Grom and Pip

[Raargant]

Quivering Palm Entrance/Exit

You are inside a festive tavern. Oil lamps all around you cast

a warm, comfortable image in the tavern. A lovely woman stands

behind the bar counter, vending a large assortment of drinks,

and the tables are a great place to catch up on local gossip,

as well as listen to the entertainment of the bards.

[Exits: north south]

A copper plated bar counter is here, lined with various drinks.

Pip the Poet is here.

Laura the tavern owner is here, smiling at her patrons.

You grin evilly.

Grom says with a grunt, 'It's da little'un again.'

Pip jabbers ''ello.'

Grom says with a grunt, ''eller dar, little'un.'

Pip jabbers 'Well....ohi?'

Pip must like you a great deal to beam at you so broadly!

Grom says with a grunt, 'Been avoidin' big people's feet, yar?'

Pip chortles lightly, grabbing at his rotund form.

Pip jabbers 'Naaa....gettin' in there way!'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Wouldn't wanna be turned inter a puddle of little'un goo.'

Pip jabbers 'Do 'ou have a clan 'ou're in?'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Mer do, mer do.'

Pip frowns.

Pip jabbers 'Well...iffen' 'ou ever wanna leave...oi'm startin' up meh own.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'What fer?'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Wee folk?'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Dun think mer'd fit.'

Grom laughs uproariously at his own pun.

Pip jabbers ''Es gonna be lioke an Advanced Academy maybeh. Not fully werked out yet but it's for learnin', an fioghtin', and peacin', an adventurin', an plottin', an 'erething!'

Grom says with a grunt, 'What about squishin'? Yer gonna teach people 'ow ter squish?'

Pip jabbers 'Tha Layday Athara will make meh banner when oi' send her my Roster.'

Pip smiles happily.

Pip says 'She liokes meh a lot.'

Pip nods.

You frown disapprovingly.

Pip jabbers 'Squishin' too.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Sher dun like me a lot.'

You mutter quietly to yourself.

Pip jabbers 'Oi' talk to her all tha toime!'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Doesn't seem like it.'

Pip continues, 'We'h sit in 'er garden an play an play! It's actually purty fun!

Drawen bows deeply.

Grom says with a grunt, ''lo dar.'

Drawen says 'Grom,aid me with something?'

Grom says with a grunt, 'What'r yer want?'

Pip beckons for you to follow.

Pip jabbers 'Oi'll sing.'

Pip jabbers 'Qwick.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Sing, eh?'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Nar. Mer talkin' ter this wee'un.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Hard enough not to step on 'im.'

You grin evilly.

Pip wiggles his nose and moustache, snifflin' all the while.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Anywho. Da lady Athara dun like mer much. Three Warmasters, all joinin' da halls of Battle after mer, were inducted into da Warmaster camp afore mer.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'One who was born well after mer was at mer peak.'

You grumble distractedly to yourself.

Pip sighs.

Pip jabbers 'Awww.'

Pip huffs hurriedly - 'Well maybeh oi' can put in a gud word fer ya.'

You chuckle politely.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Mayber.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Not sure 'ow much good it'll do.'

Pip jabbers 'Oui! Oi'm purty gud with tha laydays.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Har! Ain't yer a bit young fer women?'

Pip gasps in astonishment.

Pip jabbers 'Well well...uuhh...oi'm about eighty years old 'ou boffin'!'

Grom says with a grunt, 'Har!'

Pip jabbers 'Maybeh it'll werk...iffen oi' let her that is.'

You snicker softly.

Pip huffs hurriedly - 'She always comes onta meh, wot, that she does!'

Raniku rides in.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Errr... sounds like a misadventure if mer ever 'eard of'un.'

Pip whispers, 'Always whisperin' into meh ear! An winkin' an giggling!'

Pip beams a smile at Raniku.

Raniku says 'Pip, please sheath.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'What'r yer want, yer ungrateful lug?'

Pip frowns.

Pip jabbers 'Why?'

Grom frowns thoughtfully in Raniku's direction.

Raniku says 'You are in Val Miran. It is the law.'

You smirk.

Pip huffs hurriedly - '...oh.'

Raniku says 'Please.'

Grom says with a grunt, 'What're yer gonna do. Call Martineius?'

Raniku says 'Thank you.'

Pip jabbers 'Pshaw! Yup, no problem wot wot.'

Raniku gallantly tips his hat.

Raniku rides north.

You grumble distractedly to yourself.

Pip draws his weapons.

Pip wields a jagged hunting sword.

Pip wields chamorro Dagger in his off-hand.

You snicker softly.

You ruffle Pip's hair playfully.

Pip sheathes his weapons.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Mer kinda wee lad.'

Pip blinks.

You drink water from a bottle of vodka.

You spit in utter disgust.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Water?!'

Grom says with a grunt, 'BLECH!'

Pip falls to the ground and rolls around laughing hysterically.

You drink whisky from a bottle of whiskey.

You drink whisky from a bottle of whiskey.

You feel drunk.

You drink whisky from a bottle of whiskey.

You feel drunk.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Much better.'

Pip must like you a great deal to beam at you so broadly!

As he continues to drink, Grom's words begin to slur.

Pip jabbers 'So yea! Iffen' maybeh..oi' let Athara kiss meh lioke she always tries...oi' could try an get ya in...'

