Inn Time 1

[23:44]	`GM	[It was a dark and stormy mid-day.]
[23:47]	`GM	[Along the Lowland Road, the primary trade route between Silverhall and the eastern nation of Mestest, there is a certain fork which heads north, into the Greygrind Mountains.]
[23:47]	`GM	[Several months ago, the only notable thing about the fork was a decrepit stone guard tower.  Now there is a decrepit stone guard tower and a freshly-built roadside inn.]
[23:48]	`GM	[It remains to be seen which of the two will be more notable several months hence.]
[23:50]	`GM	[The pounding rain dissuades the majority of travelers from bothering on the wet mud of the road today, as the nearest settlement in any direction is at least fifteen miles.]
[23:56]	Tarathiel	[A towering figure trudges towards the inn, clutching a tattered and soaked cloak that sheds the rain in the same way as the ocean: it is already full.]
[00:00]	Tarathiel	[Barely coming to its knees, a roughly-sewn extension hangs further, swaying oddly back and forth in counter-rhythym to the figure's stride.]
[00:01]	Tarathiel	[Upon reaching the door the figure stops, considering something. A moment later, it walks in.]
[00:05]	`GM	[The interior of the establishment is spacious, though spartan.  Several long dining tables are lined up in the common area, with circular tables and booths in the wings.  The serving bar is in the back of the room facing the door, with stairs on either side leading to the second floor.]
[00:09]	`GM	[The two-story great room is noticably dark, with the shutters drawn to keep out the rain, and only a few candles burning haphazardly around the room.  Of more immediate note, however, is the large brass chandelier swaying from a rope looped not-to-tightly to a hook on the ceiling, and the person grasping at the other end trying to hoist it.]
[00:13]	Keesh	appears to be a lizard-person of some kind, with bright yellow scales, beady red eyes, and dressed in a plain array of tans and browns.  Tarathiel recognizes the form to be that of a kobold, but well over four feet tall when any "normal" kobold would not even be able to manage three.  She is unable, however, to deduce the kobold's gender.
[00:14]	Keesh	appears to be trying to tie the other end of the rope to a table leg for added support, as the chandelier is clearly heavier.
[00:18]	Tarathiel	pauses again at the entry. o O ( ... Another like... me? No, far too small... )
[00:23]	Tarathiel	adjusts her cloak again, still using one hand to draw it tightly and conceal most her features. She strides across the room, speaking only once close to the kobold.
[00:23]	Tarathiel	"... Need some help?"
[00:24]	Tarathiel	[The arm holding the cloak close has no shortage of muscle, nor do her legs. "Athletic" would be a polite understatement.]
[00:27]	Keesh	jumps and loses the tenuous grip on the rope, looking at Tara with surprise.  Keeth's hands, and gaze, immediately return to the rope, but the friction has already broken and carries the kobold upwards as the chandelier thuds onto the ground, leaving Keeth swaying a good five feet above.
[00:29]	Keesh	looks down at her.
[00:29]	Keesh	"...No."
[00:33]	Tarathiel	looks up, her head at an angle to try and retain some concealment from the raggedy cloak.
[00:34]	Tarathiel	"If your pulleys can take it, I can bring you both back down."
[00:35]	Tarathiel	motions towards the fallen chandelier with a reddish hand. Whether the cause is poor candlelight or something else isn't yet clear.
[00:37]	Keesh	"I can manage QUITE fine, thank you."
[00:37]	Keesh	lets go of the rope and seems to "float" back down to the ground, clearly slower than the normal effects of gravity.
[00:38]	Keesh	kneels down to inspect the damage to the chandelier.
[00:39]	Tarathiel	steps back, keeping to her cloak.
[00:41]	Keesh	"Sssshaaah, damn...  I should have gotten a thinner one..."
[00:42]	Keesh	steps back up; many of the candle holders are bent out of shape.
[00:44]	Keesh	"I'll be getting to that later; my apologiesh for the inconveniensh.  Welcome to..."
[00:45]	Keesh	trails off, looking at a nearby table with a scratched-off list of possible names that the inn is not called.
[00:46]	Keesh	"...my eshtablishment.  I go by Keesh.  How can I be of shervish?"
[00:47]	Tarathiel	's free hand withdraws a small copper coin from a pocket in the cloak.
[00:47]	Tarathiel	"... What will this get me?"
