[quote]Originally posted by DarkPiper:
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Originally posted by Tancred:
[Now, what's the game folks?"
Tancred waits for a reply while absent-mindedly chewing on some fried sqvid.
"Five card stud, suicide king and aces wild," Kiraleen says. "Unless anyone's up for euchre?" She grabs her familiar by the neck and sets him down on the table in front of Tancred. "Apologize to the nice paladin, Gumdrop. What did I tell you about kissing people in plate mail!?"
The faerie dragon's wings droop, his normal smile inverts and his eyes whirl a sorrowful baby blue. "I'm sorry," he squeaks. "I won't do it again."
"*I'm* sorry for leaving you like that," Kiraleen says. "After Q'irc ran away and everything went to ... heck, I crawled under the only empty table and stayed there. Is it always like this?"
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Although down to his thermal undies, Tancred still has his dignity, which is as reassuring as plate mail - even if it is see-through. He accepts the apology of the downcast Dragon, and hands the drak a bit of squid.
"Oh, don't worry," the Paladin goes on, "Things often get a bit... strange here. I suppose I should have got off after we ended up in Sigil, but by then there seemed to be very little to do but enjoy the ride. Would anyone like another drink? I'm folding."