You say 'That Vikka needs to decide WHEN she is and is not interested in EAVESDROPPING.'
You scan south. *** Range 2 (south) *** Jaloro the half-elf mans the poker table in colourful clothes.
You scan west. *** Range 1 (west) *** Farael the Herald is here, reciting poetry from Serin's past.
You scan north.
You scan east. *** Range 1 (east) *** Vikka, the serving girl of the tavern, stands waiting for a customer. Mereth the owner of the stand bustles about behind the counter.
Brumblwitz giggles.
Cyprian tugs at your sleeves.
Cyprian thumbs a direction west.
Brumblwitz stands up.
Brumblwitz walks west. Yodi the wrinkly, brown puppy walks west.
You beckon for everyone to follow.
The Echo Point | A huge wooden doorway welcomes you into this bright, | lively circular room. A sign hangs above it, etched with | the words "The Echo Point: A Place of Free Speech". An | extravagant wooden stage has been placed in the very @-*-!| center, down a small set of stairs. Carved onto the sides | | | of the stage are images of heralds telling stories to * *-*| those willing to listen, along with various quotes that | | || have emerged throughout the years. The walls seem unique, *>*-o| made of marble and stone - covered in numerious pieces ---------+ of expensive paper.
[Exits: east south] Some velvet lounge chairs have been arranged to face the stage. (Charmed) A wrinkly, brown puppy is here, plodding along beside its master. Brumblwitz the Initiate of the Arcane Path is here. Farael the Herald is here, reciting poetry from Serin's past.
You scan east. *** Range 2 (east) *** Vikka, the serving girl of the tavern, stands waiting for a customer. Mereth the owner of the stand bustles about behind the counter. You are thirsty. You are hungry. The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
Brumblwitz sits down and rests.
You say 'Anyway..'
Brumblwitz nods.
You say 'This is top secret! She wants to undermine the structure of tavern patrons!'
Brumblwitz shudders at the horror and represses tears.
You say 'I was her first trojan!'
You say 'Until -I- caught on!'
You attempt to nod at yourself and get dizzy instead.
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Brumblwitz says 'We-We-Well done!?'
You say 'Mhm.'
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
You say 'You want a purchase. You don't care for small-t-..'
You are thirsty. You are starving.
Cyprian trips over his words.
You say 'Right, she's lovely, isn't she?'
Brumblwitz pulls out a notepad and starts scribbling notes.
Brumblwitz agrees absolutely. Cyprian gestures over to Vikka.
Cyprian nods exaggeratedly.
Vanisse sings a little song.
Brumblwitz says 'Sh-Sh-She surely is!?'
You say 'Told her she saved my throat.'
Vikka the serving girl walks east.
Cyprian holds up a CHEAP mug of ale.
You are thirsty. You are starving.
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
It is already empty.
You drop a mug of ale.
The Overlord gives you one gold coin for your sacrifice.
Vikka the serving girl walks east.
You say 'But seriously..'
Brumblwitz nods.
You say 'I was just blowing smoke.'
Brumblwitz drinks water from a water jug.
Brumblwitz drinks water from a water jug.
Brumblwitz drinks water from a water jug.
You say 'I -do- think she's off her heels, though...'
Brumblwitz says 'F-F-From where!? I d-d-don't see a pipe!?'
Cyprian blinks s l ow ly.
The town clock tolls once as the day begins. Farael the Herald announces abruptly 'I will now perform 'Into the Wild,' written by Alehem.'
Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'When winter first begins to bite' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'And stones crack in the frosty night,' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'When pools are black and trees are bare,' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings ''Tis evil in the wild to fare.'
Brumblwitz giggles.
Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'when cold winds in sky do blow' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'And the darkening of the Sun heralds woe,' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'When storms fret night with care' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings ''Tis evil in the wild to fare.'
Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'When after the darkness gives way' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'And coming of Sun heralds Day' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings 'Warmth caresses all without a care' Farael the Herald lifts his voice and sings ''Tis good then, in the wild to fare.'
Farael the Herald says with a bow 'Thank you. '
A plume of smoke billows from the nearby nexus.
You say '..no. Not quite what I..m-'
You yell 'GAH!'
Brumblwitz lets out a hearty laugh. You say 'What was THAT!?'
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You scan east. *** Range 2 (east) *** Vikka, the serving girl of the tavern, stands waiting for a customer. Mereth the owner of the stand bustles about behind the counter.
Brumblwitz says 'A s-s-song I think!?'
You are parched. You are starving. The hairs on your skin rise as a static charge ripples through the area. You hear the sound of tinkling laughter coming from nearby.
