C.A.R.P.S.

Jenna comes into the Inn, takes out a piece of paper, a nail and hammer, pounds once, farts loudly, and a new notice is up on the wall.

The Alchemist Guild of Midway

This is hereby signifyin that the Alchemist Guild of Midway is now in full operatin mode. If there are anymore buddin alchemists that can pass my entrance exam, come see me about yer membership. Being a member means ya get that 30% tax rate, a fellowship of others that enjoy playing with fluids, and possible teachers fer yer alchemical advancement.

For all those who are more interested in knockin 'em back than whippin 'em up, here is a list of those who can whip em with the best of 'em.

Fergus
Bombour
Daniel Lockheart
Klogg
Head of the Mercenary Company "Red and Black" (hey you, I need yer name again!)

*Kimberlyn, quietly sitting in the Inn meditating, goes through her large pouch and pulls out a few documents. Afer a few moments of looking through them she turns to Jenna.*

If the head of the Red and Black mercenary is the human, his name is Klouce, but I do not have a last name for him.

*Pauses for a moment*

Actually, I am looking to do business with a representative from the alchemist guild for I am in the market for some cure potions.

*Looks around*

Also, if one is around I need to speak to a representative from House Mandalor.

Only have the basics as of now, but I am building quite a supply, perhaps you could step into the back and we could work out something? *indicats a room in the inn.

didn't I talk to you bout joining already? or is there another Jenna who is head of the midway alchemist guild running around.....

or maybe I just thought I talked to you about it.

that's been happening alot with me recently. damn sun stroke..


mmmmmm sand everywhere........

I must go now .... to ... Place..... yeah

*Skit looks over at the piece of paper, tilts his head sideways and looks at it again in the hopes that it will make more sense from a sideways angle. Eventually after looking at the paper from various different angles he will walk back over to the bar and chitter something incomprehensable followed by one word*

Krispie?!?!?!

bombar i doo belive that skit would like one of thous crisped rice treats that you sell, you can put it on my tab. *looks at skit* " is that what you would like?"

*Skit looks over and Kane and then shakes his head affirmative*

* walks off with Kimberlyn to his room and a few minutes later they return.