Swift gives a small nod at Mystery and tries not to look too disappointed that she's not seen Skrint in too long and probably won't get chance to track him down whilst on this salt job, especially if she has to keep an eye on Emelia and go reclaim her box before the week is up.
Feline:
Ffethpaar is dreaming lizardy dreams of home...
With no replies or rebuttals Karrin decides to quite while she's ahead. She quickly returns to the Copper Cauldron Inn, and upon discovering the kitchens closed for the night, returns to her room and gets ready for bed. Karrin does a bit of tidying, making sure Blacky's box is empty so her cat has a nice warm place to sleep, then Karrin crawls into bed, pulls the covers up around her, and then grabs her belt pouch (of never ending rations) and eats till she's tired . . . then passes out in a lovely food coma.
Dungeon Monkey wrote:
Hi folks, bear with me, having RL issues right now, hope to be posting updates tomorrow.I hope everything's alright Pat, take as much time as you need, the real world always comes first.
Agreed. We'll be here when you're ready. No worrys.
Mystery meeps back at her large cousin:
Feline:
Edwin sips his tea and asks:
"So what are your plans this Antipeak Swift? It sounds like you have been having a lot of excitement since you took on your 'boring' job! What will you do next?"
After going over plans for the next day with Renkar, the three portaljackers retire to their rooms to rest quietly. After Antipeak Eir comes rolling into Copper Court. The Silver Rose looks locked up, a note posted to the door.
Loose end taken care of. Retired for night. Meet again come Peak at breakfast at CC. --R
Greep sleeps happily in his bed, dreaming of steaming mud baths and chilled wine.
the Greep wrote:
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Karrin crawls into bed, pulls the covers up around her, and then grabs her belt pouch (of never ending rations) and eats till she's tired . . . then passes out in a lovely food coma.Nothing unusual or unhealthy about that I'm sure. :O
response:
Nothing except crumbs. :(That too! I think Karrin needs either a parent/ mentor figure in her life . . . either that or a significant other. Basically she needs a Burt to her Ernie ;)
Do you think they could they turn young Karrin Kind into a lady?
"I'm a good girl, I am . . . " Karrin mutters in her sleep.
"I'm a good girl, I am . . . " Karrin mutters in her sleep.
Zzzzzz.
En?
Annnnnnn. Snuggle, snuggle.
Karrin wakes early the next morning. Her body trained to wake just before the sun so her chores might be finished before breakfast. As a mercenary her chores are not quite as demanding as they had been when she had a dozen or so animals to look after and water and wood to fetch but Karrin cherishes her habits as they remind her of home.
Karrin crawls out of bed and quickly says her prayers. Then she preforms her morning stretches, followed by one hundred push ups, one hundred belly crunches, and then she piles all her gear on one side of the bed and then she does one hundred deep knee lifts using the bed as resistance. She washes her face and hands before practically bounding down the stairs to check on breakfast.
Karrin awakes after a confusing night of half-remembered dreams. Somehow she forgot that pesky axe in her bed again! She shrugs and pushes it aside to do her exercises.
After working up a healthy appeitite, Karrin bounds down the the Copper Cauldron's common room. The room is abuzz with locals getting a quick meal before setting out on Peaktime chores. Ramona smiles and seats Karrin at a large table.
"I imagine yeh'll be wanting summat fer breakfast Karrin?" Ramona asks Karrin. "I'm sure the rest of yer folks will be down soon."
Eir wakes up at the crack of Peak. Yawning, she can hear Karrin chanting faintly next door:
"Ninety FIVE! Ninety SIX!"
Rising from the warm bed, Eir dresses in her street clothes and splashes a bit of water on her face. She brushes out her hair and arrainges it to frame her face.
Ffethpaar rises and breathes gently, welcoming the brightening day into his soul. He rises and stretches a bit, then feeling the emptiness of his stomache like a flaccid satchel he decides to look for some early morning kippers.
Greep wakes from a dream of his days in the astral caravan to the grey light of Before Peak. He can hear his companions starting their morning routines. He yawns and looks for his gear. Dressing hastily, he smells the unmistakable odor of kippers wafting up from the common room.
Karrin awakes after a confusing night of half-remembered dreams. Somehow she forgot that pesky axe in her bed again! She shrugs and pushes it aside to do her exercises.
After working up a healthy appeitite, Karrin bounds down the the Copper Cauldron's common room. The room is abuzz with locals getting a quick meal before setting out on Peaktime chores. Ramona smiles and seats Karrin at a large table.
"I imagine yeh'll be wanting summat fer breakfast Karrin?" Ramona asks Karrin. "I'm sure the rest of yer folks will be down soon."
"I got to get you identified," Karrin says to her new axe, "and you should learn to say out of my bed. If I should ever get married this will be very awkward."
After her morning exercises Karrin bounds down the stairs and happy responds to Ramona's mention of food:
"You Bet!" Karrin says with a smile, as she plops down at the groups usual table, "I'll have one of everything on the breakfast menu for starters and we'll see how I'm feeling after that. Oh, and me, Greep, and especially Ffethpaar, want kippers if you have them."
"Good morning, Karrin. Sleep well?" -greep- "Good morning, Ramona. How is everyone this fine morning?"
Ramona starts outlaying provender at the table as the group begins to arrive downstairs. A large platter of kippers, a plate of pancakes, a rasher of bacon, fried tomato slices, heaps of scrambled eggs, a small wheel of Bytopian Red cheese, a pot of fresh coffee, and an ewer of cool water are the firt things to arrive.
