C.A.R.P.S.

[GM Evan]

*Vaellar looks up a Yvette appears to be thinking for a moment then smiles at her.*

"Well, I do believe I heard this one when my grandfather told me the tale of a young Guthrie rogue who was hired by some dwarves to help get some treasure from a dragon. Let me see if I can remember just what I have in my pocket and that may help me think of the answer.

Hmmm...very fishy this riddle is.....very fishy indeed!

My memory seems to have failed me, I surrender to your wit and acknowledge that I know owe you training in the wizardly arts for you have bested me in the game of riddles!"

*Vaellar continues to smile as he looks over at Lochlain and winks*

[Lochlainn]

*Looks over at Vaellar and just shakes his head.*

[Dorian]

Dorian walks up sets at the bar again, seeing that Vaellar winked Dorian looks and asks

does your eye need healing it seems to me that you have a twitch.

[GM Evan]

*Looks at Dorian somewhat confusedly, then smiles and runs towards Lochlain*

"Can you heal me...I think I may have the caught a case of the necromantic plague known as winkitis?!?!?!?!"

[Dorian]

Dorian looks at the Guthrie with a confused look.