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[kiz_paws]

And if Kiz wants some to make berry wine shes more that welcome to help herself!

Oh, I was so hoping that you'd offer! Many thanks, I'll be on it at once...

**the others sincerely hope that she has a good strong churn and not stomp the berries with her bare feet as she had done in the past**

**winks**

Oh, the food is totally scrumptious, Niamh! Ye've outdone yourself yet again!

**kiz tries to be dainty, but to no avail** :D

[Pendragon]

[Moby Dave, spying on them through the dimensional window.] Hah! Methinks it be a grand thing that friend Friar Pentuck left when he did. He would hae cleaned out th' table afore noaw, the silly great lump!

[andave_ya]

Here ye go! Wild blackberry tart with lavender honey and chestnuts atop! Now, i'm seriously hungry *eyes table* ooooh!!!!

[Nightshade]

*munching on tart* This really is deeeeeeelious .....so what are we going to do next? Capture the castle hold up some highway men, steal kilted drinking fund just to see him turn red in anger? bury robin...where is Robin anyways?

[Niamh]

Well we already buried Robin and i've already robbed Kilteds drinking money, soooo....... How about we raid a castle?

[kathycf]

I would love to raid a castle...as soon as the dishes are washed so I can have my throwing plates clean again. ;)

[Niamh]

Better get some food into me first! Need all the strength i can muster!:p *Niamh starts piling food onto her plate. So much it starts to over flow!*
Hum maybe moby dave can eat some of this! Bad case of eyes bigger than stumach.!:D

[andave_ya]

what d'ye have fer me to do?

[Niamh]

Concoct some sleeping potion and some poison?

[Nightshade]

Good idea :nod: *rubs hands together* and Imm going to find sticks so we can build a horse.... or thats been done how about a cow, Im sure theyll want a cow after all weve all their live stock :D

[Niamh]

Good idea :nod: *rubs hands together* and Imm going to find sticks so we can build a horse.... or thats been done how about a cow, Im sure theyll want a cow after all weve all their live stock :D

:lol: sounds like a plan and a half!

[Hyatt07]

This is awesome.

[andave_ya]

your wish is my command, Niamh. Extract of valerian mixed with milk takes care of the sleeping potion, what strength'd ye want fer the poison?
And....perhaps we ought to ask Friar Pentucken's blessin' afore we leave? Just as sort of safekeeping, like?

[Nightshade]

*stubles back under a pile of sticks* cough you know these are reeeeeeeeeeeeally heavy do you think someone could lend a hand?

[Niamh]

I have but two hands but they are here to help!

[andave_ya]

as are mine. Here, let me have some. What are they for?

[kilted exile]

I could offer a hand but I'm not inclined to so I'll lend a foot instead. **Sticks out foot behind Night thereby sending her sprawling and her stick pile all over the place**:p

**Edit** Ok, now wheres my money?

[Pendragon]

[Moby opens the dimensional window a crack.] Pst. Andave? Ye maun loike this, but be careful o' it! Me cousin, Th' Midgaurd Serpent, hae th' most deadly poison ever, they say it be written that e'en Thor will die frae it at Göttdamerung, and he a full-born God. Mortals willnae hae a chanst will they? Hee-hee. Nae, lass, gae that look out o' yer eyes, naow, I wouldnae gae it tae ye if I could be killed by it, take me frae a fool? http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/dragfire.gif

[andave_ya]

why, the thought nivver crossed my mind! It was merely a bit of...professional interest. That's all. So now, dragon, I've done my research and *defy*you (as much as a (stupid)person can defy a dragon) to read my mind on this one. And thank ye kindly for thinking of me, and thank your cousin for me. So strong hm? Is there a way to dilute it, say? If I din't want it quite so strong? how fast does it work?

[Nightshade]

I could offer a hand but I'm not inclined to so I'll lend a foot instead. **Sticks out foot behind Night thereby sending her sprawling and her stick pile all over the place**:p

**Edit** Ok, now wheres my money?

Owwww.... how are we going to raid and capture a castle without sticks? And I dont know where your money is I think I fed some of it to the geese to see if it would encourage them to lay me some golden eggs. hasnt worked so far but I can allways hope.

