Durian Science gone wrong!

You say, "Right! Science time."

"Uh," says Arista with little discernible meaning.

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad asks, ".. science?"

You nod your head at Iesid sagely.

Arista peers at a platter of sausages and beer for Ironbeard suspiciously.

Flatly, Prideleader Iesid Mulariad asks, "Why?"

Arista D'lor says, "Ironbeard REALLY hates me."

You say to Iesid, "To prove a point."

You give a platter of sausages and beer for Ironbeard to Arista.

"Eh?" Arista says curiously.

Arista peers about herself suspiciously.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "He doesnt like women."

Arista D'lor says, "Clearly."

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad says, "Ironbeard has visited Phoenecia in front of me."

Iesid blinks vacantly, staring at nothing in particular.

Arista D'lor says, "I suppose I could try sprouting a penis."

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad says, "He can't possibly hate women."

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "I am pretty sure if you are a male with a
huge ego, he visits often."

Arista D'lor says, "But that is terrifying."

Arista grins mischievously at Clearwater.

Iesid narrows his eyes to thin slits.

You say to Phoenecia, "Now...you're not going to be pleased with this assumption more than
likely. But it crossed my mind that if honey were involved you might be inclined to give
someone a kiss. So, I told the Prideleader and he assumed I had tried it to get to that
conclusion."

You suck thoughtfully on your teeth.

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad says to you, "I'm going to skewer you, mate..."

You say to Iesid, "Sit still."

Arista opens her mouth but says nothing.

You say, "It's science!"

Iesid ceases to wield a glowing, violet-wreathed bastard sword, securing it to his
weaponbelt.

You raise your index finger to your lips and emit a forceful "Shhhh!"

You wave a hand dismissively at Iesid, your attention now on other matters.

Arista massages her temple, closing her eyes with a sigh.

Iesid narrow his eyes as he grimaces at you. "Fine," he grunts through clenched jaw.

Arista peers at you suspiciously.

Arista D'lor says to Iesid, "Honey honey badger!"

Clearwater gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Phoenecia tilts her head curiously.

Iesid just thought:
You're encouraging him, Trailblazer!

You say to Phoenecia, "So, with the parties present as witnesses, would you be willing to
partake in an experiement involving honey?"

(Tells): Letting the arcane ether carry your voice, you tell Phoenecia, "I'm basically..
.going to slap Iesid in the face with a honeycomb...for the record..."

Iesid just thought:
... th'Pit're you plannin'?

A honey badger shimmers into existence before you.

Heckling its fur, a honey badger lets out a rattling hiss.

Arista pets a stout badger ingratiatingly.

Arista peers about herself suspiciously.

Arista pets herself on the head a few times.

Arista rolls her eyes.

Arista narrows her eyes at you.

Ayanala's eyes raise to the heavens as a look of hope flashes across her face.

You turn towards Arista and smile innocently at her. You can almost feel the halo appear
behind your head.

Arista bites you quite hard, her teeth sinking into your skin painfully. Ouch!

Phoenecia's antennae twitch, but stares at you with a dubious look. "Er... alright?"

You have emoted: Stathan snickers at Arista as he digs into his cache and produces a comb
of honey before walking over to Iesid with it in his palm. Offering Iesid an innocent grin
he reaches up quickly and smears the comb of honey all over his lips and up one of his
cheeks with a grin before turning and looking at Phoenecia with a curious look. "Was my
inclination correct, or are you not interested in the honey in the least?"

Arista drinks from an obsidian tankard bearing a silver wolf of tangy peach vodka.

Arista D'lor says, "I am too sober for this."

Iesid just thought:
Ugh, some of th'comb's on my face... c'mon mate...

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says to Arista, "Want my tankard?"

Arista puts an obsidian tankard bearing a silver wolf into a durable leather pack with
colorful seams.

Arista flutters her eyelashes at Clearwater.

