C.A.R.P.S.

[olaf]

Olaf hears someone speaking loudly outside and slams down his ale.

"That had better not be a mage about to cast evil upon this town."

Then he smiles and grabs up Hakon.

"Then again, might be fun if it is!"

With maul in one hand and the twins in the other, he barrels out the door.

[Sir Llyshon]

*It is dark outside the inn. On the far side of the field, a human-looking shape paces back and forth. When it turns towards you, you can just make out the face of a young woman by the flickering of the lantern she is holding. She walks to and fro, looking worried, and calling out in a loud voice, "Escribol! Escribol!"

[Daniel Lockheart]

Daniel clearly shaken from his work by the words being spoken outside the inn leaps from the bench and screams "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Jack or someone silence this woman at once! NO OLAF don't harm her just shut her up in a non-harmful way!!!
How is this even possible. What are the odds that history could so mirror itself in this way unless!? Be careful! She may not be what she appears. Check her for necromancy someone at once. We must silence her and stop her from saying that name before it's too late.

[Kreed]

*Adoven, Seeing the look of pure horror on Daniel's face, Leaps into action*

"I'm on it"

*Adoven runs, very quickly, to her, and says*

"Please! Stop!"

[Kreed]

(As he runs, you seem him casting some manner of spell, but you can't tell exactly what it is)

[pirateking89]

"And that, my potential mage-in-training friends, is why you don't teleport around like an ass and waste your power. You'll never have it when you need it." Cudar laughs as the elf sprints out of the inn.

[Kreed]

*Adoven reaches the girl, still pleading with her to be quiet, you can see him keeping his distance*

[agmundr]

*Agmundr walks out of the inn once he notices what is happening. He than rushes over to help contant the girl. He looks at Daniel and shurg his shoulders.*

"Your call Daniel what would you like for me to do?"

[olaf]

"Not hurt?! Then how is Olaf to shut her up? Olaf just be louder!"

He breaks out into a northern song, waking the twins and causing them to wail along.

"THROUGH THE SNOW SO DEEP,
DO THE FROST-FANGS CREEP,
LOOKING ALL AROUND,
FOR CHILDREN TO REAP!"

[Sir Llyshon]

*As you get closer, you can clearly see it is a young woman, poorly dressed. She looks very, very frightened at the sudden attention, and looks uneasily at Olaf as he starts singing loudly*, "Please... please... don't hurt me... " *she says to the elf*, "I'm just looking for my cat, Escribol. Have you seen him? It's very late and I need to find him. My parents will be worried if I don't come home soon."

[Kreed]

No, I have not seen your cat, but my friend would very much like it if you stopped shouting that name... Where was the last place you saw it?

[Sir Llyshon]

*The woman tilts her head to one side and raises her voice so she can be heard over Olaf's singing*, "I'm sorry... what did you say about my cat's name? It's hard to hear you over the singing... his name is Escribol." *She frowns at the barbarian, then looks back to the elf* "ESCRIBOL IS HIS NAME... HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? HE'S A LOVELY WHITE CAT AND SO RARE... THAT'S WHY WE NAMED HIM ESCRIBOL."

[Kreed]

No, I haven't seen him... I'll keep a look out if you please stop shouting.

*Adoven turns to Olaf and shouts*

Olaf! If you don't stop singing, I'm going to make Hakon very, VERY lonely.

[agmundr]

*Agmundr turns as he face get very dark, and his eyes narrow down at Adoven. An with the snarl the creeps out of the back of his throat. It sounds very animal like as he wheels around toward him.*

"I would not make the promise if I were you feind! An I would think about your tone long ear!

*Agmundr cracks his neck and start to pull his two-handed sword off his back.*

[dier_cire]

Now, lady and, I use the term loosely, gentlemen... Why don't you all go back to your drinking which you seem to have quite successfuly worked on, and let me handle this dear woman's cat? I'm sure Edrick and I will have it squared away without squabble or drink smashing.

Either that or we can end up in a brawl and this lady will think we're all crazy and run off continuing to shout her cat's name.

*glides over to the lady*

Miss, can you give me some specific details of your cat? coloration, eye color, or a collar perhaps? I already know his name so you needn't repeat it anymore.