Planning a Fair
Feastday, day 30 of the month Imaerasta in the year 5100

[Thurfel's Island]
A massive clump of hand-crafted stone palm trees surrounds an artificial pond. The water-like substance making up the pool is a translucent blue material and is utterly lifelike, looking as if it were frozen in time. Two grooves are cut deep into the sand and lead off to the southwest.
Also in the room: Grumblebuck, Taeni, Lady Xanthipe, Lady Ilvane, Arimantis, Lord Thurfel, Lord Sythen, Lord Kalakakin
Obvious exits: north, east, southwest.

Thurfel says, "that while the gods battle...."

Grumblebuck nods to Thurfel.

You curtsy to Thurfel.

You say, "Evening, m'lord."

Kalakakin smirks.

Thurfel asks, "folks are only concerned with what color their shoes are?"

Arimantis says, "Would ya like some taffy Thurfel...? seems I bought a bit too much"

Thurfel smiles at you.

Xanthipe chuckles.

Thurfel nods to Arimantis.

Grumblebuck asks, "Well what else did you expect?"

Arimantis grins.

You glance at Arimantis.

Xanthipe says, "It would appear so, Thurfel."

Thurfel says, "I'm sure the buffoon Witlass will apreciate it"

Ilvane grins.

You say, "I'd say ye did."

Arimantis removes a piece of strawberry taffy from in his specter skin knapsack.

You chuckle at Arimantis.

Arimantis offers Thurfel a piece of strawberry taffy.

Thurfel accepts Arimantis's strawberry taffy.

Ilvane removes a piece of bitter turnip taffy from in her silk and lace bodice.

You say, "A cleric with a sweet tooth."

Grumblebuck says, "the people never know what events transpire--tis beyond there meager capacity."

Aranrhod just arrived.

Xanthipe says, "But of course, if one MUST die in a cataclysm, it's best to do so stylishly."

Thurfel put a piece of strawberry taffy in his components satchel.

Thurfel says, "how are you milady"

Thurfel smiles at you.

Arimantis says, "Nothin wrong with a lil candy"

Arimantis grins at you.

You say, "doing well, m'lord."

You say, "Enjoyed the farmers' market today."

You say, "Was an enjoyable day."

Thurfel asks, "excellent. Tell me of it?"

You flash a wide grin.

Aranrhod rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Ilvane stretches her bitter turnip taffy out as far as she can, then rolls it back into a little ball.

You say, "Ah... was a good many types of foodstuffs."

Thurfel says, "I would wish to know what my fair will need to appeal to the common folk."

Ilvane gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

You say, "They had the acorn squash I am partial to myself."

Arimantis rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Ilvane exclaims, "Taffy!"

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Arimantis says, "Candy always works"

Arimantis grins.

Ilvane put a piece of bitter turnip taffy in her silk and lace bodice.

Thurfel asks, "who made Taffy?"

Aranrhod scoffs.

You say, "And in the eveing a most kindly baker showed up making special tarts."

Arimantis says, "Tinbry"

You remove a sugared snowflake tart from in your white leather satchel.

Aranrhod mutters common.

Ilvane nods.

You tap a sugared snowflake tart.

Ilvane says, "Tinbry."

Arimantis says, "Best snack maker around"

Arimantis nods.

You put a sugared snowflake tart in your white leather satchel.

Ilvane says, "Aranhrod.."

Ilvane grins.

Thurfel asks, "Should I pay him or her to visit for my fair?"

Aranrhod asks, "Yes?"

You nod to Thurfel.

Ilvane removes a kitten-shaped plum-berry tart from in her black silk cloak.

Arimantis rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Ilvane giggles.

You say, "I think ye should, m'lord."

Aranrhod says, "Very nice tart"

Thurfel asks, "and would Tinbry come?"

Aranrhod clears her throat.

You say, "Makes wondrous treats."

Ilvane put a kitten-shaped plum-berry tart in her black silk cloak.

Ilvane says, "He's a halfling."

Arimantis says, "I think he is a lil nervous to meet ya"

You say, "He is a halfling like yerself."

You say, "So perhaps aye."

You nod to Thurfel.

Vazridth just arrived.

Thurfel says, "you do realize not every halfling is enamored of me"

Grumblebuck says, "Lord Thurfel, to be successful the fair will need fireworks. The people love fireworks."

Thurfel says, "fireworks"

Thurfel says, "hmm"

Ilvane grins at Thurfel.

Xanthipe glances at Grumblebuck.

