Cultural Pageant Meeting
in IceMule Trace

Leyan, day 24 of the month Charlatos in the year 5104

[White Haven, Meeting Room]
The daunting austerity of this large chamber seems to demand quiet and civility. In the center is a slightly raised stone dais reserved for those speaking to a full audience. Around it, four long tables are arranged in a square with walkways between them at two corners. An assortment of hastily gathered chairs line the outside of the square of tables. Two rows of long oak benches line the walls, facing the center. There are signs of ongoing work on the unfinished walls and ceiling. You also see a glass of sparkling white wine, a shot of Haven Ice whisky, a goblet of sparkling champagne, a mug of strong Elanthian coffee and a goblet of sparkling champagne.
Also here: Rethira, City Councilor Jimbla, Erstweal, Olgretien who is sitting, Everan, Lord Ianeal who is sitting, Lord Grivan who is sitting, Jurican, Sothog, Aone, Natsuki, Sermoths who is sitting
Obvious exits: out

City Councilor Jimbla's group just arrived.

Jimbla beams!

Sothog blinks.

Sothog stands up.

You see City Councilor Jimbla.
She appears to be a Paradis Halfling.
She appears to be very young and short. She has bright crystal blue eyes and nut brown skin. She has short, wavy deep red hair with lighter streaks. She has an upturned nose and dimpled cheeks.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a frosted winterberry tart in her right hand.
She is wearing a crystal amulet, a beaded purple leather pouch, a set of white puma fur robes, a pair of fur topped boots, some thick brown woolen leggings, a peaked rolton skin cap, and a felt-lined heavy leather jerkin.

Jurican applauds Jimbla.

Jimbla exclaims, "Here they are!"

Rethira says, "Ooh, think we found it."

Rethira nods.

Everan says, "Ahhhh, the councilor is here."

Sothog bows to Jimbla.
Everan bows to Jimbla.

Jimbla exclaims, "We had such an adventure getting here!"

Jimbla giggles.

(Everan whispers to Sermoths, did you bring the bribe?)

You chuckle.

Jimbla licks a frosted winterberry tart.

Sothog blinks.

Jurican appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Sermoths blinks.

Sothog stares at Everan.

Sermoths looks over at Everan and shakes his head.

You see Rethira.
She appears to be a Giant of the Grot'karesh Clan.
She appears to be in the prime of life and average height. She has piercing stormy grey eyes and tanned skin. She has waist length, wavy reddish brown hair worn in a single braid. She has an angular face, a prominent nose and a high forehead.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a filet of smoked salmon in her right hand.
She is wearing a leather sheath, a massive bone shield, a crystal amulet, a small bone-beaded pouch, a ragged bearskin pack, some fringed deerskin boots, a pair of elk hide breeches, an elk horn headdress, and some reinforced elk hide leathers.

Everan rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sermoths softly says, "You was supposed too."

Lord Sauthurdig just arrived.

Sermoths's face turns slightly pale.

Jimbla nods.

Sermoths points at Sauthurdig.

Rethira says, "Quite a confusing place... too many hallways and doors."

Sauthurdig sits down.

Rethira mutters under her breath.

Sermoths softly says, "He should have brough it."

Sermoths nods.

Everan says, "Well, this could be troublesome."

Jimbla exclaims, "All since we go into the house!"

(Jurican whispers to Everan, 'Tha's my job.')

Grivan chuckles.
Sothog chuckles.

Jurican just handed Everan some coins.

Jimbla exclaims, "We've been wandering around for hours!"

Jimbla giggles.

Everan says, "It is a fine building, a tribute to the planning commisions in town."

Jimbla exclaims, "So!"

Rethira raises an eyebrow in Jimbla's direction.

Jurican appears to be checking her pockets for something, but finds them empty.

Jimbla rubs her hands together.

Jimbla coughs.

Rethira says, "Little extreme, but it was awhile."

Rethira nods.

Jimbla asks, "Where are my manners?"

Ianeal says, "Should've left a tart crumb trail."

Jurican giggles at Ianeal!

Jimbla beams happily at Ianeal!

Jimbla exclaims, "So I should have!"

Jurican clearly says, "I spect whole tarts woulda worked better."

Rethira says, "Maybe in this town."

Rethira nods.

Sauthurdig nods to Jurican.

Ianeal says, "They only work, though, if you don't eat the crumbs after you drop them."

Rethira takes a bite of her smoked salmon.

Jimbla says, "Let me introduce to you a representative of the Giantman clans."

Jimbla curtsies to Rethira.

Olgretien gives Sauthurdig a friendly hug.

Jimbla says, "This is Rethira."

Everan bows to Rethira.

Rethira nods to Jimbla in greeting.

Grivan bows to Rethira.

Rethira says, "Happy to be here."

Jurican nods to Rethira in greeting.

Rethira nods.

Sermoths bows to Rethira.

Everan says, "A pleasure to have thee here."

Speaking deeply to Sauthurdig, Olgretien exclaims, "Evnins!"

You chuckle at Ianeal.