[00:48]	Tarathiel	[It isn't much at all, barely greater than the smallest denomination. Is it even from around here?]
[00:51]	Keesh	tactlessly snatches the coin and flips it back and forth, checking the weight and denomination.
[00:51]	Keesh	"...Shomething.  A moment..."
[00:52]	Tarathiel	's hand reflexively jerks to snatch it back, but retracts it after a moment.
[00:54]	Keesh	scampers over to the serving bar and vaults over it, somewhat; there is a slapping of Keesh's tail on the counter and a small thud as the kobold disappears behind the bar.
[00:57]	Keesh	returns shortly with a wooden plate holding a moderately-sized biscuit, and a small pewter cup of water.
[00:58]	Keesh	"I DO of courshe have mush more, for the appropriate shum~"
[00:59]	Tarathiel	's head lowers, concealing her face yet further.
[01:00]	Tarathiel	"... How much could I get if I helped fix your chandelier, too?"
[01:07]	Keesh	turns back around and looks at the chandelier.  Many of the candle-holders are bent out of shape, and the interior wood frame is cracked in several places.
[01:10]	Keesh	kneels down next to one of the cracks and begins wiggling a few fingers over top of the split, which mends itself in just a few seconds.
[01:11]	Keesh	"I shaid I would get to it later~"
[01:12]	Keesh	continues to work, magically unbending the chandelier piece by piece, humming a jaunty tune.
[01:12]	Hypathia	"Oh! An Adventur--- awww, you suck Keesh. I wanted to greet the customers!" She came out upon hearing Keehs talking to possibly a potential adventurer already carrying a plate of food for Keesh. Upon geting out she trips on her oversized robe which she refuses to change to her work attire. She would hit her face onto the edge of the counter and tripping and sliding the food onto the counter as if it was guided by some unknown force.
[01:17]	Keesh	winces, and bends one of the candle holders even worse than it was before.
[01:18]	Keesh	"Hypathia, dear, if you don't change out of that fool robe I'm going to have to burn it off you~!"
[01:21]	Keesh	reprimands the new scullery maid loudly, but oh so very sweetly~
[01:21]	Tarathiel	walks nearby and offers a scaled hand with the tint of rust.
[01:21]	Tarathiel	"... Are you alright?"
[01:22]	Hypathia	"Oh shuddup! It helps me concentrate on cooking and serving our patrons!" She growls and glares at Keesh, still wondering what the hell keesh is, but she doesn't care much for it because why bother.
[01:29]	Hypathia	turns to the other girl and smiles, getting herself off and grabbing the girls hand and shaking it. "Ah yeah! I forgot, yeah I'm okay. Though I'm not the best on my feet as you can see, better with standing still and casting magic. WOOSH!"
[01:36]	Tarathiel	shakes slowly in return, not quite certain what to make of the clumsy one.
[01:38]	Tarathiel	[She turns back to face Keesh, her voice low.]
[01:40]	Tarathiel	"... I can't get far on a biscuit. Is there anything else I can do for you?"
[01:40]	Tarathiel	pauses, as if considering saying something more. She then thinks better of it, and waits in silence.
[01:46]	Tarathiel	's seven-foot hulking form does little to complement her careful tone.
[01:47]	Keesh	halts in the chandelier repair to look up at Tara.  Then climbs up onto a nearby table so as to look AT Tara instead, or at least Tara's shrouded hood.
[01:49]	Keesh	"Are you IMPLYING shomething, missh~?"
[01:49]	Keesh	's tone leaves much to interpretation.
[01:50]	Hypathia	"Sex!?" SHe grins hoping for a victim she could use for her experiments. Her thoughts wer enever in the same place for long.
[01:51]	Tarathiel	takes a deep breath and curls her hands into fists, letting her cloak's hood fall.
[01:51]	Tarathiel	stares into Keesh's eyes, resolute.
[01:51]	Tarathiel	"Honest work, and nothing but."
[01:53]	Hypathia	"Dishonest work!.. probably. Oh, wait.. you're not an adventurer?" She frowns as the girl mumbles looking around for anything else to do.
[01:56]	Tarathiel	's Medium-length platinum blond hair frames her angular face, an odd fusion of fair elven complexion and reptilian draconic structure not unlike Keesh's. Colored the same as fresh rust, replete with long elven ears and small horns, deep indigo eyes serve as a stark contrast.