Thurfel says, "now that sounds interesting"

Arimantis says, "Think he heard some rumors bout ya"

Arimantis nods to Thurfel.

You say, "I do, Lord Thurfel."

Xanthipe asks, "In a CAVE underground?"

Ilvane says, "I can't understand why.."

You say, "Indeed I do."

Ilvane gazes heavenward.

You nod to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "a grand idea"

Grumblebuck bows to Thurfel.

Taeni surveys the area.

Xanthipe says, "indeed, that would be interesting. And bound to cook the audience."

You exclaim, "Fireworks would be lovely!"

You clap your hands.

You say, "and a bonfire."

You nod.

Thurfel says, "well, if the audience is cooked.."

Ilvane smirks.

Vazridth glances at you.

Xanthipe shifts her eyes to Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "they can hardly spend silver."

Arimantis glances at Thurfel.

Taeni blinks.

Xanthipe nods to Thurfel.

You squint at Vazridth.

Aranrhod asks, "You need silver?"

Thurfel nods.

Aranrhod glances at Thurfel.

Ilvane waves a hand at Vazridth, dismissing him indifferently.

Kalakakin smirks.

Aranrhod examines her fingernails.

Aranrhod says, "Hmm"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Xanthipe says, "I find craftsmen to be a good addition to any fete"

Vazridth smirks.

Thurfel says, "it is not an inexpensive pastime creating."

Arimantis says, "Hmm.. what else a fair need.."

Arimantis rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Ilvane says, "Clowns."

Arimantis says, "Games would be good"

Ilvane giggles.

Arimantis grins at Ilvane.

Ilvane says, "Jesters."

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel asks, "clowns?"

You ask, "Speaking of yer experiments, has the troll-ogre been located?"

Aranrhod says, "Is why you did not use diamond creatures I think you said"

Aranrhod says, "Expense"

Arimantis says, "We gots enough clowns round here"

Aranrhod rubs her chin thoughtfully.

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Arimantis chuckles.

Thurfel says, "no, but three of my keep staff have been ripped to shreds"

Vazridth raises an eyebrow.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Was a most odd fortune I was given by the baker... indeed."

Arimantis cringes.

Aranrhod says, "Pity"

Thurfel says, "rather ugly to be sure."

Aranrhod yawns.

Ilvane says, "That's always good to know."

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Arimantis asks, "So it is still in the keep somewheres?"

You say, "That does not sound any too pleasant."

Thurfel whispers, "and what was your fortune?"

Thurfel says, "I wish I knew"

Thurfel says, "I have found crabs shattered to pulp"

You remove a berry-stained parchment from in your white leather satchel.

Thurfel says, "so it has found some exit to and fro."

Thurfel says, "rather upsetting"

Grumblebuck says, "Well maybe a crab roast too?""

Arimantis says, "Well.. they easy to step on by mistake"

Aranrhod asks, "By something you created true?"

Arimantis coughs.

You peer at the berry-stained parchment and see that it reads:
If you choose to flee from your adversaries, watch your step.

Aranrhod peers quizzically at Thurfel.

Thurfel nods to Arimantis.

Thurfel says, "I did create it"

Thurfel says, "tis my fault"

Aranrhod nods.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "If you choose to flee from your adversaries, watch your step. -- that was my fortune."

You tap a berry-stained parchment.

You put a berry-stained parchment in your white leather satchel.

Thurfel whispers, "surely you have no adversaries."

Grumblebuck says, "I would love to eat some of theose pretty crabs around here."

Aranrhod mutters crunchy.

Thurfel says, "they are nice steamed, if they don't eat your nose."

Grumblebuck chuckles.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Ye think not?"

Arimantis just opened a wicker picnic satchel.

Arimantis removes a trencher of crab claws from in his picnic satchel.

Taeni wrinkles her nose.

Grumblebuck says, "wpuld do me a favor."

You ask, "Do they steam right in the shell?"

Arimantis sniffs at his crab claws.

Thurfel whispers, "do you?"

You cock your head at Thurfel.

Aranrhod leans on Arimantis.

Grumblebuck grins.

Thurfel says, "easiest way to be sure"

Thurfel says, "shells make nice necklaces too."

Xanthipe leans on her waraxe.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Well, I have had... encounters with several who wished me less than well, aye."

Arimantis says, "The claws be the best part"

Xanthipe raises an eyebrow.

Thurfel says, "I still owe that chap a gold critter too."

Arimantis tilts his crab claws side to side, making the light play off it.

Iansen's group just arrived.

