C.A.R.P.S.

Res sidles into a chair at the inn and glares at Ziggy for a moment, before waving at him, "Hey, Barkeep, gimme an ale and keep'em coming. I'm waiting for somebody."

*edrial walks in and looks around, then heads over and sits at the table with res*
I was wondering if you were even still alive, been a bit since I have seen you around. By the by, that was one weird as way of delivering a message.

*Res is slouched back into his seat with his feet up on the chair next to him. He shrugs and motions to the barkeep*, "Hey... barkeep... give me friend here an ale too!"


"Yeah" He says, grinning as he turns his attention back to Edrial, "I'm still ironing out the kinks on it, but it looks like it got the job done right?" He pauses to take a swig of his ale, then continues, "So whadya think? Got something for me to look at? Favor for a favor is nice and clean, and most importantly... tax free!"

*a squeeky high pitched voice comes from behind the bar just out of sight in response to res*

whats the magic woooooord! *snicker*