Krine : Marvelous, well enjoy yourself.

Kadis (Bartender): I like her.

Krine : Me too, she seems fun.

*Looks at the hobbit sizing him up a bit then looks at the others. She stands with a smile* A Glass of rum for everyone. *Takes a swig*

Kadis : Yes ma'am!

*Kadis happily goes to the back and sees if he can get rum out of this confounded thing. He eventually walks out into the main room handing out Rum.*

Kadis : On the house in honor of my friend Krine the Man-Wolf Alpha!

Krine : If I didn't have fur, I'd be blushing.

**The hobbit smiles.**

We need music Kadis!

**He then looks at the female human with the bottle of rum before looking at the three man wolfs before shaking his head. If this is what they consider a party then they should come to Greendale.

(((A quote from a Baggins from Lord of the Rings: If it is a feast and party they seek then it will be a night to remember!)))

*She stands and smiles softly* Gather around lads. I have a song to sing for ye. *looks at the hobbit* And I am sure this little lad would be glad to accomidate.

**Billibon comes closer to the human looking up to see what she will sing**

She walks in this new place with a tear in her eye. Yet the scent of Jasmine lingers still. Her silver wolf walks slowly beside her with his magnifcent head hung low.
She looks around to take in her new surroundings. Not that much different than before but yet so much has changed.
Another tear slides down her perfect cheek.

*Krine looks over and tilts his head looking at Silver. It's not a Werewolf... it's not a Man-wolf... it's odd.*

Krine : Hello there little fella.

Billibon waits as the drunken pirate doesn't begin her song. So he begins clearing his throat.

Of all the money that ere I had, I spent it in good company.
And of all the harm that ere I've done, alas was done to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit, to memory now I cannot recall.
So fill me to the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with you all.

Of all the comrades that ere I had, they're sorry for my going away,
And of all the sweethearts that ere I had , they wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls unto my lot that I should rise while you should not,
I will gently rise and I'll softly call, "Goodnight and joy be with you all!"

Oh, if I had money enough to spend and leisure time to sit awhile
There is a fair maid in this town that sorely has my heart beguiled
Her rosey cheeks and ruby lips, she alone has my heart in thrall.
So fill me to the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with you all.

*Sets her drink down and stands slowly. She clears her throat and begins to sing softly, almost like an angel - if angels soaked in suds*

Show your face
Don't hide
Take off the mask now
Underneath is a deep dark secret
Take me for a ride
Upon your white horse
Take your love
'Cause I don't want to keep it

I am out of place
And honey you are out of Time
I'd tell your fortune
But the words don't rhyme


I'm not your chambermaid
You're not my lord
All the fine games we played
Have left me bored
I never want to see you come around my castle
'Cause I just can't afford to love you
I'm not your chambermaid
You're not my lord

Tell me what I have to do to make you
Understand it's a lost cause lover
Tell me while you're at it how it feels to
Hold me close when you've been thinking of her
I don't want to hear you say you love me
You've been gone such a long time
Won't you turn around
Before I have to see this
Face I once adored
Don't you see

I am out of place
And honey you are out of Time
I'd tell your fortune
But the words don't rhyme

I'm not your chambermaid
You're not my lord
All the fine games we played
Have left me bored
I never want to see you come around my castle
'Cause I just can't afford to love you
I'm not your chambermaid
You're not my lord

You have no hold over me
What's in your cards now let me see
I hope you've got what you wanted
There's just one thing I know will never be

I'm not your chambermaid
You're not my lord
All the fine games we played
Have left me bored
I never want to see you come around my castle
'Cause I just can't afford to love you
I'm not your chambermaid
You're not my lord

Billibon cheers as he finishes his song and listens to the pirate who suddenly stands up and sings.