You say 'HarHharhhaR!'

Pip scrunches up his little features into a -Bleah!- face.

You say 'Kisssin' dem aoThara?! DaT'd bE ZszUhicjide!'

Pip shakes his head.

You say 'PrObaoBly chop yEr wee LittLe vbODy PartsSz offF, 'un vby 'uhhn.'

Pip jabbers 'Nu-huh. Oi' can tell! She wants'ta.'

Pip jabbers 'Well...oi' bet oi' could get a 'ug frem'er!'

You say 'NNnao way!'

Pip huffs hurriedly - 'Could 'ou! Lemme answer.'

Pip yells 'No!'

Pip giggles.

You say 'ZSsher'd sSsMack yer ZSsIiLLy juhsSst fer thiINnkin' iit!'

You frown disapprovingly.

Pip must like you a great deal to beam at you so broadly!

Pip jabbers 'Oi'll be she doesn't want'ya cause yore just big...an ugly..an stuff.'

Pip says 'But oi'm cute! ...uh...well oi' think..'

Grom stuffs the bottle of whisky into Pip's hands, then brings it to his lips and starts pouring it down his throat.

You say 'Hhawr hHaR HhaR! LIkeh'Nn dAt whHIsSsKy dehreh, liITtlEh'un?'

You say 'BiT sSstroOoNng fFEhr yer?'

You grin evilly.

Pip jabbers 'It was emptay 'ou boffin'!'

You grumble distractedly to yourself.

Pip rolls his eyes...ridiculous.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Wer see 'bout dat!'

Grom upends the fresh bottle into Pip’s throat.

Pip eyes the bottle suspiciously but turns up his head and down the hatch!

Pip wiggles his nose and moustache, snifflin' all the while.

Pip hiccups.

*HIC*

Pip jabbers 'See'h oi'm fione!'

You say 'HHahhrHar!'

You say 'Yehr thhiNnk yER caN HhOld yer driiNnck behtTer'n old ghRoomM?!'

Pip says 'MmmUhaha.. oIi' caN 'oOold mehh lIikuuhhaor bEtTEhr THan aNy oorc or gianT!'

You give a bottle of whiskey to Pip.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Go!'

*lots of whisky drinking*

Pip pukes.

You cackle gleefully.

Pip drinks whisky from a bottle of whiskey.

You say 'HHahrHaR!'

Pip grabs at his stomach and with a twist, drops to the floor.

Grom upends the glass of mead, and swallows it in one gulp. He then slams it down so hard it breaks.

Pip goes to sleep.

Grom says with a grunt, 'Oy!!!'

You say 'E'ss vbloooDy passZszed ouT!'

You tell Martineius ''Ehlp! 'elp! CriMinal! Crimminal! val mmiran!'

You say 'ELp!!!'

Martineius tells you 'I come momentarily.'

You say 'Dah littLe'uhnn'sSz Dyingh!!!'

You say 'ElP!!!'

You yell 'daa lahd'sSs DyiIn'! '

You yell ''EhLP!!!'

Pip blinks and rubs at his eyes, while massive amounts of vomit cling to his clothing.

Hearing the small form rustle, Grom turns about.

You say 'Yer awlIve!!!'

The sky darkens as a swarm of bats swoop in and converges into the form of Martineius.

Grom holds his nose tightly.

You say 'Eww.......'

You nod at Martineius.

Pip's eyes roll back casually and he flops back over with a groan and another bout of puking.

Martineius says 'Mm.'

You say 'E'szs dyin'!'

You say 'PoOoisSsaonEd!'

Martineius says 'Ah. Vomit it out.'

You yell 'Yer cAhn't jUZSsT leawVe 'iM to die!!!'

You yell ''E'ZSs bloody Dyin' oveR 'eRe, ahhnD Yer jjusSsT LeaVeh 'iMmM?!'

'Ugghh..' - is all Pip manages to reply.

Grom tosses a bucket of water onto Pip's face.

'YER'LL BE OKAY, LITTLE'UN!

You say 'Yer'LL BE aockaay, littLe'uhhnn!'

Pip snaps up and yelps with suprise.

Pip groans 'Ehh...?'

You grin evilly.

You say 'YeR oKahhy!!!!'

You ruffle Pip's hair playfully.

Pip rubs at the back of his head.

Pip titters a bit, placing his hands wide out in front of him and moving his feet back to try to stand.

You ruffle Pip's hair playfully.

You say 'Yer'll vbEh finnnEh. juhhszst nnEhEd sSzomME rEszst...'

Pip says 'Oi' duhhn fFehEl sSso GUhd UgLy Mann..'

You say 'Told Yehr yehR Can't 'old yEhr driNnck'

Pip wobbles unsteadily with his eyes in some sort of exotic dance as they spin, focusing on everything and nothing in the room.

Grom slaps Pip on the back, nearly sending him off his feet.

Pip tips back and with a PLOP! falls down just to stare at the floor.

Pip says ''ehy! Iit'ss 'Oou uhhGLay mann.........ooi'mm DuhHnNn drinnkinn' fer a bit.....'

<1390hp 486m 420mv> <800hours 33799exp> You grin evilly.

You say 'SSzound GoOod Ter mer...,'

Pip rolls back and closes his eyes to a swimming, dream filled sleep.

Pip goes to sleep.

Grom nods, and walks away as quietly as he can.