With her mouth open to object she thinks about it and closes her mouth again. "No." She stands there baffled.
Fiona starts laughing out loud. "At least this way it fits into your challenging schedule!"
"He knows what he is doing. You liked the last dress he made you."
"Yes." Gwenhwyfar replies as she thinks about it.
"We need a location for our festivities. Abomentolor's is nice and cozy. But It might be too small. Or how about the Orphanage? It is big enough." she ponders the options. "Or shall we go for an open air party and put tables with white tablecloths and fine china on the Irespan?"
"I vote for the Irespan." Jimmy says after pondering the decision for a moment.
"The Irespan sounds like a fantastic idea."
"Ok, that is settled then. Who's gonna be our caterer? Abomentolor and Isabella, or are we going for something fancier?" Gwenhwyfar asks.
"Fancy how?"
"I don't know. But the buffet in that noble casino and what is served in Abomentolor's are quite different. Not necessarily better but it is a decision to be made." Gwenhwyfar explains.
"Ah yes. Well, simpler would probably be better."
"And cheaper. If Abomentolor bills us at all." Gwenhwyfar replies. "Where would we get the tables and dishes and such? You think we could put that on Abomentolor too?"
"Probably, or his innkeeper will be able to make a plan."
"Then let's go there to see if they are willing to provide such." Gwenhwyfar suggests and leads the way back to Underbridge. This time the long way with walking.
"No disappearing and simply reappearing there this time?" Fiona asks.
Meanwhile in the temple
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"Looks like we're abandoned." Abomentolor assesses. "How about you come with us to my temple. It's nice here, but in mine it's less praying and more eating and drinking." he suggests to Jimmy's parents.
"Yeah, Sarenrae is all good and such, but her faith lacks a bit on the side of actual joy. I guess a cathedral dedicated to both, Shelyn and Cayden Cailean would be the most fun." Tauriell comments.
"That's a good idea! Where do we get a cleric of Shelyn? They do all kinds of art, don't they? A few statues and a large ceiling fresco would be nice to have." Abomentolor muses.
"You're aware that you wouldn't get an Abomentolor ceiling fresco. At least not if it's a cathedral." Tauriell tells before this gets out of hand.
"Sure. A drink sounds just like what I need right now." Jakob says slapping the Gnome on the back and following him
Abomentolor leads into the bar in the Shadow Clock. It is mostly empty there as all are working at setting up the new brewery in the Gull. He rummages through the shelves under the bar and and comes up with a few bottles of the latest brew. "Sorry, I forgot we're in the midst of the move to our new location. So it's a bit limited. No food today. Only liquid nutrients."
"Then we'll replace the stew with that. And then we only have to find something to drink." Tauriell replies and takes one of the offered bottles.
"Thank you." Elizabeth says taking two bottles and handing one to Jakob. She laughs as she notices the face on the bottle
"Yeah. He's going to take over this city step by step until it is known as Abomentolor-Town all over Golarion." Tauriell comments and takes a swig. "But as long as you stay on his good side and flatter him now and then it is a comfortable life under his 'rule'."
"So what you're saying is that him sticking the farmer in stone isn't the first time he has done something like that?"
Abomentolor gives Tauriell a glare. "You're behind on the flattering part." he scolds her.
He has a hard time keeping a straight face and not laughing out loud.
"Sorry, oh great Abomentolor. Shall I give you a foot massage as a compensation for me neglecting you?" Tauriell offers.
To Elizabeth she replies "No, that was new. That guy actually got away with his life without the city interfering and locking the one away for many years to settle that. You should have seen as the Gray Maidens pissed him off. Canned meat, well done."
"Well it's good he didn't kill him then." Elizabeth says shocked at herself
"But your Jimmy isn't bad either." Tauriell continues. "He cut that Sorshen b&*!* into half with one mighty cleave. We're lucky for having cleaning magic or we would have spent hours to wash off all the gore from that."
"Whaaa?" Elizabeth says. She sits dumbfounded for a moment before downing het drink and holding her hand out for another
Abomentolor takes that as a compliment to the brew bearing his name and gladly provides another one.
Uptown
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"I have that only a limited number of times per day. And excercise is healthy." Gwenhwyfar replies to her mum and leads down the ramp and on to the gull. As they don't find Abomentolor and Tauriell there she leads further to the Shadow Clock.
As she enters she is pleasantly surprised to find Jimmy's parents there too. "Ah, great. All together in one place."
"You... You cut... Someone in half?" She stammers and quickly downs the other beer and holds her hand out for another
Jakob is staring blankly at the wall, drinking his beer rather quickly, but not quite downing it
Jimmy stands a bit shellshocked in the doorway, it takes him a moment to run through his mind what his mum could be on about.
"Well... Yes... But to be fair she was trying to kill us at the time..." Jimmy says sheepishly and tries to maneuver himself to put Gwen between himself and his mum
"You want something stronger? I guess we should have something." Abomentolor asks while getting behind the bar again going through the bottle collection.
"In half?" Elizabeth says asking again, not quite accepting the previous answer
"Aye Lad." Jakob replies to Abomentollor
"She was one of the runelords too." Jimmy says, "You never seemed to mind me fighting people when I was a caravan guard."
"A RUNELORD!?" Elizabeth shouts in disbelief
"Well we have been hunting pieces of the sihedron... we are kind of involved with them it seems." Jimmy says explaining.
He then starts to explain more what they have been doing specifically.
It takes a good long while before Elizabeth has calmed down enough
Abomentolor pours some glasses of good liquor and hands them to Jakob, Tauriell and who else would want one. "Cheers!" he toasts and sips at his drink.
"Your son is quite the hero. Or should I say heroine? For at the time he was a Sorshen clone." Gwenhwyfar comments. She too takes a shot but her face clenches as she tries the hard liquor and she passes it on to Jimmy.
"Pffft." Tauriell tries to keep her drink in as she starts laughing. "You should have seen as he crawled out of the sarcophagus. In that flimsy dress." she tells gesturing in front of her chest to show the magnitude of the transformation.
"Hahaha. Indeed. Jimmy was the best looking woman in the group." Gwenhwyfar adds.
"Technically I am still in that body. We fixed my appearance though." Jimmy says as he too takes a swig.
"I... I need to lie down." Elizabeth says "We will find somewhere to stay." she says as she drags Jacob away. He struggles to get the bottle back to Abomentolor as he was in the middle of drinking when Elizabeth decided to leave
"Keep the bottle. You look like you will need it." Abomentolor offers Jacob.
As the two are out of the door he says "Look! That's what you get when you marry."
"You can have that without marriage too." Gwenhwyfar objects. "And I don't think Jacob would want it any other way. Or am I wrong?" she asks Jimmy.
"Dad wouldn't know what to do with himself without her." he says with a chuckle
"You think they are fine on their own here?" Gwenhwyfar asks.