Or you could come lend a hand or two and refill your coffers of gold with what we raid from the castle, I hear they have quite a treasure trove:nod:.

[kilted exile]

Well I suppose seeing as you've all been left in the lurch by your (in)glorious leader I could help out a bit.

[Pendragon]

[Moby Dave...mentally to Andave] Dilute? Dinnae ken, Luv. Gae me a second, mind. [Contact is broken] Well, I'm back. Bloody cheek of me cousin. He laughed at me. Ye'll not have opened the jar? Dinnae let it touch yer skin; a speck and ye are gone. Middy says that jar will kill nigh on 100,000 mortals. Ye maun want to gae 'er back. Should've niver trusted yon Lindwurm. If I dinnae know he'll get his at Göttdamerung as well as Thor, I'd try taking 'im on mesel'.

[andave_ya]

100,000! *digs out the bottle from one of her pockets and hands it to him hurriedly* take it and welcome! I'll not use it for the world. Great seasons! Where in Heaven's name did it come from? Can ye possible disengage him of it's history? and why d'ye not trust him? he's your cousin, isn't he?

[Pendragon]

[Moby Dave, still using Dragon telepathy to talk to Andave] Where dae it come frae? Well, 'tis me cousin's breath liguified. Aye, it be written that Thor shall perish frae that very breath. His hammer will dae a grand job on me cousin's head. Well, cousin twice removed. He's actually Loki's kid ye ken. Got a great wolf name of Fenris frae a brother, and a half-dead, evil faced frost giant sister called Hela. She's a tough 'un. Lives in Nifleheim, and few can survive e'en a glimpse. So, I'll take the bottle back and, well, dash it all, a dragon hates tae gae up gold but here, take this chest. [Grumbles under his breath] Sponser ye anyroad, Good bye. [Moby vanishes as the door between world shuts with a bang!] http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/dragon_with_orb.gif

[andave_ya]

*blushes* I can't thank ye enough for the funds, Master Moby Dave, we Merryfolk'll make good use of it! Well naow, I must tell ye, I saw that Hela once! oooh, I shiver to think on it! It was in a dark forest glade on the side of a big mountain, I was gathering some herbs for some potions when I heard a thundering noise that struck fear inta my heart! The sheer volume of it! I fell to my knees and cowered in fear! Finally the noise stilled and I opened my eyes. oh heavens! a foot soled in a deerskin leather rested beside my head. I looked up and saw a face and that's all I remember till I came to in a cave with some friendly folk tending to me. *shivers* I dinnae think of it very often but it was a long while afore I felt comfortable alone!

[Niamh]

Here... sorry to cut your exciting staring match and all that but... I think we might need help getting nightie out from all those sticks. Kilted aint nought but a trickster... which would explain why he's here... but...anyways he's still a trickster with out any drinking money!:lol: Anyone fancy going to Kiz's local tavern and havin a few jars, looking suspicious in the corner while we plan our next move?

[andave_ya]

oop! quite right, quite right. sorry about the delay, Night (may I call you that?) *starts picking up sticks* are you hurt? A tankard of ale should set ye ta rights if ye are.

I thought everyone wanted to go for some ale?

[Niamh]

Still waiting on the otheres to appear! where they all go to!

[kiz_paws]

Was attendin' to a weddin', I was. The ale is a-chillin' as ye speak...

[andave_ya]

I didn't slip them anything, I promise.

[Niamh]

the more you say that, the more suspicious you make me...:goof:

[andave_ya]

tchk! well, I did give Moby Dave his Lindwurm poison back! 100,000 people and Thor's head into the bargain! Besides, ye all are trustworthy folk!

Err, incidentally, who's the treasurer round here? I need to give yon chest of gold from Moby Dave to him.

