Post by kal Torac on Apr 28, 2007 13:49:56 GMT -5
Excerpts from 3 Elves/3 Hins:
Cast of Elves: Beloril, Teneas and Amithrul
Cast of Hins: Rigrin, "Rysa" and Lidda
Scene 1: Beloril walks into the Wailing Wheel to witness the following scene ..... Amithrul seated and smirking while Teneas stands in the center of the room surrounded by Hins and covered in pie.
Lidda Lightfoot: Hmm, hang on a second... I got something I want to do.
Rigrin Fristo: But you wasted perfectly good pie.
Teneas Roscue: *holds out cloak so that he can dry it off* Ya did that yaself
Rigrin Fristo: You're the one who shook it off.
Chrysanthe Angale: You still have some behind your ear, though
Teneas Roscue: *wipes off pie from behind ear and flings it into Rigrins hair* That is not a good thing
Rigrin Fristo: *Wipes it off, then casts prestidigitation and cleans the rest off*
Teneas Roscue: *grins*
Rigrin Fristo: *Smirks* Good as new.
Teneas Roscue: I was taken out by a pie to test if I was real or not
Beloril Redweth: *quirks a brow*
Chrysanthe Angale: *giggles*
Teneas Roscue: *shrugs* Hin logic
Beloril Redweth: *smirks* I take it ... it was
Rigrin Fristo: Hmph.
Teneas Roscue: Aye..and was I as well
Rigrin Fristo: And then he wasted it by dumping it all on the floor while we were still eating it.
Teneas Roscue: *I was*
Rigrin Fristo: That's why I wasn't willing to clean it off his cloak for him.
Beloril Redweth: *chuckles*
Chrysanthe Angale: He stopped the pie... so he wasn't an illusion
Lidda Lightfoot: I wanted to try it with an apple pie too...
Beloril Redweth: *laughs harder*
Teneas Roscue: *smirks* They hugs and pokes proved it not I guess
Rigrin Fristo: Oh, hey...Chrysanthe Angale: I wanted to throw darts.. but he objected
Rigrin Fristo: What if maybe it was just an illusion that he got hit with the pie?
(all the hins watch Teneas closely)
Rigrin Fristo: And that it's not on the wall somewhere?
Teneas Roscue: *shakes head*
Beloril Redweth: hhmm
Chrysanthe Angale: *blinks*
Lidda Lightfoot: We might have to try again just to make sure.
Teneas Roscue: Go lick the wall and see
Beloril Redweth: I do have plenty of pies
Chrysanthe Angale: eww
Chrysanthe Angale: Who licks walls?
Rigrin Fristo: Eww, I'm not licking any walls...
Rigrin Fristo: I think it's an elf thing.
Lidda Lightfoot: *has a pie in her hand*
Teneas Roscue: NAY
(Teneas starts to back away)
Lidda Lightfoot: Must... resist...
(Lidda stalks Teneas)
Teneas Roscue: Aye..ya must
Chrysanthe Angale: *laughs*
(Teneas starts pleading)
Teneas Roscue: I dont even do magic
Teneas Roscue: ..dont know how..
Lidda Lightfoot: Hmm, who thinks I should splat Ten with the pie?
Rigrin Fristo: Yeah, but you might not even be here to begin with.
Teneas Roscue: *sighs*
Beloril Redweth: ...
Chrysanthe Angale: Here Ten
("Rysa" casts protection from elements on Teneas)
Chrysanthe Angale: To protect from flying pie
Rigrin Fristo: Well, now the pie won't get him cold.
Rigrin Fristo: Erm... or hot, if it's fresh.
Lidda Lightfoot: *ponders for a second, then puts the pie away*
Beloril Redweth: hhmm ... makes sense actually *grins*
Chrysanthe Angale: You could raise money for charity now...
Chrysanthe Angale: Letting hin throw pie at you
Teneas Roscue: So..are we done testing rather or not I am real?
Lidda Lightfoot: I dunno...
Rigrin Fristo: You could donate the proceeds to the Buy-Miss-Abby-New-Stuff Fund.
Chrysanthe Angale: *nods earnestly*
Teneas Roscue: Just ask something that I would know
Lidda Lightfoot: I forgot about that! *gasps*
Chrysanthe Angale: Or you could open a kissing booth....
