"Boromir..you have special places for the pixies to sleep and for regular size people...but yet there is no special chair for me...she looks down to the floor and crawls up on the chair next to Morgan"
"Morgan, tell me about your vortex?"


*Stares at Barbus and wonders why he looks at Morgan that way...a look she is not familiar with*

*Rathil turns around*

Ah Re'anna my dear how good it is to see you again. and you are in luck. I brought my friend with me today. I know how sore you were with him.

*Jericho turns around and looks at Re'anna and sighs and lowers his head.*

Re'anna, this isn't easy for me but I apologize for the other day.. I didn't know what was in the box otherwise I would not have thrown such a treasure.

*Jericho turns back to his drink with a look that can only be described as defeated.*

Seems fair to me, no one need be a B%&&^* to anyone while here at the Inn. And no one need pick on Boromir for he bothers no one at all and serves our needs with a smile. If Criani had been here, I hate to have seen what had happened.

So how has your day been my winged friend?

I feel like death warmed over, may the gods help whomever is responsible for my condition. For there will be worse than a burning at the stake.

she looks at amazement at Jericho for his apology. Still wearing the necklace, she walks over to them both.
Look, I didn't mean to be so rude either. This has been in my family for centuries and was stolen before I was even born. My mother used to tell me stories about it and what it represents. To have found to like this...It was a shock.
I forgive you both. Thank You for returning it. she kisses them each on the cheek and returns to her seat.

Jericho? You still have that cough?
What have I told you about the weeds behind here, you cannot smoke them all.

*Rathil begins to laugh as well as Barbus' comment*

*Jericho shoots Barbus a glare.*

Jericho, my friend, you need to lighten up just a little, I was just giving you a hard time.

*Jericho nods towards Barbus*

Rathil says, "Oh don't worry about him Barbus. He has never been one to have a sense of humor. He always takes things so seriously."

Hey if I took things so seriously I would have been dead a long time ago, you need to know when to laugh now and then, or you will naturally become a statue.

*Alatariel returns to the Inn opens the door and scans the room*


*walks to her usual table in the corner*

*pulls out the parchment and again gets that far away look in her eyes*

*Rathil laughs as Alatariel walks into the inn*

Look Jericho, your shining saint has returned.

*Rathil turns back towards the half elf*

And how are you today madam. Quite a thing you did for my ill friend here. What is it I owe you for that healing touch of yours?

YOu do not owe me a thing. I actually did not mean to heal him at the time I was just helping up from the floor. But it seems I did not do much.

*notices Jericho is still in great pain*

You did enough my dear, you gave him a few hours of relief. I do fear he is still dying though. Some days are better than others but I fear this is one of his bad days. You must excuse him. He will hopefully feel better tomorrow. I will take him back to the clerics in the morning.

*Winks towards Alatariel*

He is becoming very expensive to keep around

*Jericho flips Rathil off and Rathil only laughs*

I knew there was something more then just a wound. My hands started heating the moment I touched him. Usually it takes a moment or two for me to feel the heat.

*turns to Jericho*

I am glad I could give you a few moments relief.

But may I just try one more time? I will Leave you alone after that.