A Mystery Unleashed Playground 13 Options

[Dantrag]

OOC: the picture of funny? Just kidding.

And think of the beating Konrad would have gotten from Sel and Niran had he actually looked through that keyhole.... :shocked:

IC

"Some of us haven't eaten anything but stale, moldy bread for two weeks." sel began. "There's an appetite here."

[Red]

Heddvild pushed the wooden door of the Lucky Lockup open and was greeted with a hearty "Hail Heddvild!". A towering Redguard walked up to the group, wearing the long, beaded hair of a warrior and bowed low. "Hello Heddvild and friends, I am Waynatu "Wayne" Shin, and am happy to get all of you some drinks. What do you all drink? Vintage Brandy? Nordic Mead?" Wayne talked in a upbeat voice, yet it still bellowed.

[minque]

OOC:Have yo leave now but serene and the boys are just outside the cave where Arco is being locked up, ready to enter.....


good night...

[Dantrag]

"What about some Greef?" Sel asked.

He was still debating on whether or not he should tell her about Shakur. He decided to slowly beat around the bush...

"So, when was the last time you saw Shakur?" he asked the nordic woman.

[Red]

"When he warned me to hide in my house fully armed incase he tries to kill me because he's been infected by a Lycanthrope. When was the last time you saw him?" Heddvild said the sentence so casually that it seemed that this happened every week. "Look kid, don't worry about Shakur. If he was smart enough to befriend a honest to Tava Lich he'll find some way to stop from killing us".

[MerGirl]

"Well, let's hope for the best... I have confidence in Shakur," Celia said firmly. "He'll find a way, he will see to it."

She smiled at the beaded-haired man. "Er, just water for me." She glanced at Sel and grinned. "Do not get drunk on me, silly Dunmer."

(OOC: I edited. Whoops)

[Dantrag]

It was a good day, Sel decided. Celia was no longer a werewolf, he was away from Serene, (not because she's mean or he doesn't like her, but makes him face himself...) and he had a drink.

"I think a celebration drink is in order." he replied with a large gulp.

[MerGirl]

Rolling her eyes, Celia sipped her glass of cool water. She patted Sel's shoulder. She scolded, "Not too much, now, m'kay? I do not want to have to worry about a drunken silly Dunmer. I have enough worries right now."

[Dantrag]

Sel smiled reassuringly. "Have you ever seen me drunk?"

The answer of course, was no.

[MerGirl]

She shrugged. "You never know...There's a first time for everything..." She grinned mischieviously(sp?). "Maybe the God of Drunkeness will possess you!"

[Red]

"A celebration Dunmer? Is that what you said? You want to see a celebration?" Wayne was happy to hear of a reason for a celbration, and looked to the local band, The Deadroth's Drums "Play a fast beat and don't stop till we drop dead of rhythm!". The eight drum players played a fast Redguard rhythm, and Wayne and the other bar members, all five Redguards, three Dunmer and four Argonians danced a energetic Redguard rhythm dance.

[Dantrag]

Sel looked to Celia. "I swear if I get possessed by any god, I'm going to go join Arcyakt."

He looked at the dancers. "Care to dance?" he asked Celia a bit sheepishly.

[MerGirl]

She lifted her eyebrows. "Who's this Arcyakt?" She asked suspiciously.

Then, at Sel's sheepish question, she smiled. "Oh, all right... But I must warn you, I can not dance for the life of me." She took Sel's hand and walked towards the middle of the room. "Dance here?"

[Dantrag]

Sel wondered how she could possibly forget who Arcyakt was...

Sel laughed at Celia's comment on dancing. "I can't dance either, but it's all in good fun, right?"

"Here's as good a place as any." he said with a shrug.

[MerGirl]

Celia frowned. "You still did not answer my question: Who's Arcyakt?" She took Sel's hands. "Ready?"

[Channler]

"So you say you were buried alive!?" The man lit up with astonishment, but then that might of been the candle that the Mrs. brought into the room, "How'd you get out?"
Falx looked at the mans face for a second, and retraced everything, "I.. I'm not sure" He hesitated, "I just know that I ran, quite a distance it seems... Not knowing were the path would lead I guess." His fingers danced along the rim of his glass.
"Well, well, thats quite a story young man, say, I don't think I've given my name." The man stood up from his creaky wooden stool, "Afer Baro at your service, and this is my wife, Selvia" He said as he cradled the elderly woman in his arms. Falx was touched, but not quite moved, he went to return the gesture.
"The names..." His lips moved, but nothing came out, Falx's mind raced, "My name! How could I forget that of all things! By the gods!"
Baro and his wife stood there awckwardly while the thoughts came and went.
Selvia turned to her husband of 43 years and whispered, "Afer, perhaps whatever happened to him made him loose his memory" Afer's eyes didn't leave Falx,
"Perhaps but, none of this makes sense, maybe he just needs rest.." Afer's lined face dance with life, "My boy! Lest not worry about such trivial matters, it has been a long day and all of us are exhausted. Let us retire" The elderly man lead Falx through several empty hallways lined with pictures and statues of great beings and finally upon a room.
Afer searched for the words to say, but none came to mind. He simply'd gestured for Falx to enter the warm wooden room and shut the door behind him.
His wife came around the corner, "What are we to do my dear?" She questioned stroking his cheek, "We let him leave in this state, he would be easy prey for all sorts of creatures.." Her soft blue eyes seem to peirce Afer's own, "Your right, hes in no condition to leave." The man glanced at the door and gave out a quiet grunt, "I'm sure he well be fine in the morning.."

With that said the two left the door and proceded to their own room.

[Red]

Wayne noticed the rhythm wasn't right for ball room dancing, so he walked to the band "Lenus and Grius, you play lutes, Fralnore, play that harp and drums, play Waltz number 2. Everyone find a partner, I'll go out and find some more people. Let's turn this into a night to remember" Wayne ran to the door and started gathering many people for the dance.

[Dantrag]

Sel began dancing (clumsily, of course.) before answering Celia.

"You know the mage, had a big dragon, Osano went with him...? If this doesn't ring a bell, we're going to a healer."

[Red]

Smash, hit, growl, howl, whimper, slash, bite, bark, scratch, bleed, drool, run, circle, fall, roll, tackle. Shakur Red One fell to the ground. Dead? No, just down. Down and bleeding. The figure wouldn't like this. He stood, and bit, and growled, and clawed, and mauled. Fang and claw had saved him, and fang and claw hurt him. He would obey. Obey and win.

[MerGirl]

She giggled as they spun. "I am the healer! Ooh, that mage guy has some... problems, but let's not talk about that... Whoops!" She had stepped onto his foot. "I'm sorry!"

Suddenly, she had a vision of a were-wolf, in extreme pain and bleeding... She stopped dancing, her eyes unfocused and her mouth in a frown.

What was that? Oh, I hope that is not Shakur! she thought as the image quickly faded.