[kiz_paws]

Speak ye quietly 'bout the treasure.... the walls have ears, ya know.... :eek:

[andave_ya]

*whispering* Should I vote myself treasurer? :p

[kilted exile]

**Swings by on light fixture/chandelier swipes treasure chest while passing and scarpers off again quick as a flash**

[Niamh]

Nice one! There goes the funds! How we gonna pay fo' de's winks 'ow! im dot nunk!

[andave_ya]

sorry my friend, I took preventative measures. Kiz did warn me, arter all!
*smiles as kilted exile drops from the chandeliers onto a mat of leaves placed conveniently under him.* Granted, I don't slip anything into Merryfolk food but I did protect the chest. I'm not the eccentric doc lady for nothing! Tie him up till the Captain arrives to dispense justice, he'll wake soon enough! :lol:

[Niamh]

Uh i forgot about that hole!

[kilted exile]

well that was clever, now you do realise as soon as I get out of hear I'll be crushing your bones to make my bread right?

[Niamh]

Tut tut Kilted! Threatning a bunch of girls! have you no shame! Moby!

[SleepyWitch]

where's our Robin? haven't seen him around lately.. .. well, I haven't been around too much recently myself, so maybe that's why?

[Niamh]

No he aint been around in ages! Probably wooing some damsel!

[kilted exile]

threatenin'? who's threatnin, I'm promisin'

And as far as your captain dispensing justice - HA, I doubt he could get a vending machine to dispense a can of coke.

[Bakiryu]

Could I have an arrow? *pokes self by mistake* ow!

[Niamh]

threatenin'? who's threatnin, I'm promisin'

And as far as your captain dispensing justice - HA, I doubt he could get a vending machine to dispense a can of coke.

You want another run in with Moby Dave! Bave words my kilted chara!:sick:

[andave_ya]

Not to mention, we dinna have a vending machine! or coke!

[andave_ya]

or, at any rate, people. I thought we were going to raid a castle? Poison, and sleeping potion were prescribed and made?....Come now, all, are ye all abed? Lazy lot. :p

[Niamh]

*Adya looks to table in Inn and sees that all her comrades have falling into a drunking slumber. She begins to wonder if she accidently put sleeping potion in the drink.*
New shovel....*snore* shinny...Big hole...hummmm....*snore*

[andave_ya]

*taken aback* oops! Did I do somethin? and forget? I canna remember. Well, this ought to help. *takes out a large horn* on the count of three now....

[kiz_paws]

Kizzo scurries away cupping hands to head, which sends tray of empty mugs crashing to the floor...

[kilted exile]

Blasting on a horn is not way to wake people from a drunken stupor. I happen to know an excellent way to do it, and if you let me out of this hole.........

[andave_ya]

all right, the treasure's safe. Here, give me your hand. And don't try any tricks, I've got my eyes on you!

[kiz_paws]

ROBIN!! ROBIN, I SAY! **Kiz_Paws hollered and hollered, but to no avail. **

WATCH HIM, Adya! He's a slippery one, he is!

[Niamh]

Whatta doin!*grabs her shovel, and grips it tightly* Try anything off bucko, and you'll be getting ta know me showel...;)
We are gona go raid the keep. Diya think ye can play nice and help a few wee lasses? yer the only lad here see'n as Robin appears to have gone awol.

[kilted exile]

Help some damsels in distress? Why of course m'lady I am nothing if not a shining light of chivalry **wicked grin**

[Niamh]

Adya, you got any veritaserum? mabye we should get some truths before we let him out.

[andave_ya]

*chuckles* Aye, I daresay I can supply that. *digs out bottle from one of her innummerable pockets hidden about her person* VERITAS SERUM.
Would you like to do the honors?

[Niamh]

Be my guest Adya! you'd know what to do better than me!:lol:

[kilted exile]

See you try and be nice and what happens? Some broad tries to pour some potion down yer throat :lol:

[andave_ya]

Tchk! Are you making fun of my potion? It tastes very nice, so there. .....

