· 7 years ago · Nov 19, 2018, 07:44 PM
1Logfile from City of Hope oWoD
2Log opened 18/11/2018 - 20:41:35
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49 "connect <name> <password>" connects you to an existing character.
50 "connect guest" connects you to a guest account.
51 "create <name> <password>" creates a new character.
52
53 "WHO" tells you who is logged in to the game (case sensitive).
54 "QUIT" exits the game and saves your character.
55
56 Once logged on, "help" gives help on specific commands, functions, and
57 special topics. Other 'help' commands include "+help" and "news".
58
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104 "connect <name> <password>" connects you to an existing character.
105 "connect guest" connects you to a guest account.
106 "create <name> <password>" creates a new character.
107
108 "WHO" tells you who is logged in to the game (case sensitive).
109 "QUIT" exits the game and saves your character.
110
111 Once logged on, "help" gives help on specific commands, functions, and
112 special topics. Other 'help' commands include "+help" and "news".
113
114 Trouble connecting? E-mail emurphy42@gmail.com and we'll try to help.
115------------------------------------------------------------------------------
116Last connect was from 166.137.97.101 on Sun Nov 18 15:31:07.095657 2018.
117MAIL: 6 messages in folder 0 [unnamed] (1 unread, 0 cleared).
118Little Cabin 1(#12849R)
119
120 This small hand hewn log cabin primarily features a single main room. One end is an open little kitchen with fridge, counter, sink, stove and oven with a window and cabinets. No dishwasher. Across from that is a small table and two chairs by window. Behind it is a door that lets into the full bath with shower, a closet and a pantry.
121
122 The main room consists of a faded green fold out couch, an old iron bound trunk serves as a coffee table, and a matching side chair. These are positioned to face the drystack stone fireplace with modern and efficient wood stove with a glass door. A large elk skin rug is on the floor before the fireplace. Shelves and bookcase, windows, and a reading light completes the layout along with a desk with a chair with laptop. Throw pillows and other rugs add a splash of bright colors. Worn hickory floors, pine ceiling, log walls of poplar with smokey heartwood. It's an older place with much use but well crafted.
123
124 Candle sconces and lanterns, as well as electric bulbs set in antler, add light by night. Solar panels on the roof provide electricity. A covered porch across the front has a pair of rocking chairs and a hammock.
125
126Obvious Exits:
127Out <O>
128You booted your frozen connections.
129=============================| Anomaly Jobs v6.5 |=============================
130* Job# Title Due On Assigned To Status
131-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
132 366 XP Refunds OVERDUE! - NEW
133==========================| * Denotes New Activity |===========================
134RP Rooms Lobby
135
136 Welcome to the RP Rooms Lobby. These rooms are available for temporary IC locations. Any player can access a variety of code that is available for the RP rooms by typing: +help +rprooms. We kindly ask that once you are done using the rooms that the descriptions are cleared and the room reset so that others can access them. Thank you and we hope that you all enjoy your rp!
137
138
139Contents:
140Kira
141Adelphi
142Order
143PLEASE UNLOCK YOUR ROOMS WHEN YOU'RE DONE WITH THEM THANK YOU!
144Obvious Exits:
145OOC Nexus <ON>
146<---======##===============[ RP Room Reservations ]===============##======--->
147 Room <1>: Expires - Mon Nov 19 17:45:58 2018
148 Room <2>: Expires - Mon Nov 19 17:57:10 2018
149 Room <3>: Expires - Sun Nov 18 18:12:02 2018
150 Room <4>: UNRESERVED
151 Room <5>: Expires - Sun Nov 18 21:50:55 2018
152 Room <6>: UNRESERVED
153 Room <7>: UNRESERVED
154 Room <8>: UNRESERVED
155 Room <9>: UNRESERVED
156 Room <10>: UNRESERVED
157<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
158<---======##=============[ Lleutrim's XP Statistics ]=============##======--->
159Vote XP Received: 156.20 (30.9%) Vote XP Given: 218.19
160IC Time XP Received: 47.95 (9.5%)
161Nom XP Received: 299.99 (59.5%) XP Spent: 484.00
162Total Lifetime XP: 504.14 (100.0%) Current XP: 20.14
163<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
164<---======##========[ Qualifying XP Spends for Lleutrim ]=========##======--->
165 Academics............................................ 1 for 3 XP
166 Animal Ken........................................... 3 for 4 XP
167 Appearance........................................... 3 for 8 XP
168 Athletics............................................ 5 for 8 XP
169 Awareness............................................ 3 for 4 XP
170 Bureaucracy.......................................... 1 for 3 XP
171 Charisma............................................. 5 for 16 XP
172 Computer............................................. 2 for 2 XP
173 Crafts............................................... 3 for 4 XP
174 Dodge................................................ 5 for 8 XP
175 Drive................................................ 3 for 4 XP
176 Empathy.............................................. 4 for 6 XP
177 Enigmas.............................................. 3 for 4 XP
178 Etiquette............................................ 1 for 3 XP
179 Expression........................................... 3 for 4 XP
180 Finance.............................................. 1 for 3 XP
181 Firearms............................................. 5 for 8 XP
182 Gnosis............................................... 5 for 8 XP
183 Intelligence......................................... 4 for 12 XP
184 Intimidation......................................... 4 for 6 XP
185 Investigation........................................ 3 for 4 XP
186 Law.................................................. 2 for 2 XP
187 Leadership........................................... 3 for 4 XP
188 Linguistics.......................................... 1 for 3 XP
189 Manipulation......................................... 4 for 12 XP
190 Martial Arts (hard Style)............................ 1 for 3 XP
191 Martial Arts (soft Style)............................ 1 for 3 XP
192 Medicine............................................. 3 for 4 XP
193 Melee................................................ 1 for 3 XP
194 Occult............................................... 2 for 2 XP
195 Perception........................................... 4 for 12 XP
196 Politics............................................. 1 for 3 XP
197 Primal Urge.......................................... 5 for 8 XP
198 Rage................................................. 7 for 6 XP
199 Research............................................. 1 for 3 XP
200 Rituals.............................................. 4 for 6 XP
201 Science.............................................. 1 for 3 XP
202 Security............................................. 2 for 2 XP
203 Stealth.............................................. 5 for 8 XP
204 Streetwise........................................... 2 for 2 XP
205 Strength............................................. 5 for 16 XP
206 Subterfuge........................................... 4 for 6 XP
207 Survival............................................. 3 for 4 XP
208 Technology........................................... 1 for 3 XP
209 Willpower............................................ 8 for 7 XP
210 Wits................................................. 5 for 16 XP
211<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
212Little Cabin 1(#12849R)
213
214 This small hand hewn log cabin primarily features a single main room. One end is an open little kitchen with fridge, counter, sink, stove and oven with a window and cabinets. No dishwasher. Across from that is a small table and two chairs by window. Behind it is a door that lets into the full bath with shower, a closet and a pantry.
215
216 The main room consists of a faded green fold out couch, an old iron bound trunk serves as a coffee table, and a matching side chair. These are positioned to face the drystack stone fireplace with modern and efficient wood stove with a glass door. A large elk skin rug is on the floor before the fireplace. Shelves and bookcase, windows, and a reading light completes the layout along with a desk with a chair with laptop. Throw pillows and other rugs add a splash of bright colors. Worn hickory floors, pine ceiling, log walls of poplar with smokey heartwood. It's an older place with much use but well crafted.
217
218 Candle sconces and lanterns, as well as electric bulbs set in antler, add light by night. Solar panels on the roof provide electricity. A covered porch across the front has a pair of rocking chairs and a hammock.
219
220Obvious Exits:
221Out <O>
222[Garou] Lleutrim has joined this channel.
223<---======##===============[ Players By Location ]================##======--->
224 Name Alias Location
225<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
226 Patches........ Sewers - Under Belvedere Ave. and Third Ave.
227 Cressida....... MTPDATW Chargen
228 kleelI......... MTPDATW Chargen
229 Arielle........ Underwater Cavern
230 Isla........... Deep Forest - Southwest
231 Hjalmar........ HH Deep Forest - Southwest
232 Jes............ Deej Deep Forest - Southwest
233 Frost.......... Deep Forest - Southwest
234 Miranda........ Forest Home - Main Room
235 Vesta.......... Ves Redstone Manor - Living Room
236 Vesta.......... Ves Redstone Manor - Living Room
237 Journey........ jou Redstone Manor - Living Room
238 Smiley......... S Alley
239 Ash............ Avante Seaside - 304 Living Room
240 Amelia......... Am Avante Seaside - 403 Living Room
241 Roman.......... Cabin - Upstairs
242 Kord........... Canyon Park Crossroads - 403 Living Room
243 Veronica....... roni Council for Lucent Learning - Public Areas
244 Jolene......... Jole Crown Museum Elysium - Conservatory
245 Iridia......... Doctor Ivanov's Office
246 Giselle........ Gis Eastwind Ranch - Grounds and Garden
247 Giselle........ Gis Eastwind Ranch - Grounds and Garden
248 Jake........... Eastwind Ranch - Grounds and Garden
249 Lila........... Falcon Square - 406 Living Room
250 La Wolfe....... LW Furor Poeticus - Apartment 1
251 Shazia......... Shaz Glenhurst - 2404 Barham
252 Cynthia........ Cy Impossible Glade
253 Seth........... Impossible Glade
254 Ailys.......... Impossible Glade
255 Natalie........ Nata Island Home - First Floor
256 Paul........... Isolated Cabin - Main Room
257 Paul........... Isolated Cabin - Main Room
258 Robert......... Isolated Cabin - Main Room
259 Clarisse....... Risse Isolated Cabin - Main Room
260 Brent.......... Jolly Dragon - Room 1
261 Algernon....... Jolly Dragon - Room 1
262 Lleutrim....... Lleu Little Cabin 1
263 Yarden......... Yar Log Cabin - Sitting Room
264 Merek.......... Black Merek's House - Bedroom
265 Pax............ PH Our Lady Fatima Mission - East Wing
266 Felicity....... Pennington Towers - Penthouse
267 Felicity....... Pennington Towers - Penthouse
268 Dusk........... DDR RP Room 1
269 Vasile......... RP Room 2
270 Vegard......... Djed RP Room 2
271 Nadezhda....... Nadya RP Room 2
272 Arianna........ Ari Royal Cajun Cabaret - Studio Apartment
273 Halle.......... hal Semibreve Technologies - Apartment
274 Halle.......... hal Semibreve Technologies - Apartment
275 Johanna........ JJ Serenity Grove - Living Areas
276 Khol........... kh Serenity Grove - Living Areas
277 Donovan........ don South Gate Suburbs - 3203 Twin Peaks - Back Yard
278 Aldo........... Qeb South Gate Suburbs - 3304 Palomar - Living Room
279 Reed........... South Gate Suburbs - 3501 El Fuerte - Living Room
280 Stella......... SA The Glass House - Open Room
281 Carolyn........ co The Sideshow - Apartment
282 Amy............ The Sideshow - Sunroom and Gardens
283 Griffin........ Zane Thorn Building - 1010
284 Erana.......... Era Thorn Building - 1010
285 Carol.......... Vallarta Terrace - 201 Living Room
286 DarthKitten.... DK DarthKitten's Moon
287 FennecFox...... FF FennecFox's Den
288 Bieta.......... Ela OOC Nexus
289 Viator......... NSTK OOC Nexus
290 OldCrow........ oc OldCrow's Bar
291 Mouse.......... Maus PoisonFrog's Ringworld
292 Samara......... Poser's
293 Kira........... RP Rooms Lobby
294 Adelphi........ RP Rooms Lobby
295 Zirnitra....... Receiving Room
296 WhoopingCrane.. WC WhoopingCrane's Marsh
297 Stryfe......... Monolithic Dome Home - Courtyard
298 Hana........... Monolithic Dome Home - Courtyard
299 UNFINDABLE: Aerie, Agate, Alecto, Amelie, Angie, Apostolis, Aubrey, Azoth, Barksdale, Bayne, Branton, Brittney, Brooke, Bryan, Cameron, Catherine, Chastity, Cristobal, Daphnne, Dark, Drey, Edgar, Estrella, Ethan, Franchesca, George, Gwydion, Halona, Harano, Hashim, Hazard, HoneyBadger, Hunter, Iris, Jenny, Jessamine, Juliette, Katharina, Katrina, Linnete, Lyall, Madeline, Maria, Mewt, Mikael, Milenka, Montserrat, Niccia, November, Oliver, Orla, Oswald, Phoenix, Raul, Richard, Sander, Sandra, Selena, Sergei, Shannon, Silvana, Skully, Tinlin, Viktor, Vilmos, and Zora
300<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
301<---======##========[ Upcoming City of Hope MUSH Events ]=========##======--->
302NUM ST Genre Title Date Sgnps
303649 Karasu All Autumn Festival Wed Nov 28 03:00 PST 3
304657 Amelie Vampire Queen Tribute Night Wed Nov 21 17:00 PST 0
305658 Orla Garou Fianna Bonfire Sun Nov 18 17:00 PST 6
306659 Russ Wyrm Hi-ho, the Derry-o! Mon Nov 26 21:00 est 0
307660 Johanna Garou Garou Archery Contest Sun Dec 02 14:00 PST 1
308662 Jolene ALL Once Upon A Time Gala Sun Dec 02 12:00 PST 0
309664 Orla Garou Karaoke Night Sat Dec 01 16:00 PST 4
310<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
311Huh? (Type “help†for help.)
312<---======##============[ Event 658 - Fianna Bonfire ]============##======--->
313Fianna Fun!
314
315As the numbers of the Fianna grow we wanted to have a gathering to share drinks, fire and stories into the wee hours of the morning. Food, drinks and merriment will be had and beware, they may be Haggis involved.
316
317Come join us for a night of fun at the cabins.
318
319Date: Sun Nov 18 17:00:00 2018 PST
320Storyteller: Orla
321Genre: Garou
322Signups: Lyall, Jes, Isla, Hjalmar, Tinlin, and Sean
323<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
324You paged Orla with ‘Where's the party?’
325GAME: Orla wants to meet you at Deep Forest - Southwest. Turn to +help +meet for more info as what this means or type +meet/accept to accept.
326GAME: You accept Orla's request to meet at Deep Forest - Southwest.
327Deep Forest - Southwest(#1239RJ)
328 The vividly, lush, foliage around you greets one's eyes as the distinct sharp, sweet smell of pine and oak fills one's nostrils. The crisp sound of birds within the trees chirp noisily as the rustling of critters scurry along through the bushes in the distance. The brilliance of the sun casts faint shadows down through the thick tangle of trees during the day, where at night the swift chill of bitter wind draws an eerie fog throughout the dense surroundings seeming to lurk through the woods. Small trails of animal tracks are hidden here and there for the keen eye to capture and the peaceful surroundings of nature's glory seem to emanate through the entire area.
329
330 OOC Warning: IC presence in this patrolled area constitutes consent to sniping (See +rules Sniping) and may result in an Escalation request being submitted from large territorial furry creatures with no warning beyond this note.
331Contents:
332Jes
333Hjalmar
334Isla
335Branton
336Frost
337Lyall
338Orla
339Wild Bee Hive
340Obvious Exits:
341Little Cabin <LC> Little Cabin 2 <LC2> Little Cabin 3 <LC3> Little Cabin 4 <LC4> Little Cabin 5 <LC5> East <E> North <N> West <W>
342You paged Orla with ‘thank you!’
