Tavern Tales - What the ....?

"Morgan ... Hey Morgan, get over here." Simon calls out, sitting at a table in
the kitchen. "Check this out, it's a letter from Sebastion in jail."

"What? He's in jail?! We gotta get him out of there!"

"He said not to come. He's on a job, he says."

"What?" Morgan says dumbly, opening the rolled parchment letter and reading it.


--Hey Fellas,
Uh, not sure where to start with this so I guess I will in the middle. They are
going to hang me. Yeah, I know right now one of you is ready to bust me out and
the other is saying not to. Anyways, it's all gravy. I got a job to finish and
when I'm done, it's gonna make everything change. Trust me, I'll be fine, they
let me watch a hanging first. Tell the new guy that it was awesome working with
him. The kid's got potential, just needs direction. He's got a bad attitude and
responds well to Crabs. I think it's a fetish or something, but whatever. It's
okay in here, kinda dull. Miss you guys, drink a tankard or two for me and I'll
see ya when I'm done.

P.S. He got the kiss, but got screwed for it. He's not that bright, talk slowly.


"That's it?" Morgan says, looking the letter over again. "We can't just sit here
while he hangs! We gotta do something."

"Do you trust him, Morgan? He hasn't let us down before..."

"Yeah ... but ... but ..."

"Leave him alone."

A week later, a notice went up around the City of Delmarii concerning Sebastion's
execution.

"I don't get it. Why did he want to go through with it? We could of got him out!"
Morgan's tone holding a sharp edge.

"Something's wrong. Something isn't right... He did something. Have you seen the
city?"

"Yeah, every night. What's that got to do with Sebastion?"

"People are acting funny. Just sit back one night at the Gazebo and watch them.
The new guy started acting weird too. I don't like this ... He's done something.
I'll try to find out what's going on."

--END SCENE--

Tavern Tales - Forest Field Trip!!!

"Alright ... one ... two ..." Sebastion counts, standing upon two branches up in a tree and watching as one of the forest militia hunters begins to approach. "Three." He mudders, snapping a small branch in the tree and drawing the hunter's attention. As the hunter looks up, Sebastion falls out of the tree and lands on him, the man's face taking the blunt of the blow. With a sickening thud, both hunter and rogue fall to the ground.

"I swear, that never fails." Sebastion chuckles, turning and checking the hunter, finding them knocked out cold. "See what I mean?" Quickly, he searched the unconscious body, taking a dagger from the man's belt. "One down." He climbs to his feet as the sound of approaching human voices comes into range. "Yikes, that's my cue!"

With that, he dives into the thick brush and scurries off into the distance like a wild vermin.
"Hmm, now ... an axe..." He mutters, looking around the forest, shuddering after a moment. "It's scary here." There comes a grumbling behind a dense patch of vegetation, drawing Sebastion closer. With a careful peek, he covered a green skinned monster. "Oh, a goblin ... Hey, he has an axe." He mutters, glancing around the tree tops for a moment. "How could I ... oh... Oh!" He ponders, grinning to himself and digging a coil of rope from his backpack. "I like." He says to himself, walking away and throwing one end of the rope over a thick branch and beginning to set up a snare. "This will work." He says, walking back to the brush and standing up in clear view of a goblin. "Hello!" He greets happily, waving at the goblin who seems to take a bit of offense to it, starting to chase after the young rogue. "Ut oh..." He moans, turning and running away. "One ... two ... three ... jump." He counts, leaping a 3 foot pile a leaves which soon takes the pursuing goblin into the trees. The goblin shrieks, jerking around and drops a small handaxe to the forest floor below. "There we go." Sebastion cheers, walking over and picking up the axe. He gives a glance to the hanging goblin, who is fiercely shouting something in the goblin tongue. "Something tells me he isn't cheering me on." Sebastion suggests, giving a shrug and waving to the goblin as he walks away. "Thanks, mate. I appreciate it."

"Knives ... axe ... what else was there? Oh right ... something for wood..." With that, Sebastion begins to make his way west, leaving one dense forest to enter another, less dense forest. "Hey Geoff!" He calls, looking around and only seeing a few deer poke their heads up and run off. "Oh, sorry." He apologizes to the animals in a soft whisper, calling out again. "Geoffery, where are you?" After a bit of wandering, he finally comes across one of the lumberjacks.

