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Gypsy Flash Song
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T'kuli: "Now what's this about headwounds? Woah! C'mere. Barkeep, get me a water and a whiskey!"
Grab what? T'kuli? No, she wouldn't kill me. Probably. But she's Niles's girl, so there are at least two people that would disapprove. Not my type anyway. Bit too -ow- buff. Orcs are fine, and generally -Ow- pretty honest. Some people think they're being rude, but -OW- that's generally not the case.
Harold: "Hey. Ow! Cut that out!"
Niles: "Can it, Harold. It needs to be looked at and you know it. I'll get you another round."
T'kuli: "Just let me do my job, will you?
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T: "There. Done."
H: "Yeah. Thanks. It's been a rough day."
T: "I can see that. Even the great Harold James can't seem to get out of that old dwarven heap intact."
H: "Hey, I'm intact. I'm just bleeding a bit is all."
T: "Right. What got you anyway? And was it worth it?"
N: "Yeah, you never did answer me."
H: "Sorry, I was busy defending myself."
T: "Well, it was my drink."
H: "Yeah yeah. Well, y'know, plenty of the usual. Hell of a haul, really. There were two odd bits though. There was a vase in a shrine that was pretty obviously not dwarven, and a ring that some dwarf apparently stuck in the ceiling. I'll have Az take a look at the ring in a bit.
N: "What about the vase? You think it's beyond him?"
H: "Hmm? Oh, well, the ring might well be more than he can help with. The vase, uh, didn't make it out. The place was well guarded."
T: "Wait, you lost a piece? Sounds like it was an important one, too!"
H: "Hey, have you ever seen a dwarven stonefall trap? Drops the whole bleeding ceiling on your head. That's where I found the ring."
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