343--------- New Activity ---------
344From afar, Orla salutes and pages you the set.
345<---======##===================[ Current Time ]===================##======--->
346It is now currently Sun Nov 18 17:41:39 2018, PST.
347The moon is currently Waxing Gibbous, Rage diff 5 (4 if Galliard and/or Crinos).
348The current temperature is 70.0 F (21.1 C).
349Sunset was 55m ago.
350See also: +moon, +weather
351<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
352<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Not sure if I can stay connected but trying the computer."
353Orla pages:
354The center of the gathering of cabins has been set with a large ring for the bonfire. Its already been made up and a slow burn has begun as the flames are leaping higher and eating at the provided fuel. A sizable stack of wood and kindling is not far away but far enough to be kept from any sparks that may shoot out. There is a folding table to one side with beverages and food and notably there is a rise with a plate of haggis on it still under foil should any care to look. AJeep has been parked to the side and is pumping out tunes that harken to Gaelic Storm and Flogging Molly along with other more modern folk bands. As the fire continues to grow there is a set of logs to the side cleaned and looking rather straight with a seeming intent to their purpose. Pumpkins as well..smelling a little on the rotten side about eight in total are tucked away by the logs. There is finally a coiled thick rope about three inches in diameter with a bandana tied to it. Some folding chairs are already out and there is room for vehicles to back up and park to open tailgates up.
355
356<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Np Lleu! Awesome of you to join though!"
357Hjalmar has voted for you.
358Hjalmar has voted for you.
359Frost has voted for you.
360You paged Orla with ‘I had no idea you were right outside of my cabin! haha.’
361Frost has voted for you.
362
363Fianna Party? Hell yeah! Knowing this was going on, Isla and Jes were not going to miss it. Showing up dressed like normal for her, she carries a bottle of Scotch in one hand, and a bottle of Scotch in the other. A smirk on her face as she sees the setup and nods, her flaming red hair falling around her shoulders. "Aye, this is the place!" Her head turns to look back for her Beta, "C'mon now, Sprinkles! Shake a leg!" Once up to the table, she puts down one bottle of Scotch, but keeps the other one in her hand. She heads over to Orla and with a chin jut says, "Hey, Orla. Glad to see ye again. Looks like ye setup a great party! I brought a bottle of Scotch to share." Not the one in her hand though. Just the one she left on the table.
364
365You paged Orla with ‘Ooh... no vehicles are allowed back here.’
366Orla pages: Well thats all sorts of lame. I am breaking a rule with the Jeep for music. You can come shake her finger at Orla and she can swear in Gaelic.
367Orla pages: shake your*
368
369 Hjalmar accepts the offered hand and shakes it firmly. "A pleasure to meet you Orla. And it is a Nordic name. Though I hail from The Netherlands, Frisia. My family has roots in Norway, and we tend to keep up with the old ways as well." He grins broadly and gestures to the stuff he put on the table. "Got a nice wheel of cheese from back home for the party. As well as a few bottles of mead which I made myself. Nothing magical, but good non the less!"
370You paged Orla with ‘I don't think you'd even get them back here but sure, can roll with it ICly.’
371<---======##=====================[ Lleutrim ]=====================##======--->
372Alias: Lleu |On for: 7m Idle: 0s
373Sex: Male |Mail: 1 unread / 5 read.
374E-Mail: (unlisted) |
375<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
376Location: Deep Forest - Southwest
377Full Name: Lleutrim Robert Donnachaidh
378Age: Middle 30's
379Position: Former Police Officer and USMC Captain.
380Plan: Rite Name: Battle Singer (Seinneadair Blà r)
381Office-hours: EST, usually available evenings but some day times.
382Homepage: http://coh.spork.com/index.php?title=Lleutrim
383Short Desc: Homid: 6'3", 220+ lbs, Caucasian male, beard, grey eyes.
384<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
385Lleutrim just +fingered you.
386Frost leans out to catch the beer as it's gently lobbed her way, letting her hands drop with it a little bit to lessen the sting. And the shaking. Nobody likes a flat beer. She puts it between her knees for now, leaving it capped, looking over as the crowd starts to grow with a curious smile on her face.
387
388 "You shake your pretty ass, Peach!" Jes retorts to his Alpha as he follows along, rolling his eyes and carrying a small crate filled with beer. He has a Nat Sherman between his lips, and smokes hands-free, occupied with his motherlode of brew as he clomps along behind Isla. He places the crate on the ground, dusting off his hands and plucking the cigarette from his lips to blow a smoke ring, then winks at Lyall. "Heard you were throwing a party. Didn't want to get thirsty."
389[Garou] Sean says, “Meet please?â€
390Sean has arrived.
391[Garou] Xavier says, “Whats going on?â€
392Writing reality out to disk. Please wait...
393Reality saved. Thank you for your patience.
394[Garou] Frost says, “Fianna are throwing a rager.â€
395<OOC> Sean says, "the one Sunday I have to work"
396
397A wolf arrives from the east and slows down at the noise! Seinneadair Blà r's hackles go up as he nears the small, carefully hidden cabins and hears loud music and then sees a Jeep! He hunkers down and stays out of sight for long moments to watch and see what is going on! The wolf, quite alarmed, watches with silvery eyes to pick out who all is gathered and what the hell they are doing this close to the Caern, where vehicles are definitely /not/ allowed.
398[Garou] Lyall says, “big party. Much drinking. You can hang out and dance, but cubs can't drink I don't thinkâ€
399[Garou] Xavier says, “Can I get a meet as well?â€
400
401 "Ye did well, understandin' me. Congrats! Gaun Yersel!" This last is called out to Isla and Jes as she lifts her hand. "Ah dae try. thes is Hjalmar. hae ye aw met? thes is Sprinkles an' Isla. More bevvies. Thes will be guid! Ah got some games in a wee bit. Anyain want tae play eat th' Haggis?" She lifts her voice at the last.
402<OOC> Orla says, "Thats me yo"
403[Garou] Dusk says, “Ha ha, cubs can't drink.â€
404Sean is here. Totally here. Lurking and wandering around happily
405
406 Fianna Party. Oyah. The tunes are set for at least the next two hours. Lyall slips from the hood of the jeep, hoisting the bottle of bubs in his mouth until its empty and placing it very properly into a recycling bin. Another beer is snagged from an oncoming crate of brew carried by Jes. "Sounds like you showed up the right proper way." Lyall shakes his head /promptly/ at the suggestion to eat the Haggis. Not him. Not tonight.
407Xavier has arrived.
408[Garou] Sean says, “Says who?â€
409[Garou] Orla says, “He can however EAT Haggisâ€
410[Garou] <<Starshine McBaldfire>>, Branton says, “I know that's a specific rule for the Fianna but its a good general policy. No drinking, no drugs, no sex. You need to learn to control your impulses, not test them.â€
411You paged Sean with ‘I thought you said vehicles weren't allowed back here this close to the Caern.’
412[Garou] Dusk says, “Lyall.â€
413<OOC> Sean says, "for Fianna sure. yeah"
414[Garou] Lyall says, “I thought Ildar couldn't drink, and it applied to cubs in general.â€
415You have left channel Garou.
416[Garou] Lleutrim has left this channel.
417Xavier has voted for you.
418Xavier has voted for you.
419<OOC> Orla says, "Is there any way to color your name in poses so you know when someone is talking to you?"
420Lyall has voted for you.
421You have voted for Orla
422You have voted for Branton
423You have voted for Hjalmar
424You have voted for Isla
425You have voted for Lyall
426You have voted for Xavier
427You have voted for Sean
428You have voted for Jes
429You have voted for Frost
430Lyall has voted for you.
431You have voted for Orla
432You have voted for Branton
433You have voted for Hjalmar
434You have voted for Isla
435You have voted for Lyall
436You have voted for Xavier
437You have voted for Sean
438You have voted for Jes
439You have voted for Frost
440Orla has voted for you.
441Orla has voted for you.
442<OOC> Sean says, "please no one pose directly at me. I'm at work and this screen is itty bitty"
443<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Yes, in your client."
444Hjalmar pages: IS this /that/ close to the Caern? :P
445Sean has voted for you.
446Jes has voted for you.
447Jes has voted for you.
448Sean has voted for you.
449You paged Hjalmar with ‘The entrance is one room west of here, yes.’
450You paged Hjalmar with ‘The very next room.’
451Hjalmar pages: Owh... That is indeed a bit too close.
452Kelli comes from the West
453Kelli has arrived.
454You paged Hjalmar with ‘There really shouldn't be a party here at all. Bad choice.’
455<OOC> Kelli finds the party.
456Branton has voted for you.
457Branton has voted for you.
458
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683Deep Forest - Southwest(#1239RJ)
684 The vividly, lush, foliage around you greets one's eyes as the distinct sharp, sweet smell of pine and oak fills one's nostrils. The crisp sound of birds within the trees chirp noisily as the rustling of critters scurry along through the bushes in the distance. The brilliance of the sun casts faint shadows down through the thick tangle of trees during the day, where at night the swift chill of bitter wind draws an eerie fog throughout the dense surroundings seeming to lurk through the woods. Small trails of animal tracks are hidden here and there for the keen eye to capture and the peaceful surroundings of nature's glory seem to emanate through the entire area.
685
686 OOC Warning: IC presence in this patrolled area constitutes consent to sniping (See +rules Sniping) and may result in an Escalation request being submitted from large territorial furry creatures with no warning beyond this note.
687Contents:
688Kelli
689Xavier
690Sean
691Jes
692Hjalmar
693Isla
694Branton
695Frost
696Lyall
697Orla
698Wild Bee Hive
699Obvious Exits:
700Little Cabin <LC> Little Cabin 2 <LC2> Little Cabin 3 <LC3> Little Cabin 4 <LC4> Little Cabin 5 <LC5> East <E> North <N> West <W>
701You booted your frozen connections.
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707<OOC> Orla says, "Welcome back, Lleu"
708<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Thank you!"
709
710 Hjalmar shrugs and chuckles. "Aye, I did. Maar versta jij dit ook dan? Of niet?" He winks at her before he looks to the car and back. "Orla.. You do realize that this is very close to the Caern, right?" A looks of concern forming on his face. "The car is not allowed this close to it. But some of the people around here can sing rather good. So how about we get rid of that car, and get someone to sing or play some instruments. And if anyone has a radio or whatever, we could still play the car's music as well." He sighs a bit. "I'd hate it if you'd get into trouble for throwing a decent party."
711Hjalmar pages: There ya go.
712
713It seems to be the Fianna party, right here, spitting distance from the Caern. Seinneadair Blà r stays hidden and slips from wolf to his homid form. Lleutrim pushes through the brush and steps out, walking towards the bonfire. "Who the hell thought it was a good idea to bring a Jeep back here? Vehicles aren't allowed back here! Lyall, turn that music down!" Donnachaidh sees him so he goes directly to him, lowering his baritone, "You know the entrance to the Caern is right over there a bit west of here, right? We aren't supposed to be doing anything to draw attention to it." He grimaces, "Oh, like vehicles, bonfires and loud music. Get Forestry Service out here - it's not burn season." The former Cop frowns, watching his fellow Fianna having a good time.
714You paged Hjalmar with ‘Aye.’
715Hjalmar pages: Did you also got my previous page?
716You paged Hjalmar with ‘Not sure. I lost my connection. What was it?’
717Hjalmar pages: Hmm.. Though I think such a thing should have been mentioned to her before the actual date? Since.. Well.. Since invitations and word got around? So if people were to go bitching about it.. Not too nice after such a time. The car though.. Aye.. That might be an issue. (repage)
718You paged Hjalmar with ‘True but nothing was mentioned of bonfires, loud music and a Jeep at the cabins, in the post.’
719You paged Hjalmar with ‘A quiet party in the cabins wouldn't be an issue.’
720Hjalmar pages: The bonfire was litteraly mentioned as the event's name. :P
721You paged Hjalmar with ‘Anyway, Lleu'll have said his piece and it'll be up to others.’
722You paged Hjalmar with ‘Ah. Well, I have had so many connection issues I didn't read anything but the date.’
723Frost looks up at Lleu as he comes out of the brush, scrunching back in her seat near the fire a little bit when it's apparent he's less than pleased. Her fingers curl around her beer bottle, fingers fiddling with the cap as she watches him with a touch of worry, glancing over towards Lyall as the big man makes that his destination. Her lips purse faintly and she pops the top off the beer, tilting it back to start drinking; possibly a little quickly.
724Long distance to Hjalmar: Lleutrim will roll with it ICly.
725Hjalmar pages: Fair enough. But hence my comment.
726Hjalmar pages: I understand. ;)
727Quietly arrives with a smile as she sees the party, her lips part but she quickly doesn't say a thing when it seems the party should /not/ have been here. So, she shimmies quietly around the perimeter to find a beer and perch out of the way, don't look at her, she didn't do it!
728<OOC> Kelli says, "oops, mine!"
729Isla rolls her eyes, "Well, look who it is? The Old Grumpy Gus. Who made you the fucking party police?" She turns her head to stick her tongue out at Jes for his comment, before opening up her bottle of scotch and taking a swig.
730
731There is a laugh and Orla grins brilliantly at Hjalmar, touching the side of her nose and then pointing to him with a wink in return. "Och, pure. Weel 'at is nae guid. Lyall," she starts towards him after Hjalmar makes a note of the car rule. "Ho ye." this said to Isla as she holds up a finger and starts for Lyall and sees Lleutrim. "Och awrite there, Lleutrim. We can bit th' motor. Nae need tae gie yer keks in a twist." She looks to Lyall and upnods her head.
732Hjalmar pages: I chuckled at your /police/ approach in comparisson to my more.. Relaxed approach. :P
733<OOC> Xavier says, "What kinda music is the jeep playing?"
734<OOC> Lyall says, "Gaelic rock"
735<OOC> Orla says, "Well Gaelic Storm specifically"
736<OOC> Xavier says, "Ok."
737<OOC> Orla says, "But thats about to end XD"
738OH GOOD! Isla is here to be snarky to someone outranking Lyall. Perfect. So the Fianna Theurge tips his newfound beer bottle into the air to chug-a-lug a bit. "Huh now?" Is the first response that gets uttered about Lleutrim's unhappiness to the music, and the fire, and the fun. Mostly the fun. Lleutrim doesn't like the fun. "We've had the notice up for a week and nobody bothered to tell us we couldn't? Seems a bit....far-fetched."
739
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741 Having come back up at the Caern, Xavier wasn't sure of all the garou yet, but what the hell, he has to get out and mingle right? Walking up, and as he does he hears some music playing though it's not his type of music, but what the hell, to each their own. Still he walks up looking at everyone, his eyes scanning everyone, a big grin on his lips as he sees the crowd. He didn't know how the rules were, but he figures he may not be able to drink, oh well. "Hey everyone." he waves as he nears the group.
