Sheol: Jack meets his rival.

[17:00]	Jack	The interior of the bar is worn and dingy, the floorboard cracked in places and the furnaitre is a rather eclectic mish-mash of roughly made and repaired chairs and tables, more than a few looking to have been used as weapons at one point or another. Overall it has the air of a well used, if worn down and recently repaired watering place for those accustomed to violence and action.
[17:03]	Jack	There's a man inside, wearing a pair of loose white pants and a matching shirt, and a long crimson scarf wrapped around his neck. He's deeply tanned, a dark bronze coloration with a short shock of unkempt black hair. His noise is somewhat crooked from a old break, and there's a scar from a old split lip. He balanced on a chair on two legs as he tosses darts into a nearby target with a fair...
[17:03]	Jack	...amount of accuracy.
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[17:12]	Rowan	A woman stepped in through the doorway, small though clad in a hauberk of fine scales. A ragged scarf protected her neck from the steel, while another strip of cloth kept her red hair out of her eyes. One cheek bulged slightly. She leaned back out of the door and spat a mouthful of green-brown juice into the street. She wore a large heavy looking pack on her back and a sword on her belt. I was
[17:12]	Rowan	told this was headquarters?" Her voice matched her face, casually irritated and impatient.
[17:13]	Jack	"Something like it, yeah?" The man says casting a quick glance back to the door "Come on in if you like."
[17:15]	LastChronicler	A man in a vaguely military-looking coat with a wand hanging at his side sat head down on one of the tables near the bar, clearly asleep. At the sound of voices, he lifted his head blearily.
[17:16]	Rowan	She chewed something slowly, her jaw rolling noticeably. The woman looked at the bartender. "Whiskey, something cheap. And an empty bottle." She dropped her pack on the floor with a thump and sat down heavily. "This is where I sign up then?"
[17:16]	Jack	"Ayup."
[17:16]	LastChronicler	"You say something?" He asked, still half asleep, eyes blinking.
[17:17]	=-=	LastChronicler is now known as Ulfric
[17:19]	Jack	"Just saying hi to uh. . . Her," He gestures to Rowan "Lady who just walked in asking to join."
[17:21]	Rowan	took both bottles from the bartender. She spat into one, and then drank from the other, shifting the wad of leaves into her cheek. "Just got off the boat. Not quite what I expected.."
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[17:21]	=-=	Mr_Sandman is now known as Mrak-Caw
[17:21]	Ulfric	"Lady, whaa lady?" The Wizard rubs his face for a moment, before looking at the new figure. "Ahh, pleased to meet you, Miss...?"
[17:23]	Rowan	"Rowan," The woman replied shortly.
[17:23]	Mrak-Caw	What looks like a man-sized bundle of black feathers stirs in the corner but is otherwise still. A helm of carved bone, flowing and curving, sits on a table beside it.
[17:24]	=-=	AlexSupercop is now known as Vidarna
[17:29]	Ulfric	"My name is Ulfric pleased to meet you" Ulfric repeats. He eyes the new arrival up, taking her measure "What brings you to Sheol, if I might ask?"
[17:30]	Vidarna	The door bursts open with a thunderclap, lightning briefly illuminating the figure in the doorway. Which is strange because it's a clear day outside, but it doesn't do to question such things. The figure in question is a six-footer, a saurian frame of lean muscle and scales the colour of ink. Save for the scarlet tattoos highlighting the contours of his hide.
[17:30]	Jack	"Aye, neams Jack by the way," He jerks his thumb over to the bundle of feathers "That's Mrak-Caw by the way. Other's are either out in town or working at Vuln." he blinks "And I have no idea who that is."
[17:31]	Mrak-Caw	A wing shifts, baring a baleful yellow eye. A little lantern point of light against the glossy, inky black feathers.
[17:31]	Mrak-Caw	"..."
[17:31]	Mrak-Caw	covers his face again.
[17:31]	Ulfric	"This place is getting stranger and stranger..." Ulfric mutters as he takes in the new scralet tattooed arrival.
[17:31]	Vidarna	The tails of his greatcoat brush against the floorboards around his taloned feet, muscular tail swaying idly through the slit cut into it for just that purpose. He has two swords, one sheathed across his back, the other at his hip, edge-side-up. Curved things with circular guards. Foreign.
[17:32]	Jack	"What, like things weren't strange before? I mean we've got a giant tower made outa a false hydra, The /Raphaim/ , and. . Like come on man, this place is freaking weird on a good day."
[17:32]	Vidarna	crosses the room in a well-practised swagger, holding confrontational eye-contact with anyone who dares look his way. Slit-pupilled, reptilian eyes the colour of blood.
[17:33]	Jack	Sensing a possiable fight, or brawl, Jack meets the eyes with a cocky look.
[17:35]	Vidarna	stops, looking at Jack over his shoulder. "Looking to die?"
[17:35]	Rowan	Rowan shifted her eyes from Mrak-Caw in the corner to the massive dragonborn in the doorway. She spat juice into her bottle again and took another swig. "Needed to get away from the mainland. Sheol expedition seemed as good a place as any to go."
