The Thirsty Herald Chapter XX

[Angron Bloodfist]

((did you just fall to the ground or what? i´ll just assume that, Jeremy...  ))

While he was still a bit in anger, Angron noticed someone approach the Herald on horse-(?)back. It seemed like it was a girl, or young woman, but something strange was about this one. The mount stopped, bowed down, and the person on it´s back sled down, but not as one would think, the girl fell into the dirt. The Kuglim arose from the bench and walked over to the place of happening. In comparison to the hulk, the young woman was like a halfling, and with an unsure look on his normally indifferent face, Angron kneeled down. Apparently she was inhaling dust and dirt, so the Kuglim turned her over to her back. "Are you...uhm...alright?".

Pain? PAIN!? I´m a berserk, dammit! I don´t even know the word pain!!!

Edited by: Angron Bloodfist at: 7/7/03 22:21

[Jeremy Azure]

((Don't call the Aj a horse! He's a big snuggly Aj'Nuvic! bad angron. ))

Jeremy slowly floated out of her haze. She took a moment to verify which way was up, then pushed herself off of the ground. Her silvery eyes were glazed for a moment, then they focused sharply on Angron. Her big Aj'Nuvic was back on all fours and he lowered his head to sniff the woman, keeping his pretty eyes on the human male.

Jeremy knelt before the man who Little Brother had dumped her in front of. She didn't think he looked trustworthy, but stuck out a single gloved hand anyway.

"Would you mind helping me up?" she asked Angron. If he'd stop to notice, her gloves have a strange pattern on them, like large snake scales.

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People like you are the reason people like me hang themselves.

[Angron Bloodfist]

((so what´s an Aj'nuv-whatever? never heard of it... ))

"Would you mind helping me up?" the girl asked. Angron said nothing, but arose again. Instead of taking the outstretched hand of the young woman, the Kuglim placed his huge paw-like hand on the inside of the girl´s upper arm and pulled her up with apparently no effort. "You know, that did not really look all too good. I hope you are alright...the name is Angron, by the way, Angron Bloodfist. I am the guard of this tavern. It is called the Thirsty Herald. You might want to come in and get some rest...the beds here are not the devinity´s lap, but they´re better than lying in the dirt out here...". A hint of a smile rushed over the berserker´s face, but disappeared as fast as it came. It stayed long enough to reveal his uncommon long canines, though.

Then the Kuglimz attention fell on the girls strange mount. He had never such an animal before...

Pain? PAIN!? I´m a berserk, dammit! I don´t even know the word pain!!!

[Jeremy Azure]

((I had to read that article over and over again until I could quote it by heart and you don't know what it is?! It's a giant llamah thingy, with three toes. Its like two peds at the shoulder plus a big long neck.))

Jeremy almost fell over when Angron set her so roughly on her feet. She always forgot how much bigger most people were than her. Irratating.

"Thank you, Mr. Bloodfist, for dislocating my shoulder." she said grouchily, trying to keep her balance. she noticed her turban on the ground and her untied pants legs.she knelt for a moment, tying her pants in a complicated knot so that they stayed tight around her ankles. One ankle was normal, leading to a normal foot, but the right foot was swollen and led to a red mangled bent mess. That crippled foot looked like it had been bent completely in half. It would turn anyones stomach to look at it.

Jeremy picked up her turban and made a bun with her hair, tieing her turban around her head. With her hair up, she looked like a twelve-year-old boy. She stood precariously on one-and-a-half feet and looked at Angron seriously.

"If I drop dead from the cooking here, just label my body 'Jeremy Azure', okay, Mr. Bloodfist?"

Her Aj nudged her, begging attention. Jeremy smiled at him and stroked his chest, taking a white snakeskin satchel from his neck and untying the strap across his shoulder. She shooed him away, sure that he would take care of himself.

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People like you are the reason people like me hang themselves.

[Angron Bloodfist]

"Uhm...yes...whatever...". The Kuglim was searching for the right words as he gave the girl a firm look-over. Not that he had seen things like that right foot of the girl very often, but it did not bother him in any noticable way. "Can you...walk? Or do you need any support...?". Angron frowned a bit, then continued. "I might as well just carry you...your choice."

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Pain? PAIN!? I´m a berserk, dammit! I don´t even know the word pain!!!