"Oh, hey Geoff, can I get that axe from ya? Give ya a goblin for it."

"A what? Why would I want a goblin?" The lumberjack asks, shaking his head. "Sebastion, have you been smoking again?"

"No ... okay maybe a little ... okay maybe a lot but that has nothing to do with this!" Sebastion argues, giving a childish pout to the man. "Give ya a goblin in a snare, last offer." He barters.

"Sorry Seb, I need my axe." The lumberjack declines, turning back to the trees to begin chopping.

"So do I." He says, offering a large bag of coins to the man. "Give ya this for it."

"What's in there?"

"Six thousand, five hundred gold."

"You are insane, Sebastion. Who pays six and a half grand for an axe?"

"Someone who isn't paying." Sebastion replies, handing the bag to the lumberjack. "Can I have the axe?"

"Sure..." comes an immeditate reply and with it, the foresting axe. "Cya Seb, I'm going home."

Sebastion nods as the man walks off, shouldering the axe and beginning to head north towards the city.
"Knives, axes, I think that's it. Thanks Viscount Hopkins."

Tavern Tales -- The Old Bait and Switch

Sebastion sits in one of the cells within the stockade, his arms crossed and a frown upon his face as he justs sits and stares at the cold iron bars of his cell.

"I have had it up to here with this!" He grumbles, looking about for a moment and nods to himself.  "That's a great idea." He mutters, getting up from his place on the floor and moving towards the bare stone walls. Carefully, he begins to scratch words upon the walls face, covering the cell from top to bottom on all sides other than the barred door.

You know what? You people piss me off! That's right I said it! First!! Stupid Soldier Sharai Dravik! I know it it was you! I KNOW IT!! (WRITTEN IN VERY VERY LARGE LETTERS and UNDERLINED). You arrested the only damned Silverleaf dealer in town! Now I cant find it ANYWHERE! (underlined, DEEPLY scratched). So you think you are so damned tough! You pulled a sword in a fist fight! What kind of pussy are you anyway?! If I had known you were going to be such a girl about the whole thing I would have brought you a purse to put your sword in! That's okay, I know how to fix you!! You just wait!! And that's another thing. Im tired of you following me!! I DON'T LIKE YOU!! I'm never going to like you!! I don't want to be your boyfriend so just leave me alone! You are the worst militia soldier ever! Nakieri can run circles around you! They were stupid to put you in her place! Why would they think a little cry baby like you would ever be able to keep control of this city. You just wait! YOU ARE MAD WITH POWER AND COMPLETELY OUT OF LINE SOLDIER! You have no idea what I can do! You think you beat me! Hah!!! That's right little girl, you are playing with the big boys now, and I am done screwing around with you. You want a fight? Oh, believe me sweet heart, now you got one. Now I am leaving here, Sharai Dravik, and there is nothing you can do to stop me! (The last line underlined heavily.)

P.S. Rashka, you know I think you are uber awesome, but someone needs to say this. Stop being a whiny little bitch and just suck it up. You are here to stay and life isn't the way you want it. Too damned bad! This is the way it is, now shut up and have a little fun before you suck the life out of the only friend you have!!!!! *hugs*

Tavern Tales - All or Nothing

Dear Fellas

Whoa, that's all I got. Just whoa. You should of seen the size of this place, guys! It was like a Manor, it was so big. And all the shiny objects you could think of! And here's the deal... A nice big 5000 good payday, all I have to do is find someone. Yeah, I know, isn't it great?! It's like playing hide n' seek, but with a pot of gold at the end of the road. Or is it river? I can't remember. The boss this time is some noble guy from Vermidian, and get this ... He knew me! He, knew me. I never thought I was so popular, I guess it's true! ... Everyone loves me! Okay, so ... where do I start? Anyone have any ideas how I could find the pot of gold? Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, he hired 9 other guys to interfere and try to beat me to the money. It's like a rat house out here! How all the deal goes is that if I return first with the whereabouts, I get 5000, but if I'm not the first, then the 9 other guys all get 500 gold, plus my 5000 to split amongst themselves. So it's all or nothing in this race to the finish. Wish me luck!