Oh, all right, what d'ye think Niamh, should we be nice little Merryfolk and let him off without truth serum? Don't let it be said old Andya isn't soft-hearted. :p What'd'ye want ta ask him anyway?

[Niamh]

go on then adya. Give him a hand up. But i'm warning ye. Any mischief and it wont be an empty hole you'll end in!
Want a pint kilted? as a peace offerin.

[andave_ya]

Consider your warning taken to heart! But ye dinna really think he'll do anything do ye? I mean, the treasure's safe till we need it (I won't spend it on mysterious potions, I promise) and we're alert and ready?

[kiz_paws]

I think that a good grip on said shovel is in order here. Now if any be wantin' some ale, I'd be happy to oblige ye! **eyes Kilted warily**

[andave_ya]

I do believe I'll have some please. Your very finest, Mizz kizz. :p

[RobinHood3000]

I'll have the same, Kiz! :D

[Niamh]

Ah Robin yer back! We bin plannin a raid. you up for it?

[RobinHood3000]

Always. :cool:

[Pendragon]

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{Friar Pentuck pops into view, walking backwards and hiccupping dreadfully} No, no, Moby, old fellow! Couldn't possibly stay another *hic* second. Oh, hi Robin, yer Highness! *Hic* I was--I was just telling old Moby Dave, *Hic*, you remember our Dragon buddy, that I hadn't seen you for a while, and what does that fire-breathing salamander do? *Hic* He pops open one of those dimensional portals and shoves me through! So here I am. But by our Lady, I best sleep a while, hic, before I can tend to any business. Never drink with dragons! Whew! Oh my head! Pentuck passes out

{Moby Dave sticks his head through the portal} Salamander, am I? Here, have a hot foot, you fat pig of a priest! http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/dragfire.gif

[kilted exile]

Yes, thats a good idea. you lot all go raid a castle, but I suppose someone'll have to miss out on the fun to keep an eye on the treasure. I guess seeing as I'm likely the most capable person for that task. Dont worry it'll all be sitting right here when you get back.............

[Pendragon]

{Moby Dave sticks his head back in:} Aye, that she will noaw, won't she mate?

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Nay, don't bother. Ye've nae got a weapon that can harm me. G'wan wit yer raid. Nae tricks here. Someone gae ol' Pentuck tae bed? Shouldnae drink Dragon Absinthe, auld rotter. Hee-hee-hee.

[andave_ya]

erm....You two don't even know where I put it? Maybe Moby Dave does though. Do ye? I'd better tell you. It's hidden *whispers to Moby* Got that?

[kiz_paws]

**Kiz_paws returns with a tray of the finest ale available to the Merryfolk**

Don't be leavin' just yet, we must celebrate Robin's timely return!

Mind your celebratin' though -- methinks that Kilted is waiting for his moment.... **looks at the smiling Kilted and wonders...**

[Niamh]

naw! I think our Andya has those eyes of hers on him!
I'll have a mead if you are offern'!
*Pen tuck pushes himself to a sitting position and looks at Kiz, holding has canter for more ale!*http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q268/niamhking/smilies/smilies-4.gif
*then falls out cold again*
Aye, I think auld Moby Dave is right. Think auld pentuck needs to be brought home, but i fear me might not be able to shift him. A drunkin man is always harder to lift than a sober one. You got any blankets for 'im Kiz?

[Pendragon]

http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Monk_walks.gif Wha...? Oh, back in th' Forest. Drunk? Nay maid, I 'aven't drin binking, *hic*, medicinal purposes only, ye know. What were wrong wi' me? Why I was athirst, ye would deny a man drink? *hic*

{Moby Dave in Loud Stage Whisper} What were it yer good book hae t' say about liars, mate? Care t' taste a bit o' thet brimstane naow, and gae used tae it?

Pentuck sobers considerably Nay, old friend, a reminder is enow, and more than enow. {Makes the sign of the cross while murmuring a prayer} I best be off t'bed and reco-- that is be fresh for chapel in the morn. Bless ye all.

{Moby Dave laughs} Auld sod is an awful hypocrite at times, but he is gang right in 'is soul for all that.