Amithrul Marostyne: ...
Beloril Redweth: ?
Chrysanthe Angale: But I think Rigrin is more likely to throw pie at you...
Rigrin Fristo: *Nods* Definatly.
Teneas Roscue: *shakes head* So....onto other things...
Beloril Redweth: hhmm ... wonder who would pay if Rigrin were in a kissing booth?
Lidda Lightfoot: *whispers to Rigrin*
Amithrul Marostyne: Pixies....
Amithrul Marostyne: *laughs*
Rigrin Fristo: Erm...
Lidda Lightfoot: *giggles*
Teneas Roscue: *eyes the Rigrin*
Beloril Redweth: *chuckles*
Teneas Roscue: Mali would
Rigrin Fristo: *Shakes head* Maybe later... I've had enough pie for now.
(Beloril uses a polymorph potion to become a pixie)
Chrysanthe Angale: *hums and looks at the ceiling*
Amithrul Marostyne: ...
Beloril Redweth: *puckers lips*
Teneas Roscue: heh
Chrysanthe Angale: *gasps*
Lidda Lightfoot: It IS ttrue!
Teneas Roscue: Get him *points at Rigrin*
Chrysanthe Angale: The pixies have struck again!
Rigrin Fristo: Ah! (runs away)
Lidda Lightfoot: *grabs him* (grabs Rigrin)
Chrysanthe Angale: *calls out* don't breed!
Rigrin Fristo: Ack! (attempts to drag Lidda with him free and hides behind Teneas)
Teneas Roscue: Get away from me
Rigrin Fristo: *Struggles*
(Beloril changes back into an elf right in front of Rigrin)
Beloril Redweth: *laughs*
Lidda Lightfoot: Aww...
Lidda Lightfoot: *lets go*
Amithrul Marostyne: *laughs*
Rigrin Fristo: *Mutters something to himself in hin*
Chrysanthe Angale: Can you turn into a hin?
Beloril Redweth: Gah! ... why?
I'll continue the saga later ...... we all went on a treasure hunt/picnic on a pirate infested isle ......
Cast of Elves: Beloril, Teneas and Amithrul
Cast of Hins: Rigrin, "Rysa" and Lidda
Scene 1: Beloril walks into the Wailing Wheel to witness the following scene ..... Amithrul seated and smirking while Teneas stands in the center of the room surrounded by Hins and covered in pie.
Lidda Lightfoot: Hmm, hang on a second... I got something I want to do.
Rigrin Fristo: But you wasted perfectly good pie.
Teneas Roscue: *holds out cloak so that he can dry it off* Ya did that yaself
Rigrin Fristo: You're the one who shook it off.
Chrysanthe Angale: You still have some behind your ear, though
Teneas Roscue: *wipes off pie from behind ear and flings it into Rigrins hair* That is not a good thing
Rigrin Fristo: *Wipes it off, then casts prestidigitation and cleans the rest off*
Teneas Roscue: *grins*
Rigrin Fristo: *Smirks* Good as new.
Teneas Roscue: I was taken out by a pie to test if I was real or not
Beloril Redweth: *quirks a brow*
Chrysanthe Angale: *giggles*
Teneas Roscue: *shrugs* Hin logic
Beloril Redweth: *smirks* I take it ... it was
Rigrin Fristo: Hmph.
Teneas Roscue: Aye..and was I as well
Rigrin Fristo: And then he wasted it by dumping it all on the floor while we were still eating it.
Teneas Roscue: *I was*
Rigrin Fristo: That's why I wasn't willing to clean it off his cloak for him.
Beloril Redweth: *chuckles*
Chrysanthe Angale: He stopped the pie... so he wasn't an illusion
Lidda Lightfoot: I wanted to try it with an apple pie too...
Beloril Redweth: *laughs harder*
Teneas Roscue: *smirks* They hugs and pokes proved it not I guess
Rigrin Fristo: Oh, hey...Chrysanthe Angale: I wanted to throw darts.. but he objected
Rigrin Fristo: What if maybe it was just an illusion that he got hit with the pie?