Iansen frowns.

Thurfel whispers, "if you need protection, you only need ask."

Arimantis put a trencher of crab claws in his picnic satchel.

Grumblebuck exclaims, "I mean who has heard of a crab bake this far north? Would be an event for sure!"

Xanthipe says, "If one is a native, perhaps crabshell jewelry is fine....."

Xanthipe waves her hand in a dismissive gesture.

Thurfel says, "crab bake"

Aranrhod says, "Umm..."

Thurfel says, "hmm"

Ilvane grins.

Arimantis nods to Grumblebuck.

Thurfel says, "nother good idea"

Aranrhod says, "Look around you"

Thurfel nods.

Aranrhod says, "Sand"

Aranrhod says, "Coral"

Taeni says, "nae spiders invited, please"

Taeni vigorously shakes her head.

Ilvane says, "Crystalline crabs though, no meat."

Aranrhod coughs.

Thurfel nods to Taeni.

Ilvane glances over at Thurfel and winces.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Is most kind of ye to offer, but m'lord why would ye wish to protect me, if I may be so bold as to ask?"

Arimantis rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Xanthipe glances at Thurfel.

Aranrhod leans against a clump of stone palm trees.

Xanthipe says, "Perhaps a game of skill"

You say, "Well, on most crabs is just a small amount of meat, Ilvane."

Grumblebuck says, "that is a good point..."

Vonka shudders.

You say, "But as long as is choice."

Arimantis says, "Rope the monkey would be fun"

Xanthipe says, "shooting at monkeys. They move quickly and are entertaining"

Iansen mutters under his breath.

Ilvane says, "Well crystalline have slim to none."

Arimantis grins at Xanthipe.

Thurfel whispers, "you surely don't fear me, you do know I seek nothing but your interests."

Grumblebuck says, "monkey wrestling--hah."

Ilvane says, "Well, gambling does well."

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Arimantis says, "The one what got under my foot was sorta crunchy.."

Aranrhod grins at Arimantis.

Iansen rolls his eyes.

Thurfel says, "I believe I shall invite the mages from all over the lands"

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "I am coming to not fear ye, aye..."

Ilvane asks, "Sort of?"

Ilvane glances at Arimantis.

Arimantis leans on Ilvane.

Aranrhod frowns.

Thurfel says, "a fest to share talents and skills."

Taeni smiles at Thurfel.

Xanthipe glances at Thurfel.

Vonka snickers.

Nofret rolls her eyes.

Ilvane says, "A magic festival."

Xanthipe says, "There is not enough room for all their pride down here"

Ilvane grins.

Thurfel says, "could be true..."

Vonka grins at Iansen.

Grumblebuck says, "Maybe if the mages were inticed to eat and drink it wouldnt be to awful bad,"

Thurfel says, "but I would wish to see what they would have to offer."

Grumblebuck says, "no offence Lord Thurfel."

Vazridth whispers, "I see the way you are looking at him."

Ilvane grins.

Iansen asks, "Drunken wizards...?"

Arimantis says, "Bunch a drunk mages runnin round the island.."

Thurfel whispers, "I trust your husband is not mistreating you my dear?"

Xanthipe says, "Hot air, boasting, and overblown stories..... That is what they'll offer."

Iansen says, "Worse than sober."

Arimantis chuckles.

(Xanthipe nods sagely)

Aranrhod says, "Oxymoron..."

Grumblebuck says, "just keep your head low."

Aranrhod says, "Drunken wizards"

Thurfel asks, "surely one or two have some skill?"

Iansen rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Aranrhod clears her throat.

Iansen nods to Aranrhod.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "But, my lord, we aren't exactly of the same purpose, and I shudder to think what will happen if ye think me in yer way. But I do find in ye a certain... graciousness I much appreciate."

Iansen says, "Yes, I never stopped to think on it..."

Aranrhod says, "Drunk on power"

Reddin leans on his axe.

Aranrhod says, "Or whatever"

Reddin says, "well well"

Reddin sniffs.

Reddin just opened a black alchemy bag.

Reddin removes a wooden toothpick from in his alchemy bag.

Reddin idly picks his teeth with his wooden toothpick.

Ilvane gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Arimantis says, "An umm... hate to bring this up.. but you might wanna check the refreshments for worms afore you set em out"

Thurfel whispers, "you speak your mind, we do not have to agree with each other. I respect your opinions."

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Well, my husband is... he is a Mularos' follower, my lord. He means no ill with his ways, but they are his ways."