[17:35]	Jack	"Been there done that got bored."
[17:36]	Mrak-Caw	"jack"
[17:36]	Mrak-Caw	's voice is muffled
[17:36]	Jack	"He's starting it!"
[17:37]	Vidarna	"Keep looking at me like that and you'll be getting even more intimately acquainted."
[17:37]	Mrak-Caw	"/mrr/"
[17:37]	Mrak-Caw	"dueling's not allowed."
[17:37]	Jack	"Oh come on, you really expect me to take this guy seriously?"
[17:37]	Mrak-Caw	"consociation ruels"
[17:37]	Mrak-Caw	*rules
[17:37]	Mrak-Caw	"save it for rephaim"
[17:37]	Jack	"Rules shmules. ." He grumbles
[17:38]	Mrak-Caw	lowers his wing again
[17:38]	Mrak-Caw	"i'll tell her."
[17:38]	Jack	". . . You /wouldn't/ !"
[17:39]	Vidarna	"Good boy. Whatever you start, I'll /end/."
[17:39]	Jack	". . Oh come /on/ Mrak-Caw! He's just asking for it!"
[17:39]	Mrak-Caw	"..."
[17:40]	Jack	He sighs and folds his arms over his chest "You're lucky Mrak-Caw's here."
[17:40]	Mrak-Caw	"you too"
[17:40]	Mrak-Caw	"pretty boy"
[17:40]	Mrak-Caw	"no dueling or the knights'll send you packing"
[17:40]	Rowan	looks from one to the other and mutters something foul sounding before spitting again.
[17:40]	Vidarna	"Just know that if you make me draw my sword, only blood will quench it."
[17:40]	Mrak-Caw	"keep talking like that"
[17:40]	Mrak-Caw	"i won't revive you when you die"
[17:41]	Jack	"Look, buddy, I really suggest you don't start anything. Alright? Mrak-Caw here wants some peace and quiet, so just go into your shadowy corner and sip on whatever you floats your boat."
[17:41]	Vidarna	"Hah! Death itself is afraid of me!"
[17:42]	Ulfric	"'As good as any', huh?" Ulfric repeated absently to Rowan, while keeping an eye on the almost-brawl threatening to break out in front of them "Hold  on to that thought. Tell me if you feel the same way in a couple of days."
[17:42]	Vidarna	None of the corners are sufficiently shadowy. But he doesn't say that part out loud.
[17:43]	Vidarna	"I don't care about your peace and quiet. I was told Sheol was a place of action!"
[17:43]	Mrak-Caw	's corner is fairly shadowy.
[17:43]	Rowan	"It's far away from Cormyr and Netheril. That's all that matters." Rowan drank again.
[17:43]	Jack	"Yeap," he gestures to the door 'Just go on and walk East and don't stop, you'l run into something that'll eat you soon enough."
[17:44]	Vidarna	briefly considers trying to strongarm Mrak-Caw out of his shadowy corner so he can have it.
[17:45]	=-=	Cornuthaum is now known as Genrikh
[17:45]	Ulfric	twitches briefly, at the mention of Cormyr. He wonders to himself if he should pry...
[17:45]	Mrak-Caw	"..."
[17:45]	Mrak-Caw	siiiiiiighs
[17:45]	Mrak-Caw	moves his chair over a little
[17:45]	Vidarna	"I don't know how to tell you this."
[17:46]	Vidarna	"But east goes [i]away[/i] from Sheol."
[17:46]	Jack	"Wish Genrickh was here, he'd do the whole grumpy unamused dwarf thing."
[17:46]	Vidarna	* /away/
[17:46]	Jack	". . . . ."
[17:46]	Mrak-Caw	's still, as far as most of the new arrivals, an overlarge bundle of feathers.
[17:46]	Jack	"Yeah that's my point!"
[17:46]	Ulfric	"Sounds like a story" Ulfric comments neutrally to Rowan's comment, redoubling his efforts to ignore the drama around them.
[17:47]	Vidarna	"Tch. As if I could turn away from a fight like the ones Sheol offers. I've heard the stories."
[17:47]	Rowan	sighs, picks up both her bottles, and drags her pack to a less exciting table.
[17:47]	Rowan	"And not one I like telling."
[17:47]	Mrak-Caw	"cool"
[17:47]	Mrak-Caw	"then don't"
[17:47]	Mrak-Caw	drags a chair over with a black taloned foot
[17:48]	Rowan	punctuates it with another streamer of tobacco juice into her bottle.
[17:48]	Mrak-Caw	points a hooked claw at Vidarna
[17:48]	Mrak-Caw	points at the chair
[17:48]	Genrikh	An impeccably well-dressed dwarf - a fine gold-brocaded vest over a good silk shirt and solid leather pants - enters the tavern as if called by fate. It has to be a dwarf, from the shortness of stature, broadness of shoulder and the biceps as wide as an elf's chest, for all that he seems to be clean-shaven. Lazily waving at Jack, noting some unknowns, he whistles to the barkeep to
[17:48]	Genrikh	hand him the usual as he makesh is way to the bar with intent to get his dirnk and join Mrak-Caw.