Jurican clearly says, "Evenin."

Jimbla says, "She's from the... the... Grok-something clan."

Rethira scowls at Jimbla.

Sauthurdig smiles at Olgretien.

Everan smiles.

Jurican laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Jimbla blushes a florid shade of dark red.

Rethira says, "Grot'karesh."

Sauthurdig warmly says, "Hiyas Olgre."

Rethira mutters under her breath.

Jimbla says, "Grot'karesh."

You grin at Rethira.

Sothog smiles.

Sothog bows to Rethira.

Rethira nods to Sothog in greeting.

Sothog says, "A pleasure."

Lady Kyena just arrived.

Jimbla says, "The Giantman clans are very important to the Icemule Cultural Pageant."

Rethira nods to Jimbla.

Jurican smiles at Kyena.

Kyena smiles.

Olgretien smiles at Jimbla.

Jimbla exclaims, "They are going to bring lots and lots of silv--er... culture to the pageant!"

Rethira begins chuckling at Jimbla!

Everan smiles knowingly

Grivan grins.

Rethira says, "Both are good."

Sothog chuckles.

Olgretien rummages around in his pockets.

Rethira winks at Jimbla.

Sothog asks, "Six of one, half a dozen of the other?"

Olgretien holds up his hand and tilts it side to side in a so-so gesture.

Sothog grins.

Ianeal asks, "So what exactly is the purpose of the pagaent?"

Jimbla nods.

Sermoths just handed Everan some coins.

Jimbla says, "Well, first and foremost it's to celebrate the Halfling and Giantman cultures."

Rethira says, "It's a celebration."

Rethira nods.

Jimbla nods.

Sothog asks, "I imagine it will no doubt provide an opprtunity to learn about these cultures as well...?"

You say, "Celebrations are always good too."

You grin.

Rethira says, "Of course."

Rethira nods to Sothog.

Sothog beams!

Sothog says, "Always good to educate the populace."

Sothog nods to Rethira.

Jimbla exclaims, "And even more important, to attract visitors to the city so they can sample our terrific tarts and great gambling establishments!"

Sauthurdig whispers, "Good to seeyas again."

Everan beams!

Jimbla takes a bite of her winterberry tart.

Sermoths chuckles.

Everan says, "I love tarts."

You smile at Sauthurdig.

Jimbla nods to Everan.

Ianeal asks, "And how they can experience the Paradis halflings who are supposed to despise demons but allow the practice of demon summoning within the town walls, too?"

Ianeal hums quietly to himself.

Rethira says, "I have begun to like the tarts more."

Rethira nods.

You chuckle at Rethira.

You say, "They are an acquired taste."

You nod to Rethira.

Rethira nods to you.

Sermoths softly says, "One I have yet to aquire."

Sermoths nods to you.

Rethira says, "Very true."

Natsuki sits down.

Jurican grins at Sermoths.

Jimbla giggles.

Ianeal says, "Yierka milk.. worst acquired taste you'll ever gain if you try."

Aone says, "One I think I'd rather not aquire."

Rethira says, "Nothing beats a good rolton steak though."

Rethira grins happily.

Everan says, "A rolton tart."

Everan says, "Hmmmm."

Sothog says, "Mmm, steak."

Jimbla exclaims, "Exactly!"

Sermoths shivers.

Jurican clearly says, "Scuse me a moment."

Sermoths softly says, "That is not even funny."

Jurican just went out.

Natsuki shudders.

You say, "Well, I prefer nuts and berries myself. ."

You flash a wide grin.

Rethira says, "Sorry, got a little distracted there."

Rethira nods to Jimbla.

Sothog chuckles.

Jimbla nods to Rethira.

Rethira says, "Go on..."

Everan says, "And the occasional apricot."

Rethira grins.

Jimbla says, "I hope we didn't offend her."

Jurican just arrived.

Jimbla asks, "She isn't one of those rolton lovers, is she?"

Ianeal says, "Ask your sister about her acquired taste for that black tea.."

Ianeal nods to you.

Rethira ponders.

Jimbla glances at Jurican.

Ianeal says, "I still don't understand that one."

You peer quizzically at Ianeal.

Sothog works his fingers under his silver circlet and scratches his head.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Jimbla says, "Well, so, what we need to do is to come up with some ideas for the pageant."

Everan asks, "So, how might we help the festivities?"

Jimbla nods to Everan.

Jimbla asks, "What parts of the Halfling and Giantman culture do we want to show off?"

Sothog asks, "Perhaps a demonstration of local ceremony or custom...?"

Jimbla nods to Sothog.

Jimbla exclaims, "Excellent!"

Rethira nods to Sothog.

Rethira says, "Exactly."

Jimbla rubs her hands together.

Sothog says, "Oh, and food. Lots of food."

Jurican grins at Sothog.

Jurican clearly asks, "Crafts?"

Sothog says, "Ah, good idea."

You say, "I would also like to hear some of the stories of the culture from those versed in such things."

Sothog nods to Jurican.

Aone says, "I vote for a fight."

