Muninn Newsrag/Adventures of one Drunk and her Rabbit/RP5Ch2
Pie fight at the tournament in York - Chapter 2
| Roleplay from Ain the random Caergothian | |
| Ain was munching an apple as she strolled through the tournament grounds, mentally cataloguing the food stalls. She shook her head; it must be her age starting so slow her down. She'd been here for two days already and there was still an entire row of stalls that she hadn't eaten at yet.
She moved in that direction when a disturbance in the crowd caught her attention and shocked her to the core. Who would waste a perfectly lovely pie by throwing it? | |
| Roleplay from Davendrall | |
| Davendrall fell backwards into the buffet at Annelieses onslaught of custard pies and couldn't stop laughing. In response she threw everything she could get her hands on from the buffet stands at her. As she fell backwards she fell into the noble known as Ain, who stopped her fall. She turned around to see who was there and grinned, pie in hand, and pied Ain in the face. Davendrall then promptly jumped over the stand and took cover, looking up only to throw pies and various other confectionery she found on the stand she was hiding behind | |
| Roleplay from Anneliese | |
| Not long after Dave had thrown a pie at Ain, another pie-splattered noble arrived and ducked behind her, throwing edible objects in Davendrall's direction. After a moment, Anne moved on, ducking behind various people as she tried to avoid Dave's projectiles. By now, she had run out of food, but she still had the wine bottles...
She made her way to the food stands. Once there, she ducked low and hid on the other side of Davendrall's stand. One by one, Anne shook and uncorked the wine bottles, and threw them over to the other side as fast as she could without being sprayed herself. "I hope you like my present!" | |
| Roleplay from Ain the random Caergothian | |
| Ain stood just over six-feet tall--and more in her boots--all of it solidly muscled from over thirty years of constant training. She was master swords-woman--a former tournament champion, in fact--and was armed, not just with her sword, but with six knives, three of which were completely visible.
So why, by all that breathed, would someone think it a good plan to hit her in the face with a pie? Mind you, if she hadn't been startled into immobility by the rather horrendous amount of food wastage going on, it wouldn't have happened...and the tiny little girl who had flung it would have been on the ground with Ain's boot on her face. Which was absolutely what was going to happen if anyone else tried to hit her with something...even a delicious pie. At least this pie wouldn't be wasted; the pieces were quite big enough to salvage and eat. | |
| Roleplay from Davendrall | |
| "Ewww! This wine is disgusting!" Davendrall went to grab something else from the stand...and realized there was nothing left on it. She looked at the rest of the buffet...and realized that between Anneliese, Davendrall, and whoever else got involved in the massive food fight...there was actually no food left...it was all splatted on the floor, over people, and practically everywhere
Davendrall got up...with no food left to threaten her. She was covered in spattered pies and drenched in wine. She looked over at Ain who had a horrified look on her face "Just cause your big and muscular and have lots of weapons doesn't mean I can't through pies at you...I mean you didn't see what I did to our Judge" Davendrall climbed over the table to stand in-front of Anneliese "That last bit was completely unnecessary! Now I'm covered in wine...and not just any wine...horrible...weak...white wine! Your still covered in more pie though" Davendrall grinned "I need a bath" Davendrall announced, before running and jumping into a nearby fountain and beginning to bathe | |
For the next part to the thrilling Adventures of One Drunk and her Rabbit read Chapter 3