You say '..sounded hells-near like he was standing right here....'
Cyprian exhales deeply.
Brumblwitz agrees absolutely.
You say 'Nominee, anyway. What for.'
You snort derisively.
Brumblwitz stands up.
You say 'Absurd.'
You drink ale from a mug of ale. You are sober. You are thirsty. You are hungry.
You say 'But tagging a credential of any weight to my name is..'
You say '...well..'
You say '..wishful thinking for some people.'
Yodi the wrinkly, brown puppy barks loudly.
You say 'See?'
Brumblwitz pats Yodi the wrinkly, brown puppy on its head.
You are thirsty. You are hungry.
You nod.
You say 'He knows what I'm saying is true.'
Brumblwitz says 'He's j-j-just a talkative pu-pu-pup.'
You say 'But now the fine print...'
Brumblwitz nods.
A tuft of frizzy silver hair, standing straight up, nearly doubles this tiny man's height. Bushy eyebrows arch up giving him an expression of constant surprise. His kind brown eyes look back at you with sparkle. A beard that seems to mirror the hair on his head reaches down and curls up just before it touches the ground. He has skin that resembles a finely tanned deer's hide, covered in fine whitish hairs. He has travelled quite a lot. Brumblwitz is in excellent condition.
Brumblwitz is using: <Stuff>
You say 'What's your trade?'
You get a steak of the corpse of a wood-elf ranger from a worn knapsack.
You eat a steak of the corpse of a wood-elf ranger.
Brumblwitz says 'I-I-I like to play w-w-with ice!?'
The town clock tolls twelve times as noon approaches.
Cyprian blinks sl ow e r...
You say '...oh.'
Brumblwitz says 'And other e-e-elements too!?'
You say 'You mean you're an invoker.'
Brumblwitz agrees absolutely.
You hear an intense humming from nearby. You are thirsty.
You say 'Is it ..just all about ice for you..?'
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Brumblwitz shakes his head.
Brumblwitz doesn't trust you that well yet.
Brumblwitz says 'B-B-But it intrigues me m-m-most!?'
The hairs on your skin rise as a static charge ripples through the area. You are thirsty. Farael the Herald announces abruptly 'I will now perform 'Live, Love, Wait,' written by Vaelyn.'
Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Live your life for your own love' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Tenderness should never not be shown' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'All the way to her own heart' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Don't ever think she'll never want to know'
Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Live your life for your own love' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Mine is still standing at her turn' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Under the weeping willow' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Searching for the proper place to burn'
Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Live your life for your own love' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Take the time to make a few mistakes' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Empty your head of anger' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Sit back to back, but never stop to wait'
Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Live your life for your own love' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Apathy should never turn to hate' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'The courage of a hero' Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Or a zero, can only ever link your pain to fate'
Farael the Herald sings with feeling 'Live, Love, and Wait'
Farael the Herald says with a bow 'Thank you.'
You yell 'GAH!'
Brumblwitz lets out a hearty laugh.
You grumble distractedly to yourself.
You say '...I should be used to this..I blame circumstantial sobriety!'
You are parched.
You say 'Vikka saved the day, though.'
You snort derisively.
Brumblwitz gets a bottle of rum from a Big Ol'Pack Sack.
Brumblwitz gives you a bottle of rum.
You say 'Anyway. About your trade..'
It is empty.
You drop a mug of ale.
The Overlord gives you one gold coin for your sacrifice.
You thank Brumblwitz heartily.
Brumblwitz smiles happily.
You are parched. Brumblwitz's hunger scratches him.
You say 'Obliged!'
You get a steak of the corpse of a wood-elf ranger from a worn knapsack.
Brumblwitz doesn't trust you that well yet.
Brumblwitz says 'M-M-My pleasure!?'
You put a steak of the corpse of a wood-elf ranger in a worn knapsack.
Brumblwitz utters the words, 'qcandusahz yaae'. A magic mushroom suddenly appears.
Brumblwitz gets a magic mushroom.
Brumblwitz eats a magic mushroom.
You say 'So..did you just take a cold bath and decide you like..that element?'
You mutter quietly to yourself.
You are parched.
Brumblwitz shakes his head.
You drink rum from a bottle of rum.
Brumblwitz says 'I-I-It started with the n-n-nature of water.'
You sit down in a velvet lounge chair.
You are parched. The town clock tolls once as the evening begins.
Cyprian listens intently.
Brumblwitz says 'I w-w-was doing experiments in my f-f-fathers laboratory.'
You are parched.
Brumblwitz says 'A-a-and nearly froze myself.'
You say '...nothing fell off, did it..?'
Brumblwitz lets out a hearty laugh.