Rethira says, "Also I believe we are having booths with giantkin and halfling crafts."

Sothog blinks.

Rethira nods.

Natsuki glances at Aone.

Aone nods.

Sothog sighs.

Sothog shakes his head.

Natsuki rolls her eyes.

Jimbla nods.
Jimbla nods.

Rethira chuckles.

You say, "I would, for instance, love to know about those totems of the Wsalamir giants up on the mountain."

Aone says, "One side with giant swords, one with smaller swords. Great fun will be had by all."

Ianeal says, "I think some sort of proof that halflings really aren't a delicasy, as some folks claim."

Rethira begins chuckling at Aone!

You say, "Always wondered what they signified."

Rethira says, "Not much of a fight, we all know who would win."

Rethira smirks.

Jimbla says, "Well, I think that's an excellent idea, Lady Iscikella."

Rethira glances at a leather sheath.

Natsuki nods to Rethira.

Jimbla asks, "Do you know any good storytellers who could tell those stories?"

Aone says, "Oh, I don't know. You'd need lots of thigh armor."

Everan says, "We could celebrate that which is unique to this town, we've Voarvis and Thurfels legends."

Sothog says, "I am no storyteller. Mostly, I blow things up. Usually myself."

Sothog coughs.

Sothog stares off into space.

Jimbla nods to Sothog.

Everan rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Everan says, "We could have a little stone room for thee."

Everan nods to Sothog.

Jimbla says, "Perhaps you could give a blowing up demonstration."

You say, "I'm sure are some about. Myself I only know stories of my own people. But there are a goodly amount of giantkin about IceMule."

Sermoths blinks.

Sermoths looks over at Jimbla and shakes his head.

Sothog stares at Everan.

You say, "Perhaps if was forwarded we are looking for local lore..."

Sermoths softly says, "We not wanting that..."

Sothog mutters under his breath.

Jimbla nods.

Jimbla exclaims, "Exactly!"

Jimbla exclaims, "We need to get the word out!"

Ianeal says, "I'm no good for stories about halflings and giants."

Sothog says, "Erm... I believe that exploding is, er, culturally universal."

You nod to Jimbla.

Rethira begins chuckling at Sothog!

Jimbla says, "We want storytellers, singers to do some of the folk sagas."

You elbow Sothog in the ribs in a playful sort of way.

Rethira nods to Jimbla.

Sothog grins at you.

Everan says, "We could put Sothog in Tivas's workshop, pretty safe in there."

You say, "Sorcerers and their explosions."

Ianeal says, "Only my own people, who live in a place worse than the frozen regions around here."

You chuckle.

Lacarhan just arrived.
Lacarhan leans on Sauthurdig, giving him a companionable grin.
Sauthurdig hugs Lacarhan, who wraps him in a warm embrace.

Lacarhan rummages around in his pockets.

Ianeal says, "Sorcerers can't make something more than a rat explode."

Lacarhan gives Sauthurdig a friendly hug.

Rethira says, "There has to be many giantkin and halflings in this town who know stories and ceremonies they can talk about and perform."

Rethira nods.

Lacarhan shares some coins with his group.

Sothog rolls his eyes.

Ianeal says, "What they call an explosion is more like a belch."

Ianeal rolls his eyes.

You ask, "Perhaps even a play of some kind? Showing some aspects of the history of the cultures?"

You cock your head at Rethira.

Sauthurdig smiles at Lacarhan.

Rethira nods to you.

Sothog says, "Erm... moving right along..."

Everan nods.

Everan says, "A splendid idea."

Rethira says, "That's exactly the sort of thing we are hoping for."

Everan asks, "Is there a date known for this to take place?"

Sothog asks, "Ah, excellent idea. A play... a parable or local legend, perhaps?"

Jimbla exclaims, "Yes!"

You nod to Sothog.

Sothog rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You exclaim, "That would be wonderful!"

Jimbla consults a scroll.

Sothog says, "Interesting, interesting..."

Ianeal says, "I'd say local legend."

Rethira nods to Sothog.

You say, "Would take some organization amongst folks, but would be a treat."

Rethira says, "I love a good play."

Rethira exclaims, "Especially with a good fight!"

Ianeal says, "Parables tend to go over people's heads."

Everan begins chuckling at Ianeal!

Rethira flashes a wide grin.

Grivan grins at Rethira.

Sothog shrugs.

You chuckle at Rethira.

Ianeal says, "Especially if you tell them ahead of time that there's a hidden message in the whole thing."

Jimbla says, "We're planning to hold the pageant in Lumnea."

You ask, "Well, lots of fights in giantkin history, no?"

You wink at Rethira.

Sauthurdig nods to Lacarhan.

You say, "Lots of legends."

Rethira nods.

Jimbla says, "From the 10th day through the 12th day."

Rethira says, "Oh yes."

Ianeal says, "Then they'll spend all their time trying to pick the play apart looking for that meaning and totally miss the entire purpose."

Jimbla giggles.

Sothog says, "Many stories sometimes have meaning in what you find in them..."

Sothog shrugs.

