Upon hearing Liaena's little scheme of 'barrowing' the payment from Rithrynn's loot, Doin burst into a bellowing laughter; with Frarn joining in in the background.
"Hah! That's the girl I remember from the Trade District!" Doin almost shouted out as he pointed at Liaena, raising the girl yet another bottle that he had snuck from the nearby shelves.
"Yer a crafty devil! Though it be a most justified plot, if I'm a say meself so, heh!"
Smiling at Liaena, the two dwarves waited to talk again until their laughter had subsided. As the atmosphere in the room once again became lulled, Doin sat up in his chair as he leaned forward, gazing towards Liaena.
"But, if I may return to tha original question; what brings ye to us this hour'o tha night?" Doin asked as he furrowed his brows at Liaena, secretly motioning for the girl to help him understand.
"Not that I mind the company; not at all! But I still dunnea what brought ye here, before we were interrupted by those maladroit fairies!"
Sharon, who had been fallen asleep on his chair; still wearing his armor and cloak from his earlier run through the sewer; suddenly snapped out of a light sleep as he sat up in his chair, awakened to a dimly lit room by the hammering on his door.
"Light have mercy... did I fall asleep?"
Sharon muttered to himself as he managed to throw himself out of the chair and onto his feet, as he shambled towards the door. Rubbing some sleep out of his face, he straightened his hair to reach for the door handle; as the incessant hammering still continued.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming; I'm coming. No need to tear down the door!" The High Elf said as he grabbed the handle and turned it around, before pulling the door to the side to look out into the corridor. However, it was not Friedrick's weathered old face he saw, like he had been expecting. Instead, he found himself staring right into Rithrynn's ample bosom. Taking a moment to realize this, Sharon quickly raised his head to gaze up at Rithrynn who was staring down at him.
"Rithrynn, I did not expect to see you here this late." Sharon said as he threw the Night Elf a slightly confused look, as he noticed that the Sentinel was alone as well.
"Is everything alright?"
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Thanks for the warning :)
I have to say, I was rather amused by how Rithrynn mindfucked Ashei :P
It was a move I did not expect her.
It was a move I did not expect her.
"Wait, hold up ye!" Doin tried calling out after the Night Elves, but Rithrynn had already stepped out on the roof by then with Ashei.
"Who's gonna pay for me window?!"
However, the Dwarf was soon answered with a deep rumble as the entire font of snow on the side of the house crumbled and fell down - taking with it both of the elves!
At this point, both of the dwarves were rather speechless as they merely stared at the window that the two peculiar Night Elves had disappeared through. After a moment of pause, Doin eventually reached out towards the shelves along the wall to pull himself another bottle of beer that he opened up and proceeded to half-empty in a single chugging session.
"By Muradin's flaming beard, I pray that's the last we see of them elves... " Doin mumbled as he placed the bottle down on the side of his chair, before his stare returned to Liaena and Kathlin. Taking a moment to remember the fact that their roles were supposedly shifted, Doin turned to Liaena in Kathlin's form.
"They are supposed to be protectin' ya?" Doin asked with a slight smirk as he motioned towards the window where Ashei and Rithrynn had disappeared.
"It's a wonder yer still alive, lass!"
"Who's gonna pay for me window?!"
However, the Dwarf was soon answered with a deep rumble as the entire font of snow on the side of the house crumbled and fell down - taking with it both of the elves!
At this point, both of the dwarves were rather speechless as they merely stared at the window that the two peculiar Night Elves had disappeared through. After a moment of pause, Doin eventually reached out towards the shelves along the wall to pull himself another bottle of beer that he opened up and proceeded to half-empty in a single chugging session.
"By Muradin's flaming beard, I pray that's the last we see of them elves... " Doin mumbled as he placed the bottle down on the side of his chair, before his stare returned to Liaena and Kathlin. Taking a moment to remember the fact that their roles were supposedly shifted, Doin turned to Liaena in Kathlin's form.
"They are supposed to be protectin' ya?" Doin asked with a slight smirk as he motioned towards the window where Ashei and Rithrynn had disappeared.
"It's a wonder yer still alive, lass!"
As long as you don't resort to start whipping her, I suppose that's acceptable, heh.
As the golden liquid from the mead bottle held over his head by the elf made its way down to the dwarf's gray and white hair and out across his face and neck, the dwarf suddenly roared to life as he shook his head wildly around!