[Quarion Nightwhisper]

Quarion moves past a few other patrons, giving a swift glance at the lizard-thing and then moving on. He moves over to take a seat at a bar stool, which is a bit awkward as they don't appear to be made for one of his size.

After a few uncomfortable moments, he manages to find a comfortable position. With a sheepish grin, he says to Robert, "I think I will just have the house wine."

[Jeremy Azure]

Jeremy's eyes flashed when Angron mentioned carrying her.

"If I need help" she growled, offended, "I'll ask for it. Mr. Bloodfist. now if you'll excuse me, I have some disgusting peasant food to eat."

At that she limped past him and into the inn.

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People like you are the reason people like me hang themselves.

[Dyl Farwalk]

On the heels of the girl limping into the tavern, Dylan Farrick passes by the large Kuglim, giving a friendly wave as he heads for the door to the tavern.

[Jeremy Azure]

Jeremy's stomach twisted within her. She wondered how long she had been in a trance. She knew that she ought to be dead. Even now her heart was going half the speed of a normal person's. She slowly wobbled to a chair near a bard. He was playing a mandolin. Once he was done with his song, Jeremy promised herself groggily, once he was done with this song she would ask him to play something with a beat...music always got her heart going regular speed again.

meanwhile her half-closed eyes scanned the inn for a waitress. she growled in her throat, trying to look as irratated as she could. she only managed to look more tired.

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People like you are the reason people like me hang themselves.

[Elraralia Horfiwiel]

((grr...this entered in twice...))

Edited by: Elraralia Horfiwiel at: 7/9/03 18:20

[Elraralia Horfiwiel]

"Umm, thank you...I do belief I'll try that" Elraralia said to the elf, and began to make her way back through the tavern, that as now filling up fast.

Not watching where she was going, as she was too absorbed with the large people who seemed to have appeared here so very quickly, leaving the tavern deviod of any tables she ran right into a girl, who had just entered the tavern, and appeared to be looking for a table as well.

"Oh, sorry, wasn't watching where I was going" she said gruffly, and was about to move on, when she noticed the girl wasn't in the best of shape, and turning around with an afterthought, she said
"There aren't any tables open, but if you like, you're welcome to share mine, I'm the only one there, and it seems like such a waste of space..."

[Bobbo the Beggar]

Bobbo nodded at the big man he had just asked what he wanted to drink. Quickly going behind the bar, he deftly took a goblet with his one hand and even more deftly filled it with wine. Taking the glass, he put it in front of the fellow.

Seeing the girl walk in with a definite disability, he rushed to her side. "Good day, my lady," he said to her, "What may I get you? Would you like a room, a drink, or something to eat?"

The girl seemed to be in great distress. Bobbo was quite worried, for he didn't want anyone to die in his tavern, and he didn't want anyone to die period.

[Jeremy Azure]

Jeremy bared her teeth for a moment at being bumped into, but held back the barrage of obscenities that were fighting to escape her throat. She felt her heartbeat return to a more normal rate, though, and maybe talking to this woman would keep her coherent.

"Yes," she grumbled, "As long as I get some water before I drop dead on the floor."she looked at the woman questioningly, "show me where to sit."  

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People like you are the reason people like me hang themselves.

[Elraralia Horfiwiel]

"This way.." Elraralia said, leading her through the busy tavern, sidestepping a small kitten on the floor.  Bending down to pick it up, she placed it on the table next to her, saying as she did so
"There you go, now stay out of the way, or your sure to be stepped on" and moved on, until she got to her table, which by some miracle had not been taken.

"This is it..here's some water" she said pouring a glass for the girl, and sitting down, waited for the waitress to come, although by the business, that could take a while.

"I'm Elraralia by the way."  

[Jeremy Azure]

Jeremy drank the water gratefully, opening her throat and pouring it directly in. When the glass was empty she looked at Elraralia.

"Elraralia" she said to herself slowly, branding the name into her memory. "Thank you. My name is Jeremy." she held out her gloved right hand to shake. "there certainly are a lot of big boys in here. If I get stepped on I swear I'll impale someone with a quill." Looking around for a waitress she asked Elraralia, "Do you know what they serve here? It looks like we won't be getting served anytime this lifetime, we may as well be prepared to order."

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People like you are the reason people like me hang themselves.

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