Ilvane smirks.

Grumblebuck says, "oh, the wizards are all right--just they dont believe in steel. Aint natural I tell ya."

Xanthipe shifts her eyes to Arimantis.

Grumblebuck taps a drake falchion.

Ilvane says, "Don't remind me."

Arimantis rubs Ilvane gently.

Thurfel says, "That is not my job, but rest assured, I will hire a better caterer."

Xanthipe says, "yes indeed. A worm in every drink is just the thing"

Ilvane's face turns slightly pale.

Xanthipe smiles approvingly

Reddin suddenly lets out a noise sounding much like a stuck rolton.

Ilvane begins chuckling at Reddin.

Setzier fades into sight next to you.

Reddin snorts.

Aranrhod glances at Setzier.

Taeni flinches.

Arimantis smiles at Thurfel.

Vonka's face turns slightly pale.

Arimantis glances at Setzier.

You say, "No worms in the mead, m'lord."

Reddin says, "dern monkey hairs"

Vazridth nods to Setzier in greeting.

Setzier wraps his black rapture cloak around himself, causing a dark haze to enshroud him.

You feel the blood drain from your face.

Iansen tightens his grip on his blue eonake longsword and glances over at Setzier.

Taeni moves to stand behind Kalakakin.

Arimantis mutters under his breath.

Reddin mutters under his breath.

Arimantis clasps Ilvane's hand tenderly.

(Vonka moves a little closer to Iansen.)

Thurfel says, "I surely wish to not drink worms"

Ilvane says, "Ah! A wonderuful night indeed."

You hear the voice of Arianiss say, "Amusing reaction."

Thurfel says, "so no worry."

Setzier nods to Thurfel in greeting.

Nofret shudders.

Ilvane says, "Tarts, taffy, Thurfel and Setzier."

Ilvane smirks.

Nofret cowers away from Setzier!

Setzier shifts his eyes to Ilvane.

Arimantis chuckles.

Thurfel says, "I don't like tarts..."

Thurfel says, "not sure about taffy"

Ilvane nods.

Ilvane says, "Taffy is good."

Grumblebuck says, "well good night all--i bid you all a most pleasant evening."

Grumblebuck bows.

Thurfel says, "and Iscikella is by far more interesting."

Grumblebuck smiles cordially.

Arimantis gazes heavenward.

Vazridth grins.

Ilvane rolls her eyes.

You blush a delicate shade of pink.

Setzier raises an eyebrow.

Iansen groans.

Xanthipe coughs.

Grumblebuck bows to Thurfel.

Grumblebuck waves.

Vonka gulps.

Thurfel waves to Grumblebuck.

Thurfel exclaims, "don't step on my alligators!"

Reddin says, "dere crocodiles"

Aranrhod exclaims, "But they are mauve!"

Reddin reaches inside his golvern-edged chainmail and scratches himself under the arm.

Aranrhod mutters under her breath.

Arimantis appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Reddin idly picks his teeth with his wooden toothpick.

You say, "I would think the crocodiles would prevent the stepping themselves."

Thurfel says, "they are whatever I wish them to be"

You say, "Rather large teeth they have."

You nod to Thurfel.

Kalakakin nods to Taeni.

Reddin says, "Dere crocodiles"

Aranrhod appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Thurfel says, "they have teeth"

Thurfel says, "they have tails"

Setzier rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Thurfel says, "they have scales"

Reddin says, "Either tha er yer bline"

(Iansen glances at Setzier and mutters something about pillows.)

Vonka turns away from Setzier, ignoring him.

Ilvane grins.

Arimantis says, "Next thing ya know, Witlass will be out here callin em sheep"

Taeni peers quizzically at Kalakakin.

Vonka snickers.

Setzier shifts his eyes to Vonka.

Thurfel says, "he likely would"

Thurfel grins.

You say, "Perhaps they are crossbreeds between crocodiles and alligators."

Ilvane stifles a yawn.

You say, "I never examined them that closely."

Nofret asks, "You mean roltons, don't you?"

Thurfel says, "but he's good for carrying things."

You say, "don't like the teeth."

You shudder.

Reddin says, "dey crocodiles"

Arimantis grins at Nofret.

Arimantis says, "Um.. roltons"

Arimantis nods.

Thurfel says, "well, I must slumber."

Reddin says, "I's been all ova dis big lan, an I's seen me befer, dey crocs"

Xanthipe shifts her eyes to Thurfel.

Setzier shifts his eyes to Iansen.

Ilvane says, "Join the club."