742
743 Hjalmar smiles at Orla's response. And when Isla makes that remark to Lleu, his brow arcs up. "Behave." This is directed to Isla in a clear and deep voice. He turns then to Lyall. "The notice said something about the bonfire. Not about cars being brought to the Caerns doorstep." He looks to Lleu and back to those responding unhappy. "Lleu loves to party, just like all the other Fianna. But there are rules which should not be broken." His voice remaining deep and very clear. Authorative in a most enchanting way. "No one said the Bonfire was a no go. I agree. No one of a high ranking station in the Caern bothered to say something about that. But there /will/ be a problem if the car stays. So that one has to go. Now." He shrugs and smiles broadly. "After that. We can party again."
744"Oh. No music?" Lyall moves a hand down and thumbs the volume control on the side of his phone in his pocket. The music cranks lower and lower until finally settling into nothingness. Now only the roaring crackle of the bonfire is here. And grumpy people to talk over it.
745Lleutrim eyes Isla and growls, "Protecting the Caern and the veil should be among our /highest/ priorities. Or do you dispute that? I'm sure our Sept elders would love to hear your opinion on it." Aye, he's not pleased. He looks to Hjalmar and gives a nod, "Exactly. I love a good party as much as the next person. This is ... just a very sensetive location."
746
747Donnachaidh looks back to Lyall, "Having a party in the cabins would be fine. I didn't catch the location myself, I've been busy. There is this whole war thing going on." He sighs, "Trust me, I /love/ a good party. Can we just get the Jeep out of here and maybe keep the fire kicked down a little? If you want music, Sean, myself and others can play without it being really loud." A nod to what Hjalmar says as Lleu seems to agree the party doesn't have to end.
748<OOC> Hjalmar says, "See! He's not a party killer! All ye thinking so are bastidz! :P"
749<OOC> Lyall says, "who is Donnachiad?"
750<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Lleu."
751<OOC> Lleutrim is Donnachaidh - it's Lleu's last name.
752<OOC> Lyall says, "Gah"
753
754 "/Jes/ and Isla," Jes calls out in response to Orla's introduction, rolling his eyes. "Only she gets to call me Sprinkles! The rest of you didn't earn it!" He snags a Guinness from his crate and cracks the bottle, pouring himself a cup and letting it sit for a bit while he smokes.
755 "Well, I hear 'party' and I think 'oh, shit, they're gonna run out of beer'," the Ragabash says to Lyall with a smirk, shrugging jokingly. He catches Lleutrim's entrance and complaints and shakes his head, calling out, "Who wrapped that fart in a wet blanket? Jesus, it's like fun gave you herpes or some shit. Have a drink, it'll stop you from bitching." He holds a beer out toward the Galliard, waggling it enticingly.
756Hjalmar pages: What are the ranks of those loudmouths? 0.o Or is this normal behaviour for a Raga? 0.o
757
758Moving over to stand at the door with Lyall, she leans into him and places a kiss to his cheek before ruffling his hair a bit. "Can ye gie thes hin' parked elsewhere?" Orla wrinkles her nose at him and takes his drink so you know, he's not drinking and driving. Stepping back she gives the others a look and murmurs beneath her breath before she calls out to the new faces. "Welcome! Come gie a drink...lots ay scran!" She waves her fingers towards Kelli and Xavier as she carries her drink and Lyall over to the table before looking back at Lleutrim, "Bevvies this way." She remarks and then smirks back over her shoulder at Jes, "Sprinkles."
759You paged Hjalmar with ‘Jes and Isla both did their RoP with Lleu.’
760You paged Hjalmar with ‘So they are Fosterns now as well and should know better - but they also live outside of the Sept.’
761Hjalmar pages: If they keep this up.. I think there will be talks later. ><
762You paged Hjalmar with ‘Aye, Lleu will have to mention it to Journey and Jake, most likely.’
763Hjalmar pages: Aye.
764You paged Hjalmar with ‘But he'd much prefer to tone it down and let the party continue. Orla and Lyall just didn't know the Caern was right here.’
765You paged Hjalmar with ‘Not OOCly.’
766You paged Hjalmar with ‘THey are new here.’
767Hjalmar pages: Agreed. I'd rather not kill the party either. :)
768Hjalmar pages: Like I also ICly mentioned. The talks were there for some time now. And no one of high rank decided to say something about it.
769Frost can't help but start to frown a little as folks fire off the insults, looking at Lleu with a touch of concern. She looks at the beer, then polishes it off before getting up from her seat to toss the empty bottle away. Her coat is slung over her arm, and she gives the gathering a more nervous glance as she starts to make her way towards the edge.
770Kelli remains at the edge of the party, when she sees Frost making her way to the edge she begins to move her way. Strength in numbers? Or maybe just comfort. "Uh...some party?" she murmurs to herself as she awaits what is sure to be trouble to be had.
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772 Hjalmar has said what he wanted to say and grabs two beers. He smiles broadly at Orla and nods. "AYe, thank you Orla." Then heads over to Lleu, giving him one of the beers. "Aye. Time to get some propper Fianna music going in a bit. Agreed?"
773"Proper Fianna music being drunken singing? Lets get to it then." Lyall gets an Orla LEANNNED into him and he grins down at her. But. I. Thats his. Bevvy. Then he heaves a sigh and meanders off towards the jeep to get it a-moving out of here. "We are /moving/, Orla." Is what gets called before he settles into the jeep and rumbles off.
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775 "Watch it, One Punch Mickey," Jes replies to Orla with a smirk, flipping up his fingers in a V and then dropping to just the middle one before setting the second beer on the table next to him and plucking the cigarette from his lips again. He picks up his cup o' Guinness and takes a swig, following it up with another drag on his cigarette. He looks around, spotting Branton, and sidles over to say, "What's the haps, Dark Phoenix?"
776Isla shakes her head at the old man and then the Dutch guy. "What the fuck is this? A Fianna party? Or a piss and moan party? We should be drinkin', not bitching. If ye all live here at these cabins, then shouldn't it be a safe place that the veil is not an issue? If it is that big an issue, then ye should have insisted it not be held here, or planned something yerself. FUCK." She just swigs more of her scotch. "And I liked the music. Why couldn't it just be turned down a bit?" Then the jeep is moving and she just shrugs. She swigs the scotch again, and walks over to join Jes to speak with Branton, a look of sympathy to Orla.
777Lleutrim adds, "I have a CD player if you want to play music rather than have me and others play and sing. I can bring it out - just don't blast it so loud it'll carry a long way." He lowers his voice and says to Hjalmar, "Of all the places to host a wild, loud party." The beer is accepted, "Thanks. Give me a minute to chill." Man, he could use a drink, too. "Patrols come right through here to make sure the Caern's immediate area is secure."
778Hjalmar pages: That one is pissing me off dearly. xD
779You paged Hjalmar with ‘She's supposed to. She's a loud mouthed Ahroun.’
780Hjalmar pages: Good to know. But still. xD
781Long distance to Hjalmar: Lleutrim normally likes her but her player is pissed off at me, atm.
782Hjalmar pages: Ah! Hence the snarky replies I guess?
783You paged Hjalmar with ‘Yep, though in all fairness to her player, her character is supposed to be like that.’
784Hjalmar pages: Lol.. I shall refrain from commenting a reply on what you just said. xD
785Long distance to Hjalmar: Lleutrim did his Rite of Passage with the two of them. They can be a lot of fun when they aren't being dicks. ;]
786Deep Forest - Southwest(#1239RJ)
787 The vividly, lush, foliage around you greets one's eyes as the distinct sharp, sweet smell of pine and oak fills one's nostrils. The crisp sound of birds within the trees chirp noisily as the rustling of critters scurry along through the bushes in the distance. The brilliance of the sun casts faint shadows down through the thick tangle of trees during the day, where at night the swift chill of bitter wind draws an eerie fog throughout the dense surroundings seeming to lurk through the woods. Small trails of animal tracks are hidden here and there for the keen eye to capture and the peaceful surroundings of nature's glory seem to emanate through the entire area.
788
789 OOC Warning: IC presence in this patrolled area constitutes consent to sniping (See +rules Sniping) and may result in an Escalation request being submitted from large territorial furry creatures with no warning beyond this note.
790Contents:
791Kelli
792Xavier
793Sean
794Jes
795Hjalmar
796Isla
797Branton
798Frost
799Lyall
800Orla
801Wild Bee Hive
802Obvious Exits:
803Little Cabin <LC> Little Cabin 2 <LC2> Little Cabin 3 <LC3> Little Cabin 4 <LC4> Little Cabin 5 <LC5> East <E> North <N> West <W>
804ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Orla
805ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Branton
806ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Hjalmar
807ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Isla
808ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Lyall
809You have voted for Kelli
810ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Xavier
811ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Sean
812ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Jes
813ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Frost
814ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Orla
815ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Branton
816ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Hjalmar
817ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Isla
818ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Lyall
819You have voted for Kelli
820ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Xavier
821ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Sean
822ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Jes
823ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Frost
824Orla says, “Hush ye Air Beige!" Orla calls back at Jes aka Sprinkles before a nod is given to Hjalmar. Her eyes follow Lyall as he runs the Jeep out of the vicinity. Her hands go to her hips then as her nose wrinkles, glancing to Frost and Kelli giving the two a salute with two fingers. Orla continues humming the song that was last playing and bounces upon her feet a bit and then comes about to unveil the ansi(hy,Haggis) in all it's glory. She beams a bit and turns about, waiting for Lyall to return as she moves over to check out the mead that has been brought.â€
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827 Quirking a brow up at what's going on, he walks over and finds a good place to take a seat, seeing as people are arguing and all. Xavier walks over near where Kelli and Frost are, "Hello ladies." he offers a smile and finds a place to sit and watch the fireworks for the time being, "I thought....." someone beat him to it. He sees all the beer being passed around, and he shakes his head. Oh well he will get over it.
828<OOC> Orla says, "Damn Haggis not showing up in yello"
829Orla pages: So I suppose the games I have lined up are too loud?
830You paged Orla with ‘I have no idea what you have lined up.’
831You paged Orla with ‘But seriously the entrance to the Caern is one room west of this one.’
832Orla pages: I have had this event up for over week. Someone could have told me I am new
833You paged Orla with ‘It's the problem with people only using +dir/jump and not using the grid, they don't pay attention. ;}’
834<OOC> Hjalmar says, "The haggis is visible now? :P"
835Branton grins at Jes and Ilsa as he sips his drink, looking up from watching the fire "Not a whole heck of a lot. A drink in my hand and a fire to maybe make pictures in later and I'm a happy guy. How've you two been?"
836<OOC> Orla says, "YES!"
837<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Good! ^^"
838<OOC> Orla says, "All behold it and bow to its glory."
839You paged Orla with ‘I'm sorry I didn't notice. I have been busy and my connection has been lousy. I've hardly been able to be here.’
840Orla pages: I am okay with IC conflict, thats cool. I get it but now sorta feeling like everything else I planned which involve probalby cheering and jeering is going to be a little loud
841Frost gives a glance to Kelli and lets out a near soundless sigh as they come to stand next to one another. She shrugs lightly, a hand lifting to wiggle a little bit in an uncertain motion. Xavier gets a small smile and a little wave before she seems to decide something for herself. A look to Kelli once more and she wrinkles her nose faintly and points to herself and the way back out of the area, then wiggles her fingers in a goodbye. Putting on her coat once more she turns to quietly slip back out.
842Orla pages: Oi and people be leaving.
843You paged Orla with ‘Well, we could relocate and then it's no issue. Parties are usually hosted far from the Caern.’
844Long distance to Orla: Lleutrim didn't make up the rules or theme. I am sorry.
845You paged Orla with ‘Or move it /into/ the Caern and that's fine too because it's under ground.’
846Orla pages: Moving at this point is nearly pointless I think. Its set and lol picking up a bonfire and moving it would be strange. It is what it is
847Kelli waves quietly to Frost, "Probably Smart." she agrees with a little laugh as she takes another sip of her beer, but she doesn't leave herself, not /yet/ but she remains near the edge where she came in.
848From afar, Orla has karaoke to worry about in over a week.
849
850 Hjalmar eyes Isla, but decides to let it go for now. He's not here to mess up a party, but to have fun at one. And the car is leaving, so yeah. All is fine now. He looks back to Lleu and winks. "No problem my friend. And get that CD player if you'd like. Some folks here seem to appreciate that modern stuff more than music for which people actually worked." He chuckles and shugs some of the beer before going back to Orla. "Oi, Orla. Whatcha have for us on the table." He looks over the stuff and raises a brow and grins broadly. "Is that a.. Haggis!? Wow.. Awesome!" He looks back to Orla again. "Alright, get me a piece of that thing. Never had one and always wanted to try it!"
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852
853 The mead's on the table are in these flavours and quantities:
854Pure honey x 2
855Blueberry x 1
856Cranberry x 1
857Vanilla x 1
858Pepper x 1
859Herbal taste x 1
860
861 "Fucking /stellar/," Jes replies to Branton with a grin, finishing his cigarette and flicking the butt into the fire. "Tracking down tainted drugs, cleansing and helping zonked-out club kids, eating at fancy restaurants, pissing on trees so frequently my initals are starting to show up on 'em.... you know, livin' the life, Trogdor." He reaches behind his back, pulling out a beer from his back pocket and handing it over to Isla. "What was about about pictures in the fire? Like... burning pictures of an ex or something?"
862Isla takes the beer from Jes, and cracks it open and downs a third at least of it. "Aye, it is the life. We're having a blast. So much we can do now, and Gaia and Weasel be pleased with us. Just need to get together with the Goopmistress again soon. How is she doin'? Seen her since the last time we went out?"
863Frost goes home.
864Frost has left.
865Branton shakes his head and grins at Jes "Nope, Pyrokinesis is good for more than just scouring the wyrm's minions screaming from the earth. I can use it to shake the fire into pictures, images that anyone can see. Great fun at parties."
866Lleutrim chuckles, "Hey, I'm a Dropkick Murphy's fan myself, Gaelic Storm and all the rest. But mostly I have a stack of Chieftain's and Clancy Brother's CD's myself. I'll be right back." He takes another drink of his beer and sets it down before he goes to his own cabin. Donnachaidh is gone for a couple of minutes, then makes his way back out to hike the short distance back. He's carrying an extension cord that he's letting out and a portable CD player, the cord plugged in at his porch since his cabin has electric. "Here we go. Anything that was playing in the Jeep can be put into this." Soon as he's set it down, Lleu goes back one more time to fetch his guitar and his bodhran.
867
868When he is back to stay, Lleu sets his musical instruments down and gets himself another beer unless he can find a bottle of scotch out here. That's when he sees the Haggis and the mead, and all else. "Very nice." Lleu'll snag a plate of food and then go find a seat, listening to the others talking and having a good time.
869Kelli has disconnected.
870
871 Back again! It takes awhile. But Lyall returns from hooving it with a bit of a pant to him. Maybe the man should work out more if THAT winded him. "Orlaaaa?" But she is found and his beer snatched back again. "So. How we doing this? CD and boombox?" Eyebrows wrinkle and nose scrunches at Orla before he glances about the party again. "Fine collection of folks came out though. A single wolf might even be able to clean up if he were handsome."
872
873"Eh noo! dornt be talkin' doon th' Storm!" This called out to Hjalmar as he speaks about music. There is a smirk on her lips as her dark eyes narrow and she moves the Haggis just a bit, as if she's setting how its displayed just so. Perfect! The call from the Nord gets her to snort. "Aye! ye want tae see hoo mony bites ye can tak'. Anyain else?" She is holding that sharp knife looking all ready to split the casing on the haggis. "Fa WANTS HAGGIS?" Her voice lifts just enough to be heard over everyone else. Because that knife is poised and she is splitting it clean to set it to plates that she begins to dole out beside her. She glances back at Isla and Company for their wants and needs. When Lyall comes to join her she laughs and leans over to bump him with her shoulder. "Haggis?" she scoops a bit onto the fork and airplanes it at his mouth.