[17:49]	Jack	"Hey! Get a load outa new guy!" Jack calls "Hey, new-guy, tell him what you were tellin' us, it was a real riot."
[17:49]	Mrak-Caw	groans beneath his wings
[17:50]	Vidarna	swaggers over to the offered seat and sits down, subtly arranging his coat and tail. Pushing down on the hilt of his katana so that it sits right. He rides the chair side-saddle, one arm on the table.
[17:51]	Vidarna	"Riot nothing. I'
[17:51]	Genrikh	cocks his head and speculatively eyes the black-and-scarlet lizard. "What happened, Jack?" The barkeep has filled up a nice pitcher of vodka for him in the meantime, and sometimes, a dwarf really just wants to drink.
[17:51]	Vidarna	*I'm the greatest warrior the world has ever seen."
[17:52]	Vidarna	"And my name will live on forever in myth."
[17:52]	Jack	just points at the new guy
[17:52]	Jack	"And even death fears him." He adds dully
[17:52]	Ulfric	Ulfric goes back to one of the books on his table he fell a sleep upon, trying to remarshal his efforts.
[17:53]	Vidarna	"At least your memory works."
[17:54]	Genrikh	"Well, at least the new guy has some spirit." Genrikh takes a sip of his vodka and smacks his lips. "But you shouldn't pick on the newbie, Jack. Leave some people their delusions."
[17:55]	Jack	"Ah come on, he was doing the "I dare you to make eye contact and fight me." thing, you know I can't resist."
[17:55]	Rowan	"At least my services won't be required," Rowan remarked dryly. "Good thing. Scales are hard on needles."
[17:57]	Genrikh	snorts. "Consociation'S going to sue the living shit out of any member who starts infighting. And Jack?" Genrikh reaches inside his vest. "It was raining outside." Despite the clear day. Genrikh hands JAck a white feather with an eye-pattern.
[17:58]	Jack	"Oh? Yeah' Rhos is molting. Those feathers get /everyewhere/ ."
[17:58]	Mrak-Caw	"..."
[17:58]	Mrak-Caw	sighs
[17:58]	Vidarna	snorts. " 'Delusions'. You underestimate the power I wield."
[17:58]	Jack	"Sides, I ain't smart but I ain't a fool, I wasn't gonna start nothin' I swear."
[17:59]	Jack	"But you see what I mean?"
[17:59]	Vidarna	"Hah. To think one who would call himself my opponent is foolish enough to use double-negatives!"
[17:59]	Genrikh	pats Jack on one knee (shoulder's uncomfortably far up) and ambles over to join Mrak-Caw. "Nah, Kid. Blackscale Bleedwell over there has got a future ahead of him."
[17:59]	Genrikh	A Future.
[18:00]	Rowan	"We didn't all have the benefit of schooling."
[18:00]	Jack	shrugs and gets up to join Genrikh and Mrak-Caw at their table, bringing with him a bottle of wine.
[18:00]	Genrikh	"... schooling?" Rowan hears Genrikh mutter. "The kid?" Then he just sits down at Mrak-Caw'S table and starts drinking.
[18:01]	Mrak-Caw	sort of just...uncurls. Wings unfurling. He stands. He stretches.
[18:01]	Jack	"I mean, I guess I sorta got schooling in how to hit things from Shu. Uh plus all that Ki stuff that he somehow managed to beat into my brain."
[18:02]	Vidarna	"My name is Vidarna."
[18:02]	Vidarna	"But I suppose I do make my foes bleed well."
[18:02]	Mrak-Caw	It's worth noting for Rowan and Vidarna's benefit that the Aarakocra looks evil as /fuck/
[18:02]	Genrikh	"Aye, Blackscale, I hear you." Genrikh salutes Blackscale Bleedwell with his mug.
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[18:03]	Vidarna	looks appropriately impressed with how evil Mrak-Caw looks.
[18:04]	Jack	"Anyways," Jack pulls a spare table over to the corner and waves Rowan over "Rowan, should join us."
[18:04]	Mrak-Caw	And they are bone. Just like his helm. Just like the bundle of armor you see sitting beside him. Plates of polished ivory over dark leather.
[18:05]	=-=	Sarpedon_ is now known as Alessandro
[18:05]	Rowan	sends side long glances at Mrak-Caw every once in awhile. She looks over to Jack. Then gets up and joins them at their table. "Sure."
[18:05]	Mrak-Caw	And a little blue gemstone, orbiting incongruously around his head like a crown.
[18:05]	Mrak-Caw	Or an ersatz halo.
[18:06]	Jack	"Ah, don't mind Mrak-Caw, he's a swell guy actually."
[18:06]	Mrak-Caw	scratches his belly with talons that could gut a man.
[18:06]	Mrak-Caw	gives Jack a side-eyed look.
[18:06]	Mrak-Caw	"...sure."
[18:07]	Jack	"What? You are."
[18:07]	Mrak-Caw	"mrmrmr"
[18:07]	Genrikh	"Did you hear about the Tar?" Genrikh asks apropos of nothing, in the general direction of Mrak-Caw (which happens to encompass the rest of the table.)