As the group begins to tuck in Renkar arrives, Mercutio draped on his shoulder. He makes his way towards the table.
"Good morning, Karrin. Sleep well?" -greep- "Good morning, Ramona. How is everyone this fine morning?"
By the time Greep arrives Karrin has already clasped her hands together in prayer and has already started eating. A few fragments of pancakes dot her face.
"M'orming," Karrin says with a smile, "I slept all right," she says between chews, "but we had a really big day yesterday and that nap didn't help. I was tiered. That was good work by the way. That magic you used really saved the day! No way those goblins were going to catch us after that! Oh, and your friend Quint was a huge help as well! Great work. You're really a big help to the team."
Karrin quickly turns her attention back to the food.
"I hope the others get down soon . . . their breakfasts are getting all cold . . . and eaten."
Swift looks torn between her options of checking in on Emelia and perhaps chasing up Skrint. Eventually deciding that she's much too good to be doing the one doing the chasing and if he doesn't like her enough to send any sort of message then she can do better.
But.. on the other hand a walk in the forest district wouldn't go amiss..
Purring a little at her daydreaming of a chance encounter with the male catfolk she grins brightly at Edwin. "I'm thinking of taking a little me-time as Mystery here is doing a wonderful job on the Emelia front for me"
Ffethpaar appears soon after Karrin. Greets everyone there and then notices that someone is eating kippers.
"Good morning everybody. I feel as if I have finally had enough sleep." To greep "I am well thankyou and I hope you are too. And Ramona, if you have any kippers spare I would entreat a plate or two of them, if that is not too much bother and that will be a perfect start to the day."
Eir slinks in a little late and greets everyone dryly.
Greep, blue-dyed lizard that he is, blushes at these kind words.
"You are too Kind, Karrin." -greep- "I cannot claim the credit- It was a trick my old Master taught me. When you are our height, it is sometimes necessary to plan ahead to insure escape. Unfortunately, it is not a trick I can do again. Only two charges are left on my wand."
-GreeP-
"So what are our plans for the day?" -greep- "In general only; I would suggest we wait until we get to the office to discuss details. It would be amiss for us to assume our foes would not come looking for us, and we should not allow danger to come to our hosts by letting them overhear anything specific."
-gREEp-
Karrin greets Ffethpaar and Eir as they join the table.
Karrin shoves the plate of kippers over to the lizardman as he joins the table.
"There you go," Karrin says with a smile, "the best breakfast fish around. I don't know where they catch them but they sure are tasty."
"Morning Eir," Karrin says, a bit anxious to make nice with the young priestess after leaving her alone with the goblin yesterday, "you're looking good this morning. Have you done anything special with your hair or something? Looks nice. You'll be happy to know we took care of that smelly little pest last night. He's gone now. I hope you're not still mad about yesterday."
When Greep brings up work Karrin leans forward and speaks in hushed tone so that only those at the table might pick up what she's saying.
"We need to track stuff down," Karrin says, "follow up on all those leads our goblin friend gave us. You know, all the leg work before our next big job, which will probably be shutting down this slave and spice ring but good . . ."
Swift looks torn between her options of checking in on Emelia and perhaps chasing up Skrint. Eventually deciding that she's much too good to be doing the one doing the chasing and if he doesn't like her enough to send any sort of message then she can do better.
But.. on the other hand a walk in the forest district wouldn't go amiss..
Purring a little at her daydreaming of a chance encounter with the male catfolk she grins brightly at Edwin. "I'm thinking of taking a little me-time as Mystery here is doing a wonderful job on the Emelia front for me"
Edwin and Swift chat amiably for the rest of the early Before Antipeak hours. As the evening deepens (8 PM) Mystery meeps farewell and goes out the door. Although Edwin seems worried, Swift, remebering her promise, convinces him to let the small cat loose. The two then wind down their conversation.
Renkar and Mercutio walk up to the several folks gathered at the Before Peak breakfast table. Mercution leaps off his shoulders and starts humming around mooching bites of breakfast. Renkar smiles at the assembled folks.
"I can see the early risers are about. I wanted to tell you all I think you are doing quite well, considering you are all new at this."
Renkar looks left and right
"I also have some interesting news we can discuss after breakfast at the Silver Rose."
Renkar signals to Ramona.
"A mug of Dragon Tea and some Fhorge sausages with hash browns please Ramona."
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 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?"
"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?"
Eir sparks a panatella for breakfast.
"Coffee?"
Ramona looks over at Eir.
"Coming up Eir. Any grub for yeh? Or yeh want to sample what's out there already?"
"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 hums with glee"OOOOOO .... butter and Mallorn syrup please-please-PLEASE!"
"There you go," Karrin says pouring syrup for the tiny dragon, "you should eat something Eir. Father always said that breakfast was the most important meal of the day and I never miss it if I can help it. I'm not saying to eat as much as me, but maybe have a piece of fruit or something, cuz we work in a dangerous profession, and you might never know when you'll get your next meal."
looking at Eir
"Would you like some kippers?" -greep- "Here, take mine; I haven't touched them."
greep looks relieved to find someone who might take them off his hands.
"Coffee for me too, please."
-grEEp-
The group works their way through breakfast in a disorganized chaotic manner, with a moochy dragon and cigar-smoking priestess counterpointing the happy scene.
After the last of the provender is cleared up, Renkar clears his throat and packs his battered pipe.
"Back to the Silver Rose everyone? I believe we can begin without Zigel or Swift today. I'm sure they will catch up with us later."
Renkar gets up and Mercutio settles on his shoulder, burping loudly.
Eir snacks on a kipper after she finishes her cigar.