"Rah-rooofh-tha sheeet, what is!? ... " The dwarf growled as he spat out some mead and looked up to see the perpetrator! But as he saw Rithrynn's purple face, the dwarf immediately paused in his own track; merely staring up at the Night Elf with a look of surprise.
Turning back to the rest of the room, Doin gazed out across Kathlin, Liaena and Frarn with an utterly dumbfounded expression.
"What in the nine 'ells be goin' on in here?! And what happened to me window?" Doin demanded to know as he pointed down at the shattered window on the floor. However, as the Dwarf waited for an answer, he suddenly became aware of the continuous stream of mead that was still trickling down his skull. Quickly launching an arm up, he grabbed the bottle from Rithrynn before lowering it down to his chest.
"And stop wastin' me drinks, ye puerile fairy! Yer worse than the Church's own damned Temperance lot!"
The dwarf gave Rithrynn an evil eye, before raising the mead bottle and chugging down whatever remained of the drink that had survived Rithrynn's vile alcohol desecration!
"Father! Are ye alright?" Frarn asked as the younger Dwarf entered the room, throwing a concerned look over to Doin who was sitting in the fur chair. Doin let out a huff as he gazed out across the room.
"Not nauw, sonnies. Yer dad's got this situation tha handle." Doin stated as he threw the now empty bottle away, while moving one hand up to rub his sore skull. Looking over at Liaena, he threw the girl a puzzled gaze.
"What's goin' on here? What are those overgrown fairies doin' in here?! ... and sorry 'bout that, lassie. Normally oi never pass out before me first drink! I guess it's me age... "
"Rah-rooofh-tha sheeet, what is!? ... " The dwarf growled as he spat out some mead and looked up to see the perpetrator! But as he saw Rithrynn's purple face, the dwarf immediately paused in his own track; merely staring up at the Night Elf with a look of surprise.
Turning back to the rest of the room, Doin gazed out across Kathlin, Liaena and Frarn with an utterly dumbfounded expression.
"What in the nine 'ells be goin' on in here?! And what happened to me window?" Doin demanded to know as he pointed down at the shattered window on the floor. However, as the Dwarf waited for an answer, he suddenly became aware of the continuous stream of mead that was still trickling down his skull. Quickly launching an arm up, he grabbed the bottle from Rithrynn before lowering it down to his chest.
"And stop wastin' me drinks, ye puerile fairy! Yer worse than the Church's own damned Temperance lot!"
The dwarf gave Rithrynn an evil eye, before raising the mead bottle and chugging down whatever remained of the drink that had survived Rithrynn's vile alcohol desecration!
"Father! Are ye alright?" Frarn asked as the younger Dwarf entered the room, throwing a concerned look over to Doin who was sitting in the fur chair. Doin let out a huff as he gazed out across the room.
"Not nauw, sonnies. Yer dad's got this situation tha handle." Doin stated as he threw the now empty bottle away, while moving one hand up to rub his sore skull. Looking over at Liaena, he threw the girl a puzzled gaze.
"What's goin' on here? What are those overgrown fairies doin' in here?! ... and sorry 'bout that, lassie. Normally oi never pass out before me first drink! I guess it's me age... "
*Knock* *Knock*
"Is everything all right in there?"
The sound of someone knocking suddenly emanated from the door to the room as Frarn pulled in the handle, yet the door remained shut as it was locked. The dwarf stared down at the handle for a moment, surprised to see that Doin had locked the door; before shrugging it off.
"Do ye need any refreshments?" Frarn called through the door, placing one ear against the wooden surface to listen for what was going on on the other side.
What business his father had with the mysterious girl that required him to lock his room was questionable at best. Though Frarn chose not to judge, as Doin was in his white years and so deserved a modicum of extra privileges and peace.
"It's us!" Suddenly sounded the muffled voice of Donald from within the bag as they had heard Ashei's question. His voice was quickly followed up by Astrid's, as the girl shouted out as loud as she could.
"She's a maniac, she's kidnapped us!" Screamed astrid as she wriggled around in the bag, doing her best impression of 'the damsel in distress'!
"Yes; yes, she stole us from your mistress! ... I was actually her prisoner, you see!"
"Don't tell her that!" Astrid quickly reacted to Donald's revelation, giving him a light flick in his shoulder with her healthy arm as she sneered at him.
