Muninn Newsrag/Adventures of one Drunk and her Rabbit/RP4Ch5

Davendrall and Anneliese show the newcomer Sir Charion the ropes - Chapter 5

Roleplay from Davendrall

Under the cover of darkness Anneliese and Davendrall hid in the shadows, out of the sight of any guards. Muffled struggled came from the tied Charion "Shhhh!" Davendrall whispered to him in an annoyed voice, pulling out a needle full the leprechaun poison, and injecting it into him "That should keep him out till the morning...come on" Davendrall took one arm, and Anneliese took the other and they both struggled over to a post in the main square. Neither spoke for fear of being heard. Davendrall motioned and Charions hands were tied behind the post. The pair then ran off back into the night, out of sight "That honey is going to be really bad tomorrow...if I had any morals I would feel sorry for him. I guess now we wait till the morning and make our entrance when there is a big enough crowd. In the meantime i've rented a room with a good view of the square, Banana Bus has already put the cookies and wine there, care to join me?" Davendrall whispered to Anneliese

Roleplay from Anneliese

Adrenaline and euphoria covered any sense of shame she felt what she'd done to that knight - perhaps she'd feel it later, but for now, she was far too amused to do anything but grin. It reminded her the pranks she and Katelijn used to play - at least, before Kate had lost her sense of humor and started taking herself far too seriously. Anneliese could barely contain her laughter, but managed to for the sake of stealth. Even in the alley way, she found herself snickering. "Ah-" She managed to stop, "-yes. Of course I'll join you." She said, and started to follow her.

Roleplay from Davendrall

"Excellent. Davendrall led Anneliese to the upper room of a nearby cloth shop. The room was decently sized, with a bed and a mattress on the floor. There were also several crates of wine and boxes of cookies. Davendrall took a conveniently placed crow bar, opened the crate, and handed Anneliese a bottle, taking one for herself

Roleplay from Anneliese

By now, she had already had so much wine that she figured more of it would make very little difference. Anne removed the cork from the bottle, and took a swig, draining nearly half of it. During the entire trip to Barad Lacrith, she'd watched calvary squirrels shooting arrows at hawks. The hawks fell down one by one, until the last one swooped down suddenly and started breathing fire on them all, and left a charred mess in its wake. Then it had decided to land atop a pile of squirrel corpses, caught itself on fire, and died. "So, how long d'you think it'll take 'em before someone starts noticing?"

Roleplay from Davendrall

Davendrall looked at Anneliese distant, dazed expression "You'll get used to the hallucinations of Leprechaun Wine...soon they will just be part of reality...of course lots of people will think your mad...and be right...but at least you'll sound sane..ish. And it will probably be morning until anyone notices, when people start setting up market stools. The post is in a rather shadowy area, and guards are rather lazy. Nothing ever happens in the middle of the city appart from pub brawls, and the guards are rather tired at this time" Davendrall said, downing a large amound of wine. She felt herself getting more and more drunk, and she had grown to like it, rather too much, shrugging off the hallucinations as best she could

Roleplay from Anneliese

That almost sounded a little sad to her. "I already have... well, a bit. I've been drinking this stuff so you wouldn't be able to take advantage of me again - that's why I wasn't distracted durin' all this..." An awkward silence filled the room, and Anne had an urge to fill it with something, anything. The idea of growing steadily crazier and crazier was simply too sad to contemplate. "...so, uh, why did you start making this wine?" She paused, finally noticing Dave's distant expression, "Are you okay?"

Roleplay from Davendrall

While drinking Davendrall felt herself losing her control more and more. Shaking of the hallucinations she turned to Anneliese "Huh? Oh...I erm duna remembers dat much...err...weew...i erm thinks i was in Tara and da guy...Banana Bus was there...an I ated some berries or somein...an i figured tha berries were poisonous, an got tha idea ta make some wine outa it an some bananas...cause he was a Banana Bus an all, an there...hey!" Davendrall shouted looking just behind Anneliese "Ya get ya hands of her ya filthy Leprechaun! Think ya can come in here, with your evil eyes and purple Mohawk and purt yer hands all over 'er eh?" Davendrall shouted at the invisible leprechaun, launching herself towards it, throwing a punch in mid air "Your teeth dont have no raisins in! And your Mum is a jellyfish!" She shouted at it, before tripping over...thankfully there was a bed there...or it would have hurt quite a lot. Davendrall shook her head, trying to clear it of the hallucinations "Dammit! I spilt the wine all over the floor!"