Brumblwitz shakes his head.
You say '..you know...the opposite of cauterization, I guess...'
You say '..I think..?'
You shrug.
You are parched.
You drink rum from a bottle of rum. You feel drunk.
You say 'pleAsEh caonnntinuhheh....'
Brumblwitz says 'A-A-All still put to-to-together.'
Brumblwitz says 'Except for th-th-this darned st-st-stutter.'
You say 'i'd bEh oNEh tao talk aat ThIiszs pOoiint......iiff YoOoU WaNnT too taolk AhbOout sSzpeehcjHh IiMmMpEdimEnNntsSs...'
Brumblwitz giggles.
Farael the Herald announces abruptly 'I will now perform 'Trapped,' written by Xazappith.'
Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'Alone in the dark I sit and I scream.' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'The terror is real, not only a dream.' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'No one can hear me and no one will come.' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'I've tried to get out, but there's no place to run.'
Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'The sun on my face and my shadow on the ground' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'Are naught now but memories drifting around.' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'The walls close in and my panic grows.' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'No way out now, to another realm I go.'
Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'My mouth is dry and my stomach is tight' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'I've been here too long and I won't last the night' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'I lay here now, too weak to move' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'Once a great woman I've nothing more to prove.'
Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'A light appears and draws near to me' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'Finally I am starting to see.' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'This is the price that I must pay' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'For taking a chance and losing my way.'
Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'The light is fading and I'm warm again' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'I get the feeling that I'm among friends.' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'Floating above my trap I can see' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'My poor shriveled corpse splayed before me.'
Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'Without remorse I fly far above' Farael the Herald recites sorrowfully 'To the waiting arms of a forgotten love.'
Farael the Herald says with a bow 'Thank you. '
Cyprian sways his way up to his feet, nearly falling foward...but not quite.
You stand up.
You are parched. You are hungry.
You say 'So you almost froze yourself..'
You say 'What struck you about that?'
Brumblwitz says 'My st-st-studies started purely in the scientific r-r-realm.'
You say 'Oh? Scientific?'
The town clock tolls twelve times as midnight arrives.
Brumblwitz says 'But a-a-after the a-a-accident I started re-re-reading a lot more.'
You say 'What sort of research?'
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You say '..anything to do with freezing Vikka in place?'
You snicker softly.
You are parched. You are hungry.
Brumblwitz says 'M-M-Mainly focused on a m-m-more efficent way to b-b-boil and f-f-freeze water.'
You are parched. You are hungry.
You say 'To what end? Or was that the point?'
You say 'To find that out?'
Brumblwitz says 'My f-f-father and his research f-f-fellows gave me the st-st-stuff they didn't want t-t-to do.'
You are parched. You are hungry.
You frown disapprovingly.
You say '...'
You drink rum from a bottle of rum. You feel drunk.
The town clock tolls once as the day begins. Farael the Herald announces abruptly 'I will now perform 'Elegy,' written by yours truly.'
Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'Descend, o wing'd ones,' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'and open your eyes.'
Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'The branches where I taught you flight' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'no longer stretch to the sky' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'and the rivers lie full of the fallen.'
Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'Yet, surrounded by bones,' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'already the grass rises green,' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'and their spidery shoots yield to seeking lips.'
Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'Sodden, unsightly, a squirrel braved the rain' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'some days past to find its cache here,' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'where your nest lies broken' Farael the Herald croons sweetly 'and your babes give their youth to the spring.'
Farael the Herald says with a bow 'Thank you.'
Cyprian darts forward and jumps over, behind a lounge chair!
You say '....whhoOo Waws thhat!?'
You say '...did you hear that?!'
You peer intently at Brumblwitz.
You say 'Kind of voice was...'
Brumblwitz says 'I-I-I don't know why, I think it had s-s-something to do w-w-with that frozen creature in St-St-Storm Hill.'
Cyprian clears his throat.
You are dying of thirst! You are starving.
You yell 'N-nothing. Nothing at all!'
Cyprian chuckles nervously.
Brumblwitz says 'H-H-Hear what!?'
You yell 'I tripped over some garbage. That's all! Nothing to listen to here!'
Cyprian plants a finger over his lips toward Brumblwitz.
Vikka the serving girl walks in.
You say 'SHhhhh!'
Brumblwitz yells 'Wh-Wh-Why are we yelling!?'
You yell 'Much ado about garbage! Nothing serious!'
You yell 'Right?'
Cyprian palms his face...embarrassed.
Vikka the serving girl walks east.
You are dying of thirst! You are starving.
Vanisse yells 'Why is there garbage in Mocker's Tavern!'