Arista D'lor says to Clearwater, "I will mostly behave then."

Clearwater gives an old, well-worn tankard to Arista.

Arista drinks from an old, well-worn tankard of Ironbeard's Mirth.

Arista gives an old, well-worn tankard to Clearwater.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "That thing is ridiculously potent."

Arista D'lor says, "Oof."

Arista nods her head in agreement.

Arista D'lor says, "Si g *hic* ood thoough."

Clearwater nods her head emphatically.

Phoenecia's antennae twitch again at the sudden scent of something sweet, her nose
wrinkling as she sniffs at the air. She stares at Iesid and the honey smeared on his face
with a lick of her lips. "Hm, what? What assumption?"

Arista smiles wryly.

Glowering still at you, Iesid clenches his jaw tighter. "Did you just do this to smear
honey all over my face, Stath?" he growls out from behind grit teeth. Despite the clear
dissatisfaction, the man keeps still as a post.

Arista D'lor says, "I mean...Iiit's kinda h *hic* oot SiD..."

Arista snickers under her breath.

You have emoted: "The assumption if someone were wearing honey, you'd give them a kiss in
the process of getting the honey off." Stathan remarks with a very precise and clear tone,
a grin wider than he has ever worn on his face. Turning to Iesid he offers. "At least I
thought to get your kid out of here first ya know. Be patient. Science." His gaze shifts
back to Phoenecia as he steps aside, leaving a clear path to Iesid.

Arista leans back against the counter, letting it support her weight as she lazily regards
everyone.

Iesid just thought:
You bastard! This isn't science! This is a chess move!

(Tells): Letting the arcane ether carry your voice, you tell Iesid, "Check. Mate."

Ayanala casts a suspicious eye about the area.

Arista snickers softly, eyeing Ayanala.

With a nod and a regal tone, you say to Ayanala, "Science."

Arista uses Woodlore Conceal.
Arista steps into the shadows, concealing her identity within the darkness.

Arista sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.
Losing her balance, Arista falls from her steed to the hard ground.

Arista stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Arista swiftly swings up onto a powerful roan draught horse.

Clearwater hums a happy tune.

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says, "I hope no bears show up..."

Savoring her meal, Ayanala begins to take the smallest amounts of a sticky blueberry pecan
bun into her mouth.

Phoenecia makes a noise akin to a whimper as her antennae tremble in the presence of such
an intoxicatingly sweet scent - it's almost impossible for her to resist. "I like sweets,
but I do have -some- dignity, you know," she protests.

You nod your head sagely.

Ayanala blinks.

Arista D'lor says to you, "Not enough honeg."

Arista snickers under her breath.
e
Arista sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.
Losing her balance, Arista falls from her steed to the hard ground.
Arista stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Arista swiftly swings up onto a powerful roan draught horse.

"Patience isn't one of my strong suits," Iesid mumbles from around the glistening honey.
He shoots Arista a dirty look at the suggestion of more honey, brow furrowed in a
disgruntled expression.

A fuzzy black bear cub shimmers into existence before you.

You have emoted: "Okay then, now I'm about to just be mean." Stathan retorts as he walks
over to Iesid once more, plump and juicy strawberries in hand. Reaching up he sticks the
plump and juicy strawberry to his lips and gives a deep glare. "Open your mouth to eat it,
and I'll shove my tail down your throat." He warns before turning and looking back at
Phoenecia. "Your decision now?"

Arista sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.
Losing her balance, Arista falls from her steed to the hard ground.

Arista stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Arista swiftly swings up onto a powerful roan draught horse.

Arista sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.
Losing her balance, Arista falls from her steed to the hard ground.

Arista stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Arista swiftly swings up onto a powerful roan draught horse.

Eyes flashing with indignation, Iesid nonetheless attempts to maintain the strawberry at
his lips.

Ayanala gives a plump and juicy strawberry to you.