874Long distance to Orla: Lleutrim would definitely want Haggis - I've had it rl many times and it's pretty good! (Long as it doesn't come out of a can)
875
876 Hjalmar chuckles and nods. "Aye, gimme a bit please. I'd like to finally give it a try." He gives Lleu a thumbs up as the man returns with the CD player and later with his instruments. "Awesome!" Then to Lyall. "There's a CD player there if you want one to use." He points to the player Lleu just brought back.
877Orla pages: Most definitely not. How dare you suggest such a thing! ;)
878Long distance to Orla: Lleutrim laughs
879Writing reality out to disk. Please wait...
880Reality saved. Thank you for your patience.
881
882 "Seriously? Like the sexy fire gypsies from 'Hellfire' in 'The Hunchback'?" Jes replies to Branton with a laugh, gulping down more of his stout. "Fuck me, awesome. That's a neat-ass trick, dude. We'll have to get you out to the homestead and let you do your thing when Fire Marshal Pill isn't standing at the ready with a bucket of water." He points a thumb over his shoulder, then looks over toward Orla and Hjalmar and briefly chants, "EAT THE MUCK! EAT THE MUCK!"
883"Haggis." Lyall agrees mournfully before opening his mouth obediently and taking in this alien brain looking thing. And IMMEDIATELY blanching and his cheeks pull inwards. It holds. He holds. He waits, several attempts before he starts to swallow it down and finally mangaes to get all of it. "Oh. Good stuff..." Is what he tries to say, but its hard to understand before he washes it all down with some more beer.
884<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Lol. :P"
885Sean has disconnected.
886Lleutrim will of course go back for Haggis - it's a lot like corned beef hash, but ... don't ask what it's made out of. Wolves hardly care. "Did you make this yourself, Orla? I used to go to a lot of Scottish Highland Games. There's a big one at Stone Mountain in Atlanta, and another up at Grandfather Mountain in North Carolina. There's always Haggis to be had at the Games but it's not the same as home cooked." Yum, sheep's lungs, among other things. The look on Lyall's face makes Lleu laugh.
887Isla smirks at Jes, "Ye watched that movie?" She laughs heartily! The haggis though gets her attention. "Dinnae smell! Just swallow!" She laughs even more, having had it before many times at home.
888
889Orla can not help but laugh at Lyall and she reaches up to his hair to give it a good ruffle. "Sweit woof," she intones. Then her eyes flit sharply to narrow on /Sparkles/. "Some is comin' yer way!" There she goes, several plates of haggis in hand, forks in the other and stops to give Lleutrim some and gives him a nod, "Ah did, Lyaa biddin awa' while it was cooking." She leaves off and moves on to Hjal and offers it down to him. There is a light caper to her step and she grins at those here as she heads for Branton, Isla and Jes. "Ah can airplane it fur ye tay, Sparkles." She winks at him but a plate is definitely given to the red headed Isla. "Fer ye"
890
891 Hjalmar accepts the Haggis and observes it for a moment before gingerly taking a taste. It is... Different... Than what he is used to. That is for certain. It is doable though.. He shrugs and starts stowing himself. "I do not have reference material Orla. But this one tastes good!" He grins broadly before continue the stuffing.
892<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Burn's Night is coming up in January, don't forget! Make Haggis! ;]"
893
894
895 Xavier is taking his time to watch things and as Frost leaves, and Kelli wander off, he gets up and begins making his way over to where the others are. "Hey how's it going?" he asks making himself known right now, "We got any soda?" he asks.
896
897 "Hell yeah I did!" Jes replies boldly to Isla, raising his cup. "It was about gypsies! Gotta show up for my peeps. Also, who doesn't love Disney? You're like a fucking Disney princess yourself, Peach." He gives Isla a bump with his elbow, but then Orla's zeroed in on him, and he sighs, shaking his head. "I've had it already, Mushmouth. It tastes like peppered chorizo oatmeal. I'll come get some later, I promise; I know full well it's better than it looks. Or sounds. Or... anything-s."
898Branton nods at Jes and Isla "Exactly, I mean its all one color for the most part. Its a lot of fun and I was thinking about working up a performance with one of the galliards for the next moot. Could be a thing but I keep forgetting or getting diverted." Orla's approach gets a smile and a nod "Good party."
899Isla bumps Jes with her hip - harder. "Aye, I know. I swear they made that one, um.. Brave.. after following me around. Fuck. I got nae royalties too!" She downs her beer, and crushes the can. The offered Haggis is taken, and she sighs, "Aye, just like home." She takes it and eats it quickly. Then a swig of the bottle of Scotch she brought for herself. "Aye, just like home."
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901Donnachaidh has resumed his seat to eat - haggis with potatos is pretty traditional fare, along with a glass of scotch whiskey. Reminds a fella of home. Lleu smiles and wolfs his food down, it being much like an American meatloaf but looser and more peppery, gamier. He listens to the others and once he's had time to finish his plate, he sets it aside. Nobody's started up the CD player yet, so he opens up his guitar case and checks the tuning.
902
903Looking around, Lleutrim decides to start things out with a very up beat, danceable tune. His baritone picks up the words as his hands strum away at the Irish tune.
904
905( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m7RZ17FGZQ )
906Drey has arrived.
907<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
908Lleutrim rolls Charisma(4) + Performance(5) + 2 (11 dice) vs 6 for 2 successes.
9091 1 1 4 4 5 +8 +8 8 8 10
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911<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
912Lleutrim rolls 1 (1 dice) vs 6 for 1 successes.
913+7
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915Long distance to Drey: Lleutrim is playing and singing this on the guitar: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m7RZ17FGZQ
916You paged Drey with ‘Star of County Down (Irish song)’
917From afar, Drey nodnods. Thanks. :)
918
919Looking up towards Xavier, Orla jabs a thumb over her shoulder towards the table with its items. Her grin grows, "Coorse! Waters an' some Squirt! I'm Orla." She grins a bit more and then looks back to the group, "Sparkles.." sigh. She gives him an amused smile before she nods to Branton. "Slainte! It seems we will hae graphite loons. Sadly Ah cannae inflict Queen oan ye aw." She touches the Queen sweatshirt before she is having to take back a couple plates of Haggis to the table lest she have to carry them the rest of the night. She is going for some of that mead finally and gives Lyall a wink and shimmy shake of her rear in time to the music.
920Drey pages: He's ignoring us.
921<OOC> Orla says, "Hey Drey :)"
922Drey pages: Mav. XD
923<OOC> Orla says, "I need to idle briefly"
924
925 "Sweet. So sweet." Lyall is freed from the threat of continued Haggisying and slips away to go banter a bit. Except some have left, so Xavier's elbow is snagged up and he pulls him along. "Welcome friend!" Anyone on the bawn is a friend of course. "Come along, lemme introduce you some." Not that Lyall knows who this is. "Hey everyone! Take a gander at this fellow!"
926Drey has voted for you.
927Drey has voted for you.
928Dusk has arrived.
929
930 "Ohhh, SHIT, you look just like her!" Jes replies to Isla, eyes going wide while he points at her. "Fuck, you even shoot a bow! Holy shit, my Alpha's a cartoon character. My life has reached peak awesome." He downs the rest of his beer, commenting to Branton, "Seriously, next time we'll have the party at our place. Huge fire, loud music, no fucks given, and you can do the entire 'Lord of the Rings' if you want, Balrog. But you have to bring Dreadlock the Warlock with you. I wanna see this fire picture thing, though!"
931 The ginger brew punk saunters back over to his beer stash, pocketing a couple and opening another Guinness to pour into his cup, then uncapping a Pike Kilt Lifter and drinking that while the Guinness settles. He listens to Lleu play, nodding in appreciation and commenting, "Not bad, Old Spice. Not bad at all." He begins an awkward, silly dance-sashay, managing to click his heels once without spilling his beer, and sidles back up to Isla and Branton before speaking in a comical Irish lilt, "Says I says I says I, what this party truly requires is a wee bit of drunken shennanigans."
932You have voted for Drey
933You have voted for Drey
934You have voted for Dusk
935You have voted for Dusk
936Isla rests her elbow now on Jes' shoulder, leaning on him a bit. "Aye, next time, our place. We'll invite Orla and Lyall to help plan as well." She swigs her scotch, it is nearly half gone. "Shennanigans ye say?"
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938As the 'Star of County Down' winds down, Lleu laughs at Jes, "Old Spice... what, you want me to take my shirt off and ride around on a horse?" The Galliard smirks, pours himself another whiskey and tastes it while he thinks of another song to play, "Shout out if you have requests. I'll play'm if I know them or I can put on a CD if we have it." Lyall can be in charge of the CD player. As for Donnachaidh? He strikes up Delaney's Donkey, followed by Johnny Jump up! ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bp-fxDORpM0 ) His pale grey eyes keep watch for those who are arriving and he gives Drey a nod and a smile, a glance over at Jes dancing briefly!
939Journey has arrived.
940Hjalmar has reconnected.
941Hjalmar has partially disconnected.
942
943
944 Xavier walks over to one of the coolers and as he does he grabs a soda after digging for it for a few minutes. Popping out a Mountain Dew, he grins and he opens it and begins to drink it. He is about to say something, but he decides not to, he backs up and just listens for now, taking in how everyone is acting and how they are treating one another.
945
946 The door to cabin five opens, and through the door way, Dusk exists and hangs around on the porch for awhile longer waiting to look over his shoulder into the cabin after a short moment of waiting, and looking on at the festivities and how they're continuing on.
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948
949Orla is bobbing to the music and grins brightly as Lyall takes Xavier into hand. There is a bonfire and food and refreshments on a table to the side. The Jeep playing music has been replaced by Lleutrim. The kin gives Lyall a long look and then lifts some Hjal's mead and tips it back. Smacking her lips she wooooos with a furrow of her brows. "G'stuff." she lifts her lifts her drink in the air to the Nord. "Pure Barry!" She calls out and tilts it back again. Oh how it burns beautifully and warms her stomach. She glances aside to Xavier when he gets himself a drink and nods. "Ye caa 'at jiggin?" This is called across the way to Jes.
950Dusk has voted for you.
951Dusk has voted for you.
952Journey walks up, moving between a couple of cabins, looking around, as he hangs back, looking on at the gathering in interest to take in the event without interferance.
953Branton chuckles at Jes and considers "You sir have a deal." Then he calls out to Orla "The earthenware jug that I put over with the other drinks is Ouzo. The greek booze I said I'd bring."
954Journey has voted for you.
955Journey has voted for you.
956Isla has voted for you.
957Isla has voted for you.
958Ash has arrived.
959
960
961 Xavier hand is taken and he walks with ORla and begins dancing with her, sipping on his soda and moving with the music, "Well Hello." he laughs as he begins dancing.
962
963 Hjalmar looks up as Orla praises his mead, raising his beer in response. "Aye! Thanks! Glad ya like it!" He grins and downs the rest of his beer before heading out to grab some of the mead himself as well. All the while he listens to Lleu play. Coming up to the mead he turns to Orla. "Which one did you get yourself?"
964<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
965Jes rolls Dexterity + Athletics vs 6 for 6 successes.
966+7 +7 +8 +9 +10 +10
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968
969 "Yeah, I was thinking of doing something utterly fucking stupid," Jes replies to Isla with a shrug, taking a swig of his Guinness and then a swig of his Kilt Lifter before handing one to Isla and the other to Branton. "Hold my beer," he says to both of them, plucking his fancy cigarette case out of his pocket and sliding a Nat Sherman between his lips, then lighting it with his Zippo.
970 The Raga-brash climbs up on a picnic table, standing at the edge with his back to the fire, and growls out, "They can never take... our FREEEEDOOOOOM!" before performing a twisting somersault, landing on his feet in front of the fire... with his cigarette still in his mouth.
971Oh no! Thats his kin! Lyall doesn't say or think. He'll turn instead to start catching new people as they wander in. "Hello! Welcome to the party!" Called off towards Dusk and others. A BIG wave of his hand towards the newcomers and he'll point out the table with the food, and the crates of bevvys as the Scottish say.
972
973"Och guid day there!" Comes Orla's response to her sudden impromptu dance partner. The kin waggles her brows and starts to move to the music and lifts her chin towards Branton, "Next" she waggles the mead in the air as she continues to dance in close proximity to the new face that is Xavier. "Orla,"she remarks and then Hjalmar is given a wink, "Th' best, honey ay coorse." She places the bottle to her lips and tips it back. Her ponytail sways with the Johnny Jumpup song and the Scotswoman can actually sing it, she knows the words but if anyone can understand her is another thing. But as Jes climbs onto that able her own dancing ceases and she lifts her drink and loudly cheers him. "Pure Barry!!!" that seems to be tag line tonight.
974Xavier has disconnected.
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1087Deep Forest - Southwest(#1239RJ)
1088 The vividly, lush, foliage around you greets one's eyes as the distinct sharp, sweet smell of pine and oak fills one's nostrils. The crisp sound of birds within the trees chirp noisily as the rustling of critters scurry along through the bushes in the distance. The brilliance of the sun casts faint shadows down through the thick tangle of trees during the day, where at night the swift chill of bitter wind draws an eerie fog throughout the dense surroundings seeming to lurk through the woods. Small trails of animal tracks are hidden here and there for the keen eye to capture and the peaceful surroundings of nature's glory seem to emanate through the entire area.
1089
1090 OOC Warning: IC presence in this patrolled area constitutes consent to sniping (See +rules Sniping) and may result in an Escalation request being submitted from large territorial furry creatures with no warning beyond this note.
1091Contents:
1092Ash
1093Journey
1094Dusk
1095Drey
1096Xavier
1097Jes
1098Hjalmar
1099Isla
1100Branton
1101Lyall
1102Orla
1103Wild Bee Hive
1104Obvious Exits:
1105Little Cabin <LC> Little Cabin 2 <LC2> Little Cabin 3 <LC3> Little Cabin 4 <LC4> Little Cabin 5 <LC5> East <E> North <N> West <W>
1106You booted your frozen connections.
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1112
1113Yes, Lleutrim is the party pooper who showed up and had a cow at the loud party right next to the entrance to the Caern with a Jeep back here blaring music. It's been removed and the bonfire kicked down so not to be roaring along and making fire spotters with Forestry Service take alarm. Donnachaidh has his guitar in his lap and is playing Celtic music, a few people are even dancing and everyone is drinking! The Fianna are kicking it up in a slightly subdued fashion but the party hasn't been entirely crashed. There's Haggis and booze!
1114
1115Lleu finishes playing 'Johnny Jump Up' and rolls over into playing 'Whiskey in the Jar' ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OALAfegdYqs ) (repose)
1116Isla takes Jes's beer and watches him. As he calls out and does the somersault, she calls out, in her loud - slightly drunken voice, "Ye fergot the Kilt!"
1117Ash has voted for you.
1118Ash has voted for you.
