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Roleplay from Davendrall

Davendrall looked again at Anneliese. "You need help. Have you been drinking again?" The pair got some funny looks from Davendralls new troops...being unexperienced concerning Davendrall's day to day life. She led Anneliese into her tent and led her down on her bed. "I'm sorry."

Roleplay from Anneliese

"...no." Anneliese said guilty. The hawk for once, was quiet. It looked around a few times at the camp, then began to preen its feathers while they entered the tent. She didn't know what to say to the apology. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Instead, she clung to Davendrall and buried her head in her neck - an odd sight, considering Anne was taller than her. The goshawk sitting on her shoulder stopped preening, and began to speak: "With one of the outside and this one inside, you could kill them both without the other one knowing. You must be quick. We can't have her screaming and alerting your sister..." "It's doing it again..." She pulled away from Davendrall, "She wants me to kill you. I can't be near you. It's unsafe. I might... actually... that's not my sister out there, is it?"

Roleplay from Davendrall

"Anneliese. Your hallucinating. Calm down and take this." Davendrall handed her a strange smelling concoction which she had invented, out of need, to combat the hallucinogenic properties of the berries in her wine.

Roleplay from Elonias

Elonias sighed as he stood outside the tent. Yes, he had been noticed, but not recognized. Atleast he wasn't a tree or a cookie man this time. 'Wait, I'd rather be a cookie man than a sister, at least the gender is right then.' he thought as he waved towards one of the guards on patrol who was eying him suspiciously.

Roleplay from Davendrall

A guard approached Elonias. "Excuse me Sir. What is your purpose in the camp of Davendrall Felhand?" He had his hand on his sword, being told severely to keep watch after the attempted assassination on Davendrall a week ago.

Roleplay from Elonias

Elonias suddently realized how suspicious he actually must look, as he stared up at the guard who had just asked him why he was there, before he coughed and replied: "Well mister guard, I'm here to ehm... deliver these cookies you see, seeing as how I'm THE cookie man. and I don't want to interrupt those two ladies during their alone time." he looked at the guard blankly as he realized how extremely bad that lie was. then he coughed again and looked away: "Aah, looks like I've caught a cold..."

Roleplay from Davendrall

The guard looked more suspiciously at Elonias. Being newly recruited troops, he was not used to such things, or Davendrall's addiction to cookies. "Yes. I would think it unwise to disturb them, sir. I think perhaps you should leave the cookies with me. Would you like to leave her a message to? I will speak with Mistress Davendrall and clarify you as a friend, or at least not an enemy. For now I think it best you leave the camp Sir."

Roleplay from Anneliese

"Oh... but... it... it... it's harder to ignore than normal." She took the flask and opened it. She hesitated on drinking it - it smelled terrible. "Kill her! NOW!" The hawk screeched. Anneliese quickly downed the whole bottle, and felt... different. The smell of blood and decay had receded. The bird had disappeared before her eyes, and suddenly, Anne remembered she was very naked and wrapped the cloak tightly around her. "It's gone." She sighed, and leaned against Davendrall, not knowing what else to say after an experience like that. After a moment or two, she recalled that she had heard footsteps behind them while they were walking. "Uhm... by the way, did you notice someone following us? I heard footsteps. Was it a hallucination? Who is out there?" She looked down at the cloak, "And where'd you get this from? I can't remember you wearing this."

For the next part to the thrilling Adventures of One Drunk and her Rabbit read Chapter 1 of Elonias, the Wheat-Grower of Eston