Category Eleven Races (28)
Topic Halfling Happenings (5)
Message No subject (253)
By DAMEANIE@PLAY.NET (Meli da Meanie)
On Dec 21, 2000 at 23:46
Cleaned-up repost ::grumbles::
[Lairocott Brach, Frotoft] On either side of the tunnel to your north are two especially bright lanterns. The tunnel, regular and smooth, bears all of the hallmarks of traditional dwarven mining. You also see a silver chain, a broken silver chain, some green moss, some green moss, a cutlass, a slender tip bolt, a slender tip bolt, a silver chain, a broken silver chain, a slender tip bolt, a barbed arrow, a barbed arrow, a barbed arrow, some eghmok moss, some eghmok moss, some georin salve and a shadowling. Also in the room: Worrclan, Militia Envoy Grimslayer, Kalkomar, Towena Obvious exits: north, southeast, southwest.
Kalkomar says, "little 'death within the stew'" You say, "i think i like yer mum" You grin at Kalkomar. Kalkomar says, "or, at least, dey wish dey was dead" You say, "sounds like i cooked" You babble something incoherent at Kalkomar. You ponder. You say, "if tha's all it would take for us to win" You exclaim, "someone fetch me a big pot!" You say, "and mutton haunches"
You say, "and bread crusts" Kalkomar says, "let's say there'd be lotsa moanin, gruntin and squattin...and it ain't a good thing" You say, "and icky smelly cheese" You say, "i'll cook them dinner" Kalkomar chuckles. You nod to Kalkomar. (Kalkomar forages for some really foul headcheese) You say, "they took away my cookpot cause of an incident very similar to wha you were talkin about" Kalkomar says, "just depends who's eatin outta the pot" (Melindrha reaches into her bag and pulls out a huge pot and drops it on the ground)
You grin at Kalkomar. You say, "this hasn't been washed since then" You say, "and that was, well, a while ago" (Kalkomar peers into the pot) Kalkomar winces. Kalkomar shudders. Towena gulps. You ask, "Towena, have any bread crumbs?" Kalkomar says, "molten lead couldn't get that out" You beam at Kalkomar!
You say, "you get it" You lean on Worrclan. Worrclan blinks. Grimslayer chuckles. You ask, "Grims, have mutton haunches to toss in?" You ask, "Worr, have any worms or spider eyes?" (Melindrha taps her cookin pot) Worrclan ponders. Towena shivers. You say, "makin stew for Sorrow's troops"
You say, "only the finest ingredients" You bat your eyelashes. (Worrclan roots around till he finds a handfull of night crawlers.) You beam at Worrclan! You say, "right in there" Kalkomar says, "what ya need is a slaugh carcass melindrha" You look at Kalkomar and drool. (Worrclan gives Melindrha a wringling mass of black.) Kalkomar says, "cook that down into a nice stock" (Melindrha sends one of the kids who're watchin to drag in the one from the Brogher)
(Melindrha takes the worms, sniffs once, and drops them into the pot You smile at the youngling and directs him and his buddies to throw the oozing thing in You say, "murky water from the trough in the piero" Kalkomar says, "make sure it's chest is exploded..the maggots are good fer seasonin" You nod to Kalkomar. (Melindrha riffles through the various packs to find some spare "rations") Kalkomar says, "and mash it good, the blood congeals wonderfully and makes a nice thick stock" You ask, "have any bullion on you?" Kalkomar says, "oh, here's somethin to toss in" Kalkomar says, "even better"
You ask, "the kind out of the jar with the skull on it?" Kalkomar grins. Worrclan asks, "how about some rock dust?" You say, "nah, may help them digest it" (Kalkomar reaches into his pocket and get a lint-covered piece of yak yerky) You grin at Kalkomar. (Kalkomar puts his lint-covered jerky in the pot) (Melindrha pulls out her rusty knife and slices the jerky up) Worrclan ponders. Worrclan rummages through a sturdy weapon harness with a frantic look of loss.
You ponder. (Melindrha sends the kid back to the piero for the old bandages) You ask, "hey, anyone save a cyanide dart?" Kalkomar rubs his hands together. You lean on Worrclan. Worrclan says, "no dart" You ponder. You pick up some green moss. Worrclan gets a blue-grey plume feather from inside his black backpack. (Melindrha tosses the moss in)
Worrclan asks, "how about a branding feather?" You give Worrclan a smooch. Mmmmmwa! Worrclan falls over. Worrclan babbles incoherently. Worrclan leaps to his feet! You grin at Worrclan. Kalkomar stretches. (Melindrha picks up a bolt to stir with, and blinks when it starts to dissolve) You bounce up and down like a little kid. Worrclan grins.
You say, "this stew will help" (Kalkomar sniffs the stew) Kalkomar wobbles, looking a bit faint. Kalkomar wobbles, looking a bit faint. Kalkomar falls over. Kalkomar coughs. Kalkomar coughs. You say, "careful, don't get too close" You touch Kalkomar. You feel the transfer beginning as a cold stillness settles in the center of your being and you steel yourself for the impending explosion of pain.
Worrclan jumps back from you! Kalkomar pants. Kalkomar sits up. Kalkomar says, "i'm ok..." You sense Kalkomar's vitality is normal now. You say, "it's just Meli's stew" Kalkomar shakes his head. You sniffle at Worrclan. Kalkomar says, "whew...close call" Worrclan points at a barbed arrow on the floor.
Worrclan says, "barbed arrow.." Worrclan says, "add it" Worrclan nods. (Melindrha hands over bandanas for the boys to wear while they carry it out) Towena asks, "what ARE ye cookin up?" Towena peers quizzically at Worrclan. Towena peers quizzically at you. Kalkomar says, "it's even a stong enough poison fer dwarves" (Melindrha grabs the arrow and tosses it in as a garnish) Towena gulps.
Towena glances at Kalkomar. Worrclan says, "something that will cut up an elpalzi's gut when he ets it" (Melindrha sends the youngns off to deliver the stew) Kalkomar says, "a little present for sorrow's troops" Worrclan grins at you. You nod to Worrclan. You beam! You grin at Kalkomar. (Towena searches for youngns) You say, "they'll come back"
You say, "there's a lil bolt-hole even i can't fit through that they can" Towena grins at you. You grin at Towena. Kalkomar says, "hehe, bubb would've gotten a kick outta this" You nod to Kalkomar. Kalkomar says, "melindrha's war stew" You preen! Towena grins at you. Towena says, "the question bein." You say, "i's the bestest cook"
You ask, "bein?" Towena says, "ye one o those..."make it up as ye go along" types" Kalkomar says, "warning: not for human, elven, halfling, dwarven, rakash, or toggie consumption" Towena says, "who kin never reproduce a brew...." You say, "well, you do have to work outside the recipe sometimes" Towena says, "or..." You nod to Kalkomar. Grimslayer says, "ah togs can eat it" Grimslayer smiles. Towena says, "do ye write it down for reproducibility" You shake your head at Grimslayer. Towena winks at you. You say, "i have it all memorized"