Jimbla exclaims, "I love the idea of a play!"

You say, "Doesn't need a hidden message. Just more to let people have a feel for the history."

Sothog nods to you.

Erstweal cheerfully says, "Lumnea, still a bit off, gives us some time."

Rethira nods to you.

Rethira says, "Exactly."

Jimbla nods.

Rethira says, "I do like the idea of a play as well."

Rethira nods to Jimbla.

Jimbla says, "But there's much to do."

Aone nods.

Everan rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Everan says, "Aye, indeed."

Jimbla says, "We'll need to get some gers, and set them up."

Jimbla says, "And we need ideas for the crafts to demonstrate inside of them."

You say, "And perhaps can be some demonstrations of cultural crafts as well. Like the halfling beadworking."

Erstweal cheerfully asks, "Gers?"

Jimbla nods to you.

Jimbla says, "Exactly."

Ianeal says, "Tents."

Jurican clearly says, "Is like a tent."

Jurican nods to Erstweal.

Ianeal nods to Erstweal.

Rethira nods to you.

Jimbla nods to Jurican.

Erstweal cheerfully says, "Ohhhhh."

Ianeal says, "Typically more 'permanent' than a tent, though."

Rethira chuckles.

Sothog rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Everan asks, "How do make our ideas known?"

Rethira says, "I'm sure we could set something up pretty quickly."

Rethira nods.
Jimbla nods.

Aone says, "I'm thinking a game or two would be nice...perhaps in between the plays and stories."

Sothog nods to Aone.

Rethira asks, "Any idea for what sort of game?"

Natsuki says, "One that involved riddles or clues taken from history and places native to mule? would make people remember more... I tend to fall asleep during stories or plays unless their funny or exceptionally good or I'm scared of the storyteller..."

Aone shrugs.

Sothog says, "Indeed! Give the audience a way to participate."

You say, "Perhaps even shaman of giantkin to grant tribal blessings to those seeking such."

Jimbla says, "We'll set up a place for you to submit ideas."

Ianeal says, "Tart tossing."

Rethira ponders.

Rethira says, "That is a good idea too."

Rethira nods.

You say, "That would be nice for those that don't get back to their own tribes as often as they might like."

Aone asks, "A baking contest, mayhap?"

You nod to Rethira.

Natsuki ponders.

Rethira nods to you.

Ianeal says, "Get a few halflings to catch the tarts people toss at them."

Jimbla nods to Aone.

Jurican beams happily at Ianeal!

You tickle Ianeal.

Jimbla says, "A baking contest would be an excellent idea."

Rethira chuckles.

Ianeal says, "Give points to the people who miss the halflings."

Jurican clearly says, "Tart eatin contest."

Aone chuckles.

Sothog says, "Hmm, a contest of culinary skill? Or hurling skill? Decisions, decisions."

Rethira asks, "Can I be a judge for that baking contest?"

Jimbla giggles.

Rethira flashes a wide grin.

Sothog rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Sauthurdig warmly asks, "How about famous local giantkin and halflings?"

Jimbla asks, "A tart eating contest?"

You say, "I imagine ye can't have a festival in IceMule without a tart eating contest."

A pained expression crosses Rethira's face.

Everan says, "Giantkin shaman would be a real treat."

Sothog nods to Jimbla.

You nod to Jurican.

You chuckle.

Jurican grins at you.

Olgretien grins at Jimbla.

Jimbla rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Sothog says, "I'm sure folks will have much fun in that."

Rethira says, "I'm starting to like tarts.. but not THAT much."

Jurican begins chuckling at Rethira!

You grin at Rethira.

Jimbla giggles.

Ianeal says, "Identify the famous halfling game."

Ianeal nods.

Jimbla takes a bite of her winterberry tart.

Speaking deeply to Jimbla, Olgretien says, "Only a halflin would think o dat."

Aone rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Olgretien begins chuckling at Jimbla!

Jimbla takes a bite of her winterberry tart.
Jimbla takes a bite of her winterberry tart.

Aone says, "We could have a nice big food fight."

Jimbla takes a bite of her winterberry tart.

Rethira begins chuckling at Aone!

Aone rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Everan asks, "A food fight?"

Jimbla ponders.

Rethira says, "Throwing tarts, now that sounds like a good idea."

Everan asks, "A food fight?"

Jurican clearly asks, "Not in da house, please?"

Ianeal says, "Read off some facts about a particular famous halfling, maybe even the ones who run the shops in town, and people pick the halfling being described."

Lacarhan picks up a shot of Haven Ice whisky.

Aone says, "We could use the rejects from the baking contest."

Jimbla says, "It might be fun."

Everan says, "Such a mess that would be."

Rethira nods to Ianeal.

Rethira says, "I like that idea."

Natsuki begins chuckling at Aone!

Jimbla touches one finger to her lips.

Jimbla says, "But let's not tell the outsiders."

Jimbla giggles.

You grin at Jimbla.

Lacarhan takes a drink from his Haven Ice whisky.
Lacarhan's eyes glaze over slightly and his face pales.
Lacarhan is stunned!