1119ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Orla
1120ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Branton
1121ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Hjalmar
1122ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Dusk
1123ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Isla
1124ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Lyall
1125You have voted for Ash
1126ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Xavier
1127ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Jes
1128ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Drey
1129You have voted for Journey
1130ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Orla
1131ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Branton
1132ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Hjalmar
1133ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Dusk
1134ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Isla
1135ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Lyall
1136You have voted for Ash
1137ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Xavier
1138ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Jes
1139ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Drey
1140You have voted for Journey
1141
1142 Drey's shorter frame shadows Dusk from within cabin five, exiting significantly slower, and staying in the Kinfolk's shadow as she surveys the nearby crowd. The dark-haired youth is wearing her typical concoction of black cargoes, tank, and a baggy off-the-shoulders sweater. Not exactly... warm, but at least concealing. "What the fucking hell?" she's murmuring, bronze eyes flickering toward Jes as the other Ragabash begins his gymnastics. "Is this shit normal?" Assuming, it would seem, that Dusk may have some insight.
1143Long distance to Drey: Lleutrim laughs!
1144You paged Drey with ‘Yes, perfectly normal if you are Fianna. *wink*’
1145Before you is a man of African-American and Hispanic decent. Standing at 5'10" Xaxier is of an athletic build showing that he does take care of himself and very active. His hair is cut short though his eyes, his eyes are hazel and that seems to marry well into his mixed heritage. His skin tone borders on a dark caramel color. He has a pleasant smile on his face, with a spark is mischievousness within his eyes.
1146
1147 Xavier has on a long pair of baggy sports shorts. The shorts come down to just over his knees in somewhat of a point. He wears a black pilots jacket, a bit worn, to him it means a lot to him. He wears a sleeveles black top that is tucked somewhat into his shorts. Along his arms going from the elbows to his wrist is white fitted arm sleeves. On his feet, he has on a new pair of black Sketchers.
1148Ash makes his way quietly to the gathering, coming out of the dark with a faint clanking of bottles announcing his presence. A grin surfaces and he heads over to where people are dropping things off, adding a few bottles to whatever is there already; being a rebel, he's brought some vodka, rum and other non-whiskey related flavors.
1149
1150 Black hair is left a little long, a natural wave making it slightly tousled when not slicked under control; it hangs over his ears in layers down to jaw level. A strong brow, nose and chiseled jaw make for a handsome man in his early thirties, features naturally stern and expression more often than not somber. His blue eyes contrast with his dark hair and the perpetual shadow his jaw sports. His build is impressive, heavily muscled, he clearly devotes a lot of time to his physique; arms and legs thick, distinct definition across his chest. He still has a neck, but the line from his shoulders is as sculpted as the rest of him.
1151 He dresses simple, his clothing dark; Black tee, black jeans, scuffed tactical boots. A heavy metal chain runs from his belt to his back pocket, the raised outline of his wallet tucked into his jeans visible at the end. An expensive watch with a supple leather strap is on his left wrist. The black leather coat he has on looks new, the buckles still shiny, the leather unscuffed.
1152
1153Ash just looked at you.
1154Journey tilts his head and walks over to a spot next to a cabin, and settles down, legs folded under him as he watches the party thing happening.
1155<---======##=====[ Glancing around Deep Forest - Southwest ]======##======--->
1156Deep Forest - Southw
1157Orla 11s
1158 Pure Breed: Fianna 3
1159Branton M 12m Slender, Bald, Caucasian
1160 APP: 3 and +view
1161Hjalmar 9m
1162Dusk M 1m A Handsome Slender Caucasian Yuppie
1163 +notes, APP: 4, +view, and Pure Breed: Child of Gaia 3
1164Isla F 2m
1165 Pure Breed: Fianna 4
1166Lyall M 1m
1167 Pure Breed: Fianna 4
1168Ash M 32s
1169 APP: 4 and Pure Breed: Black Fury 2
1170Lleutrim M 0s Homid: 6'3", 220+ lbs, Caucasian male, beard, grey
1171 +notes and Pure Breed: Fianna 3
1172Xavier 5m
1173 Pure Breed: Child of Gaia 2
1174Jes M 7m A dude. For reals.
1175 Pure Breed: Fianna 1
1176Drey F 3s
1177 Pure Breed: Child of Gaia 5
1178Journey M 18s APP 2 Mixed race male, early twenties. +views
1179 +view
1180<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
1181Lleutrim(#15943PXckO)
1182
1183 Standing 6'3" tall before he pulls his boots on, and around 220 lbs, this Caucasian male is athletically fit. His sandy-dark hair is kept short, matched with a beard that has the faintest reddish tint. His eyes are grey and his fair skin is tanned with plenty of time spent out in the sun. This man looks to be in his middle 30's. His voice is a low baritone with a faint touch of the Deep South.
1184
1185 Donnachaidh is wearing a black leather motorcycle jacket. Beneath it he is wearing a black T-shirt with red lettering that says 'USMC'. The shirt is tucked into a pair of blue jeans and matched up with black leather boots.
1186
1187 http://coh.spork.com/index.php?title=Lleutrim
1188
1189Lleutrim just looked at you.
1190
1191 Hjalmar grind broadly at Orla. "Aye! That's the best alright! Skoll! Cheers! Proost and Prost! Nazdarovye or whatever you'd like!" And with that a big gulp of his mead is taken! He too, starts to pick up with the music, clapping his hands and tapping his feet.
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1194
1195 A soft smile with affection, Dusk turns to look over his shoulder while his very much better half follows him out and asks her questions, "Told ya." He points out to the make-shift disc jockey, while he leans down to whisper, and then he pauses, looks confused and shrugs, "I guess with all the RACKET, that there would be an army of them." Without looking down, his hand finds Drey's and intertwines her slender fingers with his before she gets a tug and he nods his head in the party's direction, a questioning look in his expression.
1196
1197
1198 "I left it at your mother's!" Jes retorts to Isla, taking a drag on his cigarette and blowing a smoke ring, then another smoke ring. He catches sight of newcomers, and in classic Ragabash fashion he grabs Drey by one hand and swings her around, because apparently that's how you introduce yourself around here. He begins singing along with the music, though the lyrics are entirely his own.
1199
1200 "I'm Jes, newcomer; howdy-do,
1201 The guy playin' tunes is Old Man Lleu,
1202 He's all about rules like a party poo
1203 So I suggest you kick things off with a nice cold brew!"
1204
1205 And with that, he deposits the newcomer Drey right by the beer, gesturing dramatically and putting his cigarette back in his mouth. "Compliments of The Devil's Own. Welcome to Kilt or Be Killt." He winks, cackles, and dashes off; no time for love, Dr. Jones. He grabs up one of the bottles of mead, sliding right over to Hjalmar and saying, "Slainte! Or get fucked!" and gulps down a swig, blinking and looking at the bottle. "Fuck, that is /good/. What's in that, nutmeg?"
1206
1207Laughing at Hjalmar and tilts her head lifting her glass, "Slainte," She says and wrinkles her nose at him and wiggles her hips to the side a little. Her eyes stray to those just coming out of the cabin and lifts her slowly lessening bottle of mead. "Gonnae need tae try Branton's oozo next." This is said to the two she is near as she ticks her finger against the side of her bottle. Down the rest of the mead goes and she exhales sharply. Her eyes start searching for Lyall then, dragging her tongue over her lips for what remains of the honey from the mead. "Sparkles, Ah loove ye." She chuckles a bit and moves to the table to set her empty bevvy down and searches for a cup, finding none she lifts the jug of ouzo and carefully pours it into the empty mead bottle.
1208<OOC> Orla says, "ME"
1209<OOC> Orla says, "I have a name..it should be in there"
1210<OOC> Lyall says, "oh don't worry, once we got to dailogue we knew"
1211<OOC> Jes says, "Ye friggin' nameless!"
1212
1213
1214 "Nice to meet ya, I'm Xavier." he says as he moves with Orla as they dance not minding her being close. Hell he loves dancing and he begins moving around her keeping close as they dance. "I'm sure you all know I'm new and all, still this place doesn't seem so bad." he grins as he keeps with the beat.
1215<OOC> Orla swats at Lyall.
1216
1217The Fianna party seems to be rolling along well - from Jes's acrobatic stunts, to singing and dancing. Lleutrim hears Jes's alternate words to the hopp'n song and he almost laughs, though he was pretty alarmed when he first showed up. When the song dies down, the Galliard pauses to take a drink of his scotch, then adjusts the guitar in his lap. He begins to play a song called "Mo Ghile Mear" (Our Hero), which he actually starts out in Gaelic.
1218
1219'Se/ mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear
1220'Se/ mo Chaesar Gile Mear
1221Suan na/ se/an ni/ bhfuaireas fe/in
1222O/ chuaigh I gce/in mo Ghile Mear
1223
1224Grief and pain are all I know
1225My heart is sore
1226My tears a'flow
1227We saw him go ....
1228No word we know of him...
1229
1230'Se/ mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear
1231'Se/ mo Chaesar Gile Mear
1232Suan na/ se/an ni/ bhfuaireas fe/in
1233O/ chuaigh I gce/in mo Ghile Mear
1234
1235A proud and gallant cavalier
1236A high man's scion of gentle mean(?)
1237A fiery blade engaged to reap(?)
1238He'd break the bravest in the field
1239
1240'Se/ mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear
1241'Se/ mo Chaesar Gile Mear
1242Suan na/ se/an ni/ bhfuaireas fe/in
1243O/ chuaigh I gce/in mo Ghile Mear
1244
1245Come sing his praise as sweet harps play
1246And proudly toast his noble frame
1247With spirit and with mind aflame
1248So wish him strength and length of day
1249
1250'Se/ mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear
1251'Se/ mo Chaesar Gile Mear
1252Suan na/ se/an ni/ bhfuaireas fe/in
1253O/ chuaigh I gce/in mo Ghile Mear
1254
1255( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4gjc8p7qzo )
1256<OOC> Lyall says, "/whoa/"
1257<OOC> Isla says, "Dude..."
1258
1259 "Fianna..." Drey is murmuring, apparently recognizing the nature of the gathering, if not the individuals. A pierced 'brow arches as she feels her hand taken, a glance flickered downward, but she's not pulling away. Not yet, anyway. "Redheads." And then the hand that isn't within Dusk's is caught by Jes, and the fellow Ragabash pulls her into the fray. To her credit, she's at least moving with the unknown redhead, eyes widening in a combination of shock and amusement as he offers his rhyming summary.
1260 "Dusk!" She's raising her voice over the mounting noise, looking back to wherever the man might've end up, with a significant expression. If she's going to be here, /so is he/.
1261<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Sorry, turned out spammier than I thought. Only one I'm doing the lyrics to, I promise."
1262OH! Someone got yoinked. Drey is off being danced with by Jes the Jester. Lyall empties another beer and sets it into the right place. Then is on the hunt for a certain young Scottish lass. Aha. She was exiting the 'dancefloor'. "Nu-uh. I haven't gotten to dance you with since I had to send bleachblonde college bumboy packing with /just/ a glare." This didn't happen. Orla handled that herself. But this time Lyall handles Orla and snatches her wrist from an oblique angle to tug her back towards the dancefloor. "Come here sweet stuff. I haven't seen your hips sway in too long."
1263
1264 Hjalmar nods and raises the glass once again. "Slainte it is then!" He chuckles and shakes his head. "And no. Actually... That is the pepper one. The burn will start to kick in... Around now!" He winks, finishes his glass and refills it. He drinks and starts moving more and more to the music. "Love it Lleu! Keep playing my friend!"
1265Ash gets himself a cup, filling it from one of the already open bottles before he turns to start making his way into the group proper. Familiar faces are few and inbetween, but in the end he migrates over towards where Journey sits and lifts the glass in a polite toast. "Elder. How are you doing this evening?"
1266Branton is sitting quietly, listing to the music and drinking. Staring at what's left of the fire since making a show of it was deemed a bad idea. He's attentive incase someone adresses him by name but otherwise keeps to himself
1267
1268"Guid tae meit ye" she says to Xavier after sneaky away just slightly from her current dance partners - Xavier and Hjalmar to get that ouzo into the mead bottle. She grins and is about to tip it back when suddenly there is a Fianna grabbing her hand. She makes a sound and spills some on her sweatshirt as Lyall drags her to the dance floor. "Fa said Ah am gonnae sway mah hips fur ye, Mud Peh." She grins at him but as she steps in closer, she lifts her chin and finally takes a drink of the ouzo, her eyes widening. "Branton!" She looks chipper and grins all the more.
1269<OOC> Orla says, "SEriously I will remember my name"
1270<OOC> Jes says, "I'll believe it when I see it."
1271<OOC> Orla says, "Jes hey what's in the lake?"
1272<OOC> Orla shoves himin.
1273<OOC> Jes falls, calling back, "That's an ORCA, not an ORL..." *splash*
1274<OOC> Lyall says, "Killer Scot indeed."
1275
1276 "Arr ge FUCK!" Jes repies to Hjalmar inarticulately, setting the bottle down and pinching his nose. And smoking his cigarette. "Oh, Jayzus Meery an' Joesup, that BURNS!" he proclaims in his mocking Irish lilt. blinking five thousand times and taking a deep breath. Of smoke. And blowing it out his nose, like a moron. "Oh, fuck, I just made it worse, this is like that time I put scotch in a neti pot," he grumbles, pinching his nose again and sidling back to Isla and Branton. He retrieves his Guinness from the Smooth Criminal, guzzling it down and gasping. "Fuck, George Burned, I kinda wish you could make pictures out of the fire in my goddamn sinuses. That pepper mead got right up in my nose like a jagged fingernail."
1277
1278
1279 Grinning, seeing that she is snagged by another Fianna, he waves, "See ya." he laughs and moves off and begins to watch the others for a bit seeing everyone dance, though as Lleu is singing, he grins. Taking time to listen, "Not bad." he grins.
1280<OOC> Jes says, "All the way from north'a Killer Wales."
1281<OOC> Jes says, "ODDS BODKINS, ppl, NAMES!"
1282<OOC> Orla laughs.
1283<OOC> Xavier says, "That was me."
1284<OOC> Jes says, "This isn't a fucking masquerade ball!"
1285<OOC> Orla says, "Who says?"
1286<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Love that pose Jes!"
1287<OOC> Jes says, "I dunno... Lleu? He seems to be declaring the rules."
1288<OOC> Lyall says, "We'll throw watermelons at him soon enough."
1289<OOC> Drey says, "Isn't it Orla's event? :P"
1290<OOC> Orla hugs Drey :)
1291<OOC> Drey snugs.
1292Journey looks over from the merry mayhem of the party to look up at Ash as he sits there on the ground, and smiles placidly. Watching Ash for a moment, he nods, "Ah, Ash, forgive me, took me a moment to place you, it's been a bit. He offers a patch of.. dirt next to him as he nods to the activity, "How're you enjoying the party?" He asks.
1293
1294 th Snatched out of his hand, Dusk gives a long protest about his lack of Drey after looking around with confusion, his head darting to-and-even-fro. Even to his now empty hand, as though she were just here a moment ago.
1295 "Hey," and thus ends Dusk's diatribe, while he's left, songless, having to walk like some pleb. And when he reaches her side, his right hand delicately rests on the small of Drey's back while he looks down at the selection. The hand at her back comes free, for him to elbow her with and he gives it a try himself, at annoying his spouse.