Ayanala gives a plump blueberry to you.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says to Arista, "Thats gonna leave bruises."

Iesid just thought:
This is cheating! This is outside assistance!

Arista leans on Clearwater seeking consolation.

You snicker under your breath.

You ponder Iesid's profile, deep in consideration.

Arista D'lor says to Clearwater, "I bruhise easyyy tmo."

Ayanala just thought:
You will thank us all later.

Arista steps down off of a powerful roan draught horse.

Arista slaps a powerful roan draught horse on the rump and sends it cantering off.

Ayanala looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

Arista wrinkles her nose and sniffs.

The soft sparkle of tittering laughter issues from Arista as she covers her mouth, eyes
unable to hide the amusement.

Arista coughs softly.

Arista peers about herself suspiciously.

You smile at Arista.

Clearwater drinks from an old, well-worn tankard of Ironbeard's Mirth.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "SO yyum."

You chuckle long and heartily.

Arista nods her head at Clearwater, showing her acceptance.

Arista shifts her eyes from side to side suspiciously.


Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "Wexlm this is A fun stalemate."

You say, "I could add more strawberries."

You ponder the situation.

Muffled, Prideleader Iesid Mulariad says, "Plesh mo."

You ponder Iesid's profile, deep in consideration.

Clearwater pats a fuzzy black bear cub in a friendly manner.

Clearwater sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.
Clearwater stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Phoenecia's antennae droop forward slightly, and she pouts and sulks for a few moments,
shooting you a particularly vicious glare. "Now you're just being unfair..." she complains.
Her antennae vibrate, the sweet scents even harder to ignore now. Eventually, she caves,
rushing forward with a flutter and a buzzing of wings and shoving you roughly out of the
way until she's standing in front of Iesid. She leans in close, a few scant inches away
from Iesid's face as she snatches the strawberry out of Iesid's mouth, and pops it into
hers before pulling out a handkerchief and scrubbing it over Iesid's face in an attempt to
rub the honey off.


You chuckle long and heartily.

Arista's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "Good tuming. I was aabbouht to give BaBea
a booosht to get tthat honeey."

Arista gives a comb of honey to Phoenecia.

Clearwater gives a fuzzy black bear cub a tight hug.

The rowdy notes of a drinking song, faint at first, then rising to the undisputed
intensity of a Dwarf On A Mission, herald the arrival of Ironbeard the Magnanimous who
casts his beam of a smile about himself as he arrives.
With a crooked grin, Ironbeard the Magnanimous gushes, "Because it's a special time. A
special celebration, Arista!"
With a sly wink and a wide grin, Ironbeard the Magnanimous takes the holiday platter right
out of Arista's hands, exclaiming, "I'll take this for the road!"

"Ha!" Clearwater exclaims.

Arista peers about herself suspiciously.

"Oooo!" Ayanala enthuses.

Arista opens a heavy iron-link giftbag.
Arista uses Prize Open.
A brilliant flash of light appears from within the giftbag!

Confident in your skills of seduction, you slide up beside Ironbeard the Magnanimous and
put your best moves on him.

Clearwater swings her arm up and high fives Arista enthusiastically.

Arista pointedly says nothing at all.


Arista D'lor says, "Why."

You raise an eyebrow at Arista.

Arista D'lor says, "Do I have this st *hic* uugid pin."

Arista turns an unwrapped and open giftbag upside down and gives it a shake, emptying its
contents into her hands.

Arista puts some gold sovereigns in a durable leather pack with colorful seams.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "Yyeah I got one toOo."

Arista peers at a "YAY OPHIDIANS" pin suspiciously.

You pointedly say nothing at all.

You open your mouth but say nothing.

Arista ceases to wield a vicious white dhurive.

Arista starts to wield a "YAY OPHIDIANS" pin in her left hand.

Arista uses Throw North.
Arista hurls a "YAY OPHIDIANS" pin northwards.

Arista D'lor says, "Trash."