Roleplay from Anneliese

"Poisonous berries...? Is that what caus-" Anneliese stepped out of Davendrall's path, and watched with a mixture of confusion and fear as she started attacking something she couldn't see. She hoped she didn't ever become like this. "Is there any way to make them-" No, it wasn't a question worth asking. If Dave knew some way of making the hallucinations stop, she wouldn't be like this now. "Er... yes, you did spill it all." She didn't point out the still upright crate in the room. The wine in it had not been affected, but Anne didn't want to encourage more drinking in her current state. "...what a shame."

Roleplay from Davendrall

Davendrall looked up at Anneliese and did a little cute face. She had gained back some control and the hallucinations had stopped..."but I need some more wine...life is generally so boring when there was no one around for me to kill...there are no wars going on so no fighting, and as of yet I can't legally kill anyone...not that that had stopped me before...but she believe it or not I dont much fancy getting executed." Davendrall sighed...and looked down sadly..."My life feels so empty!" Davendrall thought to herself...stage three of Leprechaun drunkenness...depression. This made her sadness deepen further. How she had become so use to drink...she need to kill to keep her focused on life.

Roleplay from Anneliese

Anne was surprised at how much her reason for drinking made sense - she expected something less coherent from Davendrall. They sounded a lot alike. She sat down beside her on the mattress. "I used to drink... normal, regular wine before I stumbled on to you and was introduced to your wine. I had the same reasons you did - I couldn't kill anyone... though not necessarily 'cause there weren't a war goin' on - it's just that, since my first liege had placed me in the Homeland Defense in Tara, I had no choice but to follow orders... and that often meant staying away from the battlefield." Anne frowned, "Espicalley when that bastard refused to appoint a lord Byblack - I had to abandon the war front to go police some boring, backwood region because there were few other people that... wanted to... that knew it well enough to keep it under control. It when downhill from there... I think the only battle I saw was when the Darkans attacked, and then monsters... always monsters..." She sighed, "No challenge at all, killin' something without a brain or sense of organization..." "My life was boring until I met you. Even if you kidnapped and kept putting me cages, at least it's better than being a courtier..."

Roleplay from Davendrall

Davendrall almost laughed..."Wow...no ones ever shown any caring for me before...not even because i locked them in a cage and tried to convince them I was a rabbit" Davendrall shifted awkwardly, unsure what to do in such a situation. She had never confided in anyone before, she didn't really know how...but it all just came out "My father was heartless and relentless, I saw him kill my own mother when I was very young, and I was separated from my brother then. I grew up in my fathers house and spent most of my time hiding from him. He was the first person I killed, and since then it kind of became an addiction...but at least ive made your life more entertaining" Davendrall grinned.

Roleplay from Anneliese

Anne smiled, "Yes, you certainly have. I'm so glad I didn't stay in Tara - I don't want to even think about what would have happened if I had... I would probably still be a courtier now..." There was a pause as she considered what Davedrall had told her. She generally wasn't the type of person to do any comforting displays of affection, and had no idea what to say that would provide any comfort - all that she could think of sounded hollow to her. Lacing anything else, she simply decided to hug her. "My parents weren't like that - my father disappeared after I was seven, although..." She paused, then shrugged, and moved on to a different family member, "My mother wasn't- well. I couldn't really live up to her standards. She forced me to become a knight and 'make myself useful' or else be disowned..." Oddly, she didn't seem at all bitter about it, though perhaps that was the wine. "Do you remember Falsaan? That last battle in their old capital was my first battle... I never killed anyone until then." Anne paused, "It wasn't an honorable battle, I realize now, but at the time... all I could... the feeling of happiness. Completeness. I-I-" The euphoria she felt when fighting was impossible to describe, and not helped at all by her drunken state. "I have never felt more alive, except when I am fighting... although that trick we pulled just now was close..."

Roleplay from Davendrall

Davendrall too felt a bit awkward in the situation, but tried not to show it "Yes. Though I think im more just...naturally evil. I don't deliberately play tricks on people and torment them...its just what I do...and half the time I can't control it...being drunk all the time. Though I won't deny being more than a bit insane. As for killing, it excites me, its more of a need than anything else, to have so much control over other peoples lives...to be on the edge of death...to feel someones life slip away under my hand...its thrilling, and addictive. I can't even remeber the last time I killed a human" Davendrall said sadly "It must have been the last battle with Minis Ithal, and they were not very entertaining short ones and there were not a great amount of them" Davendrall led fully on the bed and yawned "We can continue this conversation tomorrow. I think we should get some sleep...wine make Davendrall sweepy...yawn..." Then she passed out, not waking up until just before dawn.

For the next part to the thrilling Adventures of One Drunk and her Rabbit read Chapter 6