"We're trying to deescalate this whole mess, not make it bigger!"
Astrid whispered furiously to him, and Donald held up a hand with a confident smile in return.
"Hey, gotta make sure we piqued her interest!" Donald chuckled confidently, giving Astrid a reassuring hug with his other arm.
"Besides, we'll just vanish in the transition... "
"Is everything all right in there?"
The sound of someone knocking suddenly emanated from the door to the room as Frarn pulled in the handle, yet the door remained shut as it was locked. The dwarf stared down at the handle for a moment, surprised to see that Doin had locked the door; before shrugging it off.
"Do ye need any refreshments?" Frarn called through the door, placing one ear against the wooden surface to listen for what was going on on the other side.
What business his father had with the mysterious girl that required him to lock his room was questionable at best. Though Frarn chose not to judge, as Doin was in his white years and so deserved a modicum of extra privileges and peace.
"It's us!" Suddenly sounded the muffled voice of Donald from within the bag as they had heard Ashei's question. His voice was quickly followed up by Astrid's, as the girl shouted out as loud as she could.
"She's a maniac, she's kidnapped us!" Screamed astrid as she wriggled around in the bag, doing her best impression of 'the damsel in distress'!
"Yes; yes, she stole us from your mistress! ... I was actually her prisoner, you see!"
"Don't tell her that!" Astrid quickly reacted to Donald's revelation, giving him a light flick in his shoulder with her healthy arm as she sneered at him.
"We're trying to deescalate this whole mess, not make it bigger!"
Astrid whispered furiously to him, and Donald held up a hand with a confident smile in return.
"Hey, gotta make sure we piqued her interest!" Donald chuckled confidently, giving Astrid a reassuring hug with his other arm.
"Besides, we'll just vanish in the transition... "
With Doin out cold, I'll skip this post.
But beware, it's only a matter of time until the rest of the guild notices the ruckus above!
... and someone should maybe look to putting that fire out? No? ... just an idea :P
But beware, it's only a matter of time until the rest of the guild notices the ruckus above!
... and someone should maybe look to putting that fire out? No? ... just an idea :P
I believe it would be safe to assume that no one is having a particularly good day, Rithrynn.
:)
:)
Doin found himself to quickly become little more than a spectator to the absurd events that happened before him.
Apparently, Liaena was wearing the guise of the other girl; who was wearing the guise of her, whom had also apparently failed in whatever mission she had been given by Liaena, who was in her guise; the parameters of which was seemingly to sit around in whatever mansion the elves occupied, but she had failed and dragged the elves over to them?
Inhaling deeply from his pipe, the older Dwarf breathed out a large cloud of smoke up into the room as he scoffed at the situation.
He had long since given up trying to understand what was going on. He was used to hear of secret plots, but those usually involved simple things such as ambushes, jealousy and violence.
Whatever scheme it was that was Liaena had gotten herself into, it seemed complicated enough to be something you'd expect to hear in the noble houses, not the street where Doin worked!
"I'm too old for this." He muttered to himself under his breath.
"Ya mean tha say that there be elves about 'ere?" Doin inquired, as the dwarf's eyes passed from Liaena and over to Kathlin.
"And what in the nether be this talk about a bloody tiger in the city? They're illegal unless ye have a circus permit!"
Apparently, Liaena was wearing the guise of the other girl; who was wearing the guise of her, whom had also apparently failed in whatever mission she had been given by Liaena, who was in her guise; the parameters of which was seemingly to sit around in whatever mansion the elves occupied, but she had failed and dragged the elves over to them?
Inhaling deeply from his pipe, the older Dwarf breathed out a large cloud of smoke up into the room as he scoffed at the situation.
He had long since given up trying to understand what was going on. He was used to hear of secret plots, but those usually involved simple things such as ambushes, jealousy and violence.
Whatever scheme it was that was Liaena had gotten herself into, it seemed complicated enough to be something you'd expect to hear in the noble houses, not the street where Doin worked!
"I'm too old for this." He muttered to himself under his breath.
"Ya mean tha say that there be elves about 'ere?" Doin inquired, as the dwarf's eyes passed from Liaena and over to Kathlin.
"And what in the nether be this talk about a bloody tiger in the city? They're illegal unless ye have a circus permit!"
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