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Tilly giggled. "all babies are handfulls, if they were too small we'd lose track of them." She said, laughing at her own joke. Mori smiled and once Tilly was done laughing she took a roll and started to eat it.

"I-I'm sure you're going to have s-some very sweet kids." Mori said, giving Elza a smile. "w-well worth it all, even on their bad days."

As the half-ogre Runk remembered his destination and his seat, the arm wrestling ring quickly circled together as the reigning champ was about to be put in his place. The pregnant orc smiled to herself as she watched wagers take place and money change hands. Nobody stood a chance against Runk in a match of natural strength.

Wanting to repremand him for genericly saying that all elves are the same, humans just don't understand the differences between us Gwen thought to herself.

"They'd be long gone. My parents are traders wanders even going from town to town, no matter what race it is. I lived with a human wizard all that time when I was an apprentence, he died so I had no home there anymore." She said to Morgan. "Do you carry anything else without alcohol in it? Much as I'd love to have some at this point I can't"

(Thanks! Far as I know no its Anesidora's Woe for the boots and cape, far as I know they're only purple.)

((Sorry for the wait on posts guys. My new medication makes me tired and I have been adjusting to being back at work this week, so didn't get much time/energy for this stuff. Am trying to keep up))

"A witch! really? You mean, a real one?"

Thai's eyes widened at the mention of Ravia and he instantly turned to scan the crowd, mindless of Gromit's earlier warning. Naturally, with his attention turned elsewhere, the door was swung open heartily to permit entry to someone. There was a notable CLUNK and a sharp cry as the half-monkey's forehead met with solid wood. Stunned and blinking stars from his eyes, Thai's tail lost its grip on the wooden beam he was dangling from and he dropped like a stone onto the people below.

A group of three went down in a shout and a tangle. Two men and Thai. There was a smashing sound as one of the three's beer mugs broke. Alcohol spilled and soaked clothing, while shards of the cup caused cuts. Thai was roughly hauled to his feet.

"What in hell's bells do ya think yar doing, monkey boy? You owe me a new drink!"

"Wass-an-assident!" Thai managed to sputter, blinking rapidly. Uh oh, looks like he fell on the wrong guy. Apologies weren't likely to get him out of this.

(Oh that's different xD)

Max smiled, it was nice to see that this man was still interested in his runes. Though out of the corner of his eye he had seen one of the pregnant women get really afraid and scream. That concerned him a little, was Max that scary?

Walking over to his spear he gently removed one of the runes. Upon it was a carving of a mountain. "This will make anything strong and stand the test of time! With this even a piece of paper can be very indestructa-" suddenly his spear crumbled into a pile of wood and metal.

His eyes widened as he stared at the pile of broken wood. Picking up the other two runes he frowned sadly. "Whoops...I uhh...that spear was a gift from an amazon friend of mine...." he said sadly.

"Ahh you mean the woman who had tried to drag you off to the wedding chapel? Hah, she was a hoot. I loved how such a big and strong woman would just melt into a puddle every time she looked at you." mused Scrillo.

Max ignored Scrillo trying not remember that woman. When they had first met she was like all Amazons, cold as stone, a tease, powerful, and serious. He had saved her life, and the next thing he knew she was trying to marry him!

He was glad she was very far away at the moment, that woman was a handful. Placing the rune on the table he gave the bartender an embarrassed look. "If you want I can imbue some of those runes into your beer mugs. I noticed that some of the patrons love to break them." he said and as if on cue a large ogre broke one over his face laughing stupidly.

(Lol, when your average joes start tossing people through walls, I'd be a bit concerned as well. :p)

Rolling his eyes at Runk's antics, Morgan attaches the new mountain rune to a fresh mug, fills it, and hands it off to Tammy who quickly delivered it to the half-ogre. Giving Morgan a friendly 'thank you' wave, the half-ogre returned his attentions to the game of arm wrestling.

Levering herself upright with some effort, the pregnant orc waddled across the tavern to join Gwen and the others at the bar. "Sorry about the mug Morgan. You know how he gets sometimes." She says, fishing a gold coin (more than enough for the mug AND a handful of drinks) out of her dress and handing it to him.

"Is okay, Miss Darkhand." Morgan says, accepting the coin. "I don't think we'll be having that problem anymore thanks to Max here. To repay me for the wall, he has offered me his runecraving abilities."

"Make that two please." The orc added. Nodding, Morgan take his two cleanest mugs and ducks into the kitchen.

"My apologizes about almost clobbering you there, that yawn surprised me. Normally I'm used to being a night owl but I haven't been sleeping well of late thanks to these little ones." She says, gently rubbing the curve of her pregnant swell.