[18:07]	Jack	"Tar? What tar?"
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[18:08]	Alessandro	A young red haired man enters the bar, impeccably dressed in a new forest green doublet with sable piping and grey hose, a longsword on his hip and pin showing membership of the Red Falcon knights on his breast
[18:08]	Mrak-Caw	"Ilyana passed it to the Seekers."
[18:08]	Genrikh	"... oh shit, you didn't hear yet, with the battle." Genrikh grins lopsidedly. "Fucking Rephaim, alright? End them rightly, if you must, but end them. Anyways, it's..."
[18:08]	Mrak-Caw	"Been busy, hadn't heard-"
[18:08]	Mrak-Caw	":D"
[18:08]	Jack	"Fucking /Rephaim/ ." Jack ehoes
[18:08]	Genrikh	"AAAAAY Alessandro!"
[18:08]	Mrak-Caw	"..."
[18:08]	Mrak-Caw	":V"
[18:08]	Jack	"Alesandro! My /man/ !"
[18:08]	Alessandro	motions for the barkeep to give him a pitcher of wine as he walks over to the others
[18:09]	Vidarna	glowers broodingly at the newcomer.
[18:09]	Alessandro	"Jack! it has been a while!, the old man and the bird to keep you company I see?"
[18:09]	Genrikh	"Alessandro. Meet two of our newbies. That's Silent over there," A nod at Rowan, "And this is Blackscale Bleedwell." An airy wave at Vidarna.
[18:09]	Jack	"Yeah, and this here is Rowan, she's new. And uh. . . there's this guy."
[18:10]	Alessandro	drops 4 wooden cups on the table and pours for everyone
[18:10]	Rowan	glances up. Spits. Shoves one plug of tobacco into her waste bottle and stuffs another one in her cheek. "Rowan, new medic."
[18:10]	Alessandro	"Well thats quite the name for a dragonborn."
[18:11]	Alessandro	"Alessandro Loredan, a pleasure."
[18:11]	Genrikh	"Cheers mate, but no. Got my vodka. Today, I'm getting 0x1dhammered0x1d. Fuck the Rephaim!" And with that toast, Genrikh takes another deep swig of vodka.
[18:11]	Jack	"So, how'd your last run with Genrikh go anyways? Old man was just starting up about this tar? Sounded nasty."
[18:11]	Vidarna	"My actual name is Vidarna."
[18:11]	Alessandro	"eech the tar"
[18:11]	Alessandro	takes a swig of wine
[18:11]	Jack	hisses "That bad?"
[18:12]	Genrikh	"YEah, the tar... 0x1dfuck0x1d the Rephaim, alright? They dug a trench. A fucking trench, at least ten feet deep and fuck knows how wide."
[18:12]	Genrikh	"And they herded elves in there. Lots of 'em."
[18:12]	Jack	"Damn, bet I know what dug that trench too, but go on."
[18:12]	Genrikh	"And the tar, the tar, shit, it's like..."
[18:12]	Alessandro	"horrid stuff, they burned a village of elves alive"
[18:12]	Jack	frowns
[18:12]	Vidarna	looks stoic
[18:12]	Alessandro	"It sticks and burns, gods"
[18:12]	Jack	"Next time I see a Rephaim I'm making it /hurt/ ."
[18:13]	Alessandro	takes another drink of wine
[18:13]	Genrikh	"YEah. It's like... imagine alchemist's fire? Alright? Clingy, burny? Now have a jug of alchemist's fire vigorously fuck a creeping black mold, and make it psychic."
[18:13]	Genrikh	"It's like, the shit *wants* to cling to people and burn 'em."
[18:13]	Genrikh	"So yeah. Fuck the REphaim, aight?"
[18:13]	Jack	"Gods. Alessandro Ima buy you something stronger once we finish that."
[18:13]	Genrikh	(ignore that :V)
[18:13]	Jack	"Hell, I'll buy everybody something stronger after we finish the wine. And yeah, fuck 'em."
[18:13]	Mrak-Caw	"...look"
[18:13]	Alessandro	"Much appreciated Jack, but I will stick with the wine."
[18:13]	Rowan	Rowan pauses in her chewing, then continues again, "Maybe I should have just headed for Zakhara."
[18:14]	Mrak-Caw	shifts in his chair and leans on the table. Looking at Rowan and Vidarna. It's...a little intimidating considering he's a six foot tall carrion bird and his beak could strip flesh from bone.
[18:14]	Mrak-Caw	"You need to understand."
[18:14]	Vidarna	meets his gaze without being intimidated. Not even a tiny bit.
[18:15]	Alessandro	"But lets not just talk about sad things eh, I'll get us some food and we swap stories eh?"
[18:15]	Mrak-Caw	"Most things in Sheol want to kill you."
[18:15]	Mrak-Caw	"But if you can kill 'em."
[18:15]	Jack	"Yeah, you guys hear about Vuln yet?"