Aone grins.

Jimbla says, "We won't put it on the schedule."

Rethira chuckles.

Sothog chuckles.

Sothog says, "A surprise contest."

Jurican rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Sothog grins.

Lacarhan offers Sauthurdig a shot of Haven Ice whisky.

Aone chuckles to himself.

Ianeal says, "Could probably do the same for famous giantkin, but I'm a bit ignorant about any famous giantkin."

Everan says, "Mayhaps the Fury could do some demonstrations of their skills."

Sothog takes a drink from his Northern Fury mead.
Sothog's eyes glaze over slightly and his face pales.
Sothog is stunned!

Jurican clearly exclaims, "A parade!"

Rethira nods to Ianeal.

Jimbla beams happily at Everan!

Olgretien deeply asks, "LIke marchin about?"

Jimbla beams happily at Jurican!

Everan nods.

Olgretien grins at Everan.

Jimbla exclaims, "Excellent, excellent!"

Everan says, "In formations and such."

Jimbla nods to Everan.

Sothog says, "Aye. Twould' be a good start or end for the festival."

Rethira nods.

Aone nods.

Rethira says, "Parades are always popular."

Aone says, "We should have them do a jig."

Jimbla asks, "Perhaps a hunting demonstration?"

You say, "And if there are cultural dances, those are always good to teach and then let people join in."

Olgretien deeply says, "I kin bring it to em."

Jurican nods to you.

Olgretien nods to Everan.

Ianeal says, "I'll stay silent on this particular matter."

Rethira nods to you.
Jimbla nods to you.

Lacarhan takes a drink from his Haven Ice whisky.
Lacarhan's eyes glaze over slightly and his face pales.
Lacarhan is stunned!

You say, "I know the halflings have some such, and I imagine giantkin do as well."

Everan bows to Olgretien.

Everan says, "Wonderful."

Rethira says, "Of course."

Olgretien deeply says, "Tho, much is afoot wit de wars an sech."

You smile at Rethira.

Jimbla says, "Perhaps someone could gather a dance troop to demonstrate folk dances."

Jurican clearly says, "Perhaps we could be witness ta a traditional style halflin er giantkin weddin..."

Everan says, "I am game to learn a cultural dance, tis been a bit since I've had a turn."

Speaking to Jimbla, you exclaim, "That would be wonderful!"

You exclaim, "And so celebratory!"

Jimbla nods.

Ianeal says, "Hmpf. I don't dance."

Jimbla rubs her hands together.

Rethira nods.

You tickle Ianeal.

Everan says, "Oh but a fine dancer is a nice thing to watch too."

Sothog rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Speaking to Ianeal, you say, "I bet ye do if Noonee asks ye to."

You nod to Ianeal.

Jurican glances at Sermoths.

Jimbla exclaims, "These are excellent ideas. We'll be rolling in silv--er... rolling in culture when this is done!"

Ianeal says, "I doubt she'll be capable of dancing by then."

Jurican giggles at Jimbla!

Rethira begins chuckling at Jimbla!

Aone rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You chuckle at Jimbla.

Everan grins.

Sothog grins.

Rethira says, "WE being the key word there."

Rethira nods to Jimbla.

Jimbla coughs.

Ianeal says, "I have all of my bases covered."

Jimbla says, "Of course."

Ianeal nods to you.

Lady Kyena just went out.

Aone says, "I'm sure we could have some sort of gambling game...why, I'll even hold the silvers."

You chuckle at Ianeal.

Jurican begins chuckling at Aone!

Jimbla nods.

Natsuki snorts at Aone.

Aone nods.

Sothog smiles.

Sauthurdig warmly asks, "And i'm sure the sums wud love to run it?"

Jimbla says, "I'm hoping we'll be able to open a new gambling venture for the pageant."

Speaking to Natsuki, Aone says, "I'm perfectly trustworthy."

Everan chuckles.

Olgretien cackles at Sauthurdig!

Jurican frowns.

Natsuki says, "I'd sooner trust a sum."

You say, "Ah, that will be a draw."

Natsuki nods to Aone.

You nod to Jimbla.

Aone gasps.

Sothog says, "Ugh, the 'sums? They'd loot the place clean."

Rethira nods.

Jurican clearly says, "An accuse all an sundry of mis-deeds."

Natsuki says, "Actually if you contract with them they won't..."

Jimbla frowns.

Jimbla says, "Maybe we could get the deputy to throw them in jail that weekend."

Natsuki says, "But getting to that point is problematic in my memory... a few people have though..."

Jurican begins chortling at Jimbla.

You grin at Jimbla.

Natsuki rubs her chin thoughtfully.

Sothog says, "Luckily, the majority of towns folks are law-abiding and god-fearing."

Natsuki says, "They'll likely break out...."

You say, "Would be a preventative measure."

You wink at Jimbla.

You chuckle.

Jimbla nods.

Rethira begins chuckling at Jimbla!

Ianeal says, "Actually, I'd use the 'sums as a prime example of what the culture ISN'T."