[kiz_paws]

Think auld pentuck needs to be brought home, but i fear me might not be able to shift him. A drunkin man is always harder to lift than a sober one. You got any blankets for 'im Kiz?
"I do at that. " **clucking the good Miz Kizz heads to the backroom for said blankets**

"Hope that he doesn't find them itchy"!! **giggles**

[Niamh]

Pentuck, Kiz has gone to get you some blankets. Why dont you go and reast on the bench by the fire instead of trying to find your way back home in your sta... i mean... in the dark.

[andave_ya]

'Ere, take this, it ought to help. It's not Jeeves' -- I mean, it's my own special recipe. Ought to put him to rights right quickly. :)

[kiz_paws]

A tired body rests in the bench by the fire. Mizz Kizz has arrived with a heap of the best woolen blankets the tavern has to offer, albeit, the itchiest....

A loud snore buzzes from the bench, and Andya desperately tries to offer sustenance...

[andave_ya]

*looks up blearily* "I can't do anything with him! He's stone cold out! Unless Moby Dave does something...."

[Pendragon]

{Moby Dave from one of his unusual transdemisional doorways} "Ere naow? Wit th' devil is-- oh. 'Ang on a moment.

{Reapears oddly in the air above the prone Frair Pentuck, and seems to have opened a door in the shelter itself} Andyave, gae 'im aboot thrae drops o' this in a cup o' water. Next time 'e draps in, I gang lock up thae Absinthe. Cain't handle th' stuff at all.

Thet all ye need at th' moment?

{Pentuck leaps up from the couch coughing violently} Be you trying to posion me, maid? Wheew! Faith that would bring the dead back to life! I need a drink!

{Moby Dave leans down to glare at the monk.} Ye need some wather, and naething more thaan wather frae thrae days. Dinnae I warn ye aboot yon absinth?

{stammering} But it were only a taste or three, my fine Dragon friend...

{blowing fire} Ye'll taste brimstane afore yer time if ye no do whae I say. Lass, {To Andyave} Call me if he mis behaves mair. Fare ye well.

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[RobinHood3000]

And THAT'S how we know Friar Pentuck belongs among us Merry Men!!

[andave_ya]

Whoop! Isn't it the truth, naow? [Aside] Thank ye kindly for your aid, Moby Dave, again.

[Pendragon]

{Frair Pentuck, grumbling} All very well and good, I'm sure, man can't even have a bit o'ale, uh, er, that is to say, Robin, glad to have thee back, I do hope the Dragon doesn't disturb thee, he is on our side, actually. {Grimices and rubs a burned foot}. I will have taken a three day vow of abstainence from strong drink, for my health's sake, ye might say.

[RobinHood3000]

Fair enough, Fair Friar - how about some watered down wine, then??

[Niamh]

eh... Robin do ye think that is wise after the state he's just ben in? can we go an raid? i've got itchy fingers for some shovel swinging! feel sorry for anyones head that gets in the way!:brow: ;) :p

[Pendragon]

Waterd down! Watered DOWN! Uh, er, no, no. Water, water is all I can-- er, that is, I must think of my health Robin. Three, three days, only water.

{Moby Dave, popping in} Aye, ye nae will cheatm naether! Ye'll be Robin Hood? Mae pleasurrre, Sair. The Lass there hae a whiste tae call frae me. {Explodes sudddenly in firey laughter} Ye think, ye'd like fried Friar, if he cheats on mae?

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[Niamh]

*gulps* fried Friar? Nay! cant have that now! best be sober Friar! Tis three days! and sure we'll help!

[kiz_paws]

Right... then water t'is

**pitchers of water a-plenty are readily available**

Mizz Kizz has rounder than usual eyes...

Hmmmm.... three days, ye say...

[andave_ya]

Thank you kindly, Mizz Kizz. Ah, nothing like water to quench a thirst! *looks around warily* Aren't ye going to gang up on me fer sich a statement?