1296 "That's quite something to have been put through.
1297 All these," he fans the selections, "will have to make do."
1298 "Because if there's drinking due,"
1299 "If it not American, or it doeth taste like fish stew."
1300
1301
1302The Galliard takes a break and Lleu himself puts on whatever Celtic music mix Lyall had playing in the Jeep, if it's a CD or even a phone they can port to the CD player. He doesn't crank it up too loudly though but plenty loud enough to entertain dancers around the bonfire. Lleutrim puts his guitar away into it's case and gets up to stroll and mingle. And to get himself a Guinness or a Murphy's Stout. He eventually ends up next to Hjalmar briefly, "Let'm enjoy Flogging Molly, Dropkick Murphy, Gaelic Storm for a while. I don't think they really want me to stick around." Lleu taps his beer lightly against Hjalmar's mead and goes to collect his guitar.
1303Ash shakes his head as he turns and steps over to sit down on the ground near Journey. "It has, and you were very busy so I'm grateful you remember me at all." He chuckles, resting his cup on the ground in front of him. "It looks very lively, and nothing beyond what's supposed to be is on fire yet. All-in-all I think it qualifies as a good time."
1304A swing, a move sets Orla and Lyall to spinning a bit through the 'dancefloor'. "BRANTON!" Lyall replicates Orla's call and goes glancing through the collected party. "I don't see him, I guess you're stuck with me now, aintcha?" Lyall shifts from clipped east coast accent straight into hillbilly-esque mountaint troll talk. A bump of his hips to set her dancing again before he leans in to snog his mate right proper. Yep.
1305Long distance to Hjalmar: Lleutrim isn't wild and reckless enough for some of this lot. ;]
1306Isla shakes her head to Jes, and whispers in his ear a moment before taking her scotch and swigging it again. "Ye got to be careful with that stuff, Sprinkles. We should get to work tomorrow on the firepit and get an update from yer kin. Maybe bring in some more to help out. I'm itching fer some more fun and games."
1307
1308 Hjalmar laughs at Jes's reaction of the pepper mead kicking in. "Out of all the bottles.. You had to take that one!" He shakes his head and sighs. "Take this one." He offers a normal pure honey mead. He looks to Lleu next and nods. "Aye. You did well my friend! First time I heard you play." He grins. Then a shrug is given. "Pfwah! Their loss. It is better to avoid problems than to let them come to pass. I would hate it if a Fianna party would get a bad name." He winks at Lleu. "Sometimes there's the need of the likes of us."
1309Hjalmar pages: Meh! xD
1310You paged Hjalmar with ‘I am pleased that my connection is better tonight. They said they'd work on those bad ports in the router.’
1311Journey shakes his head, "Yes, I'm often distracted, it does happen." He says to Ash, "So, how are things going for you? PRospect treating you well?" He asks, settled comfortably on the ground.
1312Hjalmar pages: Yeah! It is a lot better than the last night! Glad it is. ^^
1313
1314 "God fucking help me, you /gonna/ start talking poems, too?" Drey's response to Dusk's follow-up rhyme earns him a bit of a scowl. And then the /elbow/. "Oh, fuck /that/," she offers a verbal retort, actually snorting softly as she leaves the Kinfolk's side to step directly into that... mass of redheads. She moves quickly. A little /too/ quickly. And just as suddenly as she was pulled from her porch, the cigarette is pulled from Jes's lips, placed between her own with a long look at the other Ragabash as she draws a long pull off the stolen cancer-stick. "Thanks, Jes." She's offering said cigarette back with a sardonic smile, and then turning her head to relocate Dusk. Or try to, anyway.
1315Long distance to Hjalmar: Lleutrim has had to connect and Rp by phone much of this week and Gods, I hate trying to Rp on my phone.
1316
1317As the music mix comes on that allows for a bit more free wheeling with movements, Orla laughs and smirks across at Lyall as he tries to get her dancing. "Ah am tryin' tae bevvy here." Orla does try to bevvy or rather drink as the mead bottle now containing trace amounts of ouzo is tilted back when he hip checks her. It spills more across her shoulder and she presses a palm to his chest to try to keep him back. "Ceilidh fool, Mud Peee.." the end of his name gets muffled by the kiss he lands on her and the Scotswoman lifts her arm to wrap around his shoulders and return the sentiments before she tugs away and turns about in place, doing a little shimmy and shake on her way towards Isla, Jes and Branton. She winks back at Lyall and dances past Lleutrim and Hjalmar, "Ye..more." she says to Hjal as she points to the bottle in hand and finally nods to Lleu, "Loo'd th' Gaellic" she salutes himwith a tip of her bottle to her brow. Then her eyes watch as Jes' cigarette is stolen. The dancing never stops, its a dance walk she performs.
1318Hjalmar pages: Guess what I an doing right at this moment? xD
1319You paged Hjalmar with ‘Sympathies!’
1320<OOC> Lyall says, "Who's pose was that?"
1321Hjalmar pages: Meh! Used to doing it at times. =P
1322<OOC> Drey says, "Mine, then Orla's. Names were in both..."
1323<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Orla's!"
1324<OOC> Lyall says, "I'm just teasing the bonnie lass =P"
1325<OOC> Orla says, "He's just being a right punter"
1326<OOC> Orla says, "Because my two before that were lacking a name"
1327<OOC> Drey says, "Ahhh"
1328<OOC> Lleutrim laughs
1329<OOC> Dusk will write one without his name, we can attribute it to Orla too.
1330<OOC> Drey says, "Such a giver."
1331<OOC> Orla says, "...."
1332<OOC> Orla feels the love.
1333<OOC> Hjalmar says, "That you are Dusk! -wink-"
1334<OOC> Dusk says, "Heeeyy!"
1335<OOC> Drey <3s Orla.
1336<OOC> Orla snorts.
1337<OOC> Orla says, "<3"
1338Sean has connected.
1339<OOC> Sean says, "Here for real now"
1340<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Wb!"
1341
1342 Jes drinks the last of his Guinness, setting the cup aside and cracking his knuckles with his cigarette held jauntily at the corner of his mouth. "Right, good call. Get the place set up to throw a rager, I'll see who's around and wants to put down roots for a bit. My family... there are a lot of them." He shrugs, smirking, and snags the bottle from Hjalmar, but warns, "If this turns out to be filled with pepper spray and bitter apple I'm taking a dump on your grave every day until mushrooms grow on it."
1343 And then Drey plucks the cigarette right out of Jes' mouth, and he blinks in surprise before giving a full-belly laugh. He reclaims his Nat Sherman with a bow, putting it to his lips and clapping for Drey with a simple acknowledgement of, "Ma'am."
1344 Not one to sit still for long, the redheaded clown jumps back onto the table and points to Orla with his cigarette before proclaiming:
1345
1346 "Now Orla's our host, as you've heard,
1347 A right fine and fiesty Scots bird,
1348 She's bonnie and fair,
1349 With her lovely dark hair,
1350 But ah cannae ken one feckin' WORD!"
1351 Yep. What's a Fianna party without a limerick?
1352<OOC> Orla says, "Awwww a verse for me"
1353<OOC> Jes says, "For who?"
1354Lleutrim smirks at Hjalmar, "Well, it's still a fine cèilidh. It's not like louder, bigger, crazier, drunker cèilidhs can't be held again elsewhere. I'd love to be able to get drunk and laid, trust me." He hefts his guitar and lingers, drinking his beer. The rhyming Limerick antics while people dance around the fire are nice! Donnachaidh laughs.
1355<OOC> Orla eyes.
1356
1357 Content with her applause, and apparently willing to let Jes return to his party-crashing, Drey's backing away from the more... active area of the gathering. Namely, the dancefloor. Goths don't dance. It's a rule. Somewhere. "Dusk?" There are /far/ too many tall people around here...
1358
1359 A soft umm follows getting elbowed, Dusk softly and wordlessly grinning while he watches her fleeing. His head cants to his right and then he gives his head a shake before he remembers he's standing next to drinks. Without a seeming preference, one is selected and Dusk mingles, alone.
1360
1361Ash nods, picking up his cup to take a hefty swallow from it as he glances to Journey with a small wince as he swallows. "Oh yeah, good so far. Got settled in, probably going to get an office set up soon. If there's any kin that could use a job and don't despise crunching numbers." His finger lifts to motion over towards Branton, "Speaking of which, I'd heard mention that Vesta might know of some projects that could use a little help getting off the ground a while back?"
1362Lyall is enraptured by Orla boot-scoot-n-boogie. Even as she goes. "That was just a taste! A tease! How dare /ye/!" Everyone is making fun of Orla's accents, but probably better than he is. He'll stomp after her towards the bevvys and snake up a mead for himself. "C'mere ya fair lass. Mead and...What did Branton bring?" The Young Fianna tries it again. "/BRANTON/"
1363Sean has just been hanging out tonight, half drunk, chillin', revelling in the party atmosphere. There were shrooms earlier and Sean's been floaty, but he's starting to come down and wanders up to join the fun stuff
1364
1365 Hjalmar nods to Lleu and chuckles. "Aye. I see what ya mean my friend." He waves at Dusk and Drey in order to greet them. "So Lleu." Turning back to his friend. "Cheese? Got some real Dutch cheese here. Old Amsterdam."
1366<OOC> Ash is getting tapped to run an errand, bbs.
1367
1368 Still perched on the table, Jes takes another long drag and blows another duo of smoke rings, happily watching partygoers dance, mingle, drink, and make merry. He waits a minute or so, then waves his cigarette toward Isla, of COURSE prepared to chain on another limerick.
1369
1370 "Now my Isla's a fiery young lass,
1371 Full of Moon, fighting fury, and sass,
1372 And if she did insist,
1373 I'd follow her to Abyss
1374 If only to stare at her ass!
1375
1376 And with that, Jes uncorks his fresh bottle of mead, muttering, "If you turn on me, I'm turning you into piss," and takes a hefty swig, either in bravery or foolishness or both.
1377
1378"Ah am huir uv a prood 'at ye ur sae lood...but nae sae lood, please." Orla lifts her hands to press over his huge trap after Lyall screams after Branton. "Coods jist donner ower there...aye?" She sighs and shakes her head at Lyall, "Mud Peh." That said she hurries over to Isla and leans up into the other scottish lass in attendance and blinks, narrowing her eyes over towards that of Journey - recognition is slow to come but she offers a nod and wave to him before her eyes move to the two figures she does not recognize. Drey and Dusk get a lofting of a mead bottle that now contains Ouzo. "Mud Peh is lood." She proclaims to the Ragabash and Isla.
1379Lleutrim watches Orla and Lyall dancing and having a great time. It makes him smile. He turns his head back, "What? I'm not cheesy enough already? By the way, thanks for helping out with that Rite the other night to summon and bind that spirit. Trying to learn about making talens and fetishes myself. I wanted to ask though, who made your Seax?" Lleu hasn't seen Sean yet who should probably have been sharing some of those mushrooms with some of these crazy Fianna.
1380Long distance to Jes: Lleutrim laughs
1381
1382 Someone waved at him!
1383 Sucker,
1384 With an interested nod, Dusk heads over to Hhhhhjalmar's direction, and joins in on their conversation. "Dutch cheese?" mossy green eyes switch between the two men, while he wears a soft smile, "Like from the world famous Dutch cows? Renown the world over for their famous cheese making, and wooden shoe wearing?" Taking a pull from his drink, Dusk uses it to conceal his smile.
1385
1386
1387 The light brown locks at his head appear to be in a state of artful disarray, with the hair at his crown longer by perhaps an inch or two then the moderately long cropped hair at the sides. His beard is sparse, more of a perpetual five o'clock shadow, and expressive eyebrows, thin but dense, rest above his moss-green eyes. Even his forearms are in on the hairy act. He tops six feet by an inch or two, with an athletic build, and looks to be in his early twenties.
1388
1389 A well worn, very traditional black biker jacket covers his torso, while a similarly black LA Guns t-shirt is can be seen underneath, the sleeves reaching just past his wrists, and sits untucked over a pair of slim, straight-legged shiny leather pants. His left ring finger sports a ring void in his light tan, while he also wears bracelets around his right wrist: woven cloth, leather, twined with seashells, even what seems to be a shoelace. The untucked t-shirt affords occasional glimpses of a black leather belt, helps to keep this pants up, and their lower hems meet the tops of his travelled black Doc Martens.
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1393
1394Journey looks to Ash, nodding as he considers, "Entirely possible, tell you what, do you have Vestas number?" He pulls his satchel into his lap and starts searching through it, "We'll get you the number and you can set up a meeting with her." He pulls out a post-it notepad and scribbles a number, handing it to Ash. He looks up and around then and nods to Orla in turn, observing from where he's sitting on the ground out of the way.
1395Probably. And he probably WAS, just .. ya know.. NPCs, because RL is fucking stupid. Sean meanders along with a light little step, moving a bit to the music and holding his drink.
1396Long distance to Sean: Lleutrim laughs
1397
1398 Hjalmar smiles at Lleu. "I am glad I could help my friend. It was a most intruiging thing. And the Seax. I made it myself." He turns to Dusk. "Heya Dusk. And indeed! Those very same cows!" He turns and pulls out the Seax in order to cut a few pieces of the cheese wheel. "It is a salty and rather spiced cheese. Heavy of taste and breaking appart as one bites it." He smiles and offers cheese to both of his friends.
1399
1400 Little bastard. Or... not-so-little bastard. Whatever the case, Drey's spotting Dusk as he either ignores or misses her call. Probably assuming the former, the New Yorker is drawing a blunt of her own from one of her various pockets, this one containing a /bit/ more than nicotine. The lighter appears just as quickly, and after taking a few drags off the weed herself, she's stalking toward Dusk. Shouldering her way past any of the strangers, and eventually ending up at the Kinfolk's side. It's his turn to receive an elbow to the ribs -- much harder than the one he pretended to give her -- and she turns an instinctively suspicious look toward the Dutchman unfortunate enough to have lured the couple closer. The various nods and cheers are acknowledged with at least a nod, but the young woman still seems to be resisting anything akin to true 'party'. Currently synonymous with Jes.
1401Isla just stands back watching Jes do his /thing/. She grins watching him, swiging her bottle of Scotch. When Jes gives his limerick about her, her cheeks begin to burn, and she smirks at him. "Aye! Ye will be following me into an Abyss. WATCH OUT when we get home, Sprinkles!" She notes Drey and Dusk, and raises an eyebrow...before finishing off her bottle of scotch.
1402
1403
1404 Enjoying his soda and the bonfire, Xavier moves towards the bonfire, enjoying his time for right now before he needs to go. Still he rubs the back of his head a little as he finds a place to sit and chill for the moment.
1405Writing reality out to disk. Please wait...
1406Reality saved. Thank you for your patience.
1407
1408 "I never don't watch out around you, my Dearest Alpha!" Jes proclaims hammily, putting his hands to his heart before taking his cigarette out and quaffing more mead. He calls out to Hjalmar, "Thanks for giving me one that wasn't booby-trapped, ye fuckin' Dutch Uncle you!"
1409 The Clown of the Caern hops off the table then, leaning against it and declaring, "The last Fianna party we attended had WAY more fuckin'."