*Kadis smiles as he stands at the bar washing a glass idly. This is what the Crimson Vixar should be everyday, packed with people and so very alive!*

After the pirate finishes Billibon keeps the singing going

A dragon has come to our village today.
We've asked him to leave, but he won't go away.
Now he's talked to our king and they worked out a deal.
No homes will he burn and no crops will he steal.

Now there is but one catch, we dislike it a bunch.
Twice a year he invites him a virgin to lunch.
Well, we've no other choice, so the deal we'll respect.
But we can't help but wonder and pause to reflect.

Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
Are they salty, or sweeter, more juicy or what?
Do you savor them slowly? Gulp them down on the spot?
Do virgins taste better than those who are not?
Now we'd like to be shed you, and many have tried.
But no one can get through your thick scaly hide.
We hope that some day, some brave knight will come by.
'Cause we can't wait around 'til you're too fat to fly.

Now you have such good taste in your women for sure,
They always are pretty, they always are pure.
But your notion of dining, it makes us all flinch,
For your favorite entree is barbecued wench.

Now we've found a solution, it works out so neat,
If you insist on nothing but virgins to eat.
No more will our number ever grow small,
We'll simply make sure there's no virgins at all!

Billibon then points at the rum from the female human. "Why my name is Billibon Strudeln, but you can just call me Billibon if you like," he says while dancing in circles and singing a song.
He points at the bottle of rum since Kadis never served him his Hill Ale.

*Krine lost interest with the wolf and returned to focusing on the party. This is quite the blast already and the day is still young! He stands and applauds for the songs.*

Krine : Bravo, Bravo!

Billibon bows in front of the king before hopping on a table to do a dance to make everyone laugh at the small 3 foot hobbit.

*Krine smirks as he gets an idea. He holds out his hand to Billibon as if to ask if he may join this dance. Billibon on a table, Krine not being on a table, they are close to eye level with each other.*

*The door to the tavern slowly opens and in the frame stands a tall slender elf. His long black hair is ruffled and out of order. His armor and his shirt have been torn and tattered with stains of blood spotting his shirt. One of his shirt sleeves has been cut off and the piece is wrapped around his right eye in a diagonal bandage fashion. There is a slight scar that is running down further than the bandage covers and looks like it has only recently stopped bleeding. He enters the inn ever so slowly observing his surroundings. He sees three wolf looking creatures that he has never seen the likes of before. A pirate singing and a tiny hobbit dancing around looking like he is enjoying himself. He also notices Re'anna with silver. He walks further into the room and moves up the the bar and sits down.*

*Throws a few gold pieces onto the bar*

Bring me a bottle of the strongest liquor you have

Billibon takes the furry hand and begins to dance with the large man wolf. He then begins to sing

In Vamis Moor fair city
Where girls are so pretty
‘Twas there that I first met with
Sweet Sorilla O’tone
She drove a wheelbarrow
Through the streets broad and narrow

Crying”Cockles and Mussels
Alive, Alive -o”
Alive, Alive-o
Alive, Alive-o
Crying, “Cockles and Mussels,
Alive, Alive-o”

She was a fishmonger
But sure ‘twas was no wonder
For so were her mother
And her father before

They drove their wheelbarrows
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying”Cockles and Mussels
Alive, Alive -o”
Alive, Alive-o
Alive, Alive-o
Crying, “Cockles and Mussels,
Alive, Alive-o”
She died of a fever
And nothing could save her
And that was the end of
Poor Sorilla O’tone

Her ghost wheels a barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying”Cockles and Mussels
Alive, Alive -o”
Alive, Alive-o
Alive, Alive-o
May we honor our commoners
And those great fishmongers

and then looks at Kadis wondering why he won't get a drink for the day!!!!

Kadis : Sure thing man, you look like Styx!

*Kadis goes to the back, there is a grunting from Gunter the troll in the back, but then Kadis comes back and hands a whole Bottle of Grog to Rathil. Kadis looks at the gold, never seeing THIS kind of money before.*

Kadis : It's on the house because of the day... but never seen Coins like these before.