[Pendragon]

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{Moby Dave, aside to himself} Dae th' auld fool guld tae lay off tae drrink frae thrae days. Hee-hee-hee. Guld it bae, they dinnae ken, I wouldnae harm a hair on yon tonsurred haid. Love the auld duck, bae 'e maun lairn tae lay off mae Absinthe. He nae hae a stomach lining loike untoo mae aune.

{Aloud} I best be aun mae way. Guld-bae. {Vanishes as if a door closes}

[andave_ya]

How are ye doin', Friar Pen? It's been three days now, and ye seem to be doin' well?

[Pendragon]

I be doing fine, thank thee very much, though my head still swims a bit. You have a nip or three of brandy, for medicinal purposes, lass, I will not be guzzling the ale and things, just a bit o' brandy. By the Saints, that Dragon's flagon should be impounded by the authorities, tis nigh death for mortals to drink from it.

[Looks ruefully at a half-empty bottle of brandy] Ah, well. Nay, lass, this will do. I must learn to warch myself. Tottle on now.

Anya exits. Pentuck watches her go, and pulls two more bottles from under his bed. Ah, I wonder if any one else will check on my health. Good collection of brandy now. Hee-hee-hee.

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[RobinHood3000]

Cheers, mate!! The next shipment will be passing through the woods on Thursday, so pace yourself!!

[andave_ya]

Has everybody had a nice nap?

[Niamh]

*niamh stumbles into view holding her head* What happened? My head feels like i've been wolloped in the head with a branch! I'll i remember is after the last raid, i was leaving my tunnel, a bag of treasure on me back and then..Bam! i wake up, with me head in a pile of leaves, lying beside an empty bottle of scotch and no bag on me back!

[The Bookinator]

*quietly sips water*
. . .What? Why is everybody looking at me like that?

. . .

Thirsty? *offers cup*

[Pendragon]

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Pentuck enters carefully so as to appear perfectly sober.

Has there been an assult on the lass there, and her robbed here in our own greenwood, and none feel need to bestir themselves and find out who these detestible knaves and hooligans be? Fie, tis not like the Merryfolk to allow such to a strager passing through our wood, by our lady, far less on of our own. Are any going to stand by the code of the forest, good Robin, as brave hearts and true, or shall I call an avenger who will not stop until the harm be revenged? Shall I call for Moby Dave and let a Dragon Lord loose again in our greenwood?

Pentuck has swayed at first in his stance, but by the end of his speech the fire is in his eyes and the drink gone from his voice.

Am I to have an answer?

[Nightshade]

*Night runs into view with an angry goose under her arm* I did it! I did it!!

The goose finally laid golden eggs no shell be the perrrrrrfec' bait for a trap or 2 sont you my dear

OW! there was no need to bite me Jemima!

[andave_ya]

Whoop! Friar, tis a right stirring speech and no mistake. But, I was rather of the opinion that...there might be a wee bit of forgetfulness on the part of the lass? After all, a hard days work deserves a little bit of rest and pleasure?

[Pendragon]

Pentuck eyes Andave coldly

Can the lass not speak for herself? Come then, were you assulted or no? I have heard much of late about my lying about drunken, and mayhap I have slipped a time or three. But if any wish to speak to me about my sad habits now, face to face as it were, there sill be strength in these arms and skill in my sword!

A crowd of Merryfolk have gathered to watch the angry Friar

I thought not. Brave behind my back ye may be, to my face, ye remember me well enow. But come lass, were ye assulted or no? But soft a moment...bottle o' scotch, did ye say? Woozy are ye? Can't recall nothing, feel like a whallop on the head?

Pentuck's grey eyes narrow

Tis thee I should whallop! Ye speak of me lying about drunken! This lass has not been assulted, she has the hangover from too much drink! And here I get all fired up and ready to do battle for ye! Here, someone, a mug of ale, but only one. And get her t'bed so she can sleep it off. Humpf! I could have used a good battle too. Got my blood stirring!