[18:15]	Mrak-Caw	"It works out. :V"
[18:15]	Alessandro	"i hear you ran into a friendly dryad eh?"
[18:15]	Mrak-Caw	"Money's good too."
[18:15]	Alessandro	:V
[18:15]	Mrak-Caw	"...ooooh~? :V"
[18:15]	Mrak-Caw	"i did not hear"
[18:15]	Genrikh	"Dryad, eh? Ho ho ho."
[18:15]	Rowan	"... I see."
[18:15]	Jack	"Eh that was uh. . . the pooly-place, can't recall the name."
[18:16]	Alessandro	motions towards the inn boy
[18:16]	Jack	"She looked like a Gnoll. Also, Rhos kept asking me if the Dryiad did anything to me? They have a reputation or something?"
[18:16]	Mrak-Caw	":V"
[18:16]	Jack	"Know what? I'm better off not knowing ain't I?"
[18:16]	Mrak-Caw	's also reasonably proud, talking like Genrikh about the "money being good", to be honest as far as he understands it he just has many, many shinies.
[18:16]	Genrikh	"... No. They don't have a reputation, kid."
[18:16]	Alessandro	"Get us some steak and onion pies and some smoked fish boy"
[18:17]	Alessandro	"We need some food to go with the drink"
[18:17]	Genrikh	"Humans," the dwarf chortles.
[18:18]	Mrak-Caw	The blue shiny crosses behind his head.
[18:18]	Jack	"Right but anyways, Vuln. So it was crawing with the Rephaim, right? Like lesse, there was 4 of 'em outside, then the Wizard and his 4 pals, another 5 raiders, a preist guy and like, 4 more dudes with him, then about 12 more of 'em inside plus their boss. Thing is they were turning Vuln into a base right?" Jack takes a drink of his wine.
[18:18]	Mrak-Caw	"...shit"
[18:18]	Mrak-Caw	"where was- ah."
[18:18]	Genrikh	grins watching Mrak-Caw go cross-eyed trying to keep track of the shiny.
[18:19]	Alessandro	chuckles into his drink
[18:19]	Rowan	"Not to be a bitch or anything. But what the hell's a Rephaim?"
[18:19]	Jack	chuckles, only to choke on his wine mid-drink
[18:19]	Mrak-Caw	likes it! Especially the way it leaves a little shiny train of blue light in its wake.
[18:19]	Mrak-Caw	"oh"
[18:19]	Mrak-Caw	"uh"
[18:19]	Mrak-Caw	rolls his wrist
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"Dunno the word."
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"...Parasites? No no."
[18:20]	Genrikh	"Fucking monsters."
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"Predators."
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"Yeah."
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"Hatch out of humans."
[18:20]	Jack	"Fuck up." Jack says nodding in satisfaction
[18:20]	Jack	*fucked
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"Disguised as humans."
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"Kill everything."
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	eyes Vidarna
[18:20]	Jack	"Yeah uh, so fair warning, don't expect a warm reception like, anywhere."
[18:20]	Mrak-Caw	"...Only good for killing~"
[18:20]	Genrikh	"Infiltrators. Murderers. Butchers. Scum of the earth."
[18:21]	Rowan	Rowan frowns slightly, "They're disguised as humans or they use humans as hosts?"
[18:21]	Genrikh	"Yes.2
[18:21]	Mrak-Caw	"yes"
[18:22]	Rowan	"... Sounds pleasant."
[18:22]	Alessandro	"many used to be human, and the only way to tell that they aren't anymore is to cut them open, or if they have grafted shit into their body."
[18:22]	Mrak-Caw	"Weapons. Swords. Spears. Shields."
[18:22]	Mrak-Caw	"Grows into them."
[18:22]	Jack	"Fists. ."
[18:22]	Mrak-Caw	"...Crossbows ugh"
[18:22]	Mrak-Caw	"..."
[18:22]	Jack	"Oh we're tlaking about stuff grown into them. . ."
[18:22]	Mrak-Caw	just looks at Jack
[18:22]	Jack	laughs sheepishly
[18:23]	Mrak-Caw	"Sssssooooo"
[18:23]	Genrikh	"Armor grows into them, too. Fuck if I know how that works."
[18:23]	Mrak-Caw	"Vidarna."
[18:23]	Mrak-Caw	"Messily :V"
[18:23]	Jack	"Oh but right! I was tellin' a story."
[18:23]	Rowan	snickers, even while laughing her smile looks forced, like her face doesn't quite know how to make the expression.
[18:24]	Rowan	"Well  looks like I didn't really trade up. Oh well. There's money in it."
[18:24]	Jack	"So we ran into a patrol just outa the city, we talked some and then we killed them. Rhos flew up and got zapped by their wizard, so we hoofed it into the city. We scouted out the inside and me and Tara ran into these /huge/ freaking things with giant blade arms and no eyes. Nearly killed me actually."
[18:24]	Mrak-Caw	"ooff"
[18:24]	Genrikh	"... what, again?"
[18:24]	Genrikh	"Gods, kids, Raises ain't cheap."