Aone says, "Right, right. I'm quite law-abiding, myself."

Grivan asks, "You keep mentioning silver, or letting it slip at least, will there be items available for purchase at the paegant?"

You exclaim, "Oh! and maybe the Council could arrange a tour of Old IceMule!"

Natsuki stares at Aone.

Aone nods to Natsuki.

Sothog nods to you.

Sermoths softly says, "It is so cold out there."

Ianeal says, "I can see that right now..."

Rethira says, "I'll make sure to bring my clan, we'll keep a close eye on everything. The deputy can be backup."

You say, "With some highlights noted."

Rethira nods.

Jimbla says, "I hope we'll have some examples of traditional Halfling and Giantman handicrafts to sell."

Ianeal exclaims, "And to your left, ice. And to your right: more ice!"

Jimbla says, "As well as tarts."

Jurican giggles at Ianeal!

Ianeal says, "Oh, look, a frozen corpse."

You nod to Jimbla.

Olgretien grins at Ianeal.
Sauthurdig grins at Ianeal.
Everan smiles at Ianeal.

You tickle Ianeal.

Jimbla giggles.

Sermoths softly says, "Wait, run a frozen corpse.."

Sermoths chuckles.

Jurican giggles at Sermoths!

Everan chuckles.

Aone says, "It's frozen, it's not going anywhere."

Sauthurdig nods to Sermoths.

Jimbla says, "We could take the tourists into the glacier and then charge them to let them out."

Rethira chuckles.

Sauthurdig warmly asks, "A sled?"

You say, "Hopefully some cultural ceremonial items too."

Everan grins.

Aone snickers.

Jimbla nods.

You say, "I know giantkin have a great many."

Jurican clearly asks, "Oooh, ice skatin contests?"

Ianeal says, "Take Dhe'nar into the glacier and just leave them there."

Ianeal nods to Jimbla.

Aone nods to Jimbla.

Sauthurdig nods to Jurican.

Aone says, "Sounds like a plan to me."

Olgretien deeply says, "Oh aye, we should certinly open de rink."

Everan says, "I've heard of the people of the sands doing quite the same thing, charging to let folk off their tall beasts."

Aone says, "We'll board up the opening...toss them bits of food."

Olgretien nods to Jurican.

Jimbla says, "What we need is for you to give us some specific ideas for those handicrafts and ceremonial items."

Everan removes a bleached white skull from in his gold silk cloak.

Everan shows Ianeal his bleached white skull.

You nod.
Rethira nods.

Jurican clearly says, "Horse tack items."

Ianeal nods to Everan.

Everan shows Erstweal his bleached white skull.

Sothog nods to Jurican.

Jimbla sighs.

Jimbla nods to Jurican.

Jurican clearly asks, "Er was it ponies?"

Jurican works her fingers under her silver filigree headband and scratches her head.

Ianeal says, "A dead Dhe'nar is a good Dhe'nar."

Ianeal nods to Everan.

Jimbla says, "But not just horse items."

Sothog asks, "Do halflings have anything in particular for luck-charms?"

Ianeal becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.

Sauthurdig smiles at Jurican.

Jimbla exclaims, "We don't want to make every one too sad!"

Everan put a bleached white skull in his gold silk cloak.

Aone says, "I'm always interested in luck-charms. I'd buy ten. Maybe twenty."

You ask, "For the giantkin, don't they place great significance on carved totems?"

Sauthurdig warmly says, "No slurs here."

You cock your head at Rethira.

Rethira ponders.

Olgretien just opened an elk hide journey pack.

Rethira nods to you.

Jimbla turns to face Olgretien.

Olgretien removes a polished oak cigar box from in his journey pack.

Lacarhan's lyretail swordtail swims towards the a ferocious bright green betta within a translucent green glaes fishbowl, quickly flips itself over, and prods a ferocious bright green betta with its elongated tail.

Olgretien just opened a polished oak cigar box.

Jimbla asks, "Do you place great significance on carved totems?"

Ianeal says, "Oh, I have an idea."

Jimbla asks, "Or just cigars?"

Jimbla giggles.

Olgretien put a stein of Northern Fury mead in his journey pack.

You ask, "I have some ideas. Can I write the Council on some things I would like to see?"

Olgretien removes a dark fel snow dragon totem from in his oak cigar box.

Sothog raises an eyebrow.

Olgretien nods to you.

Jimbla nods.

Ianeal says, "On the Spitfire, there was a place you could make your own pies.."

You grin.

Olgretien put a dark fel snow dragon totem in his oak cigar box.

You nod to Jimbla.

Sothog says, "Ah, tart kilns."

Rethira chuckles.

Olgretien just closed a polished oak cigar box.

Ianeal says, "You picked out the filling and the crust, then tossed it in a machine."

Olgretien put a polished oak cigar box in his journey pack. Olgretien just closed an elk hide journey pack.

Sothog takes a drink from his Northern Fury mead.
Sothog's eyes glaze over slightly and his face pales.
Sothog is stunned!

