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You Know What To Do With It

[Silver Plum, Smoking Room]
Large soft leather easy chairs placed randomly around small coffee tables invite visitors to kick off their shoes and relax awhile. Against the far wall, a large portrait has been placed over the mantle of a stone fireplace. Soft light from a crystal chandelier filters through the smoke to make the room seem ethereal and highlights the kirchewood bar. Looking through the glass windows of the french doors is a view of the dining room. You see an engraved cedar box and Yrael the bartender. Also here is Tad (seated on a large easy chair).

Billowing clouds of sweet-smelling tobacco fill the air.

Papers rustling and glasses clinking makes a comfy atmosphere.

You nod to Tad.
You sit down on a large easy chair.
Tad nods to you.
Tad swallows some refreshing dwarven ale.
You say, "Lleto gave me this to give to you."
Yrael the bartender tidies up the bar, putting some bottles of liquor in their rightful places.
You offer your barbed jhakor fael to Tad.
You say, "It's one of those things I was telling you about."
Tad asks, "What the hell is it?"
Tad accepts your offer.
Tad says, "Oh, yeah."
You say, "Be careful."
You say, "Don't cut yourself on the tip of it."
Tad says, "Don't worry yourself about that."
Tad opens a stitched black sheath.
Tad puts a barbed jhakor fael in her stitched black sheath.
You say, "You know what to do with it if you've got the chance."
You wink at Tad.
Tad laughs.
Tad says, "If he gives me an excuse, yes."
You chuckle.
Tad closes a black leather shirt.
Tad looks a little green about the gills.
You say, "I think I could use a good stiff brandy."
You open an embossed leather scroll pouch.
You get a couple royals from an embossed leather scroll pouch.
You hand Yrael the bartender some money.
Yrael the bartender turns to the shelves behind him and pours a shot of brandy
into a snifter. He hands it over to you and says, "Enjoy!"
Yrael the bartender gives you your change.
You put a handful of sovereigns in your embossed leather scroll pouch.
You close an embossed leather scroll pouch.
Tad props her feet up on an engraved cedar box.
You cross your feet.
You say, "Well, the trip to Seton was fun."
You say, "Kot died, Shala died, I died."
You say, "Entertainment for everyone."
Tad says, "Sounds productive."
Tad says, "The orcs invaded."
Tad swallows some refreshing dwarven ale.
You say, "So I gather."
You say, "You should have come with us."
You grin at Tad.
You sip some plum brandy from your brandy snifter.
Tad says, "I swiped a box."
Tad taps an engraved cedar box.
You ask, "From an orc?"
Tad nods.
You act: Jurion whistles.
You say, "You're getting good at that."
Tad says, "Damn useless spell in it, though. Nothing fun."
Tad says, "Well, the orc WAS dead at the time."
You say, "Ah."
You ask, "Did you sell it?"
Tad says, "I made over a hundred royals on robes."
Tad shakes her head.
You say, "I made about thirty myself."
Tad pats her grey wool cloak.
You chuckle.
You ask, "Are you feeling better?"
You swallow some plum brandy.
The brandy makes your head swim.
Tad says, "That's where the last robe went."
Yrael the bartender wipes down the bar.
Tad chuckles at you.
Tad says, "Eg."
Tad coughs.
Tad swallows some refreshing dwarven ale.
Tad says, "Yeah, I'm okay."
You ask, "Want to tell me about it?"
You swallow some plum brandy.
A hot pulsing vein of fire makes its way down your throat.
Tad says, "Rusty said she was sorry to me. Says I'm her best friend."
You raise an eyebrow.
Tad says, "Says she's leaving soon and she's not coming back."
Tad swallows some refreshing dwarven ale.
Tad drains her tall glass dry!
Seeing that it's empty, Tad sets her tall glass aside.
Tad says, "It was terribly dramatic."
You say, "I'd say I was sorry, but I'm not."
You sip some plum brandy from your brandy snifter.
Tad says, "I'm not sure if I'm sorry, myself."
You ask, "Did she come to her senses about Teru, then?"
Tad shrugs.
Tad says, "I don't know. She said he's not going with her, and I told her she's gettin' the better half of the deal."
You chuckle.
You sip some plum brandy from your brandy snifter.
You swish a bit of brandy across your tongue and enjoy the pleasant taste it
leaves in your mouth.
You say, "I suppose she doesn't have to stay in town to testify since Teru was 'pardoned'."
You say, "Not that she was planning on doing that, anyway."
Tad says, "I don't know about him bein' pardoned."
You ask, "Oh?"
You say, "I thought the charges were dropped."
Tad says, "I asked Shadeark about it, and the halfwit told me he didn't know anything about it."
You say, "Well, that's Shadeark for you, though."
You ask, "Did you get a chance to ask Merow about it?"
Tad nods.
Tad says, "He's under orders not to discuss it."
Tad says, "Hence, we didn't discuss it."
You nod.
Tad says, "But I got the general impression that Teru's gonna pay the fiddler."
You say, "We hope."
Tad says, "Yeah, well."
You sip some plum brandy from your brandy snifter.
You sigh.
Tad says, "Without Rusty around, he might just shrivel up and blow away."
Tad says, "Maybe I'll take up cigars."
You grimace.
You say, "It'll make your hair stink."
Tad says, "Yeah, well. I got nothing else to spend money on."
You say, "Spend it on me."
You say, "I'm always in need of brandy money."
You swallow some plum brandy.
You drain your brandy snifter dry!
Seeing that it's empty, you set your brandy snifter aside.
Tad says, "Dump that evil bitch and I'll think about it."
Tad leers at you.
You laugh.
Tad says, "I don't share my men."
You ask, "I'll be sure and mention that to Merow. Or was it Vonax this time?"
Tad rolls her eyes.
You say, "You ought to have a list drawn up."
Tad says, "Yeah, well. I'm sure I'm too skinny for the likes of you. Not enough cleavage."
Tad rubs her chest.
You ask, "You're also what? Fourteen?"
Tad says, "Seventeen."
Tad scoffs.
You say, "Close enough."
Tad says, "At least I'm not fat."
Tad smiles slightly at you.
You say, "I am not fat."
You say, "It's all muscle."
You act: Jurion pats his stomach.
Tad says, "Uh huh."
You say, "See? Flat as a strap."
Tad says, "Could bounce a sovereign on it, right."

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