1410
1411"Hey, Dusk. What have you been up to lately?" Lleutrim asks as the other comes up. Hjalmar draws his attention back, "Nice. I've always been fond of Seax's - big long knives that aren't /quite/ swords." A hunk of the cheese is accepted, "I like strong flavoured cheese as long as it's not too stinky." Brie is not his favorite, tyvm. And there's Drey coming up and elbowing Dusk. Lleu arches a brow at her, "Everything all right, Drey? Get yourself a strong drink, relax." Then he hears Jes's last statement and Donnachaidh laughs, "He's right about that. After our Rite of Passage, Gaia's tits! There was so much drinking and fornication, and everyone was naked and painted with blue wode glyphs..." Now /that/ was a party!
1412Lyall is quick to open his mouth wide and om-nom over Orla's hand before she snatches it away to wander off. Towards Isla and Jes. "OH! You two are here!" Don't send Lyall out on point in a scouting party, please. A hand thumps into Jes' shoulder heartily, twice now. "What the fuck is a dutch uncle?"
1413<OOC> Lleutrim says, "And covered in blood..."
1414<OOC> Lleutrim says, "woad (I kan typ)"
1415Journey looks through his satchel, then closes it, moving it from his lap to his side as he sits on the ground out of the way, watching the party going on.
1416Isla walks over to Jes at the table, so she can grab the other bottle of scotch she brought. "Aye, WAY more fuckin', and everyone naked, and drunk. It was a party. Save fer seein' the old man's naked ass." She smacks Jes' at that point. "Including yer freckled one, Sprinkles." Ah.. that is where that name came from! "Next Fianna party - clothing optional!"
1417
1418 Caught unawares, Dusk catches the elbow with an "Uunnf," before he looks over to who delivered it, having his full attention now. He shakes his head softly, bewildered, "What? Can't two guys talk about cheese anymore and the quality of the dairy cows from which they derive without catching an elbow in the guts?" He huffs softly, smiling, by the time his question is asked, and leans towards Drey, shouldering her lightly. When he hears his name, though, his attention turns back.
1419 His brows lift and he should know better. And if he doesn't, I suspect he soon will. At Lleutrim's question, like he's getting set-up between Lleu and his natural instincts, Dusk merely nods his head sideways at Drey while still looking at Lleu, "Her."
1420
1421
1422 Jes calls out toward Lleutrim, "Damn straight! I got laid, and she got laid, and that one dude who shit himself got laid, and Lleutrim made Cliath, and those twins got laid, and my brother got laid, and like... almost everyone got laid." He drinks more of the mead, then asks Isla, "Do you want some of this? It's good. Made of honey. Like me."
1423 Then Lyall's thumping his shoulder, and Jes smirks at him, suggesting, "Ask your mother," before taking another drag on his cigarette. "Well, I'm having a time. If there's fun to be had, I'll always take seconds. How are you two holding up? Sorry you invited us yet?"
1424Long distance to Jes: Lleutrim probably got laid too.
1425You paged Jes with ‘I mean he was drunk!’
1426
1427"Did ye hear 'at, Mud peh? We missed th' ceilidh ay th' century!" there is a smirk from the Scotswoman as she tips her bottle back and watches s people disperse, reform into groups like amoebas. She stares for a time, as if she's trying to see the pattern before her drink is gone. Ouzo is out and now the kin is considering beer as her hand reaches back to scratch her her head. Her head tilts and she sees the Scotch, "Ey, Isla... Got mair ay 'at?" Comes the question as Orla starts the red heads way. She glances to Lyall. "Ah coods paint ye blue if ye want. Lit ye rin aroond naked in th' woods."
1428
1429Jes pages: I just assumed you saved yourself for your Lady Fair.
1430You paged Jes with ‘I imagine that was his intention but it was a hell of a party and it had been a very, very long time for Lleu. So I imagine if some gal had tried to drag him off he'd have stumbled around like anybody else.’
1431Jes pages: That some gal would have tried is inevitable at that kind of party.
1432You paged Jes with ‘Harder to keep your wits about you when you get drunk as a skunk.’
1433You paged Jes with ‘Exactly my point.’
1434You paged Jes with ‘And Lleu might not even remember!’
1435
1436 Yes, now would be a good time to get high. And judging by the way she's nursing the blunt, Drey's attempting to do just that. It takes her a moment to put together 'what have you been up to' and 'her', but when she does, Dusk is likely to regret that the shorter woman's elbow is /right/ in line with his kidneys. He only needs one, right? Then, as if she hadn't just attempted first-degree assault on Dusk, her eyes follow the sound of Orla's brogue. "Fuck." Favorite word! "That is /not/ English."
1437<OOC> Orla says, "Nope, nope its not."
1438<OOC> Orla says, "One of the games tonight was going to be 'who could guess what she's saying'"
1439Jes pages: Wouldn't make a difference either way to Jes. Ragabashes gonna Ragabash.
1440
1441 Hjalmar snorts and laughs at Lleu's words. "I must admit that I hate to have missed that party!" Then to Drey and Dusk. "Drey. Would you like some cheese as well? And something to drink?"
1442Long distance to Jes: Lleutrim chuckles.
1443Jes pages: No one is safe. Not even Isla, and she's his Boss.
1444You paged Jes with ‘I'm sure there are a few who wonder if Jes and Isla have been breaking the Litany. Lleu's not going to look too close to that - he's no Philodox.’
1445Long distance to Orla: Lleutrim laughs - do eet.
1446<OOC> Drey tries to sound it out/say it. Can get... most of it. XD
1447<OOC> Orla says, "I was making a list of phrases that were super crazy."
1448Jes pages: It's impossible to tell, the way they carry on. Jes' standard response is that it doesn't say anywhere in the Litany 'Thou Shalt Not Placeth Garou in Thy Spank Bank'. Isla's sexy and has a great ass, she knows it, he knows it, she knows he knows it, and she knows not to open his bedroom door when it's closed.
1449<OOC> Hjalmar says, "I just got asked if it would be okay if one of the Corax may visit as well?"
1450<OOC> Orla says, "I have no problem with it :)"
1451<OOC> Drey says, "Ugh, corax, /gross/. ;)"
1452"Oh no. We missed all the fucking? We'll have to take care of our bit of it later then." If Lyall doesn't fall asleep with the way he is chugging at his newfound mead. Delicious and smooth is a dangerous combination. "I don't know if we have enough blue paint for all of that fun stuff. But whatever makes my girl happy, I guess." The bonfire seems a success, enough people showing up and drinking and cavorting.
1453Kord has arrived.
1454<OOC> Kord says, "Caw."
1455<OOC> Hjalmar says, "P'kaw!"
1456<OOC> Drey says, "Toooldja."
1457Isla takes the honey mead that Jes offers her and she takes a big swig. "Aye, it is just as sweet as honey. Now ye are nae made of honey, Sprinkles. I think ye are made of caffeine." She pushes the bottle of Scotch to her fellow Scot, and keeps ahold of the honey mead for the moment. "Aye? Next party, we paint everyone up and run around the lake and woods naked as they day we were born!"
1458From afar, Jake waves. What's going on in the forest?
1459<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Alright people. I am afraid that I need to leave. It is 06:08 in the morning here. =P"
1460<OOC> Orla says, "Thanks Hjal :D"
1461<OOC> Orla says, "more Mead please"
1462<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Come visit the Cabin!"
1463Journey is seated on the ground on the edge of the party, watching the festivities unfolding as he just observes passively.
1464<OOC> Hjalmar says, "Laterzzz!"
1465Hjalmar goes home.
1466Hjalmar has left.
1467
1468 "The more you drink, the more it sounds like words!" Jes calls over to Drey, giving Orla a wink and looking around for... there it is! He retrieves his long-lost Kilt Lifter, draining it in one go, and burps into a fist with a pained expression. "Ouch. Didn't go down right. I need... more." He holds up a finger, cigarette back in his lips, and strides over to the beer and the other kubbieklatsch of the party.
1469 After sticking more beers in his pockets and cracking another Guinness -- he brought plenty -- and letting it settle, he butts RIGHT the FUCK IN on the conversation by sticking a hand out toward Drey and Dusk -- right in the middle of them -- and stating. "Hi. Sullivan Queenan, Death's Jester. 'Jes', to my friends and dance partners. We haven't met, but the lady and I shared a dance and trace amounts of DNA and cancer. Pleased to meet me."
1470Long distance to Jes: Lleutrim LOL!
1471
1472 This is his new life. Slowly being pummeled to death and he's getting his just desserts, usually with a smile.
1473 Turning to look over to the Scots woman, Dusk has enough time to wonder aloud, "How come the only word I understood was nakaaahhh!"
1474 Wide eyed, Dusk's knees wobble while he almost falls down, and nearly drops his drink. And he stays 'down', as it were, holding on. To his drink, to breathing, wide eyed and breathing heavy, until he's able to say this little word: "Medic." Standing up again, once he's recovered, he gives Drey a glare while he rubs his side, "I have got to blunt your elbows. You are so boney."
1475
1476<OOC> Xavier back.
1477You paged Jake with ‘Fianna party! Come join us.’
1478You paged Jake with ‘Journey's here.’
1479<OOC> Jes says, "I think it is Dusk's fate to always pose immediately after someone has JUST addressed him."
1480<OOC> Drey says, "I agree."
1481From afar, Jake ahhhhs! Okay.
1482<OOC> Dusk says, "I'll address YOU, mister"
1483"Ah am nae against 'at, nae a body bit." Orla replies to Isla's suggestion of a party to come with paint and less clothes. She takes the scotch from the red head with a tip of it before she sips form the contents and makes a face. "Wooooo" she says and then glances aside at Dusk, giving him a dry look, "Nae mah faut ye arenae civilized enaw tae follaw mah words." she proclaims and then gives Jes a raised brow look as she snorts. "'en Ah hink ye shoods AW bevvy mair!" She drinks to make a point and offers the scotch back to Isla. She wets her lips and then turns about, "Fa wants tae play th' game..Guess whit Orla is Saying?"
1484Sean wanders over toward Journey and crosses his ankels and just.. sits. Thud. Theurges in the howwwwwwwwwwwwwze.
1485Flap flap flap. A black raven with glowing blue eyes flies in, and lands on a branch near the gathering, and peers down at everyone as they drink and make merry. Then he ruffles his feathers, and tries to flit down to land and get a better look. The bird bounces closer, croaking at the participants of the Fianna party. Croak croak. It doesn't get too close, though.
1486
1487"Oi, you drunk fucks, got any left for me?" cracks the bird, in plain English. His head turns and feathers bristle as he tries to identify anyone he knows among the gathering. And then he spots Journey over there, and bounces off in that direction, flapping his wings to get air and land nearby. "Crrrr~" the bird says. "You not participating? What's the deal?"
1488Lleutrim says goodnight to Hjalmar when he needs to wander off - patrol duty. Somebody's got to do it tonight, party or no. Donnachaidh has stopped playing the guitar for now and leaned the guitar case out of the way. He has a beer in hand and is finishing eating a hunk of Dutch cheese along with his Guinness. "I'll second that! Naked party by a lake!" For some reason Lleu's not wearing a kilt at this party. How weird is that? Jes is being very entertaining tonight and keeps making Lleu smirk.
1489<OOC> Kord says, "Throw a beer can at the raven, it will be funny."
1490You paged Kord with ‘Hah! I didn't see your pose - I was typing!’
1491From afar, Kord laughs. X3
1492ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Orla
1493ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Branton
1494ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Dusk
1495ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Isla
1496ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Lyall
1497ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Ash
1498ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Xavier
1499ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Sean
1500ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Jes
1501You have voted for Kord
1502ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Drey
1503ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Journey
1504ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Orla
1505ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Branton
1506ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Dusk
1507ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Isla
1508ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Lyall
1509ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Ash
1510ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Xavier
1511ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Sean
1512ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Jes
1513You have voted for Kord
1514ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Drey
1515ERROR: You have too many recent votes for Journey
1516Isla blinks seeing the bird, and calls out, "Over here ye birdie! Plenty of mead and beer fer ye!" She replies to Orla, "Guess? Ye sound good to me! Let's play!"
1517<OOC> Orla says, "Okay folks, guess what Orla is saying is about to start. If you are participating let me know in pages and I will direct a sentence to you.""
1518You paged Kord with ‘I bet you get the bird a lot. ;]’
1519Journey looks to Sean as he moves over and settles down, "Hello." He says to Sean and then looks to Kord as he flutters in. "Oh hi Kord." He gestures to where Isla is calling out the drinks table, "There you go, I'm just watching from here." He says, looking comfortable as he can be.
1520Long distance to Orla: Lleutrim will have to get his ass to bed shortly but I'll play before I go!
1521
1522 "/You/ shouldn't ignore me," is Drey's flippant response to Dusk's complaint, the banter between the pair lacking any true malice. And then... it's Jes! The darker youth is taking enough time to take a long drag off the weed, making this all a /little/ more normal, before she's offering Dusk the joint and turning her full attention on the other Ragabash. "Seems you were more pleased to meet /me/," she counters soon enough, though there's an undertone of amusement in her dry response to Jes' introduction. "Drey. People call me Drey." She leaves her wounded mate to introduce himself, should he so choose.
1523Orla pages: Just pose coming up and I will speak at you in my native tongue. XD
1524"Hhhell yeah, I'm out pops," the Raven says, and hops over thatta way to get a looksee at the beer and mead that Isla is offering. He flaps right on up and lands nearby, and examines the offerings with his glowing blue orbs. "Gimme some of that sweet mead, my fair maiden of the sun-blessed hair," he says, puffing up his feathers and lifting his beak haughtly. He makes a grasping motion with one of his bird feet. Grabby grabby. "Think I can't handle it? I'm gonna get fucked up, ma'am, you can't stop me." Fidget!
1525
1526Coughing, Orla clears her throat to prepare her blessed Scottish pipes to grace the ears of those who so long to learn the //right//way to speak. She lift her chin and looks to Isla. The next words are meant for the Scottish Isla to translate.
1527
1528 "Ah am a brammer lass wi' red hair an' braw crease." Orla looks expectantly.
1529"Hey," Sean says to Journey, with a grin that's a little too bright. Kord gets a nod hello, but really Sean's just chillin', soaking in the good vibes of the place as he listens to Orla.
1530Orla pages: You are next.
1531Lyall is here, waiting and eager to hear what this Scottish Lass of his has to say. He'll win, of course, because he has been living with this bonnie girl for weeks now. Then she speaks...and his eyebrows loft. And he finds SOMEWHERE ELSE TO BE. Lyall promptly turns from the gathered group to go find someone to chat with. Maybe Journey and Sean? Yes. Journey and Sean. "Welcome you two, Come to drink a bit, get warmed by our fire?"
1532
1533
1534 Getting up and walking over to where Journey, Xavier smiles, "Shaderunner-rhya, hello." he says. He isn't normally the one sitting on the sidelines, but then again Xavier is new here and well watching people and how they interact with one another. Still he wanted to meet more people.
1535<OOC> Orla says, "I am disappointed Lyall. You should be fluent."
1536"Man, I been here for hours," Sean says to Lyall. Just hanging out over there.." He waves in some random direction. He THINKS he's been here, at least. Probably. Maybe.
1537Sean moves North
1538Sean has left.
1539Sean comes from the North
1540Sean has arrived.