Arista peers about herself suspiciously.

You murmur to Iesid, "Now that I've proven my point...why don't you two run off before I
get any more evil ideas."

"Fanks, dear..." Iesid mumbles around the handkerchief, sparing a little smile for
Phoenecia as he pulls away. He licks at his own lips to capture the stray honey, closing
one eye in concentration as he tries to stretch his tongue to reach past the corner of his
mouth.

Arista starts to wield a vicious white dhurive in her hands.

You quickly toss a plump and juicy strawberry to Phoenecia, who catches it nimbly.
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Once Phoenecia has scrubbed at least some of the honey off, she quite guiltily begins
sucking on the handkerchief like a ravenous insect, devouring the sweet substances.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "ANnd El *hic* liot galn me all hjsl
beefore he rEttiredd."

You say, "One for the trouble of showing up."

You say, "And..."

Iesid ponders a red lobanberry's profile, deep in consideration.

You say, "Thirty for putting up with my teasing."

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad asks Arista, "Hungry?"

Arista D'lor says, "No."

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad says, "Damn."

Arista D'lor says, "Frustrated."

Clearwater sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.

Clearwater stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Arista D'lor says, "Annoyed."

Arista D'lor says, "Irritated."

Arista D'lor says, "Yes alll those apply."

Ayanala's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

Ayanala gives a lacquered minipet cage to you.

You blink.

Clearwater squeals happily.

Fitted beams of cherrywood have been given a fine lacquer finish before being set together
to form this cage. The latching mechanism prevents the exit of any creature that might be
stored within. A small rune has been painted on the surface in white.
The cage contains a small golden poison frog of the Amphibian family.
It weighs about 9 pound(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk.
[HINT]: You can find out more about this item by using LOOKUP MINIPET CAGES.
It is closed and you can not see inside of it.

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says to you, "I think that is very expensive..."

Clearwater sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.

Clearwater stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician demands, "Whats iN it?!?"

Clearwater sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.
Clearwater stands up and stretches her arms out wide.

You say to Ayanala, "Are you sure?"

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says, "A golden frog... I think."

Ayanala coughs softly.

Clearwater emits a sudden and excited, "Ooh!"

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says, "I think lots of people were looking for one...
but that was a while back."

Clearwater sways drunkenly and falls to the ground in an undignified heap.

Clearwater stands up and stretches her arms out wide.


Phoenecia glances aside to Iesid, her antennae leaning over in Iesid's direction and
wiggling, still detecting the scent of honey on him.

You ponder a lacquered minipet cage's profile, deep in consideration.

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician says, "Zobody has had them on aucction in a very
lrng time."

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says, "Did you know the scent of honey can linger for
days even after bathing multiple times?"

You ponder a comb of honey's profile, deep in consideration.

Genuinely curious, Prideleader Iesid Mulariad asks, "That so...?"

(Market): Clearwater says, "I heaard you weere looking for irOn coins! Buy ten from me,,
Sellinl ctt 1:1 thia Celesmas only!"

The corners of Ayanala's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

Clearwater sticks out her lower lip in a pout.

(Market): Iesid says, "If you need a translator, I speak drunk!"

Arista grins mischievously at Clearwater.

Phoenecia nervously fidgets and cleans their antennae, wiping at them with one hand.

Clearwater surreptitiously drives her elbow into Iesid.

Clearwater gulps, muttering "Oops..." under her breath.

With a disapproving tone, Ayanala says "Tsk, tsk" and waggles her finger at Clearwater.

"I speak it fluently!" Iesid mumbles defensively, rubbing at the point of the elbow's
impact.

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says to you, "Should have just stuck it down his shirt
."

Savoring her meal, Ayanala begins to take the smallest amounts of a sticky blueberry pecan
bun into her mouth.

