Topic: THE GREEN DRAGON'S INN - part 2 | |
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*Summons a fire ball, an Ice Ball, and a lightning ball*
*Starts juggling to keep himself occupied* |
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are you still after a cure for what ails you? I'm not. it doesn't matter to me either way. Rathil wanted me to go see them this morning because he figured since the paladin got the disease down to almost nothing that the clerics could blast the rest away. "What is your ailment? Is it anything that the herbal healing knowledge of Druid lore can assist with?" |
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*Jericho picks up two mugs off of a table and one at a time throws them into Barbus' range on Juggling to see if he keeps up the flow or drops everything.*
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are you still after a cure for what ails you? I'm not. it doesn't matter to me either way. Rathil wanted me to go see them this morning because he figured since the paladin got the disease down to almost nothing that the clerics could blast the rest away. |
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*Jericho picks up two mugs off of a table and one at a time throws them into Barbus' range on Juggling to see if he keeps up the flow or drops everything.* |
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are you still after a cure for what ails you? I'm not. it doesn't matter to me either way. Rathil wanted me to go see them this morning because he figured since the paladin got the disease down to almost nothing that the clerics could blast the rest away. "What is your ailment? Is it anything that the herbal healing knowledge of Druid lore can assist with?" I doubt it. The paladin that was in here yesterday wanted to try too. Rathil has had some of the stronger clerics in the area try as well to know avail. I am dying and I have come to accept that. No level of healing magic can stop it. Only delay the inevitable. |
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*Jericho picks up two mugs off of a table and one at a time throws them into Barbus' range on Juggling to see if he keeps up the flow or drops everything.* *The Druid's jaw drops as he watches Barbus. Druids don't juggle and this is the first time Caracatus has seen such a display.* |
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are you still after a cure for what ails you? I'm not. it doesn't matter to me either way. Rathil wanted me to go see them this morning because he figured since the paladin got the disease down to almost nothing that the clerics could blast the rest away. No good. You know the problem with healing magic Barbus. It is all bestowed by the clerics Gods. It doesn't matter how much they call down. When it is your time, it is your time. They can rescind it, They just can't get rid of it. I am almost getting ready for them to stop the magic all together. It is a horrible feeling being close to death. Then be healed to almost healthy again and then start to die again. |
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*as the circle of flying objects expanded by two mugs, Barbus lets the Lightning Orb fly right at Jericho* Oops, did I slip, or was that on purpose? Glad I wasn't juggling something a little more deadly aren't ya? Muahahaha
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*Jericho picks up two mugs off of a table and one at a time throws them into Barbus' range on Juggling to see if he keeps up the flow or drops everything.* *Jericho picks up his empty plate and throws it into the mix as well. Wondering how many Barbus can actually hold he looks for something else to throw* |
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*as the circle of flying objects expanded by two mugs, Barbus lets the Lightning Orb fly right at Jericho* Oops, did I slip, or was that on purpose? Glad I wasn't juggling something a little more deadly aren't ya? Muahahaha *Jericho instinctively ducks although he quickly realizes that Barbus aimed it slightly above his head.* Careful now. It's not as impressive if you keep dropping things. |
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Edited by
Barbus
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Sun 05/11/08 11:31 AM
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*the lightning orb wizzes by Jericho's head, then stopps in midflight, and reverses course, WHAM! right in the rear end!*
Ahem, you were saying? *Summons another Lightning Orb and adds it to the items he's juggling* |
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*Jumps a bit and smirks*
You still dropped it. |
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I doubt it. The paladin that was in here yesterday wanted to try too. Rathil has had some of the stronger clerics in the area try as well to know avail. I am dying and I have come to accept that. No level of healing magic can stop it. Only delay the inevitable. "Ah, acceptance of the inevitable is usually the first step to inner peace. We Druids accept that to all things there is a season and an eventual end. The is nothing to fear, nothing to feel sorrowful for when the end comes, for it comes to all things in accordance with Nature's will." |
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*Laughs a bit*
There was never any fear or sorrow, and I assure you no inner peace. It simply is |
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Lets the three balls fizzle out and sets the two mugs down on the bar, I have some business to attend to, I'll be back.
*walks out of the tavern* |
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*Jericho goes back to his drink wondering if the paladin from the day before will show up again*
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*He steps into the Tavern after his regular rounds through the city. Raquil, the short thin big nosed middle-aged human has come to like this town and all it has to offer. He comes in with his scroll as usual and sits down.*
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As I slowly glide in the inn looking around I see that strange little man with his scroll.There at the bar is that poor human who seams to be troubled by something or someone.Need to watch the odd little man to see if he is the one I'm looking for 'I go sit at a nearby table,
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*Jericho finishes up his brew and throws a few coins on the table before exiting the inn.*
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