[Niamh]

aye i was attacked, make no mistake of it. Surely you can see the dry blood in my hair from where the fiend hit me. But i want no fuss. Be still Friar, i'm alive and thats all that matters. Leave moby Dave to his slumber. Eventually the coward will turn up. For surely i'll recognise my own plunder. There was a nice golbet there was. Was gonna give it to yonder charcoal burners so they could have a decent meal and a good rest in an inn.
now if someone could get me a damp clath and a bowl of water, i'd like to wash the blood from my hair, and tend to my wound.*sits a on log and picks up the empty bottle of scotch* They obviously thought they'd murdered me and had a drink to celebrate their luck at my bag of treats.

[andave_ya]

My, Miss Niamh, why didn't ye come see me!

*beckons her over*

Sit on this stool, now, and drink some of this stuff, it'll make your headache gang away. I'm going to heat some water and add some herbs to it and comb that stuff out of your head. I rather doubt Scotch is good for hair tonic!

[Niamh]

Tis not my bottle of scotch. I believe it may have been left behind by the fiend who did thist to me. Shame... could have left me a drop so i could block out the pain!:p

[kilted exile]

Ok, that truth serum should've worn off by now. So its back to underhanded mischief;)

First up is the small matter of interest owed by Miss Night


You know we charge interest for monies taken from that fund, but I'm kinda shylockish about it in as much as I'd far prefer to exact pain instead of get the money back :)



And when should we be expecting payment, the way I figure it I must be due a stackload of gold/ale/ or flesh

[Jane Jane]

Well this is a fine thing I have stumbled into!. A leisurely walk through a rather lush and green forest in me best Forest Green velvet and lace gown and just like that I hear a zing and when I take my lovely hat with the ostrich plume off me head what do I see then? An arrow that's what, stickin in. A mere fraction of an inch and I'd be standing above the earth.
And just who in fact was that rather portly gentleman who came puffin round the corner said something like 'bless you' or was it bless him.....
and then a scream and a dead chicken fell from somewhere high up in the tree.Another arrow.
And worst was that a sweet lad of about eighteen came running by just now politely asking if I had seen a chicken, it was his beloved pet Agnes and he wanted to collect her and take her home for supper.
I merely looked at him as if I were a foreigner and did not speak anything other than Gaelic and when he left I retrieved the dead chicken from under the tall grasses I was sittin next to and buried it.
What on earth is going on?
I'm tired and hungry and have lost my way. Where in fact am I then?

[Pendragon]

Bless Me, Lass, but if you are not going to eat yon chicken, I think I'll be taking it back. Nay, the Good Book doth say nothing going into a man defiles him, it comes out in the dross... Asides, the dirt is only on the feathers, and ol' Pentuck will pluck this bird and singe 'er, and boil up supper. Welcome t'join me, you look hungry.

This is Sherwood Forest, home of Robin Hood and the Merryfolk. Come on, come on don't sit there like you don't understand plain English. I've traveled in your part of the world and I know you understand me. Lesse, I have a bottle o' Claret stashed away. Chicken and Claret. Sound good?

[Niamh]

I hope you aint intending to drink some of that Claret Friar? Have you forgotten what happened that last time, or do i need to get a large fire breathin' dragon to appear to remind ya?
*Taking bloody rag from her head as Adya, continues to prepare some bandages. Spots the Sneaky Scot hovering towards the newcomer with a cheeky grin on his face and glares suspiciously at him. Whats that shiny gold thing in his back pocket?*
Your more than welcome to join us for some good grub of chicken and what not. Plenty of food to go around.

[andave_ya]

*pauses from bandage-making to glare fiercely at the friar and shake her fist at him*

I still have my antidote ready!!

