr01: other inn</div> <div> Docportal: "Lets go find that group from last night."</div> <div> Missiledine: Well, you are finishing yor drink, in preperation of leaving, when all of thge sudden you feel a searing pain on your right leg! Looking</div> <div> down you discover that your chair's leg is on fire!</div> <div> Missiledine: (Corren that is)</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren stands up. picks the chair up and holds it off the floor. "Well now. how rude"</div> <div> Dukejr01: how big a afire? enough to douse with beer?</div> <div> Missiledine: Your britches are smoldering</div> <div> Missiledine: yeah, a pint would do it</div> <div> FinLongham: I cast creat water and put the fire out.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren douses it with beer.</div> <div> Dukejr01: HE sees the mage creating water. and says. "Great." and stops wasting beer,</div> <div> Missiledine: The room is laughing as you stand there smoking and now wet from all the water that materialized</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren makes sure his leg is not on fire.</div> <div> Dukejr01: He takes a bow. "Thank you."</div> <div> Docportal: "That was fun any more things go wrong?"</div> <div> Missiledine: the water took care of it, and pretty well soaked you from the waist down</div> <div> FinLongham: "You are welcome."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sighs. "Seems I wet myself. Pardon me."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren goes and changes his pants.</div> <div> FinLongham: I look around to see if my 'friends' have showed up.</div> <div> Missiledine: No, you dont see anyone</div> <div> FinLongham: "Lets wait untill corren get back from changing. Then we three can go look for trouble. Tim"</div> <div> Docportal: "Sounds great to me."</div> <div> Docportal: Tell us when corren comes back.</div> <div> Missiledine: Corren returns a few minutes later, wearing armor</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sits. "These are dry."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb laughs</div> <div> Docportal: <That a point am I were my armor?></div> <div> Dukejr01: Any serious damage to the chair?</div> <div> Missiledine: since you just got up, not likely</div> <div> Missiledine: No, its still serviceable, a bit scorched tho</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren goes to apologise to the bartender. </div> <div> FinLongham: "Corren would you like to go look for trouble with Tim and Me?"</div> <div> Missiledine: He laughs and waves it off</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods thanks.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "WEll, I want an early start tomorrow, and I am still feeling my late night last night. I was planning on going to the other in to see what was what there.</div> <div> Probably stay for only one beer. Interested?</div> <div> Docportal: "Yeah we come but we will leave the beer."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Back in one beer. Rolb</div> <div> Docportal: "I want to find the 4 poeple that took Ham robe from him."</div> <div> FinLongham: "That would be nice to get back."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Oh, that. Might want to let that one go."</div> <div> Docportal: "But it would put one group out of the way. If we take all there stuff."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks puzzled. "That would be illegal unless they attacked us or committed a crime. Not to mention dishonorable."</div> <div> Docportal: "Who said anything about being Honorable?"</div> <div> FinLongham: "I am with Tim."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "And I am not going to fight somebody over a piece of cloth. I am sorry you lost it, maybe if you talk to them again, you could laugh it off and tell them</div> <div> you were just trying to learn more about the reward and such. no different than everybody else."</div> <div> FinLongham: I could give that a shoot but only you are there to take them on. Untill me and Tim can cast.  </div> <div> FinLongham: "If there start a fight."</div> <div> Docportal: <Yo host are we there yet?></div> <div> Missiledine: Waiting to see if everyone really was going... the inn isn't very far. It's named 'The Green Goat" </div> <div> Missiledine: From the sounds of music and laughter there is clearly a party in full swing!</div> <div> Missiledine: Going in you find that the common room is as crowded here as at the last inn... But the bulk of the fighter types seem to have their</div> <div> attention centered on a well dressed older man who has a serving wench on his knee and is teasing her to much laughter</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I suggest asking politely. If they say No, then let it rest. Fortunes of war and all that. WE have better thngs to do than get wounded fighting some men in</div> <div> the same line of work we are in. possession is 9/10ths of the law. I am afraid you have ittle recorse in recovering it than asking politely.