You have emoted: Stathan produces another honey comb in either hand and walks slowly
towards Iesid with the most demented smile he's ever worn. "Hey Sid...comere."
Balance Used: 0.93 seconds

Student Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician asks Ayanala, "My Elbow? Why wouldd I put that in
kis shirt?"

Ayanala snickers under her breath.

Eyes widening in horror, Iesid turns toward Phoenecia. "Hey, uh... we should probably go
find something a bit more Celesmas-y t'do. Y'know, my first real one and all that..." he
hints, eyes darting from her back to you.

Clearwater gives a rustic evergreen garland to Iesid.

Ayanala walks over to Clearwater and gently places a strawberry in Clearwater's mouth.
"Hush, dear, you're still drunk."

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says, "Aww."

You have emoted: Stathan lunges forward suddenly, face twisting into neurotic displace of
purpose. "Comere buddy! It'll wash out! Eventually!" He shouts as he closes the distance
on Iesid, picking up speed as he runs.

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says, "Really should go get..."

Ayanala blinks.

Sister Ayanala Elistar, Blood Monk says, "More holly and mistletoe."

Arista uses Dhuriv Trip on you.
Arista swings a vicious white dhurive at your legs, opening you up for the next strike.

Iesid lunges out of the shop with a wail, intent on escape.

You cackle hellishly.

Clearwater beckons Ayanala over to her, holding the strawberry between her lips.

You yell, "GET BACK HERE."
(chasing him around)
Prideleader Iesid Mulariad yells, "Ain't lettin' you rub that stuff on me, it won't wash
out."

You yell, "You'll get back here and take it like a man!"

Arista D'lor yells, "PHRASING."

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad yells, "ABSOLUTELY NOT, MATE!"

You yell, "YOU'LL LIKE IT! I PROMISE I'LL BE GENTLE!"

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad yells, "Just gonna, uh.. leave that 'un alone, Stath..."

(walking)
Iesid turns to face Ayani Seluno clenching his right fist and pounding his chest thrice in
rapid succession, symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

"Ha!" you exclaim.

Ayani Seluno turns to face Iesid clenching her right fist and pounding her chest thrice in
rapid succession, symbolizing the vibrant heart that beats within.

A determined look upon her face, Ayani points her dhurive at the ground under Iesid. Her
eyes radiate and glow with wild power briefly as the ground under Iesid crumbles and
breaks away.

You hear a muffled thud and the ground miraculously closes up having left no trace of
Iesid. Ayani swiftly settles back into her vigilant stance.

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad yells, "See ya, sucker."

You use Tattoos Prism.
You touch the prism tattoo and suddenly a razor-thin beam of prismatic light shoots off
into the distance.

The colourful light flickers momentarily then regains its brightness.

You use Tattoos Prism.
You touch the prism tattoo and suddenly a razor-thin beam of prismatic light shoots off
into the distance.

Your plane of prismatic light disappears.
An irresistible force pulls you along to the other end of the prismatic light.
At the end of winding steps (15533) - Sentinel Guildhall (293)
Urgan, an orcish scout stands at the ready here. Ahzug, an orcish scout stands at the
ready here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground.
Resting on the ground is a cube-shaped silver sigil. Prideleader Iesid Mulariad is here.
You see exits leading southwest, west, northwest, up, and in (open pine door).

Iesid leaves to the west.

"Ha!" you exclaim.

Iesid arrives from the west.

Iesid gasps at you in surprise.

Iesid leaps into the the air and launches a flying kick at you.

You snicker under your breath.

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad says, "Outta my guildhall, y'dick."

You say, "Oh god."

You utter a deep, rumbling laugh.

You swing your arm up and high-five Iesid enthusiastically.

The corners of Iesid's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.
(more walking)
You utter a deep, rumbling laugh.

Prideleader Iesid Mulariad has lost you.

(walking)
Arista points off into the wild blue yonder.

Your left eye begins to twitch spasmodically.

You say, "He got into the guildhall."

You mutter discontentedly.