C.A.R.P.S.

Bob scratches his ears and shoots a dirty look at his mug, "dag that last one struck me deaf... no, no I can still hear myself, shew." Pours another round for Miles with a good matured smile.

No, I didn't get beat up by a wood elf. Or anything else for that matter. I just need some sleep. Had to go help get rid of an undead problem in Tarragon Keep last night. Haven't slept yet.

*Takes a big drink from his glass.*

By the way, I'll probably have a recipe for those toughness potions that you wanted next month. I also need to find a good price on a portable research lab for my potions, too.

Have you heard that Sylas made me Constable of Midway, as well as Legacy?

"Yippee, potions!"

"Labs can just be purchased, I know a guy in ports end who I can get a good deal from. How big of a lab do you need, and are you sure you need it portable...that adds a lot of cost to the price?"

"So...since your constable of two towns, do you get double the pay? If not, you may want to have a knowledgeable, persuasive, and lovable guthrie talk to him about that. I mean, you are doing the work of 2 constables so its only fair."

I'm only looking for a small portable lab (5pp) so I can identify potions when away from town. I don't think I have enough money right now, though. I spent a significant chunk on a larger portable healing lab.

*pauses for another drink*

So far I haven't been given an increase in pay for my constabulary services. I don't really have much to do in Legacy currently. There's very few people still living in the area that would be under my jurisdiction. Come to think of it, Sylas never did pay me for last month. He kept saying something about he'd pay me when the money arrived.

"Well.....have you ever heard the story about Guthrie Claus? Rumor has it he may be paying a visit to midway very soon and you never know what could happen if you leave some goodies our for him.

Come to think of it...I havent seen Guthrie Claus is several years. I hope he isnt mad at me.

Anyway...if you havent heard the story and would like to some time, just let me know and if Guthrie Claus doesnt come through for you, just let me know and I will see if I can talk to my guys in Ports End about a "Special Discount" since you are the Constable of two towns and all."

"I suppose if I am going to be making a trip to Ports end I should inquire if anyone else needs anything while I am there?"

*Looks at Eve, Miles, Rowan, Bob, and Mira*

"Need anything while I am in Ports End?"

bob there is something wrong with my drink its too pale.

i need two really dark ales and some rags for the girl with my sword sticking out of her.

*points to an empty seat*

I think that he knows there is no one in the chair he is just trying to get attention. This is said as she therws her hair back then looks at Miles.

*rowen stops looking drunk and gets a very straight face*



she is there she has blond hair why cant you see her she bleeding every where, stop standing the and get a healer

Bob smiles and pours a extra large dwarven for Rowen.
And a normal one for the phantom by his side.

"Best ta no ask questions and just sling the ale me mammy always say."

Understanding and sadness comes in to Eves eyes. I have a cure potion we can put in her al, that should take the worst of it off. Eve looks at Rowen and says do you know her name?

Bob knowing not what else to do pours another drink for Rowen, "this ones on da house ol'buddy."

*rowen still looking at the empty seat*
*his eyes filling with tears*

i didnt mean to kill you, you just came out of no where. i tryed to save you but i couldnt stop the bleeding.

Looks at Rowen, then to Eve speaks in Sylvani "I always thought he was crazy"

Then looks at Rowen, then back at the chair. He pokes at the air above the chair, where a person would be if someone was sitting there.


Looks back at Eve with a stupid look on his face

Dorian walks up, arms crossed, and with a concerned look on his face and asks

Is he okay?

*rowen hits the table with a heavy hand, and looks at bob*

i am not feeling well i think i should go....hears for my drinks

*rowen tosses a wald on the bar, grabs his swords and his bow, and walks out of the inn. his face a complete blank*