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Great. Corren bellies up to the bar.</div> <div> Missiledine: Ham, looking around you see at one table, your group of 'friends' from last night</div> <div> Missiledine: they seem to be talking quietly amongst themselves</div> <div> FinLongham: Ok backup, less get this over with.</div> <div> FinLongham: I walk over to they table.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Just go talk to them. They won't attack you."</div> <div> Docportal: I stay with ham.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I will keep an eye on you. I will not let them twist your arm behind your back and walk outside.</div> <div> Dukejr01: what do the "friends" look like anyway?</div> <div> FinLongham: "Can I join you all for a little?"</div> <div> Missiledine: As you step up to the table, their attention centers on you... The one who you were unable to place last night looks at you with a frown</div> <div> Missiledine: "Do we know you..." He asks</div> <div> FinLongham: "In a way."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ahh, turn around please."</div> <div> FinLongham: I do a 360.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Yes, I remember you." The others nod in agreement</div> <div> FinLongham: "Now befor you get mad or anything. I would like to say I am sorry for last night.I also would like my robe return. Pleas."</div> <div> Missiledine: There are three fighter types, all in chainmail with swords or axes. One of these is a fairly attractive woman. One man is, you would judge from his robes and lack of large amounts of steel, to be a mage. The one talkin is hard to judge, he waers leather armor and has a shortsword and daggar on his belt</div> <div> Docportal: I try to remeber they faces for later.</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, the man says, "Your robe? That's back in Drunmore, keeping some beggar warm I'm sure."... no</div> <div> Missiledine: all present, at least in body</div> <div> Docportal: <I only see 5 people on my list. I thought there were 6></div> <div> Dukejr01: olb is an NPC</div> <div> Dukejr01: olb</div> <div> Dukejr01: Rolb. :-)</div> <div> FinLongham: "Well I would like to explan last night to you but you can guess what I was doing."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Spying." He says flatly</div> <div> Missiledine: "Or trying to steal something." Says the woman</div> <div> FinLongham: "I am looking for infromation, not items yet."</div> <div> FinLongham: "You seem to know where this boy is. So how about you tell me something more. to pay for the robe."</div> <div> Missiledine: One of the fighters was taking a drink, he snorts and chokes at that..."Pay you!? Hah!" The other man waves him to silence. "You think we owe you something?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: What can Corren see from where he is?</div> <div> Missiledine: They are just talking</div> <div> Dukejr01: k</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren splits his attention. he keeps one eye on them while he watches the floor show</div> <div> FinLongham: "At most I got only part of the conversation. Nowere close to $20."</div> <div> Missiledine: Everyone at the table begins laughing, "Oh! That's a good one!" The man says. "You are going to charge by the word!"</div> <div> FinLongham: "That what my pice is. By the word."</div> <div> Docportal: "Ok Ham, That is enought. We don't need a fight on our hands. Lets go."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Here's a couple words to add to the tab... Bugger off!"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ya best listen to your friend, spy. Go away before ya get hurt!" Sneers one of the fighters</div> <div> FinLongham: "Let me correct your grammar. Sir, It is Bug Off!"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Nah ya fool, to bugger has nothin to do with bugs." Says the mage</div> <div> Dukejr01: Can Corren see a heated exchange?</div> <div> Missiledine: "It has more to do with your anatomy." He finishes</div> <div> Missiledine: <Uhmm, yes, things seem to be warming up a bit></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren finishes up his beer and strolls over. he stops a couple paces away.</div> <div> FinLongham: "Well you know you are the Bugs."</div> <div> Missiledine: The group exchanges puzzled glances. "I think we've been insulted." Says the leader. </div> <div> Missiledine: "I'm not sure." Says the woman, "But lets kick his ass anyway."</div> <div> Dukejr01: is corren there for that?</div> <div> Missiledine: <He hears it></div> <div> Docportal: I back up a little ready myself.</div> <div> FinLongham: I stand up and ready to deffend myself</div> <div> Missiledine: "Oh, does your friend want some too?" Asks the other fighter as he stands up... "The more the merrier!"</div> <div> Missiledine: They are all getting to their feet, the mage is backing off a bit</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren Looks a bit perplexed. at the exchange. Rolls his eyes. when the woman says "kick his ass anyway." He stifles a laugh.