[18:25]	Jack	"But we managed to get 'em, Clanless ran them down when they ran." Jack shrugs "Now a bad time to mention the giant yak-man at the pool who nearly took my head off?"
[18:25]	Mrak-Caw	"Ennehenehen"
[18:25]	Mrak-Caw	makes a seesaw motion with his hand
[18:25]	Mrak-Caw	"just have to pay me :V"
[18:25]	Genrikh	"... wait, the... what? Yak? Like, the big cow thing?"
[18:25]	Jack	nods
[18:25]	Jack	"And a sword that had to've been about 14 feet long."
[18:25]	Genrikh	"Yak-man? Dude, you're fucking with me. Those are like, minotaurs."
[18:25]	Genrikh	"Yak-people don'T exist."
[18:25]	Jack	"I swear to whatever gods you ask me to I am not!"
[18:26]	Vidarna	"Sounds like the /perfect/ foe to test my bla- fourteen-foot sword?"
[18:26]	Vidarna	looks far too interested.
[18:26]	Jack	"A giant. Yak-Man. With a giant swrod, who was hiding in a dudes /chest/ like he /burst/ out of the guy! It was /insane/ ."
[18:26]	Jack	"Just ask Clarity!"
[18:27]	Vidarna	"Did you keep the sword?"
[18:27]	Genrikh	"Wait, Jack, is *that* what burst open the armor?"
[18:27]	Jack	"But that's another story ok! About Vuln, so after we kill the bladelings, as we called 'em, we made camp and settled on a plan. Next day we ambushed their Wizard and killed him."
[18:27]	Jack	"And yeah it burst through that plate armor too."
[18:27]	Genrikh	"There was this half-orc at the smithy, it was bizarre. Clarity said I could take the armor, but it needed fixing, and..." Genrikh shrugs.
[18:28]	Genrikh	"Well, fuck. Now I got to boil the armor and restrap it all, I guess."
[18:28]	Jack	"But back to the story, so we ambush their wizard, who grew spider legs and jumped lke, 50 feet into the air and used a spell that made a /big/ boom, right crazy stuff."
[18:28]	Mrak-Caw	"mhm"
[18:29]	Vidarna	"But /did/ /you/ /keep/ /the/ /sword/?"
[18:29]	Rowan	"You lead interesting lives."
[18:29]	Jack	"But he couldn't outrun me and between me and the rest we killed him real good. So then we find out that we got /more/ Reph headed our way, so we try to run but they find us and then we killed them."
[18:29]	Genrikh	"Just wait," Genrikh says to Rowan, motioning for her to get over here and sit down with the rest of them.
[18:29]	Genrikh	"Good boy, Jack."
[18:30]	Rowan	takes a seat with the rest, putting her bottle of waste juice on her seat between her legs.
[18:30]	Jack	"Now at this point we figure there's a lot of Reph left still, so we get a idea. There's a Otyugh in the city, so me, Rhos and ALdrich sneak into the sewer. We get it's attention with some sorta magical painful illusion spell and then we /run./ like fucking hell, only the thing was /really/ slow but anyways we run int the Reph camp and then hide."
[18:31]	Jack	"The Otyugh tears apart one squad and their preist before smashing inside and getting killed," he raises his glass " A toast to Comrade Garbage!"
[18:31]	Mrak-Caw	"hee"
[18:31]	Mrak-Caw	"...oh"
[18:31]	Genrikh	"Comrade Garbage!" Genrikh needs no excuse to drink more.
[18:31]	Mrak-Caw	"Ah"
[18:31]	Jack	finishes his cup.
[18:31]	Mrak-Caw	doesn't have a drink but he raises his fist to Comrade Garbage
[18:32]	Rowan	raises her bottle looking faintly mystified, but she doesn't need much excuse to drink more.
[18:32]	Mrak-Caw	*DOES HAVE A DRINK 'CAUSE Alessandro GOT HIM ONE
[18:32]	Mrak-Caw	bobs his beak in it and turns to Vidarna and Rowan
[18:32]	Mrak-Caw	"by the way"
[18:32]	Vidarna	"You kept the sword, didn't you? You just don't want to admit it."
[18:32]	Mrak-Caw	"if you stop hearing singing"
[18:32]	Mrak-Caw	"you need to run"
[18:32]	Genrikh	"Oh, yeah."
[18:33]	Genrikh	"And if you suddenly *start* to hear sourceless singing, book it too."
[18:33]	Vidarna	"What?"
[18:33]	Rowan	"If we stop hearing it? Do you usually hear singing outside Foothold?"
[18:33]	Genrikh	"Gods I hope not:"
[18:33]	Mrak-Caw	points to the scar that crosses his collarbone
[18:33]	Mrak-Caw	"we call it a false hydra."
[18:33]	Rowan	"What is it?"
[18:33]	Alessandro	grabs a pie from the boy, and offers some to Genrikh and Jack
[18:33]	Mrak-Caw	"s'related to rephaim"
[18:33]	Mrak-Caw	"we think"
[18:33]	Genrikh	"A monster. That eats people."
[18:34]	Alessandro	" Mrak-Caw you want some smoked fish?"