1541<OOC> Sean says, "Oops"
1542
1543 "Fuck me, that bird speaks better English than Orla," Jes notes as the raven speaks, tilting his head to the side curiously but having imbibed enough booze and caffeine today that the weirdness factor fades quickly. He is, after all, a wolfman. Said wolfman smirks at Drey's response, shrugging once and laughing. "Well, no shit I'm pleased to meet you. It's a party and I'm a me." He takes his hand back, retrieving his Guinness and taking a slug. "Isla and I -- that's the redhead... the Scottish... anyway, she's over there -- we're from a pack out past the Sept, but we show up sometimes to make sure shit doesn't get too boring and devolve into vacation pictures or some shit. Always happy to meet new faces. I think next time we'll do one of these out by our place, where no one can hear you scream. Maybe when it's time to smoke the first batch of weed we're Awakening. Anyhow... I noticed you two holding hands over here and wanted to say hi, but if you're totally not about that I can just go fuck myself." He shrugs again, drinking more beer and capping it off with a puff on his cigarette.
1544<OOC> Orla says, "Welcome back"
1545<OOC> Sean didn't mean to hit enter and didn't mean to leave
1546<OOC> Dusk READS TO MAKE SURE HE'S NNOT BEING ADDRESSED. OK.
1547
1548 Continuing to rub his side, Dusk murmurs, "I wasn't ignoring you," his tone just, ever so slightly whiny. His hand comes off his side so he can take a quick flick near but not on her throat to indicate her choker, "But I am going to have to get a bell for that thing." And then his hand goes back to his side, "Gaia's tits, that smarts."
1549 "Uh," replies Dusk to the introduction. There's a glance given at Drey, that betrays something a little more subtle before his usual demeanor returns, switching his beer to his left hand to accept the hand shake. "Hi; long time fan of your work, would you maybe sign my breasts maybe, later. Dusk Ring, Kinfolk to the Children of Gaia." His following nod indicates Drey, "I guess that makes us practically blood brothers. The pleasure was all mine."
1550
1551Lleutrim finishes his beer, smirks and heads on up to try his luck at understanding Orla and will get in line. "I need to take off shortly myself as I have a patrol coming up well before day break myself." The Galliard notes the raven with blue eyes and grins, "Paints it Blue! You get around."
1552Long distance to Jes: Lleutrim laughs
1553
1554As Lleutrim walks up to the challenge docket, she turns to face him while Isla ruminates over what she said and then grins a bit more as she notes the Garou. She nods her head and its not helping she's had a lot to drink as she speaks for her words slow and deepen in that brogue a bit more than is fair. Don't worry Lyall..she saw you leave. The kin considers and the next is for Lleutrim to attempt to decipher.
1555
1556 "Ah bit ye canât bevvy anythin' mair than a body swally." She lifts a finger and perhaps gives away a hint with that.
1557Journey looks to Lyall, and lifts a hand, "Hello, how're you doing? Looks like the partys a success, people are having a blast." He smiles, looking around, then looks to Sean, and back.
1558Ash studies the number Journey had passed to him, then folds the paper and tucks it inside his coat. He nods as he smiles to the Elder. "Thanks, I'll do that." Nodding to the others that have come over to sit next to Journey as well. He picks up his cup, draining more of the mead slowly.
1559"That's my job, genius!" Paints-it-Blue (heretofor referred to as Blue) retorts to Lleutrim, his head sticking his head forward and his wings out! "It's why I got these BEAUTIFUL wings! Look at 'em, and cry tears of envy!" Flap flap! Posturing and fluffing! He's being so dramatic that it's clear he's not being serious. "Saw this party from the sky, was easy as piss to spot the activity out here." And then he tries to get his mead one way or another. If not handed to him, he'll somehow divine a way to get mead into a cup using only his bird feet.
1560Sean grins at Journey and then peers at Orla. "Okay. No. This is ridiculous," he says, and pushes up to his feet, giving Lyall a pat on the shoulder. "Be right back." And he gets in line behind Lleutrim
1561Lleutrim thinks about it and says, "I bet you can't drink anything more than a ... swally's some kind of drink but I don't know what a 'body swally' may be. You got me there, Orla." Donnachaidh chuckles, "I imagine Isla's going to win this one." The Galliard looks to the raven who's trying to get drunk and gives the bird the birdie! As well as a laugh, except that part about spotting the activity easily from the air. Hmmm. Oops, there's a Sean right behind him!
1562Journey settles into watching the bird bartending. It's just the kind of thing that you can't look away from for long. Glancing to Ash, he nods, "You're welcome, call any time, and set things up." He then nods to Sean as he heads into the party proper and then ends up looking back to Kord with interest. Bartending Corax.
1563<OOC> Kord says, "I'm gonna roll for this, because the idea is funny. What difficulty would it be for a Corax to get himself some mead, you think?:P"
1564
1565There is a grin for Lleutrim's attempt. "A Beer.." she tries to get around the word so its clear "Body Swally,"she says a bit more fluidly as she wrinkles her nose. Eyes follow the garou's gaze to the raven as she notes Sean's arrival and Isla is still fathoming her own phrase. "Up fur th' challange huir uv a well!" She cracks her knuckles and thinks a moment before the next phrase is given to Sean.
1566
1567 "Welcome tae th' ceilidh. Whit ur ye skitin'?" Orla grins at him.
1568
1569You paged Kord with ‘Hehe, he's livening things up!’
1570<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Cheat, use a gift!"
1571<OOC> Kord says, "I don't have one for that! :|"
1572<OOC> Lyall says, "its okay, I'll take care of it =P"
1573"Hey. What the crap is this?" Lyall is not interested in having a bird flopping around on the table. Until it started talking of course. Then his attitude turns promptly to wait and see instead. Except...the booze. "Hold on. Hold on." The Fianna PartyHost moves and pours some mead into a small tumbler himself, the ever courteous partyhost. "Lets not dump stuff around, eh?"
1574You paged Orla with ‘Except for one word of that, that one's too easy! I dunno what 'skitin' means.’
1575From afar, Orla laughs.
1576"YOu can't give me anything harder than that?" Sean asks, ramping up his own Irish accent. "Welcome to the party. What are you drinking?" He makes a little pish sound and winks at Orla. "That's pretty deep, though."
1577
1578 "More like blood second cousins, but hey, all the better; distant enough relations that we can fuck and not have to explain to our parents how our love is real," Jes replies to Dusk flatly, blowing smoke out his nose. "I'll sign your tits, but only if I can do calligraphy and write 'I will never remember our time together'." He points finger guns at Dusk and makes a click with his tongue when he winks again, draining his cup of Guinness and retrieving a bottle of Kilt Lifter from his pocket to drink that instead.
1579
1580Orla crosses her arms before her and she hmphs at Sean, "Ye ur greetin' abit gettin' it easy? Shoods hae gain fur somethin' harder fur ye. an' och aye, sae deep. It was meant tae be a philosophical discussion obvioosly." She waggles her finger in the air a bit. She smirks and then glances to Isla.
1581
1582Isla grins. She listens to the others, and gives them a bit. She has to laugh and calls out what Orla said to her. "I am a lovely lass with red hair and a fine ass. Why thank ye, Orla. I had no thought of taking a kin fer myself just yet, but maybe I should consider ye!"
1583
1584
1585
1586 Xavier hears the bird and is bewildered, "How is that bird talking?" he asks out loud as he looks at the bird. Birds don't talk, no they don't, maybe some parrots can say something but not like this.
1587
1588A delightful laugh pulls at Orla's lips and she gives Isla a saucy look and a little wiggle of her hips, "Ye woods nae regrit it!" she blows kisses to the red head and then wipes her hand over the top of her head, futzing with her pony tail as she catches the tail end of Lyall prepping a drink for a raven.
1589
1590
1591Somebody's put another glass of whiskey in his hand. Some of this stuff must have awakened spirits because Lleu's not as sober as he started. He claps a hand on Sean's shoulder as his friend has a go at Orla's talk. "Aye, that one was too easy - though 'skitin' threw me. Keep it up, Orla! Don't let'm think about it too long! Should have to answer right off." He knocks back the scotch and watches Kord's antics some more.
1592"Crrr~!" Blue the Raven replies to Lyall in amusement to his displeasure. And then mead is poured for him, and he croaks a noise of approval, and steps over to sample the stuff. He paws at the tumbler with his bird foot and lifts it up to hold it like a drunk partygoer should. Then he overhears Xavier, and swivels his head and fixates glowing eyes on him.
1593He raises his drink to Xavier, and croaks out a loud noise in greeting, puffing up his feathers.
1594
1595 "With its mouth, obviously!" Jes hollars at Xavier, because smartasses gonna smartass. He guzzles his beer like he's running an alcoholic marathon, then puts the remains of his cigarette in the empty bottle, tossing it in the recycling with a crash and snagging another one from his hip pocket. A one-handed crack of the cap while he fishes out his smokes and lighter with the other, setting the Nat Sherman to his lips and lighting up with a puff of smoke before taking a milder sip of beer this go-round.
1596Kord has voted for you.
1597Kord has voted for you.
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1600[+WATCH] 09:47 pm: Jake has disconnected.
1601
1602 Hesitation and humor are the first things to come to Dusk's visage. "Uhh, maybe we shouldn't and let them wonder anyways." He stakes a small sip from the beer he's been nursing, and then shrugs with his right shoulder, pouting softly, "You can sign it however you like, it's your pound of flesh," and to emphasis, he cups his pec with his free hand and lifts, "They're heavy girls. Just don't dot those eyes to hard. I'm a bleeder." His attention turns back to the incomprehensible Gaelic.
1603
1604
1605Giving Lleutrim a look she says rather blatantly for the whole of those wanting to guess meanings. "Yer bum's oot the windae!" She says. There is a tangle fo her fingers to that band in her hair and out it comes before she's massaging at her scalp in that tipsy phase she is in. She bites her lip and sighs. "Lyall, MUD PEH!" She's pulling back on that rubber band and aiming for the aforementioned man's head. She lets loose and it hits him in the shoulder.
1606
1607<OOC> Dusk says, "This pose made: In China."
1608<OOC> Lyall says, "ROLL YOUR ATHLETICS ORLA"
1609<OOC> Orla laughs.
1610
1611Oih, Donnachaidh's had enough. Lleu finishes yet another whiskey and then wanders off to find whereever it was he left his guitar case. It's around here somewhere. Oh! Thar she be! He stops about 3 feet to the side of it, his back turned the party, unzips his jeans and takes a long and merry piss to water the bushes. Lalala. It's kind of sort of over near to his own cabin. A breath or three later he shakes it off, tucks and zips, then turns to pick up his guitar to see it safely back to his cabin. Maybe a short nap ere he has to wolf off into the wee morning hours. "Aye, me bum's out the window..." Alas, he's not wearing a kilt to flash her a nice double cheeked moon!
1612
1613And there he goes! The Galliard ambles off to his own cabin.
1614<OOC> Orla says, "Damn it..my name agian"
1615<OOC> Orla gives up.
1616Ash nods and smiles to Journey before rising to his feet, empty cup in hand. "Thank you again Elder. I think it's time I seek a refill, I'm starting to get the impression I'm too sober." A wry glance given to the rest of the party before he turns and heads over to the liquid refreshments.
1617<OOC> Lleutrim says, "Nobody can read that and have a doubt it's your pose, Orla. ;]"
1618<OOC> Dusk ^
1619<OOC> Orla says, "How do I roll here again"
1620<OOC> Lyall says, "Robot emojis"
1621<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
1622Lyall rolls Dexterity vs 6 for 1 successes.
16235 +9
1624<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
1625
1626
1627 A laugh escapes his mouth, Xavier looks to Jes, "I thought with his ass." he says. Oh yeah the Ragabash within is awakening. "You all have a good night, I hope to meet you all again soon." he says as he empties the bottle of the soda and throws it away.
1628<OOC> Lleutrim heads out for that RL sleep stuff. Goodnight and enjoy yourselves!
1629<OOC> Orla waves.
1630<OOC> Dusk waves!
1631<OOC> Kord says, "As brief as my contribution was here, it was fun. Also, everyone was great. <3"
1632<OOC> Lyall says, "OH KORD"
1633<OOC> Kord similarly needs to sleep and see if the fuckin' plasma donation place will finally take his plasma.
1634<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======--->
1635Orla rolls Dexterity vs 6 for 1 successes.
16363 +8
1637<-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
1638<OOC> Kord peers at Lyall?
1639<OOC> Orla watches her hairband ping off Lyall.
1640<OOC> Dusk says, "If they don't want it ... >.> <.< ... I'll take it.... heh, heh."
1641<OOC> Kord says, "no"
1642<OOC> Dusk dang it!
1643<OOC> Lyall says, "I'll hafta RP with you again then"
1644<OOC> Kord says, "No I can wait"
1645Journey smiles at Ash and nods, "Well take care of that certainly." He says, watching the party going on, just amused it seems.
1646<OOC> Kord says, "Not exactly in a RUSH for bed :P"
1647Deep Forest - Southwest(#1239RJ)
1648 The vividly, lush, foliage around you greets one's eyes as the distinct sharp, sweet smell of pine and oak fills one's nostrils. The crisp sound of birds within the trees chirp noisily as the rustling of critters scurry along through the bushes in the distance. The brilliance of the sun casts faint shadows down through the thick tangle of trees during the day, where at night the swift chill of bitter wind draws an eerie fog throughout the dense surroundings seeming to lurk through the woods. Small trails of animal tracks are hidden here and there for the keen eye to capture and the peaceful surroundings of nature's glory seem to emanate through the entire area.
1649
1650 OOC Warning: IC presence in this patrolled area constitutes consent to sniping (See +rules Sniping) and may result in an Escalation request being submitted from large territorial furry creatures with no warning beyond this note.
1651Contents:
1652Sean
1653Kord
1654Ash
1655Journey
1656Dusk
1657Drey
1658Xavier
1659Jes
1660Isla
1661Branton
1662Lyall
1663Orla
1664Wild Bee Hive
1665Obvious Exits:
1666Little Cabin <LC> Little Cabin 2 <LC2> Little Cabin 3 <LC3> Little Cabin 4 <LC4> Little Cabin 5 <LC5> East <E> North <N> West <W>
1667You move to Little Cabin 1
1668Little Cabin 1(#12849R)
1669
1670 This small hand hewn log cabin primarily features a single main room. One end is an open little kitchen with fridge, counter, sink, stove and oven with a window and cabinets. No dishwasher. Across from that is a small table and two chairs by window. Behind it is a door that lets into the full bath with shower, a closet and a pantry.
1671
1672 The main room consists of a faded green fold out couch, an old iron bound trunk serves as a coffee table, and a matching side chair. These are positioned to face the drystack stone fireplace with modern and efficient wood stove with a glass door. A large elk skin rug is on the floor before the fireplace. Shelves and bookcase, windows, and a reading light completes the layout along with a desk with a chair with laptop. Throw pillows and other rugs add a splash of bright colors. Worn hickory floors, pine ceiling, log walls of poplar with smokey heartwood. It's an older place with much use but well crafted.
1673
1674 Candle sconces and lanterns, as well as electric bulbs set in antler, add light by night. Solar panels on the roof provide electricity. A covered porch across the front has a pair of rocking chairs and a hammock.
1675
1676Obvious Exits:
1677Out <O>
1678[Garou] Lleutrim has joined this channel.
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