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Excuse me." Corren says.</div> <div> Missiledine: "What? Another one? They need to smoke this place to clear the nits."</div> <div> Dukejr01: He steps up to Ham. "I suggest that you apologise."</div> <div> FinLongham: For WHAT?</div> <div> Missiledine: "Oh don't make him do that! I want to send him home with his teeth in a cup!" The fighter growls</div> <div> FinLongham: "These Bugs, insulted me."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sighs. "Well, first. there are more of them. Second. I have already told you that I am not going to fight over some piece of cloth. I suggested that you ask nicely, and if they said "No" that you drop it. Okay?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "That tore it! He called us bugs again!" Growls the fighter. The third fighter, who hasn't said anything yet, says "I don't get it? Why bugs?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Bugs? what kind of an insult is that?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren exchanges a grin with that third guy</div> <div> Missiledine: He seems a bit slow on the uptake, but seems to make up for it with lots and lots of muscles..</div> <div> Dukejr01: Guys like that are nice to have around.</div> <div> Docportal: On our side maybe.</div> <div> FinLongham: "They called me a Bugger."</div> <div> Dukejr01: <snort></div> <div> Missiledine: "Enough of this!" Growls the leader. "Either apologize nicely or prepare to taste my boot going down your throat!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sighs exasperately. "I will explain "Bugger" later. Understand something. If you are going to start a fight over every insult, you had better be able to back it up."</div> <div> FinLongham: "How about this I buy you and beer for this miss understand. And then we could talk about this boy."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren blinks.</div> <div> Missiledine: "We have nothing to talk about with you!" The man replies through gritted teeth</div> <div> FinLongham: At lest let me get you a beer or something. I would be willing to trade information with you.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sighs and goes back to the bar.</div> <div> Missiledine: By now the tables around you have grown quiet and everyone is watching expectently</div> <div> Docportal: "Maybe you should give them a beer. Leave them alone."</div> <div> Missiledine: You hear a voice say, "I've got five that says they'll turn him into dogmeat before I can count ten!"</div> <div> Docportal: "Or say something nice."</div> <div> ElwingFD: you have lovely eyes</div> <div> Missiledine: <LOL></div> <div> Dukejr01: <that was funny></div> <div> Docportal: <yes></div> <div> Missiledine: <Still LOL></div> <div> FinLongham: "If I apologize you do you want a beer?"</div> <div> Missiledine: They all look at each other for a moment, "Err, yeah. Beer all around and then we get to see your back again as you leave."</div> <div> FinLongham: "Ok fair enought I guess. I am Sorry for what has been said". Then looking at the Mage, "You have lovely eyes."</div> <div> FinLongham: "Barkeep Beer for this table on me."</div> <div> ElwingFD: just don't bugger him :-)</div> <div> Dukejr01: <lol></div> <div> Missiledine: The room around the table is laughing now... The mage growls something but his companions start to laugh at him</div> <div> Missiledine: "Get out of here!" Laughs the leader, "before your turned into something unnatural!"</div> <div> Docportal: I stand down and go to where corren</div> <div> Missiledine: The bartender sends over a tray of beer</div> <div> FinLongham: "Good Day to yall." I go to over to Tim and Corren.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren just shakes his head.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Stares into his beer.</div> <div> Missiledine: They all sit down again, talking amongst themselves and laughing at their mage.</div> <div> Docportal: Corren Pick this guy up so he will behave. and lets go.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks regretfully at his beer.</div> <div> FinLongham: "Now look here you will not have him carring me out of this place."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shrugs. "Okay"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Beer is good</div> <div> Missiledine: <Ok guys, I'm sorry AIM cut so much out of tonight, but I need to close up here. I have an early day tomorrow and a dog that wants out></div> <div> FinLongham: "I am the spy of this group. I will do as I pleas."</div> <div> Dukejr01: k.</div> <div> Missiledine: lol</div> <div> Docportal: <K></div> <div> ElwingFD: I just want to know if the mage spoke with a lisp :-)</div> <div> Docportal: Corren get him before we get in real trouble.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Lets go hitthe rack."</div> <div> Missiledine: save it for next time!</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren puts word to action</div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>