[kilted exile]

Cheeky? Me? surely you are thinking of someone else, maybe your wonderful leader, who seems to have abandoned you all again. Cant have that now can we? No, not at all. If you just follow me over here I'm sure I can sort things


****OFF TOPIC**** Why do I feel like the serpent in the Garden of Eden?:lol: ****

[Niamh]

****OFF TOPIC**** Why do I feel like the serpent in the Garden of Eden?:lol: ****

Thats because it think you may have put yourself in that character!:p

[Pendragon]

Pentuck shivers and makes the sign of the cross Nay, now Miss Niamh, ye'll not be calling Moby Dave on me, so get your hand off that silver whistle! Asides, he said three days on water, and three days it were. You can't have poultry without the correct wine, and I'm only having it with my meal. Moby doesn't want me drunken, and so I shan't be. You just want some yourself, and faith, lass, 'tis a big enough bottle. Took it from the Archbishop's place. More a great jar like than a bottle. Hah! You'll get your share! http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/Monk_walks.gif

[Niamh]

Humm... I'll only be satisfied if your share happens to be in the sauce Pentuck.

[Pendragon]

Sauce? Oh, aye, saucey you are, indeed to a man of the cloth! But, get your fingers off that silver whistle! Aye, in t'sauce... Mutters under his breath: "Sauce" can mean several things when it comes to drink, lass. Hee-heh. Sauce. Yes. Yes."

[Niamh]

I heard that old man! Are you trying to make me blow the whistle eh?;) I'll show ya some sauce! *shakes fist!*

[Pendragon]

Well, if we stand here arguing, M'lady, this chicken won't cook itself. And you must admit ol' Pentuck to be one of Sherwood's better Chefs. I'm told we have a brace o' grouse, a pheasant, and three ducks as well as four more chickens for me to deal with. And others have donated Claret as it is the perfect wine for poultry, for sauce and for aperitif. I must attend to my cooking.

Why don't you try to make this silent lass at home? She pretends to no English, and you speak other languages, do you not? She laughed at my French. I’m more than a trifle rusty... I think she speaks Gaelic.

[Jane Jane]

Niamh darling, you seem a comely and straightforward lass, and since I am quite confused and hungry enough to eat the Sheriff's hand if he doth cross my path, I shall pull myself up and follow you wherever you go.
Now this Robinhood fellow, are you talking young Robin of Loxley then who seems to have disappeared after pinning a loud mouthed ruffian with his arrow and then fleeing to parts unknown?
Why I know some of his kith and kin. I hope he can cook a sheep or ox as well as his dear aunt Elspeth.
Well let us away then dear girl, I am faint from hunger.

[opynicus]

Tell me you haven't chosen another Marian yet?

[RobinHood3000]

Guess who's back? :cool:

[Niamh]

Robin! and Where have you been?

[kilted exile]

now then birdy, lets be having none of your nonsense;)

[Niamh]

Supposed to be the leader of this... pack... thing and he goes off galivanting and doesnt even let a sinner know!

[kilted exile]

Yes, disgraceful behaviour from a leader & then theres the giving away of the ill gotten gains - I'd mutiny myself......

[Virgil]

Guess who's back? :cool:

New avatar. I see you now wear balck. Has college transformed you from a good guy hero to a villain? :p

[Niamh]

We've been through this before my kilted... eh... friend. Thats the point of this gang! Rob from the rich and give to the poor.
Although somethings suggests that ye may have a stash? Is it mutiny? or are you merely thinking of fleeing with your booty? :goof:

[kilted exile]

If memory serves Nighty used my stash to buy material to make our leed-er some fancy new green tights. Seriously who can respect a guy wearing bright green tights?:lol:

[Niamh]

*cunningly smirks and looks down at kilteds legs. there is a slight flash from her fairy eyes* Well i must say. The green tights thing seems to be catching on. They look good on you! *she grins*

[Chava]

*Backs Niamh up* "Very manly, green tights that is."

[Niamh]

For you all!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0lUjhEHlh7s

[andave_ya]

*sidles up* green tights??

[RobinHood3000]

New avatar. I see you now wear balck. Has college transformed you from a good guy hero to a villain? :p
Oh, I was always a bit of a blackguard, I just wear it on my sleeve now. :cool:

How about you all? How has everyone fared in my very temporary absence?

[opynicus]

Miserably, at least in regards to myself. How goes it in the Forest?