Sebastion

Not a Snowballs Chance in Hell

A young lad leans over and peeks down the hall, watching a figure wearing a fur lined heavy leather cloak step out into the hall from Sebastion's bedroom, and gains a rather curious expression upon his face before Sebastion steps out of the room and stops in the door frame to watch the cloaked figure leave.

"Sebastion you slippery rat, did you just get yourself a piece?" Morgan calls as he too watches the cloaked figure leave.

"No, Morgan, but I certainly got screwed..." Sebastion replies, giving a long sigh and shakes his head while his gaze falls to the floor. "Get Simon, we need to speak with the Master Thief."

Sebastion stands with Simon and Morgan, explaining the course of events with the Master Thief for some time, discussion from each plunged the discussion far into the evening.

"I'll leave, hopefully it will drop some of the heat." Sebastion offers, nodding to the Master Thief.

"So they are using the girl as bait, too?" Simon questions, looking nervously at Sebastion.

"Yes, and the guild as well."

"Then the best thing we can do is everyone leaves. I want this place abandoned, no trace of anyone or anything. Everyone is to return to your secondary homes until this blows over... And Sebastion, get what supplies you need and arm yourself to the teeth. I would suggest that you stick close to your girlfriend and keep an eye out. We'll take care of things here."

"She's not my girlfriend..." Sebastion grumbles, looking between Simon and Morgan for support. "Right?"

The brothers look between themselves for a moment and finally back to Sebastion. "If you say so." Morgan retorts.

"I hate you guys ..." Sebastion smirks, stepping out of the room and leaving. "Don't forget to write fellas..."

-END SCENE-

Tavern Tales - Vacation

Sebastion kicks his feet up onto a round wooden table, "Guys, gaze upon the eighth wonder of the world." He sasses, nodding with a smug grin to Morgan and Simon. "You guys wont believe that happened tonight."

Morgan lifts a brow, looking over at Simon. "Alright, I'll bite. What's up, Seb?"

"You remember that Elf guy I was telling you about? How he ruined the sparklie house?"

Simon nods, giving a shrug of disinterest. "Yeah, what about him?"

Sebastion pulls his legs down and leans across the table. "I get to stay in his room at the Haven."

Morgan smirks while shaking his head. "Oh this I gotta hear. How did you pull that one off?"

Sebastion leans back, returning his boots to the tabletop. "I paid for the Elf's damages. I felt so bad about that happening to her. She hasn't caused me any problems ... Now that Elf. Well, the Elf is going to shit a brick when he finds out I'm making visits to his girlfriend." He comments, looking at his fingernails and begins to buff them haughtily. "Yep, the Baroness Woman thinks I am the greatest thing since .. since ... well you get the picture."

Morgan and Simon just look at each other and laugh, "Sebastion ... what's your secret? I mean really, why is it that we are working hard each night and you just run along like your are a kid in a courtyard. What's your angle?"

Seabstion glances over at Simon with a curious and yet confused expression. "Angle? Why ... whatever do you mean, dear Simon?" He smirks, shaking his head. "No Angle, I let them do everything for me. It's amazing how many times someone will hang themselves if you give them enough rope. I think it's the Pixiedust the Elf is on really, such an angry fellow. I think we need to get him a silverleaf dealer."

Morgan laughs but shakes his head, "Wait, the Elf is on Pixiedust?" He questions, shaking his head and dismissing the changing topic. "But no, really ... How do you go about your night?"

Sebastion grins at Morgan, "Like every night. I get up, brush my hair, put on my cloak, and walk out the same door you do."

Morgan shakes his head, "No I mean what is your approach?"

Sebastion gets a light smirk on his face, "I just approach them. You know, like you would talk to someone."

Morgan furrows his brow, his temper starting to flare as his voice begins to climb in tone. "No, I mean how do you-"

"Morgan, he's doing it to you again." Simon interrupts, laughing lightly at him.

"Huh?" Morgan sounds, looking completely confused at the entire topic.

Sebastion grins to Simon before changing the subject, "Oh my god guys, I saw the most lost little puppy today. He was so cute with his questions of contraband in a populated tavern. I thought he was going to start barking up a storm."

"What do you mean?"