[01:59]	Keesh	squints, red eyes reflecting the flickering candle in the dark.  Then, Keesh's face turns to stone, and points a claw at the door.
[01:59]	Keesh	"OUT."
[02:00]	Keesh	"I don't sherve dragonsh."
[02:02]	Hypathia	"heyyy! What's wrong with dragons?" She hears the two speak. "THey do something to you? Raped your dogs? Trashed your husband?"
[02:03]	Tarathiel	rests a claw of her own on an adjacent table, glowering at the duo before her.
[02:04]	Keesh	"Hypathia, the shtew is going to burn, AGAIN.  You, OUT."
[02:06]	Tarathiel	's mind swirls with rash impulses, barely restrained.
[02:07]	Tarathiel	"I'd like to see you try, 'hatchling'."
[02:08]	Keesh	"I, shaid, OUT!"
[02:08]	Tarathiel	practically hisses back and thumps her fist into the table, splintering several boards.
[02:09]	Keesh	thrusts a hand forward, sending an invisible force at Tarathiel to forcibly eject her from the establishment!
[02:09]	Keesh	's force succeeds in making her cloak flutter a little!
[02:11]	Tarathiel	"Is. That. All."
[02:11]	Hypathia	"Finnneee..." She growls but cares little for it once more as she stumbles her way back into the kitchen onl for the two to hear, if htey care to at this point, some screaming and something about burnt burned food.
[02:11]	Tarathiel	crouches slightly, ready to strike.
[02:11]	Keesh	looks at the palm that was just used to emit the mighty force.  Clearly not strong enough.
[02:12]	Keesh	"Damn it, dragon, OUT!"
[02:12]	Keesh	uses TWO hands this time!
[02:13]	Keesh	's excessive force extinguishes a nearby candle!
[02:15]	Tarathiel	simply strides forth and snatches Keesh into the air, holding him under the arms.
[02:17]	Tarathiel	"Not without a damn good reason!"
[02:18]	Tarathiel	glares into Keesh's eyes, daring him to speak up.
[02:19]	Keesh	angrily refuses to break stride, even from such an undignified locale!
[02:19]	Keesh	"FLARE!"
[02:20]	Keesh	thrusts a hand forwards and emits a blinding burst of light!
[02:24]	Tarathiel	winces momentarily before snarling and driving him into the ground. Unless he
has a means of subverting hundreds of pounds of muscle, he's pinned.
[02:25]	Tarathiel	"Stop this NONSENSE!" she yells.
[02:26]	Keesh	"AAAAAAH MY EYESH!"
[02:26]	Tarathiel	"I have done nothing to you than buy bread and ask for a job. That does not deserve this, and I will not become some bandit!"
[02:26]	Keesh	has been blinded by the magical flare.  Brilliance has been put on display today.
[02:29]	Keesh	is too busy being blind and in pain to comprehend Tara's legitimate critisisms.
[02:32]	Tarathiel	eases the pressure on him but doesn't let him go anywhere. She stares at Keesh, awaiting a response.
[02:35]	Keesh	"MY EYESH!  Why...  Why did I do that, oh godsh!"
[02:36]	Tarathiel	"You don't need your eyes to hear. 0x1dSpeak.0x1d"
[02:39]	Keesh	is trying to crawl away and find a dark anywhere to hide in, not really understanding Tarathiel's grip.
[02:40]	Keesh	"I'll never... ever, ushe that shpell again...  Why, why is blind sho white...?"
[02:43]	Tarathiel	experimentally pins him to the floor with one hand.
[02:44]	Tarathiel	"I have nowhere to go, so I can wait until you're done. 0x1dNo pressure0x1d."
[02:44]	Tarathiel	applies slightly more force.
[02:46]	Keesh	puts up no struggle, instead simply curling up into a ball with covered eyes, whimpering.
[02:56]	Tarathiel	growls and releases him before striding over to the fallen chandelier and effortlessly hoisting it into place.
[02:59]	Tarathiel	"I'm no cannibal, and I don't kill people. I just need to get back on my feet. I'll help you if you help me. Now did you want this chandelier up there or not?"
[03:00]	Tarathiel	's hostile tone from earlier softens into simple chronic annoyance.
[03:01]	Keesh	hides under a table.  That's probably a yes, right?