C.A.R.P.S.

[Kenric Sayne]

*Kenric walks over from the corner he was sitting in*

"You can always count me in Res, I'd be glad to help. I may even be able to get us another set of hands if we need it."

*Kenric glances back to where he was sitting at the Sylvani who was with him."

[Rianna Lindsay]

*Aroura speaks up*

I am also a good tracker, by the way.

[AlexV]

Stag's head pops up from behind a book.

"Olaf. Where have you been! I planned on growing back your arm last week!"

[Edrial]

*the orc nods at Res*
Indeed we have Res, It is me, Edrial. See what happens when you don't look into odd things going on with people quick enough? And besides, I already said I would help you catch your ahem, giant chicken, in our discussion before the winter snows flew for your help in discovering what was going on with me and a way to restore my dwindling vitality. And I think it has become even more important that you look into what is going on with me and what option I may have, as being a sparkly orc is not a life goal of mine.

[Dravec]

"I will not be in town for the next gathering...but if you all need some practice chasing giant chickens, I will start running around outside." Dravec says with a smile.

"I would gladly help you with your task though Res."

[agmundr]

*Agmundr looks up form his drink. *

"Count me in Res, you know I am always up for a good fight."

[Bloodharp]

*Flamyras reclines in a corner with his head down.
"Can you be a little more descriptive of these... 'chickens'? Something tells me that there's more to this than it sounds."

[olaf]

“Left arm stayed behind in Gnome-place, Avoden. Left hand decided to stay with it and keep good company. S’ok, though. Stag will fix. But Olaf not been round for the fixin’ as he find it difficult to stay in one place long. HA! Wrestled bear three miles, 328 yards North by Northwest from here other day. Was fun, so Va help track other bears further to North. But now we back!”

“And chicken chasing? Depends how giant is giant chicken! HA! Both stride and weight increase proportionally with size. Speed go up with stride, go down with weight. What win out in end? WEIGHT! Chicken legs break under load if size increases beyond 6.4 times normal – so can’t be bigger than that. Nearing that size, legs get all fragile under 100 or more pounds of chicken, and it must move careful and slow. Chicken of 3.9 times size be fastest , and that outrun Olaf – at least for little while. Could reach 32.6 miles per hour, but not for long. Olaf eventually catch.”
“But these CHAOS chickens! HA! Who knows what size and speed they can reach?”

[Bloodharp]

*Flamyras stares at Olaf for a moment.

"Olaf... I have to ask, are you feeling alright? Not to be rude or anything but... that was the most intelligent thing I've heard from almost /anyone/ in this town."

[X-GM Snow]

( sorry for the confusion, I'm still Valkren, the account hasn't been changed yet)

*Valkren looks at Olaf, puzzled*

"I... Uhhhh.. If you say so, Olaf."

[olaf]

"Olaf missing arm, but otherwise fine. Lighter and faster now, but no longer smashing things with Hakon - which is very bad."

“Numbers used to confuse Olaf, but at Gnome-place they became as natural as fighting and drinking. Did you know a dozen 12s is 144, but that also contains 16 9s? Is funny because it’s true! HA!”

“But how many 5s? Trick question, becuase 5s don’t fit in 144… unless you *break* them! Then 28.8 5s fit! Olaf like breaking numbers – is like crushing them with Hakon!”

[Daniel Lockheart]

Daniel, who happens to be in the inn at this exact moment and has been around town for a while, looks at his drink, looks at Olaf, looks at his drink, looks at Olaf... pours out his drink. "OK then I didn't think it possible, but clearly I have had to much and need to be cut off."

[Vaanak]

Vaanak sighs. "I just ignore him most of time now."

[olaf]

“Va not understand ’28.8’. (Is 9.6 ‘3’s). She get glassy look when Olaf breaking numbers – same look Olaf get when watching books. So then we go break bears, instead.”

[X-GM Snow]

*Valkren also looks down at his drink, downs it quickly and asks for another*

"Olaf, have you thought of using your new found talent... Productively?"