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"Indeed. though I do regret the bruising. too bad you had to claim to your father that you fell off a mountainside."

though a glance over at Arthur.

"I believe arthur is quite available. even been broken in by a drow, so you know he's been broken in by the best."

Oh this was fun. and Arthur was drinking now, was he? hmm...a glance at a slave, make sure he got the really good stuff. see if his system coudl handle it.

Lharika frowned, how did he know all that? She looked down at her toes and sighed. "Broog? Can I get permission later? Please? I'm already down here after all and I'm sure Piper won't mind since I'm with you..." She reached into her pocket and pulled out one of Piper's arrowheads. "She told me that you made these and I really wanted to meet you. Can't you just show me one little thing?" She looked at him with what had become the famous puppy eye look, the one that almost no adult, species nonprevalent, could resist.

He stirred the noodles to keep them from sticking to the pot and grimaced. "No yellow." Hated corn. But corn went with spaghetti now didn't it? "Bread sounds good. Can you make bread Daddy?" How hard could it be? Zara just plopped the lumpy stuff on the tray then pulled it out of the oven and poof, there was bread. But it's gotta be kinda colored with green stuff too." Garlic bread, of course.

Malik was serious as ever.

"Of course you do. Zahara doesn't normally give him the realy brutal treatment. So I'm sure you more than compare with a drow. besides, he could use something better than human fare."


Broog looked at the arrowhead, and then gave a thinking look, then a shrug.

"Okies dokies. youz can watches. whats you wants from ol Broogs?"

Settling down at his workbench, getting out tools, eyeglasses, etchers, and several bars of metal. gold, copper, silver, bronze, and the ever prized mithril. then a look around, and snuck out another bar of platinum.

Arthur couldn't help it, he was totally speechless right now and no matter what he would say it would come out in a stutter which would show how embarrassed he really is. But when Malik finally said Zahara's name the elf gave him a glare that would kill and it would if there was a spell that could make him do that. Great now Isle knew that he slept with Zahara, what would she think of that? Zahara and Isle were friends and Arthur had kissed the surface elf a few times already....this was just all fun and games for the two of them wasn't it?

But he felt a pair of familiar eyes on him again and he couldn't help but look back into those teal orbs, only to notice that she had a blush that covered her cheeks and turned her ear tips lavender, she looked so cute like that. Her batting eyes and her cute giggles made the blush turn darker than before, he was so embarrassed by this whole ordeal that he couldn't even stand up and leave! But when she spoke again the blush finally spread down his neck and across his face, okay that's enough! Suddenly there was a noise as Arthur pushed the chair he sat in backwards when he stood up; but what he didn't know was that his legs were weak since the blush on his face took most of his blood away from the rest of his body. So with a small yelp the elf fell to the ground and his katana also clattered on the dinning hall floor with him, a small "I'm okay!" could be heard before the elf sprang up with his weapon in his hand. "O-o-okay I think it's about time I g-go read those books you told me a-about Malik..." A small nod to Malik then one to Isle. "I-I'll see y-you guys later t-then...goodbye..." So with that done he just left both elves at the table and left the dinning room, once he was past the doors he took off to the library, he needed to be away from Isle for now.

She congratulated herself and made a note to make sure Broog didn't get into any trouble for this. He had done what he was supposed to do after all. She glanced around and found a stool, dragging it over and plopping down. "Whatever you want Broog. I like bracelets and necklaces and all sorts of things like that. Earrings are pretty too but you'd have to make them much lighter. Only a stone or two, you know?"

She watched him pick out his materials and let her own mind run away with her, ideas for different pieces fluttering through it. But she was interested to see what he was going to make first.

He kept stirring just like he was supposed to and then reached down and flipped off the stove like Zara had taught him. Then he was lifted down and he nodded to the stove. "Don't forget the bowl with the holes Daddy!" Before scampering off to go wash his hands. It would take him a little while to get them clean the way Daddy expected.

Zahara felt the stone go off and her heart leapt into her throat. Should she answer it? Should she be cool to him or beg him to let her see Zykariel? Her hands fluttered and she stared at the stone as it continued to notify her that someone was attempting to call her. What should she do??? She settled for the cool aspect, picking up the stone and saying calmly. "Speaking."

"I try to be. and you think that was something. you should have seen the slave girls. once they found out he was...shall we say...pure, I got in a wager on who coudl seduce him first. that was something amusing to watch."

Though he finished his banana finally, and his wine glass.

"Now, just so we know, I don't mind the fun and games and whatever happens. but I don't want him running off, or trying to run off, to Andal after you. He owes a debt to sevilin, and he still works for me for now."


Broog shook his head in assent, opening several bags and dumping thier contents into boxes. all of them were jewels, ranging from precious diamond, to semi-precious sapphire. One eyeglass stuck on his face, and picking stones up, examining them carefully, putting some back, laying some out. several fires lit under cauldrons, one gold, one silver, and one mithril bar place in each. the fires were blue, showing how very, very hot those cauldrons were getting.

After a while, Broog took the eyepiece off, placing on his head a strpped contraption that had magnifying glasses of various sizes attached. flipping them down and looking over all the gems he had laid out, putting still more back. by the time that was done, he still had a large setup, and leaned back.

"what stones youz wants?"

"Feel it yet?"

"Nope."

Piper held in that exasperated sigh that wanted to come out. It kind of figured that this would happen...that story had ended at least a half hour ago and the boy wasn't trancing out despite her efforts. Now she understood why her parents were frustated when she was little...this thing where they couldn't control thier reveries when they were so young was positively nerve grating. Not tonight...any night but tonight. She was having a nice night. "Remember how we talked about how to do it? Just think of something happy..." Please trance out...

Again she was recovering from giggles it was going to be a good laugh even a week from now, she was sure of it. Though she quieted herself as Malik talked. "Really now...well it seems he does get around now doesn't he?" A small shake of her head and another set of giggles before she leaned back in her chair, plucking another cheery from the bowel and eating it.

Though then a perplexed look to him. "Trying to run off after me? Whatever for?" Yes she was probably being a little oblivious...but Isle's life was about fun right now...she had another forty or so years to have fun before she really had to grow up indeed. No wasting that. A dismissive wave. "Oh don't worry...I don't think he would."

Okay Sevilin...just say it. Zykariel wants you around, so you can come back whenever you're ready. But then what if she wasn't ready? Would the child blame him for 'driving away' his mother...oh Gods now he was questioning himself. This was hell...she probably wouldn't come back anyway tonight...he knew she was too upset. Give her a day or two and them tell her she's...welcome...yeah. "Um...I guess not then...I'll leave you to yourself." Thusly quickly deactivating the thing...oh life was gonna be hell the next few days...not to mention he'd have to go grovel to Piper to get her to babysit for him. Oh yeah...that would be fun...

So thusly he took to finishing up dinner, and would have it on the table by the time his son came back. Hopefully it all tasted okay because he didn't need anymore stress and it was kind of late for Zykariel to be up anyway. Didn't need a tantrum or the 'it tastes bad I want something else' thing.