[18:34]	Jack	"So then we smash in the back door, and kill a bunch of Reph, one of 'em holds this /really/ fancy lute hostage, but we let him go cuz Aldrich /really/ wanted it, turns out it's magical or something. Then we run into their boss-guy and 4 of his lackies with a bunch of maps and stuff. So I jumped up on the table, grabed the maps, front fliped over them and ran out the window. We then proceded...
[18:34]	Jack	...to smash the Raph apart. Honestly is was kinda hairy, Rhos got hurt pretty bad as did Ulfric and CLanless. But we got 'em after I knocked the boss out and Ulfric finished him off."
[18:34]	Mrak-Caw	"yah!"
[18:34]	Rowan	"I take it worse than usual as far as monsters that eat people go."
[18:34]	Genrikh	is as helpful as he is going to get on those creatures andgratefull stuffs hsi face with pie to have an excuse to stop talking, though he nudges Alessandro to explain.
[18:34]	Jack	"Then we moped up the rest, which involved sticking Clanless on a flying broom and sending her off after a Reph."
[18:34]	Jack	takes a long breath
[18:34]	Jack	"And then we came back."
[18:34]	Mrak-Caw	tears into his smoked fish with fucking gusto
[18:35]	Genrikh	"... wot, Clanless, ishn't she the... crashy clanlesh dwar--- oh yeah, duh"
[18:35]	Alessandro	"It can modify memory and the senses through song, and if it kills something you forget they existed."
[18:35]	Alessandro	"Also it never stops singing"
[18:35]	Mrak-Caw	"Grows out of your belly."
[18:35]	Mrak-Caw	"Like a giant worm."
[18:35]	Jack	begins to consume his pie. "Yeah, and they got like, a buncha heads. Thankfull Alessandro here has' got a Pike of Asskinckin' or something."
[18:36]	Mrak-Caw	"yeah"
[18:36]	Rowan	"... The pay must be pretty fucking incredible."
[18:36]	Mrak-Caw	"pretty much"
[18:36]	Genrikh	"Like a 0x1dfucking buzzsaw."
[18:36]	Mrak-Caw	"mm"
[18:36]	Alessandro	toasts jack
[18:36]	Mrak-Caw	"lotta shinies"
[18:36]	Mrak-Caw	"like....uh"
[18:36]	Mrak-Caw	prods Genrikh
[18:36]	Alessandro	"All thanks to you that I have defiance in the first place."
[18:36]	Mrak-Caw	"...how much from the crab-god?"
[18:36]	Jack	"Yeah pays decent, think my cut was about. . 700 gold for Vuln."
[18:36]	Genrikh	"Two thousand five hundred gold per head, and all we had to do was to kill the god of crab-kind."
[18:37]	Jack	boogles
[18:37]	Mrak-Caw	"yeah"
[18:37]	Alessandro	" And save some refugees
[18:37]	Vidarna	"You can kill /gods/ here?"
[18:37]	Jack	"Holy. . . shesh, you guys made out like bandits."
[18:37]	Vidarna	sounds uncomfortably aroused.
[18:37]	Mrak-Caw	"well"
[18:37]	Mrak-Caw	"crab-god"
[18:37]	Jack	"Only wihtout the whole murder-rape things."
[18:37]	Alessandro	"and slaughter a company of rephaim to a man"
[18:37]	Rowan	"... I'm going to be up my elbows in guts in no time aren't I?"
[18:37]	Alessandro	"thing"
[18:37]	Mrak-Caw	"Man-thing"
[18:37]	Mrak-Caw	"Yeah."
[18:37]	Mrak-Caw	"Oh!"
[18:38]	Jack	"Man, Alessandro I'm gonna have to step up my game if I wanna hang with you."
[18:38]	Mrak-Caw	points at the blue stone as it completes another lazy orbit
[18:38]	Alessandro	"well if you live, you will be rich"
[18:38]	Mrak-Caw	"Got this too :V"
[18:38]	Vidarna	"What does it do?"
[18:38]	Alessandro	"Most of it was Sam to be honest"
[18:38]	Mrak-Caw	flicks it as it passes, it wobbles a little
[18:38]	Genrikh	"And yeah, about the crab-god..."
[18:38]	Alessandro	" he burned 10 of them alive with one spell"
[18:38]	Mrak-Caw	"Like...I'unno"
[18:38]	Mrak-Caw	"Helps me think?"
[18:38]	Rowan	turns toward the bartender, "I'm going to need another bottle."
[18:38]	Mrak-Caw	"Or...no not 'xactly"
[18:38]	Genrikh	points at the arm-sized piece of coral mounted on the wall, underneath THE GIANT DRAGONSLAYER SWORD
[18:39]	Jack	"Whoa, nice one. Well Ulfric pretty much toasted the Rephaim boss in one shot."
[18:39]	Jack	"I thought it was pretty cool. . "
[18:39]	Mrak-Caw	"It was prolly."
[18:39]	Genrikh	"See that piece of coral there? It was like... part of the crown-throne on top of the crab. Broke it off the backrest."
