C.A.R.P.S.

[Edrial]

*edrial's smile fades a little*
I am afraid he is going to be away most of this moon. He is currently in Legacy waiting for the essence mages to deal with...an issue. But I have faith that he will be heading back here once that is resolved.
*edrial's smile brightens a bit*
If that means you need someone to camp with there is plenty of space in our camp, assuming of course that none of my other companions would turn away a Sylvani in need.
*his smile growing slightly wicked*
Why I would even offer to share my own tent if need be.

[NPC Sandy]

"It is sad he cannot be here, but I will wait for him. If your companions are agreeable to such an arrangement, then that would be pleasing. However, sharing tents is for married people, yes? And as there is no ring in your hand..."

*She giggles*

[Edrial]

*he shrugs*
I had never known the Sylvani stood on such traditions, but if you do, then I won't press. I have never attached such meaning to an evening of fun.
*still smiling he leans back against the table and flips two coins over to ziggy*
A drink for the fine lady please and one for myself as well please. Good drink and and beautiful lady dancing are some of the better things in life.

[Maka]

*maka laughs at mortimer*

Mortimer made a friend!!

*she reaches over and gives him a pat on the head*

[Barnabas Vulcan]

~Looks over to Res~ Well, since I haven't really heard of you it is difficult to know who you associate with.

~Looks to Feral~ If it is a curse, and it was done by you when you were young, couldn't your elders remove the curse?

[NPC Sandy]

"No, they could not. They themselves were not sure how to remove it. I..am different, yes? And some Silvani marry, but not all."

*She dances*

[Barnabas Vulcan]

~To Daniel~ So,...if it is not a disease, but a curse, is it infectious? Or could she merely be a victim of circumstance? She looks harmless enough, and we do not call those that study animals enough to take on parts of an animal Diseased do we? (Animalism) Just a thought to ponder on...

[AlexV]

Stag walks up to the dancing Feral, looks her up and down, quirks his head to the side, frowns, and walks out the door.

[Maka]

*seeing her dance, Maka gets up and dances too, motioning for mortimer to join*

[NPC Sandy]

"DANCE PARTY!!!"

*Feral claps a beat with her hands, twirling around and humming a tune*

[Res Ipsa]

*Res laughs and slides his glass of ale over to the barkeep*, "Wait, you aren't gonna talk to me and that's a punishment? Let me wipe my eyes dry." *He smirks* I got no love for were-creatures. Seen too many good men killed by'em. You all can be 'polite' to this thing if you want, though personally I think when you get hard up enough anything starts to look good.... even the diseased ones."

"As for me, guess it's like that old song says... 'I got 99 problems...' "

[AlexV]

Stag re enters the inn. Retakes his seat in the corner, and gazes thoughtfully at Feral.

[Maka]

*maka loudly tries to hum whatever feral is humming but obviously has no sense of rhythm or music. she grabs a drink off the table and drinks it while dancing, spilling most of it on herself*

[Kenric Sayne]

*Kenric walks over to Stag and starts whispering, then pauses to address Res*

"As long as she's not a werewolf, I could care less what she turns into."

[Barnabas Vulcan]

Admittedly Res, she has been better conversation with me than you have. ~Shrugs and takes a drink~