*Jericho nods a bit as he starts pulling himself off the floor, grunting under the pressure of his own body. Trying to get his muscles to work again. He does manage to say through gritted teeth*

I... hate... you... so much... Rathil...

*As he works on pulling himself back up into the chair*

I think i will pass

*Rathil shrugs*

Suit yourself

*He puts the wand back into his belt*

Now that the tension is somewhat subsiding, can we all have a drink and be done with it?

*wants to help but is scared to touch him as she recalls what happened the last time*

Tension? I see no tension here

*Jericho just glares at Rathil*

Drinks all around, Rathil says as he produces them from behind the bar.

*Jericho grips his and shakily brings it up to his mouth*

tries hard to keep her thoughts on that one to herself.

Ahh thank you sir, a good drink is what is needed.

To Jericho, may one day his balls drop and he takes a little sting like a man. *Holds his drink in the air and then takes a big gulp*

*Notices her hesitation*

I don't think you need to worry about touching him lass just don't focus on healing him. When his disease got smaller you were able to touch just fine when the thought of healing him was gone. Until you learn to control that healing touch of yours I wouldn't try to heal him again

I don't think i will try healing anyone for a while after today

Probably not the worst idea you have ever had

probably not

sir it would be in your best interest to get away from the young lady!!!

I think it is more in my interest to stay away from that crazy elf with the wands. Unfortunately I work for him so that doesn't seem like a good option

well if you need protection i can help and protect you and her from anyone that wants to oppose me

*Calliope opens the door and walks in with her head down* *She is very confused and angry*

*Talking foolish garble that only other hobbits would understand*

*She climbs on a chair to view those in the room and sees a new traveler that does not have a history to speak of...Interesting*

we do not need your protection

we are all friends here

*Rathil stands up and pulls out another wand. He draws a door in air and a blue doorway appears*

Come on Jericho. It is time to get back home. I imagine you need a bit of rest after that last one. Say good bye to all your little friends

*He says with a laugh*

*Jericho shakes his head.*

I don't know why I put up with you.

*He turns to the half elf.*

We will figure that letter out. I promise.

*He turns around and walks through the door followed behind by Rathil. The door closes behind them.*

Sits back and props her feet up on her table. She watches everything that is going on in the tavern.
Humans and their squabbles, she just shakes her head