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 Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 9:04 am
"Gerbo, what is a slounge? And....?" Perrian blinked in confusement, not understanding the gnome's weird joke.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 12:50 pm
Eyes widening slightly in surprise, Karythelia watched the gnome roll around, very much amused. Albeit the joke was lost on her as well but atleast someone was having a grand time. She glanced over at Perrian, noticing his confusion, flashed him an encouraging smile.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 3:59 pm
Perrian saw the encouraging smile and smiled. Only one thing still was on his mind that was confusing him, actually two things. What was a slounge and why is Gerbo so strange? "What is a slounge?" Perrian whispered to Karythelia, hoping that she would know or that he wasn't the only person who didn't know what it was.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 7:52 pm
The bard shook her head and mouthed 'I've got no idea' back at Perrian. "Is he always this eccentric?" she asked in a whisper.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 8:11 pm
"Sometimes yes, actually normally always yes. Normally his jokes are weird jokes that we can't understand and he cracks up like this and rolls on the ground histerically for a while. And by a while I mean a while." Perrian whispered to Karythelia.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 3:39 pm
Giggling at Gerbo's energetic hysteria, Karythelia began to throw around rhymes. They all sounded rather lame in her mind...
"So this is completely natural?" the half elf whispered back,"It looks like he's gonna pull a muscle laughing like that."
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 4:53 pm
slowly wiping the tears from his eyes, Gerbo grabed both his sides as he stood up, first on one knee, then completely.
"Oh that was good... What is a Slounge? That made it even worse!"
Gerbo then let out a big sigh and tried to explain.
"You see I said Tip of the slonge rather then slip of the tounge... don;t you get it? Oh well..."
Gerbo then sat down at the same table.
"Now what was it we were talking about?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 5:12 pm
Perrian nodded to Karythelia and then turned to Gerbo. "I'm not too sure what we were talking about...I forgot accidentally." He said with a small chuckle.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 9:54 pm
Taking a few steps into the tavern Lurea shivered visibly before finding a chair to rest. She tried to ignore the chatter but it felt very opressive, and made her uneasy. She had been told a long time ago that facing your fears was like a war and that every fight held rewards. So she had come to the tavern once again, yet held back from aproaching anyone. Her face keeping the same dull haze of boredom it always held.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 4:31 pm
Her eyes were closed, as she muttered thoughtfully to herself. Her elbow was on the table beside her drink.
"Satire bites the ego as rumors twists the mind
lips bring liberation to words confined
Laughter cures the soul as smiles cheers the heart
Love flying free doth impart"
"Mmmm needs some polishing," Kaythelia murmered, opening her eyes. Noticing that Gerbo was now sitting, she strightened up. She smiled sheepishly at the gnome and Perrian. Noticing a new face she waved the girl over. Hopefully, distracting the others of her slightly drifting off.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 4:46 pm
Perrian listened to the poem or whatever it was that Kaythelia said but remembered not to mention anything about it. He wanted to ask what it meant, but he remembered to keep his mouth shut or else. He turned to look at who she was waving at. "I wonder who she is." Perrian said.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 5:04 pm
Turning back to the table she noted that Perrian seemed to be biting his tongue. She grinned apologetically at him. "Don't worry too much about it Perrian," she chuckled rather evilly,"It's just that asking a bard whether or not they came up with a something implies that they had taken it. And it's pretty rude saying that to anyone but no use in crying over spilt wine... Eh? So you haven't met her yet? Well I suppose I'm not the only party crasher then!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 5:18 pm
"Oh, ok." Perrian said and sighed a sigh of relief that he could stop keeping his mouth shut. "I have never met her yet, unfortunately. She's not in the tavern too much." Perrian said. "Just curious, what is the meaning of the last something? If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. Or if that another thing bards never tell, I understand."
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 5:34 pm
"The last something?" Karythelia echoed rather amused,"I suppose I could... But do I want to? I don't like making a sure meaning of poetry, the fun of it is what you, yourself believe it to mean." She smirked. "Don't worry there's nothing wrong with asking," the half elf said reassuringly,"Well if you want the meaning of the words... Doth would mean does. And impart, to give, convey, or grant from or as if from a store or to communicate the knowledge of, as a Proffessor of Language would say."
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 6:09 pm
"Ok?" Perrian said and was confused. "So, seems like you know a lot of words. You're a Professor of Language?"
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