Taeni looks over at Kalakakin and shakes her head.

Ilvane nods to Thurfel.

Xanthipe says, "tah tah, then"

Arimantis rubs Ilvane gently.

Ilvane says, "You are a night owl."

Aranrhod rubs her chin thoughtfully.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Was good to see ye, m'lord."

Vonka ducks her head.

Thurfel whispers, "and I would not be so forward as of yet to ask you to join me, so a sweet eveing to you."

Ilvane rubs her eyes.

You curtsy to Thurfel.

A sickly glow flickers in the shadows for a moment.

Armaxis fades into sight next to you.

You say, "Sleep well."

(Iansen returns Setzier's glance with his icy blue eyes.)

Taeni's eyes widen as she trembles in quiet panic.

Aranrhod glances at Armaxis.

Vazridth nods to Armaxis in greeting.

Ilvane mutters under her breath.

Armaxis nods to Vazridth.

You glance at Armaxis.

Ilvane glances at Armaxis.

You cough.

Setzier leans back.

Kalakakin grins slowly.

(Vonka hides her face in Iansen's cloak.)

You glance at Setzier.

Nofret cowers away from Armaxis!

Iansen says, "A gathering of fools..."

Iansen frowns.

You hear the voice of Reddin say, "feh"

You say, "Surrounded by snakes and jackals."

Arimantis moves to stand in front of Ilvane.

Setzier shifts his eyes to you.

Iansen leans on his longsword.

You hear the voice of Arianiss say, "..and those that dream too much."

(Iscikella steps back away from Armaxis and Setzier.)

Kalakakin rubs Taeni gently.

Aranrhod asks, "Iansen are you including all of us?"

You hear the sound of someone sneezing.

Aranrhod gazes in wonder at her surroundings.

Iansen says, "Ah no..."

Iansen shakes his head.

Ilvane leans on Nofret.

Thurfel begins to draw a small coiled serpent in the sand.

(Taeni moves into the protection of her Master's arms)

Taeni leans on Kalakakin.

Aranrhod blinks.

Iansen says, "Four in particular in this room..."

Thurfel etches the form deeper.

Ilvane says, "Um."

(Aranrhod looks at the sand)

Arimantis glances at Thurfel.

Thurfel says, "good eve all."

Ilvane says, "Snake in the sand."

Vazridth grins.

Ilvane glances at Thurfel.

Setzier checks his footing.

Armaxis nods to Thurfel.

Thurfel taps his staff upon the sand.

Vonka's face turns slightly pale.

You curtsy.

Vazridth bows to Thurfel.

Ilvane exclaims, "Don't leave that there!"

Xanthipe nods to Thurfel.

You whisper quietly to Thurfel, "Pleasant dreams, m'lord."

Ilvane grumbles.

Armaxis just went north.

Setzier smiles quietly to himself.

Lady Xanthipe just went southwest.

Nofret says, "I thought you were retiring to bed."

Setzier strides away, moving east.

Ilvane asks, "See those grooves?"

Aranrhod sighs.

Iansen says, "Hey..."

Arimantis leans on Ilvane.

You ask, "they are from the ladder, aren't they?"

Iansen just nudged Vonka.

Iansen says, "It's alright."

Ilvane rubs her chin thoughtfully.

(Iscikella examines the grooves.)

Vonka smiles at Iansen.

Iansen says, "They're gone."

Vonka nods to Iansen.

Vonka says, "I weren't dat skert."

Aranrhod sighs softly.

Ilvane says, "All I know is I don't like snakes in the sand."

You hear the voice of Reddin say, "feh"

Vonka says, "Not wit' yas here."

Ilvane glances at you.

A soft low voice whispers, "And sweet dreams to you as well." A soft sigh caresses your ear as the whisper fades away.

Arimantis rubs Ilvane gently.

You hear the voice of Arianiss say, "Ahh well, I can't be liked by everyone."

(Aranrhod tries to kick the sand)

You hear someone sigh softly.

You blink.

Aranrhod mutters under her breath.

You whisper quietly to Ilvane, "He just spoke to me... after he was gone."

Vazridth whispers, "He's really growing on you..isnt he?"

You glance at Vazridth.

Vazridth grins at you.

You whisper quietly to Vazridth, "He has been very gracious."

You say, "I think he was seeking Tierus."

Arimantis nods to you.

Vazridth whispers, "Oh indeed he has..And just how "Gracious" will you be to him?"

You glance at Vazridth.

Vazridth chuckles.

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