[18:39]	Alessandro	"oh yes there was also a Rephaim giant"
[18:40]	Jack	"Also no, we didn't take the sword on account of it being a silly-stupid size for any of us to use. Also holy  crap, I wanna kill something that big now. You guys /gota/ take me with you next time."
[18:40]	Alessandro	that was a fight let me tell you
[18:40]	Genrikh	"Aynways, kids, listen up. Redbeard can't tell a tale worth 0x1dshit, and Birdy likes his shiny, so listen up."
[18:40]	Jack	" Alessandro, I ain't gonna let you, I'm gonna ask you."
[18:40]	Vidarna	resolves to come back in the night and steal that giant sword
[18:40]	Jack	"Or well, Genrikh will."
[18:40]	Genrikh	"Ask away kiddo, ask away."
[18:41]	Genrikh	is slightly flushed after most of a pitcher of vodka. DWarf dwarf dwarf.
[18:41]	Jack	"Nah, I know better than to rush your tales Old Man. Take it at your own pace."
[18:42]	Genrikh	"So, we set out for Acrabatta - city, west of here, two days on horse.T hey've had a bit of a crab problemn. Crab people problem, really, raiding their harbor and killing their folks and the usual raider stuff."
[18:42]	Jack	nods, pulling another meat-pie his way.
[18:44]	Genrikh	"A bit of a spot of bother on the way, some Rephaim trying to snipe BIrdy out of the air. We end 'em and move on." Genrikh takes a swig of vodka "So we - Alessandro, Sam, Ilyana, Birdy and me - we stable our horses in Acrabatta, spend a night, nice warm beds, a bunch of humans in their human quarantine camp, poor wee girl and some refugees, Alessandro and Sam." He doesn't say why he
[18:44]	Genrikh	talks about that...y et.
[18:46]	Genrikh	"We move south, sunny days, good weather, hoofing it proper-like, Birdy as our forward scout, the rest of us behind, when he comes flying back screeching about a REphaim patrol heading our way right across the bend in the path." Genrikh grins evilly. "We do the sensible thing - fall back, hide, hit them from ambush..."
[18:46]	Jack	"Yeap, yeap."
[18:46]	Genrikh	"You should have seen it, Jack! Five of us, against twenty of their guards and one of their mages."
[18:46]	Jack	"Wish I was there , really do."
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[18:48]	Genrikh	"They're like the Hydra... Defiance, you've seen what Alessandro did with that thing? Never thought I'd see a pike 0x1dcut off heads0x1d. Total fucking carnage. We cut down eight in ten of them - the rest bolt." Genrikh's face looks, momentarily, like a balkan stone carving of Satan. "We ran them down, because 0x1dfuck0x1d them. And that was before we got how much these fuckers need to die."
[18:48]	Genrikh	"Anyways, the patrol, they had this... entire bulging sack of left elf ears."
[18:48]	Jack	"Kill 'em all and burn what's left."
[18:48]	Genrikh	"And a few vials of squeezed human brain juice."
[18:49]	Jack	"Aye, we got some of that at Vuln too. Even hit Ulfric with it."
[18:49]	Genrikh	grimaces. "He alright?"
[18:49]	Genrikh	"You burn out the wound, aye?"
[18:49]	Jack	"I think so. ANd nah they like just splashed over him."
[18:50]	Jack	"One of 'em did try to poison me with an arrow, but well." Jack makes a snatching motion with his hand "You know how well that works on me."
[18:50]	Genrikh	"You mean you actually got it to work this time?"
[18:50]	Genrikh	scratches his chin.
[18:50]	Jack	"Dude, I caught a arrow and /stabed/ a Raph with it. Yeah."
[18:51]	Genrikh	gives Jack a thumbsu up, and then waggles his thumb, grinning.
[18:51]	Jack	(Reph
[18:51]	Vidarna	narrows his eyes
[18:51]	Jack	"Anyways, you were saying?"
[18:51]	Vidarna	He has to beat that.
[18:51]	Vidarna	Somewhere. Somehow. Sometime.
[18:52]	Genrikh	"Now, anyways, fun time journey. Ilyana and I, we're taking point as we hit the jungle, the two of us the smallest in the group, and... well, 0x1dfuck0x1d me sideways, the ground gives beneath us and Tulip. Now, you know me, aye? I'm a bit wide across the hip and shoulder, but she helps me and we avoid falling into the 0x1dstill-burning charnel pit0x1d."
[18:52]	Genrikh	grinds out the last four words, suddenly, sharply, bitterly.
[18:52]	Genrikh	"They dug a trench, filled it with living elves and then set them on fire."
[18:52]	Genrikh	"And that tarry shit *kept burning* even after they covered it with topsoil."
[18:53]	Genrikh	"Nobody ate dinner that night."
[18:53]	Jack	winces "Fire ain't a way to go." He says quietly.
[18:53]	Vidarna	"Pff."
[18:53]	Vidarna	"Lightweights."
[18:53]	Mrak-Caw	lowers a fish down his beak.
[18:53]	Mrak-Caw	shrugs.
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[18:55]	Rowan	gives Vidarna a nasty look