Rethira cocks her head at Ianeal.

Rethira asks, "You want to make pies?"

Ianeal asks, "Wonder if it'd be possible to find a machine that could do that for tarts instead?"

Everan says, "A little smaller machine would make a fine tart."

Everan nods to Ianeal.
Ianeal nods to Everan.

Ianeal says, "Exactly."

Rethira ponders.

Ianeal asks, "Pick out your tart.. uh.. dough?"

Jimbla exclaims, "That sounds like fun!"

Ianeal says, "You know.. plain, chocolate, things like that.."

Olgretien deeply asks, "How bout a tart launchin machine?"

Rethira nods.

Ianeal says, "Then pick your filling."

Rethira says, "I'll have to check in to that.."

Olgretien deeply exclaims, "Play "Catche de tart"!"

Ianeal says, "Maybe even some sort of topping too."

Everan asks, "Could'nt we load tarts in the balistas?"

Rethira ponders.

You ask, "And what are those three-sided block things called, that represent the three original halfling tribes? The ones ye rub for good luck?"

You sigh.

Olgretien grins at Everan.

Jurican grins at Everan.

You say, "Can't remember."

Sothog asks, "A tartapult?"

Jurican giggles at Sothog!
Rethira begins chuckling at Sothog!
Olgretien laughs at Sothog!

Jurican clearly says, "Tart stackin."

Olgretien deeply says, "But no penguinapults."

Olgretien looks over at Sothog and shakes his head.

You exclaim, "No! No harming the penguins!"

Sothog says, "I wonder what a cloud of pastries would do to a cloud of attackers..."

Olgretien nods to you.

Jurican shakes her head.

Sothog rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Everan says, "Ohhhh, leave the penguins be."

Rethira says, "Tartapult sounds fun."

Rethira ponders.

Sothog says, "Must make notes."

You say, "The poor things always wind up in the middle of crossfire."

Aone says, "We could have a halflingapult. Sort of like that kobold catapult at Ebon's Gate...but with halflings...and maybe cushions."

Rethira says, "Launch tarts at unsuspecting halflings.."

You say, "Everytime something happens in town."

Rethira flashes a wide grin.

You chuckle.

Jimbla says, "We will have a place to submit ideas very soon."

Sothog says, "Bugger. Don't have my notebook with me."

Jurican clearly asks, "How many halflins can we fit in da pool up north?"

You exclaim, "Oh good!"

Everan says, "Ahhhh, very good."

Jurican clearly asks, "An how many giantkin?"

Sothog says, "Ah, excellent."

Ianeal says, "That's like I said earlier.. award points to the people who manage to hit a halfling anywhere other than its mouth."

Ianeal nods to Rethira.

You exclaim, "Oh, diving in the Penguin Pond!"

Sothog blinks.

Jurican nods to you.

Sauthurdig begins chuckling at Jurican!

Lacarhan gives Sauthurdig a friendly hug.

Olgretien deeply exclaims, "Belly floppin!"

Olgretien holds his sides and lets out a rumbling belly laugh.

You exclaim, "And freezing of course, but it takes a stout heart!"

You chuckle.

Lacarhan just went out.

Everan shivers.

Jimbla says, "In the meantime, you might want to share ideas in a common town forum."

Rethira nods.

Sothog nods to Jimbla.

Jimbla says, "If you feel shy about that, let me know."

Jimbla says, "I know that some people do."

Everan says, "A town forum is a fine place to begin."

Olgretien deeply asks, "Eh, silly queshtun, wen is dis?"

Everan says, "A few months hence."

You say, "Lumnea, Olgretien."

You tickle Olgretien with a grin that he returns.

You ask, "Too much stout?"

You wink at Olgretien.

Olgretien deeply asks, "Is der sech a ting?"

Jurican takes a drink from her sparkling white wine.

Olgretien cocks his head at you.

Jurican grins at Sauthurdig.

You chuckle at Olgretien.

Everan asks, "10-12 she said?"

Jurican nods to Everan.

Sothog says, "Never too much stout. Usually, there's never enough."

Jimbla nods to Everan.

Everan smiles.

Everan says, "My memory amazes me some rare occasions."

Jimbla giggles.

You say, "If there was a play done, would ye need people to plan out scenes for it and such? I think I could help a bit there, though will need to research a bit."

Rethira nods to you.
Jimbla nods to you.

Jimbla exclaims, "And people to act in it!"

Erstweal cheerfully says, "I could provide some musical background if ye need m'lady."
Erstweal removes a dark ebonwood pan flute from in his velvet gem pouch.

Rethira nods.

You nod to Jimbla.

Jimbla beams happily at Erstweal!

Erstweal carefully tunes his flute, adjusting it to his desired musical pitch.

Rethira exclaims, "I'm not much of an actor!"

You exclaim, "Lots of people to act in it!"

Rethira says, "Stage fright."

Rethira nods.

Ianeal says, "Neither am I."

Olgretien deeply asks, "How bout a play aboot de Windego?"

Ianeal says, "I don't act, and I don't sing."

