Muninn Newsrag/Adventures of one Drunk and her Rabbit/RP4Ch6

Davendrall and Anneliese show the newcomer Sir Charion the ropes - Chapter 6

Roleplay from Davendrall

There was a crowd developing around Charion in the Main Square of Barad Lacirith "Excuse me! Let me through! Out of the way" Davendrall pushed through the crowd, dragging Anneliese with her. They saw Charion still tied to the post. He looked as if he had just gained conciousness, and had quite a bad headache Davendrall approached him and knelt down to his level "Oh you poor thing! You drank too much of that wine yesterday. It gave you server hallucinations. I should have warned you that the first time you drink it the hallucinations become your reality. You started fighting invisible things, and tripped over into a crate of honey I had with me. I have no idea what possessed you to go upstairs and start ripping up pillows after that. Then you got worse, and started screaming at us to untie you and let you go, even though we hadn't even placed a hand on you. Then you ran out of your estate and we've been chasing after you ever since. We've only just caught up with you. Somebody must have taken advantage of your drunken, deranged state, then tied you up to this post. You poor thing! What sick bastard would do such a horrible thing!"

Roleplay from Anneliese

What sick bastard would do such a horrible thing! Anne desperately tried not to laugh, or at least not to grin ridiculously. Her lips twitched into a smile. "Er... yes. What kind of person would do such a thing..." She realized she was smiling, and forced herself into a concerned expression. "Are you alright Sir Charion?"

Roleplay from Davendrall

"He probably has one hell of a headache, we should get him to the healers just in-case" Davendrall grabbed Charion's elbow to try and help him up. A few guards were nearby, clearly none were suspicious, or thought them responsible for the mysterious disappearance of one of their colleges as the began to disperse the crowd.

Roleplay from Charion

The gag had now been removed and Charion tried to speak, initially he just coucghed severely for a minute. Then his voice came out on his second try and it was barely like his usual vibrant and elegant tone with a musical voice, it was rough, faint, full of digust mixed with grief and rage. "He was right...he was right...yes...his words initially hit me as extremely cruel and evil but he was right...his words were right...he was right...I saw him, I heard him...right about everything...he rescued me...from my blindness...yes he was right...so right...about them...about you...about me...about life...and death...death....death....death...glorious death..." Then he stopped talking and just did his best to try to walk, but his expression as strange, a mix of agony and peace. His body was in severe pain but his mind looked distant like in some insane trance.

Roleplay from Davendrall

"Oh dear...you really have been messed up in the head haven't you...such a shame" Davendrall, with the help of Anneliese led Charion to the healers, and he was immedietly found a bed "Have you got anything for extreme hang over and trauma? You might want to check him for any injuries...I erm...have no idea what happened to him" Davendrall shifted her eyes nervously and put on her best innocent face again The healer came back and gave Charion what looked like an incredibly disgusting concoction

Roleplay from Anneliese

Anne listened to Charion's rambling, feeling a little guilty. "I hope he recovers from that..."

Roleplay from Davendrall

Davendrall turned back to Charion "Erm...Charion...me and Anne have to go now...thanks for your hospitality and wine etc, etc, let us know how your doing when your feeling a bit better...hope we...I mean...the wine and whoever it was who took advantage of you didn't traumatize you too much" Davendrall said...trying her best not to laugh. Davendrall then turned and left the healers with Anneliese. "Well...that was fun...care to join me at the tournament in York? Its not like theres much else worth doing around here."

Roleplay from Anneliese

Message sent to everyone in your realm (65 recipients) Anne was quiet for a few moments, still thinking about what they'd done to Charion. As they walked out, she said, "Yeah, sure. I was thinking about going there anyway... plus, if anyone ever..." She had almost said figures out what we've done, but stopped herself. "Well, y'know, we'll be far away..."

Roleplay from Davendrall

"Ah, Anne, you care too much! Half the fun is running away! You can travel with me if your coming then. So, what trouble do you think we can cause at a tournament?" Davendrall said grinning at Anneliese.

Roleplay from Anneliese

"Is it that obvious?" It probably was; she hadn't been grinning or almost laughing like Davendrall had been. "Well, I suppose it is fun to get away with it, but that was almost too easy..." At the mention of more trouble, she managed a grin, "Ah, how 'bout some mass hallucinations? Leprechaun wine in the beer... what d'you think?

Roleplay from Davendrall

"Mass poisoning? No...too many people and too many of them powerful, but im sure we can have some fun"

Roleplay from Anneliese

"Oh well. It'd be difficult to do anyway... don't know how you'd get past the tavern people to get to the beer..." She looked disappointed, but quickly recovered and started listing ideas: "I guess we could steal a bunch of pants and make a flag out of 'em. Or dress up as peasants and mock anyone showing off. Or hide in trees and pour water on people."

Roleplay from Davendrall

"Hmm so many possibilities...though the best things happen when we make it up as we go along" Davendrall grinned, her mind buzzing with evil thoughts.

Roleplay from Anneliese

Anneliese wondered that at what point had her plans changed? Here she was, wandering on a road to York with a person she'd planned to kill days earlier. She should have, at the very least, turned her in to the judge, but she hadn't. Instead, she'd gone on to join her in making trouble, and now she going to the tournament with the sole purpose of making more trouble. What made the trip more awkward was the conversation they had the night before they 'found' Charion tied to a post. It was more difficult to kill someone knowing their past, and Anne suspected she would have trouble turning Davendrall in if she had to. She also regretted saying anything about her own, boring as it was compared to Dave's - it made her feel far too vulnerable. What had possessed her to share that information with the closest person she had to an enemy? Mere drunkenness, or...? It was then that Anneliese realized something very important: "I forgot to pay my troop before I left."

Roleplay from Charion

A day later... Charion got some sleep and was taken back to his estate. The servants thought it would be good to avoid the peasant mockery and some less educated nobles that could bother him while he recovered. He woke up in the following day tired but perfectly well...physically speaking at least. Healthier than ever..but his behaviour was by no means normal. First he dressed himself entirely in black which was highly unusual to him. Then when he reached the main hall he cried to the servants in a solemn voice. "I am back, Ferel...remove the symbols on my shrine...I'll be bringing new ones." "All others remove any paladin mottoes I may have placed on the estates and all symbols of the holy orders" "And finally, get me some people from the town, things have changed, and I need a new decoration here...to commemorate a new beginning, a rebirth..."

Roleplay from Charion

Charion was obviously getting stranger as days passed. First he bought huge amounts of Leprechaun Wine to his laboratory. Then the decoration of the whole estate in Saradic (which was huge) was exchanged by a very elegant but overly dark style. All references to a paladin's oath were removed and exchanged with cryptic sayings about death, and many of those praised it. The shrine looked more like a demon-worship shrine and had a human skull on the top of it. Then he ordered some new clothes. All as sophisticated the others but all in black with some white, red and purple markings and runes. He also started using less jewelry...only a single platinum ring with a black pearl on it. Some peasants disappeared from the neighboring villages. And there were rumours that they were taken to the castle for strange experiments and that Charion now used a skull mask over his face sometimes.