(all the hins watch Teneas closely)
Rigrin Fristo: And that it's not on the wall somewhere?
Teneas Roscue: *shakes head*
Beloril Redweth: hhmm
Chrysanthe Angale: *blinks*
Lidda Lightfoot: We might have to try again just to make sure.
Teneas Roscue: Go lick the wall and see
Beloril Redweth: I do have plenty of pies
Chrysanthe Angale: eww
Chrysanthe Angale: Who licks walls?
Rigrin Fristo: Eww, I'm not licking any walls...
Rigrin Fristo: I think it's an elf thing.
Lidda Lightfoot: *has a pie in her hand*
Teneas Roscue: NAY
(Teneas starts to back away)
Lidda Lightfoot: Must... resist...
(Lidda stalks Teneas)
Teneas Roscue: Aye..ya must
Chrysanthe Angale: *laughs*
(Teneas starts pleading)
Teneas Roscue: I dont even do magic
Teneas Roscue: ..dont know how..
Lidda Lightfoot: Hmm, who thinks I should splat Ten with the pie?
Rigrin Fristo: Yeah, but you might not even be here to begin with.
Teneas Roscue: *sighs*
Beloril Redweth: ...
Chrysanthe Angale: Here Ten
("Rysa" casts protection from elements on Teneas)
Chrysanthe Angale: To protect from flying pie
Rigrin Fristo: Well, now the pie won't get him cold.
Rigrin Fristo: Erm... or hot, if it's fresh.
Lidda Lightfoot: *ponders for a second, then puts the pie away*
Beloril Redweth: hhmm ... makes sense actually *grins*
Chrysanthe Angale: You could raise money for charity now...
Chrysanthe Angale: Letting hin throw pie at you
Teneas Roscue: So..are we done testing rather or not I am real?
Lidda Lightfoot: I dunno...
Rigrin Fristo: You could donate the proceeds to the Buy-Miss-Abby-New-Stuff Fund.
Chrysanthe Angale: *nods earnestly*
Teneas Roscue: Just ask something that I would know
Lidda Lightfoot: I forgot about that! *gasps*
Chrysanthe Angale: Or you could open a kissing booth....
Amithrul Marostyne: ...
Beloril Redweth: ?
Chrysanthe Angale: But I think Rigrin is more likely to throw pie at you...
Rigrin Fristo: *Nods* Definatly.
Teneas Roscue: *shakes head* So....onto other things...
Beloril Redweth: hhmm ... wonder who would pay if Rigrin were in a kissing booth?
Lidda Lightfoot: *whispers to Rigrin*
Amithrul Marostyne: Pixies....
Amithrul Marostyne: *laughs*
Rigrin Fristo: Erm...
Lidda Lightfoot: *giggles*
Teneas Roscue: *eyes the Rigrin*
Beloril Redweth: *chuckles*
Teneas Roscue: Mali would
Rigrin Fristo: *Shakes head* Maybe later... I've had enough pie for now.
(Beloril uses a polymorph potion to become a pixie)
Chrysanthe Angale: *hums and looks at the ceiling*
Amithrul Marostyne: ...
Beloril Redweth: *puckers lips*
Teneas Roscue: heh
Chrysanthe Angale: *gasps*
Lidda Lightfoot: It IS ttrue!
Teneas Roscue: Get him *points at Rigrin*
Chrysanthe Angale: The pixies have struck again!
Rigrin Fristo: Ah! (runs away)
Lidda Lightfoot: *grabs him* (grabs Rigrin)
Chrysanthe Angale: *calls out* don't breed!
Rigrin Fristo: Ack! (attempts to drag Lidda with him free and hides behind Teneas)
Teneas Roscue: Get away from me
Rigrin Fristo: *Struggles*
(Beloril changes back into an elf right in front of Rigrin)
Beloril Redweth: *laughs*
Lidda Lightfoot: Aww...
Lidda Lightfoot: *lets go*
Amithrul Marostyne: *laughs*
Rigrin Fristo: *Mutters something to himself in hin*
Chrysanthe Angale: Can you turn into a hin?
Beloril Redweth: Gah! ... why?
I'll continue the saga later ...... we all went on a treasure hunt/picnic on a pirate infested isle ......