"Totally square, man! Like .... you couldn't say 'I am a bad guy please arrest me.' any louder than he did. I'm talking to the Baroness woman, right? You know... the one that is letting me stay in her sparklie room and not you guys." Sebastion jests, seeming amused by the new topic. "Well, after she leaves ... this guy.." He pauses, chuckling to himself while shaking his head in defeat. "Looks at me straight faced and says, 'I have heard there are some interesting plants in this city. Plants that I might like to cultivate, not just any plants mind you.' ..."

Simon lifts a brow this time instead of his companion, shaking his head. "Are you serious?"

Morgan bursts into laughter, "Wait, wait ... you mean to tell me that he asked you about special interesting plants ... Like silverleaf?"

Sebastion shakes his head, "Oh no, it gets better..." He comments, grinning at the pair, "I told him I might be able to help him with some flax or cotton, then he goes on with trying to let on that flax or cotton were keywords." He laughs aloud before going on, "Like this ... 'I might be looking for som 'flax' or 'cotton'.' Then ... THEN ... wanted me to take him off to a tavern privately. So ... I made a tavern appear out of thin air. Just like that! ... Okay, may not completely like that ... but it fit."

Simon runs a hand down his face, "Wow ... just ... wow...."

Morgan looks to Sebastion with a deer in the headlights look, "What did you tell him?"

Sebastion shrugs, "I pointed him to the farmer in the grasslands. Maybe he can take up a hoe and grow a social life. He could of at least bought me dinner first." He jests, laughing to himself. Sebastion nods partingly to his company and brings his legs down from the table and jumping to his feet. "Anyhow, fellas ... I gotta go pack for my big week in the sparklie house. Don't forget to write me!"

-END SCENE-

Tavern Tales - 1

"Hey Simon." a man calls out, sitting down at a table.
"How was your night, Morgan?"
"Oh gods, could of been better." Morgan begins, "First, broke my pick, second, tripped on the threshold, and fourth, I knocked my head on the counter."
"What happened to third?"
"Huh? Right, third, I got short term memory loss."
a lithe, human man with a triangular goatee walks into the room and sits down at the table, "Hey fellas!"
"Hey Sebastion." Morgan and Simon called out, simultaniously.
"How was your night, Seb?" Morgan asks, looking to a lithe, human man with a triangular goatee.
a lithe, human man with a triangular goatee chuckles and slaps the table.
"I had a great night! I found this place in the city, it's all shiny and sparklie! At first, I thought I was in heaven because a woman there said it was Hannas's Haven."
He pauses, tapping his chin for a moment.
"Heaven? ... Harbor? .... I can't remember."
"You mean Hhanastrah's Haven?" Simon pipes up, offering the name to a lithe, human man with a triangular goatee.
"Yah! That's the place, Hhanastrah's Haven!" a lithe, human man with a triangular goatee exclaims, nodding to Simon. "Have you ever been there?"
Morgan and Simon chuckle for a moment, nudging each other. "Yah, Seb, we've been there."
a lithe, human man with a triangular goatee laughs for a moment and continues his story.
"Well, I ran into these two people, right. One woman and an elf. Well, I try to be all polite to them, you know how I am, I try to make everyone happy. Anyhow, she starts calling me names. Called me Mister Goatee and Mister No Name. Just being really mean, right, and hint around getting my name. But they never asked for my name, and just starting being mean. Well, the elf loses his key, okay, well ... he lost it with good reason, I just wasn't going to give it back, you see. Anyway, I told him not to yell for a guard because they are going to arrest him and---"
"BREATHE BOY!" Morgan yells out, looking to Simon beside him and shaking his head.
"Huh? Whatever. Anyways, he calls for the guard anyway and so guess who shows up. ... Yep, the new girl. That soldier woman. No, not the Captain, the red head. Anyhow, she comes in and says her speech. I asked her if she knew what it was the elf was accusing me of ... and get this ... She said and I quote, 'I get the feeling he is accusing you of taking property from him that is not his.' After that, everything just went black. She knocked one of those orbs out of my hand and then she covered the entire room of Hhanastrah's Haven in smoke and soot. I think the Baroness woman is going to be mad. Anyhow, I'm going to bed. Niiiiiight fellas!"
Morgan and Simon simply look at each other in amusement as a lithe, human man with a triangular goatee walks away, "I gotta do a job with him."
-End Scene-