You nod to Olgretien.
Jimbla nods to Olgretien.

You exclaim, "I would love that!"

Jimbla exclaims, "Excellent!"

Sauthurdig warmly asks, "What the Windego?"

Rethira smiles.

Olgretien deeply says, "As would I, me clan had much to do wif savin dem frem de persecutin."

Everan says, "Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightning."

Sothog asks, "Doesn't a windego eat people?"

Sauthurdig smiles at Everan.

Olgretien looks over at Sothog and shakes his head.

Sothog asks, "Or is it something like a stork?"

Olgretien deeply says, "Dat is an old falshood."

You say, "Is the race of creatures on the mountain that are very close to the Wsalamir."

Sauthurdig warmly exclaims, "Galileo, Galileo!"

Sothog says, "Ah."

Ianeal asks, "Oh, how about examples of what the herbs and other plants do when thrown on fire?"

Olgretien deeply exclaims, "Figero!"

You say, "Fantastical creatures, the wendigo."

Olgretien grins at Sauthurdig.

Jimbla cocks her head at Ianeal.

Ianeal says, "Been a few giants lately coming through and tossing herbs on fires in closed places..."

Ianeal snickers.

Jimbla says, "Interesting idea."

Sauthurdig begins chuckling at Olgretien!

Erstweal renews his song.

Erstweal cheerfully says, "Maybe they just need pipes."

Ianeal says, "Actually, though, medicines would be an idea."

Jimbla nods.

Jimbla asks, "Traditional Giantman healing techniques?"

You say, "Could have Ma Leaftoe hold a class."

Sothog says, "Hm. Medicines would be good. Perhaps an exchange of techniques."

You chuckle.

Ianeal says, "Methods of treating injuries, illnesses, deaths, demon possessions..."

Sothog rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Jurican clearly says, "A tabac an pipe shop."

You say, "For halfling healing tarts."

Sothog says, "... hangovers..."

You say, "Some of the traditional treatments of the giantkin could be explained by their shamen though."

Sothog stares off into space.

You say, "That would be interesting."

Jimbla says, "I'm afraid that Rethira and I need to take our leaves for tonight."

Olgretien stands up.

Rethira smiles.

Sothog bows to Jimbla.

Sauthurdig stands up.

Olgretien bows to Jimbla.

You say, "Well, lot of ideas put forth."

Sothog bows to Rethira.

Rethira says, "We will be back soon though."

Jurican clearly asks, "We has another meetin soon, aye?"

Everan says, "Thanks kindly for coming by and keeping us informed."

Jimbla says, "We'll be back on Restday."

You say, "Hopefully we can help ye flesh them out."

Sothog says, "I think we've made good headway."

Sauthurdig nods.

Olgretien deeply says, "Tanks much fer ye time Jimbla, Rethira."

Rethira asks, "Restday I believe?"

You say, "Thanks so much for meeting with us."

Rethira cocks her head at Jimbla.

You smile at Jimbla.

You smile at Rethira.

Jimbla says, "You're welcome."

Rethira smiles.

Rethira says, "You're welcome."

Everan smiles.

Everan bows to Jimbla.
Everan bows to Rethira.

Rethira exclaims, "We will see you all again very soon!"

Jimbla exclaims, "And thank you!"

Ianeal nods.

Rethira says, "Thank you for the wonderful ideas."

Rethira smiles.

Sothog says, "You're welcome."

You nod.

Jimbla exclaims, "You all have excellent ideas!"

Jurican glances at Everan.

Sothog smiles.

Rethira nods.

Sermoths smiles.

You exclaim, "And we'll write some of them down!"

You chuckle.

Rethira chuckles.

Ianeal says, "Don't expect me to remember a thing I said tonight."

Jurican just handed Everan some coins.

Jimbla nods.

You say, "So at least ye have them in a convenient place."

Rethira waves.

Everan just handed Jimbla some coins.

Jimbla says, "And keep talking."

Sauthurdig grins at Ianeal.

You wave to Rethira.

Jimbla giggles.

Rethira says, "Be safe."

Everan says, "For the re-election fund."

Everan smiles.

You wave to Jimbla.

Jimbla asks, "What is that for?"

Rethira just went out.

Jimbla cocks her head at Everan.

Jimbla nods.

You chuckle.

Jimbla says, "I'll use it wisely."

Sothog chuckles.

Jimbla winks at Everan.

Everan says, "Tis good to have good councilfolk."

Sothog asks, "Greasing the wheels of progress, eh?"

Sermoths chuckles.

Everan flails his arms about.

Everan asks, "What?"

Sothog chuckles.

Jimbla bows.

Sauthurdig appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Jurican takes a drink from her sparkling white wine.

You say, "Very good folk on the council here in Mule, everyone I've ever met."

You nod to Everan.

You wave to Jimbla.

Sothog smiles.
Everan smiles.

Jimbla says, "Thank you so much for allowing the use of your meeting room, Sermoths and Everan."

Jurican clears her throat.

Jimbla waves.

City Councilor Jimbla just went out.