Lord Shield's Bar Part 12

[Melusine]

LS: [img]tongue.gif[/img] [img]graemlins/kiss.gif[/img]
Think I'll stick around in the bar then... much safer. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

Moiraine, sweetie, anything for a French Gnome!
Of course we have a special selection of Gnomish foods and drinks! *hands the tiny Gnome a special tiny Gnome Menu*
The first turnip Beer is on the house! [img]smile.gif[/img]

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Originally posted by Melusine:
LS: [img]tongue.gif[/img] [img]graemlins/kiss.gif[/img]
Think I'll stick around in the bar then... much safer. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

Moiraine, sweetie, anything for a French Gnome!
Of course we have a special selection of Gnomish foods and drinks! *hands the tiny Gnome a special tiny Gnome Menu*
The first turnip Beer is on the house! [img]smile.gif[/img]

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Goodness knows we have enough turnips! Where in blazes does Jan get them all from?

[Skydracgrrl]

OOC- ok, anyone who wants to can join in the trek up the mountainside/through the caves to heaven. we need people!!! til then, cant do anything.. ^_^

[Tancred]

"Dark in here, isn't it?"
"I'm almost afraid to glow, in case I wake someone up. Hey, holyboy, let's steal some money from the bar till."
"No! Shhh! Besides, I'm not sure if there IS any money in there."
"I'm going to sing a song."
"You do, Karnas, and you'll spend the rest of eternity at the bottom of a lake."
"You have a persuasive way about you... for a rod-up-butt Paladin."
"You have a very unimpressive way about YOU - for a *supposedly* magical sword."
Sulky silence.
"That wasn't very nice."
"Well, neither are you. Now shut up and let's see if we can find someone in here. I wonder if there's a bell to ring, or something?"
"You really are hopeless, aren't you?"
"What? *What*?
"There's a magical incantation that guarantees a reply, if there's anyone to hear it."
"Oh?" Tancred looks thoughtful at this sudden show of helpfulness from the sword. "How does it go."
"Like this. *HOI! DUNG-FOR-BRAINS!*"

[Skydracgrrl]

Skye looked up. "You called?" she asked.
hehe, just kidding. ;-P
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IC- *An image appeared of a map with 2 red circles stating "You are here" and "This is where everyone else is." Below was two buttons, a red and green. Above them it said, "Do you wish to join your group? If so, Press green. If not, Press red."*
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OOC- come on Tancred, with your arrival, maybe we'll actually do something. ^_^;;

[Tancred]

OOC: You know, this reminds me of those wonderful old text adventure games. Dungeon Quest, The Hobbit... all of them. Aaaah...

'You go North. You trip over and die.
You have completed 0.01% of this adventure.
Do you want to try again? Y/N'

IC: "Hold on... weren't we just there a while ago?"
Tancred points at the red circle indicating the position of everyone else.
The sword sniffs. "Huh. Slowcoaches. Hey, maybe there's a picnic or something over there..."
"Good thinking, Karnas!" Tancred presses the green button eagerly, the hope of cucumber sandwiches, chicken drumsticks and fizzy lemonade overriding any other considerations.
There is a sudden flash of light, a sound like 'WHIZZ-POP' and the two men - well, entities - disappear, on their way to who knows where?

[Tancred]

The party stands, seemingly mesmerised by the scenes of Heaven stretching out before them. There is no telling how long they have stood there; nor telling how long they would have stood there if THIS hadn't happened...
There is a sudden *twink* of light, a sound like WHIZZ-POP!, and with a sudden explosion of air, a man appears, holding a golden sword and with slightly steaming armour. His face holds a frozen expression of utter terror.
Both he and the sword greet the party.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH H!"

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After about half an hour, they stop screaming, though Tancred's memory seems to be somewhat deficient.
"Er, um... hello there. Um, who is everyone?"

[Neb]

Neb sleeps soundly with his head resting on the bar after drinking one too many Flaming Nebs(Grenadine, Cognac and Champagne, ignited.).

[Tancred]

Tancred walks among the adventurers, clicking fingers by their ears, waving hands in front of their faces, and generally trying to attract their attention. There is no response. Each of the party stand still as statues.
"What's wrong with them, I wonder?" muses the Cavalier.
Karnas decides to air his views. "Well, can't be a Basilisk - they're still flesh. Unless some Joker's coming around with a barrel of Hold Person scrolls every five minutes, there could be some SERIOUS power behind this."
"And to make matters worse... there's no picnic." Tancred sits crosslegged, wondering what to do.
"I don't suppose you remembered to pack the Travel Scrabble?" asks the golden sword.

[Tancred]

Tancred tosses aside the dusty book he found in Legolas' pack and tries to think. The journal of their quest was a broken and illogical affair... but the one sane fact, that of Shade's predicament, stood out clear and true.
The Paladin in him thought: This is a Quest! You see a Quest, you do!
But this is Lord Shield's Quest, given to him by destiny and fate! whined the plaintive, insecure part of his mind.
But he was given companions, so that the errand should not fail. You're the last of all the Bar Folk. The errand MUST not fail.
Tancred's face grows hard and stern. He gets up, picking up Karnas and begins striding onward towards the top of the mountain.
"Hey, where are we going?" asks Karnas.
"Heaven. I hope the others find a safer road," replies Tancred sarcastically.
Karnas chuckles. "Lord Shield'll look after 'em."
Tancred pauses for a moment on those words, and looks back at the still-immobile party."
"I don't suppose we'll see them again..."
"Oh, we may yet," smirked the sword. "Their BODIES, at least."
Tancred gave the sword in his hand a venomous look.
"Karnas... I'm certainly NOT glad you're with me."
And with that, the Cavalier and the sword continue on, up the rocky mountainside, into the light.

[ 01-21-2002: Message edited by: Tancred ]