Random Weekly Roleplay - Remember that time?

[cuddles]

As the others sat around their gargantuan accident of a campfire the burned 4/5 of their horses, weapons, tents, and reserves to the ground, Vern retold the tale of one of his favorite accidents within the guild. "remember that time when Gavin was defending the kings hall and he thought there was an intruder, but it turned out to be the duke! It was so darker he threw his spear, cutting the poor dukes fingers off!" Vern said with a hearty laugh.

 

[Lloenflys]

Off to the side of the group, Gareth pouted and sipped at his lemonade. He always preferred lemonade to heavier fare ... plus, he hated getting drunk around a group of people who were likely to light a campfire capable of burning horses and supplies. He, too, remembered the incident with the Duke. He also remembered being thrown in the stocks for a week because of it, something that *Vern* didn't have to experience because of his "status." A bunch of bunk, if you asked Gareth.

 

[cuddles]

Tom strolled over to Gareth with his mysterious pint. "why not join the party old friend? you're not still mad about how we almost destroyed the capital with a plague are you?" Tom jested before slumping down with his comrade. "yes. I remember that fondly." Gareth responded sarcastically. "Oh dont be such a sour puss. Cmon and relax already. Tomorrow is pay day after all for our many quests this past week. It cant be to much trouble to smile can it?" tom said shaking his friend from side to side.

 

[Hezekon]

Kilgrave sat and sipped her drink, watching the other two to back and forth. She was amused by the humans and their banter. So unnecessary, yet so entertaining. Her kind back home will rejoice to hear of the striking inefficiencies and idiosyncrasies of the whole race in general, never mind the small band she roamed with in the meantime. She smiled and said nothing, sipping her drink.

 

[cuddles]

"do you have to tell that story everytime? everyone here has already heard it, like millions of times. If it wasnt for the fact that half the kingdom were dead cause you guys thought itd be a good idea to steal the great dragon of the north's toe nails, id be a public outcast by now." Gavin complained. "ah it could be worse, just take a look at Henry." Vern replied. Pause to see a mangled corpse about 3 weeks old next to their feet. "why do we even carry him around still. its more trouble keeping him together than to just bury him." Gavin complained clenching his noes. "not to mention tom used all our healing potions on Henry's corpse too, now it just smells worse." Vern said wafting away the flies. "wait. TOM DID WHAT?!?!?!? THOSE WERE FOR EMERGENCIES ONLY!!!!!!!!!! THEY DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING FOR A CORPSE!!! NOW WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO IF ONE OF US GETS HURT?!?!?!?" Gavin clambered. "amputate I guess." Vern guessed.