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A silvery form launches from the rafters

"OOOoo! MONKEY! "

The small faerie dragon swoops about Issac

"MONKEYMONKEYMONKEYMONKEY!"

PIE!

PIE!

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Mercutio makes quick work of the apple pie, bits of crust and apple flying around his snout. He comes up for air, belches and flys up to the rafters again

"Thanks friend-friend Karrin!"

"Oh I can't decided," Karrin says, "You'd better bring me a piece of each."

Ramona brings over a selection of pie slices from the heating rack by the inn's huge hearth. She also brings out a slice of chocolate cake with vanilla frosting. Mercutio, who had been happily snoring up in the rafters, comes swooping down to get a closer look at the treats

"Pie pie, Mercutio loves pie!"

Nari sits near the fire and gratefully accepts a cup of tea. She still can't stop crying, but the sobs seems to be slowing at least. Seph's efforts do seem to be helping and it looks like she is calming down. Her psicrystal looks as dejected as she does, though, and doesn't respond in the slightest to being glared at.

Renkar's companion Mercutio flitters over, hovering above the sobbing elf maiden

"No-no cry. Look, I bring you pie, yes? Pie make elf girl smile!"

The orange-winged tiny dragon zips over and grabs a slice of apple pie off the table and prenets it to Nari.

"Everyone love pie, yes?"

Mercutio launches of Renkar's shoulders and hovers exitedly, flapping his orange-and-black wings

"Apple pie Apple PIE!"

... the tibbit takes the opportunity to not worry and indulge her young side and play along with her little draconic friend.

Mercutio sweeps into the foggy air, monarch wings flapping.

Draconic:

Mercutio flies into the door and opens it with his dexterous paws and a key on a chain around his neck. Inside a lovely bouquet of flowers on Hanali's desk greets Swift. They are orcids, dahlias, canna lillies, birds of paradise and a host of other tropical beauties all arrainged in a red ceramic vase. There is a small card in them addressed to her.

Card:

Swift brightens even more as she listens to Mercutio, a dazzling grin on her face as she stroked the little dragon.

Draconic: ** spoiler omitted **

Her response is oddly chirpy and excitable, an odd tone for the draconic lanuage but she clearly doesn't care as she converses happily with the faerie dragon.

Mercutio opens his orange black-striped wings

Draconic:

Mercutio calls to Renkar:

"Renkar Renkar! Mercutio take Swift to office show her her pretties?"

He nods and Mercutio launches himself out the front door of the Copper Cauldron.

Sorry to hear about the tooth, Kayos ..feel better!

Mercutio sweeps down at Swift's call and nesles around her neck

Draconic:

Mercutio is much like a reptilian cat, one that also combines the love of fetching items like a dog. Swift finds an apple to toss to him, and Mercutio brings it back several times before succumbing to temptation an eating it.

Draconic:

Mercutio lands on Swift's outstetched finger.

Draconic:

Swiftfang looks up from the comfortable spot he has found by the hearth.

Feline:

Getting back to the copper cauldron Merle decides to try and talk some more to swift mostly to pass time

Feline

** spoiler omitted **

so a day and a bit before the trial if ive understood right

Right on the money, day after tomorrow, morning time

The group retraces its steps back to the Copper Cauldron. At this point the light is dimming, and it is almost Before Antipeak 6PM. As the group passes through the Lower Ward they join the throngs of factory workers heading home to their tenements.

They pass along uneventfully through the Lady's Ward and the Great Bazaar, dodging the crowds of less savory Cagers that become active during the night. They arrive at the Copper Cauldron just as dinner is about to be served. Renkar sits at a far table with a small iridescently-scaled dragon with orange and black striped wings and a beuatiful half elven angel blooded woman wearing a stunning evening dress.

Renkar waves to the group and the small dragon flies over to hover around Swiftfang.

"KITTY KITTY KITTY!" The small dragon sings out in a squeeky growly voice.

A small reptilian figure with orange and black butterfly wings swoops in to the thread

YAY! Faerie Dragons!

Small and fleet
Cute and Sweet
Give me apple pie to eat!

"Sure thing there little guy," Karrin says as she slides one of the recently emptied plates over and shares some of her pancakes with the young fairy dragon, "it's always best to give dragons what they want. Or so I've read. What do you want on them?"

Mercutio hums with glee

"OOOOOO .... butter and Mallorn syrup please-please-PLEASE!"

Mercutio hovers over the group, his orange black-striped wings fluttering rapidly.

"MM yum-yum-yummy! Pancakes for Mercutio's tummy!"

The small Faerie Dragon hovers by Karrin, giving her a sad doe-eyed look.

"Nice-nice Karrin give Mercutio some pancakies?"

Mercutio preens from Ffethpaar's shoulder

"Yes-yes! Food-food-food! Chocolate sweet, tasty treat, Mercutio must EAT!"

Mercutio wraps himslef snugly around Ffethpaar's neck and squeaks;

Draconic:

with all the commontion in the hallway, a sleepy draconic head pokes out from the ceramic tree at the far end of the narrow passage. Mercutio pulls himself out to his flat perch and ruffles his orange and black wings out and launches himself towards the group.

"Hungry-hungry-hungry" He whines as he flies to Hanali's shoulder

Hanali laughs and shoos him off

"Beast! I have a ball to attend in an hour! Go bother someone else!"

Mercutio flies over to Ffethpaar and growls and squeaks at him.

Draconic:

The small Faerie Dragon yawns, shakes himself awake on the dusty rafter high above the tables of the Copper Cauldron and gazes down at his companions. A slight rumbling can be heard from the general region of his scaly belly.

Swiftly, he launches himself from the high rafter, orange and black wings spread wide. He darts down to the table where his friends chat and partake of their supper. He hovers over their heads, chattering.

"MMM ... ham-ham-ham ... Mercutio likes ham. Bread-bread-bread ... Mercutio must be fed! Bread and meat, Mercutio loves to EAT!"

Greep and Mercutio excuse themselves before Renkar and Ffethpaar finish up their sparring, telling them they would reserve a good table for them for when they finished. Hunger drives them to the friendly confines of the Copper Cauldron Inn.

The common area of the inn is quiet. There is a shabby-looking man sipping a mug of short beer at the bar, but he seems lost in his bub. An apprentice enters and picks up a wicker basket from Bess and departs, most likely taking a late lunch to his master. It's a very quiet and relaxing scene.
Thrugnipp:

Clarion attemps to get the measurements of Ffethpaar's mouth with the most dignity he can manage.

"I'll take this commision on for 5 gold down, 5 at finish. Should be a smooth job."

Clarion nods farewell to Ffethpaar, clapping him on the back as he leaves.

Ffethpaar walks back to the Silver Rose as the light outside brightens to Peak. When he arrives at the exercise area, he sees Renkar and Mercutio palying an odd game. Renkar is balanced on a board with a hemisperical bump atttached under it, making it extremely unstable. Mercutio flitters around him, tossing a wooden ball dexterously at him from different angles. Renkar attempts to catch the ball while remaining balanced on the odd-looking board.

Mercutio buzzes over to Ffethpaar as he enters.

In Draconic:

::New friend come! Play toss ball with Mercutio!::

As Greep heads towards the table with the apple pie, Mercutio darts around his head squeeking excitedly

"Pie-pie-pie ... pie for me!"

Mercutio darts to and fro, keeping a wary eye on Kratos. He sees FFethpaar's extended claw and settles on it gently still hovering. He trills a quick string of squeaky growls.

Anyone proficient in Draconic: