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==Davendrall and Anneliese show the newcomer Sir Charion the ropes - <i>Chapter 3</i>==
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==Davendrall kidnaps Anneliese and meets Judge Athena==
  
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | Davendrall came to the North Gates of Barad Lacirith with her caravan, and Anneliese sneakily disguised as a guard
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | "Hello Cassie...no sorry not this visit. I am looking for Anima. I am in need of something rougher then the usual. Have been holding court day in and day out in Hernepoole. It takes a toll on you and I have some frustrations I need to get out. " As she said this she lovingly caressed the worn whip she was holding in her hand.
 
 
"Let me do the talking, im good at this kinda thing" Davendrall whispered
 
 
 
"Halt!" A gate guard said "In the name of the king we are obliged to check your caravan"
 
  
"Why of course! I have nothing to hide. Nothing suspicious here at all, I am just a simple noble girl visiting the market to sell my pigeons, nothing suspicious at all. And this is my equally unsuspicious guard, Rabbita, we have nothing to hide at all, there really is no point in you checking the caravan, there is nothing in there but pigeons, cookies and some simple, legal wine...honest"
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Cassie stepped back knowing how the judge could be when she was in this type of mood. If she could not find Anima she would take whoever was in sight.
  
The guard looked at Davendrall then Anneliese suspiciously and slightly confused. Davendrall returned the look with her best innocent face
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While she continued looking for Anima she kept hearing shuffling coming from the third floor. Her patience was wearing thin meaning she was about ready to grab Kim a veteran of the judge's whims when she spotted a pretty young thing. Athena had never seen her before. She let go of Kim and walked over to the blacked hair beauty. She was tiny. She looked like a strong wind would blow her over. As Athena strolled over to her the girl that had begun shaking. Her smooth dark skin was just aching to be scared by Athena when she heard another odd sound coming from the third floor.
  
"Nevertheless, we must take a look ma'am" He said going over to the caravan to look in, Davendrall stepped closely behind him
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This would never do. She would not be able to enjoy her play with all these sounds. She let go of the dark haired beauty and said, "Don't accept any other customers. I will be back. Go sit in the room and wait."
  
Inside were several boxes of cookies, a crate of wine, many cages of very loud pigeons...and a suspiciously large pigeon who looked more like a tied up and gagged man covered in honey and feathers. He struggled and shouted something which was muffled by his gag
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Athena headed to the stairs that would lead her to the third floor hearing more shuffling as she walked up the stairs.
  
"Is that a man?" The guard said suprised, turning to Davendrall for explenation
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Once she opened the door she was shocked at what she saw. Where were all the animals? And why were there desks with scribes writing . This was very strange. She went to one of he scribes and demanded to know what was going on.
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"Scribe what are you doing here and what is going on? Wait a minute, you are a soldier in Daphne's unit. What are you doing here and not with your unit where you should be?"
  
"No! What a peculiar accusation! Men don't have feathers! Have you no knowledge of the human anatomy in any way shape or form man!"
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"Duchess Athena I am a rabbit and learning to write. Davendrall has been so nice to help us learn to write." Ahhh she knew this new addition to Eston was a trouble maker. Lets see what She is really up to. She dismissed this delusional knight and went on to the secret door.
  
"It looks like a man whos been covered in honey and feathers to me"
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She was shown the door one day by the former owner. The room afforded the most privacy of the whole brothel. She had used it only once it was an interesting experience which she would like to experience again. But alas the Mistress of the place moved on and they had not yet found another to replace her.
  
"Nonscence! Who would do such a thing?" Davendrall said nerviously looking guiltily to Anneliese
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While daydreaming of that special day she moved along the corridor til she entered a room where she saw Davendrall behind a desk. A man in a cage hanging from the ceiling...she thought 'at least they kept one part of the room intact.' She saw a few guards, a man in a suit and a woman in gunny sack. This was interesting.. What the hell is going on!
 
 
"I am afraid I will have to confiscate this pigeon for further investigation"
 
 
 
"Oh I see! You just want my giant pigeon don't you? Hmm? Just cause he will win the giantist pigeon award. Your just trying to steal it and claim the price yourself"
 
 
 
"No i'm not! That is clearly not a pigeon! It's a man you maliciously covered in honey and feathers. Your under arrest"
 
 
 
"Oh for goodness sake! Not again! What is it with you people and trying to arrest me. Hey look over there a male nudist!" Davendrall pointed behind the man
 
 
 
The guard turned around quickly to see what was pointing at
 
 
 
"Ahahaha! Gay!" Davendrall shouted, before hitting him on the head with a burnt cookie, knocking him out, then pushing him in the caravan
 
 
 
"Come on then Anne, lets get to the main square before people start turning up and anyone notices the absence of the guard. You know, I feel kinda mean. We were invited to a young, unexperienced mans home to help him, then we got him drunk, stole his cookies and wine, stripped him to his underwear, covered him in honey and feathers, claimed he was a pigeon, and now we are tying him to a post in the main square for display. No I'm lying, I feel no guilt at all, he did after all, ask us to show him the ropes!"
 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |The creaking of a door made her head turn. From her manner and the way the strange woman dressed, she guessed that, whoever it was, it was someone important. Anne suddenly felt very self-conscious. She was still in that damn bag, and what's more, her hair was all in disarray from being tossed around in said bag.
Amcastra was up and about early in the morning, preparing to set off to the Tournament held in York. As he wrote letters passing command to his SiC, he observed a strange pair and with really loud caravan cart rolling the street in the wee hours. Normally, merchants don't arrive this early and usually appear later and they did looked really suspicious with a badly dressed guard and cloaked figure. Alarm bells rang off in his head as he wondered, who were they? Saboteurs? Spies? He quickly finish dictating his messages and sent the messengers out.
 
  
He was soon walking in the streets of Barad Lacirith and approached the suspicious people, "Hail, strangers." He said in a polite tone. "What bring you here so early in the morning?"
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Still, she a little bit of hope entered her. "You're not hear to eat me, are you? Or put me in a cauldron and tell me it's a bath! I'm not a rabbit! Please tell me you can see that I'm not a rabbit?"
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | "What? Us? Oh...hi...we are simple, innocent nobles of Eston wishing to sell my pride pigeons at the market later today...I have some personal business to attend to first though" Davendrall replied looking rather awkward.
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"I am Mistress Davendrall, owner of this Brothel, I presume you are a customer who got lost...would you like me to help you find your way back down"
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"Oh." Amcastra said, realized that they were indeed two noble ladies of Eston, his suspicion fading away, but then noted something odd. "But, why is lady Anneliese dressed up as a lowly guard?" his confusion visible.
 
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Realization then struck her.
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Charion woke up confused and highly disturbed by his current state which was at least...weird and very disturbing but couldn't do a thing. When the guard checked the goods he tried to say something but nothing came out. Now he heard someone else nearby and started trying to scream with all his strength, what came out however was a deafened and kinda faint sound of a gagged human.
 
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"Wait...your the Judge...quick Barnabas, hide the drugs, and the alcohol, and Madog."
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | "Erm...well...of course there is a reasonable explanation for this...which is...erm...well I left all my men behind because I intend to go to the tournament straight from here, and the caravan is obviously more prone to attack if people see two young noble women who look defenseless...not that we are...with no guards, and we would rather not have a fight...it might frighten my pigeons...so you see...a perfectly acceptable explanation...now if you don't mind, my business is urgent and we must get moving"
 
  
Davendrall hastily walked past the noble, followed by Anneliese and the caravan.
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"Erm...nothing to see here...this is just an innocent meeting of the Eston Gardening Association...and I am just a plant, this here is my good friend carrot" Davendrall said pointing to Anne "We are doing nothing illegal here...wouldn't even dream of it...we are all innocent really..."
  
When moving off Davendrall spoke quietly to Annliese "I think when the main square becomes busy and there will be a crowd around Charion, we should convince him he was hallucinating, and we couldn't stop him, and he crashed into a crate of honey I had with me...then went to his bedroom and started ripping up pillows, then ran, deranged, all through the night, and we only just caught up with him and everything was an hallucination...or something."
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Davendrall shifted her eyes innocently, hiding behind Anne
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | "Er... yes." Anne said, agreeing with Davendrall. "Really, this disguise was her idea. I would much rather fight whatever unfortunate bastard that chose to pick a fight with us, but she's got her pigeons to think of." She rolled her eyes, and then leaned close to the marshall, whispering, "Don't tell 'er, but I plan to let my hawk loose on the pigeons when she's not looking." She grinned once, then walked on after Davendrall.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Anne moved out of the way, and tried to point at Davendrall through the bag, "She's evil! This drunkard is trying to make me her pet! And she thinks I'm a rabbit! Can't you see that I'm not a rabbit?! Please tell me you can see that I'm not a rabbit?!" She looked a little desperate.
  
The smell of wine, the dilated pupils and the slight slur in her words gave away the fact that she had been drinking heavily. This was not unusual for a Norlander, but a little unusual for Anneliese - she rarely went out in public like this.
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"And she IS doing illegal things here! Lots of them! Smuggling drugs and that hallucinogenic wine and, and..." She paused, "And she's trying to get me involved, too! She made me sign this contract and threatened to put me in with that thing up there," Since she couldn't point, she looked up at the cage hanging from the ceiling. "if I didn't, and so I had to sign and please, please tell me that's not valid. You're a judge, right? It's not valid, right?"
  
"Will that be before or after we tie him up? If it's after... how do we explain how he got tied up? That we had to restrain him for his own good?"
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She then went on to give a long account of events leading up to this. She was talking too fast, however, so it was a bit difficult to understand.
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Madog sat in the cage above the people below, one was talking worryingly fast, infact, if you looked closely there was smoke coming from her mouth. Well this is as good a time as any Madog thought, now would be a perfect time to escape.
Amcastra had his eyebrows raised throughout the explanation from the two ladies, but in the end he merely sighed and let them pass. It didn't seem they were going to about to hurt people and he had no time for minor mischief. Anyways, he had to get going as well! "Very well, Farewell ladies."
 
  
As the caravan pass, he could of sworn he heard some man was in it, but waved it off, he had to hurry and get his horse mounted.
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Shame the door was locked.
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | "After...we need to tie him up to restrain him...and I plan to just push through the crowds and look as if we have just arrived and was looking for him" Davendrall said to Anneliese as the approached the main square
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | Athena looked at this scene a mixture of amusement and disbelief. She put on her Judge face and began to look about. One of the guards was shuffling around things in an attempt to hide something.
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Before she had time to say a word Davendrall and the woman in the bag began talking all at once. She could understand some of what they were saying something about not doing anything illegal, trying to make someone their pet, not being a rabbit. Finally Athena had enough she yelled. "SHUT UP ALL OF YOU AND YOU WITH THE BOX PUT IT DOWN AND STEP BACK. " She then took a deep breath and began to speak in a calmer tone as she began to walk towards the group.
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"Some of you may not know me. I am the Judge here in Eston and it seems I have stumbled upon a group of activities that seems suspicious." She took the woman in the gunny sack's hand and helped her step out.
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"This is not how you treat a lady. I would think you would know that yourself Davendrall being as well. My lady what is your name and yes I can see that you are a person and not a rabbit. " 'With all that leather she must be a warrior.....mnnn how I would love to tame a warrior.'
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Now tell me my dear what has occurred on this day, After a long explanation Athena turned to Davendrall and asked, "Why are doing this? And don't think that your feeble attempt to hide the drugs and wine worked. You may not know but leprechaun wine is legal within the brothels of Eston. Some customers like the feel of the side effects of the wine during their services I however do not. But they are not allowed to be used outside of a brothel.
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From what this woman. not rabbit, has said you have been. doing just that What do you have to say for yourself?"
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | "Works for me. I suppose we'll have to say some... malicious person," She grinned, "must've took of advantage of him and tied him to a post."
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | Childishly, when she was sure the judge wasn't looking, she stuck her tongue out at Davendrall. ''Hahaha! You're in trouble now!''
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | 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
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"Watch out she has a whip!" Barnabas shouted at her
  
"Shhhh!" Davendrall whispered to him in an annoyed voice, pulling out a needle full the leprechaun poison, and injecting it into him
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"Oh no! A leather whip! A leather woman called Athena Leather with a leather whip made of leathery leatherness!" Davendrall held up her hands
  
"That should keep him out till the morning...come on"
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"Please don't hurt me...I'm innocent really...honest." Davendrall lowered her head, rotating her foot nervously and bit her lip, like a naughty school girl being told off by her teacher
  
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
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"But...but...but she's a rabbit...I like rabbits...I just wanted her company!" Davendrall looked innocently up at both of them
  
"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
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Then Davendrall had an idea
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"Hey...your a woman...you're what...45? Not a bad age...I could use someone like you here...ever thought of working in a brothel?"
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | 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.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | She could barely hide her pleasure at seeing Davendrall in trouble. She hid her snickering behind a hand, and then tried to make it look like she was coughing.
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"Uhm... sorry. Allergies."
  
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.
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After a moment, Anne turned to the judge, "Did I mention that, earlier, she has taken my pants and put me in a cage? Twice? And that when I wouldn't behave as she liked, she gave nearly gave me to the royal tent to be cooked and eaten?" A pause. "Not only that, but she's encouraged other people to view me as a rabbit, too, which has lead to a situation where a knight tried to trick me into a cauldron so I could be cooked."
  
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.
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"And I'm sure if she was really sorry, she'd not be proclaiming that she is innocent right now. She clearly hasn't learned her lesson - once you are gone and I am left alone with her, she will start doing that again. Perhaps you should do something to make sure she doesn't forget." This time, she could not hide a grin, "Just a suggestion."
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | "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.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"Now your just TRYING to get me into trouble!
  
Davendrall took a conveniently placed crow bar, opened the crate, and handed Anneliese a bottle, taking one for herself
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Banana Bus...release...the Madog!"
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Barnabas, Yuma and Nibal all gasped. Barnabas covered his eyes, and whimpered, pulling a lever on the wall
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Anneliese 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | 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.
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"MWHAHAHAHA!" Davendrall laughed as the bottom of Madog's cage flung open, and Madog fell down to Davendrall's feet, promptly being knocked out by the fall
  
Then it had decided to land atop a pile of squirrel corpses, caught itself on fire, and died.
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"Oh...well that didn't exactly go to plan...time for plan B"
  
"So, how long d'you think it'll take 'em before someone starts noticing?"
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Davendrall stepped over Madog. She put on her best, incredibly cute face and began crying
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"It's not my fault, im just a little 19 year old girl, kicked out of my home by lots of scary people, being forced to fight in battles...and...and...and all alone...no one ever likes me you see...but...but...but...I know your not a rabbit Anne" Davendrall said walking slowly over to her, still crying
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Davendrall 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | 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
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Anneliese 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |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?"
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"I just...wanted attention, and comfort...and...and...your company"
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Davendrall leaned on Anne's shoulder, hugging her, still crying
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Davendrall
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | 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
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"Im just so lonely"
  
"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
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Then after a second Davendrall quickly pulled down Anne's trousers
  
"Dammit! I spilt the wine all over the floor!"
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"DEBAGGED!" She shouted running behind her desk for protection, giggling at Anne's underwear and grinning wildly
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Anneliese   
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"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.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Blushing furiously, Anne pulled up her pants. "YAAAARGH! YOU DARE OFFEND MY DIGNITY LIKE THIS!"
  
"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."
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She climbed over the desk and pounced on Davendrall. Items were knocked off the desk and off the walls as the two fought. Though it was not readily apparent who was winning, loud banging noises could be heard, as well as strings of profanity and yelling.
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Davendrall 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | 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!"
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | Athena could not believe what she was hearing let alone seeing. "Apparently your name is Annie. I believe what you are saying. You do not need to tell me anymore. Clearly this woman is deranged possibly criminally. You do not need to worry about anything now my dear."
  
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.
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Athena had been just amused by this situation, Though she never showed it but when she heard the offer to work in the brothel that changed everything.
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THIS WOMAN DARING TO ASK A DUCHESS OF ESTON, DUCHESS OF BARAD LACIRITH, JUDGE OF ESTON TO WORK IN A BROTHEL!!!! HOW DARE SHE.
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Anneliese 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |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..."
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While Athena was in her own little world becoming more and more outraged, red with anger, shaking, steam pouring out of her ears, blind with anger. She saw Annie climbing over the desk and begin fighting with Davendrall. This was the last straw. She took out her whip and cracked it above their heads. That made them stop.
  
"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..."
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"THAT IS ONLY A WARNING! Stay where you are or the next strike will not be a warning, And believe me you do not want to test me. This is why I came here. Though I really wanted release as well if you know what I mean.
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" She said evilly.
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | 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.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"AHAHAHAHHA! Dignity, lovely petty boring old dignity!" Davendrall laughed while being attacked by Anne. She blocked continually not fighting back as she was too busy giggling. She was forced back by Anne's fighting and fell onto the floor, and rolled over laughing
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The Duchess' reaction only increased her laughing "Wow, scary woman is being scary" She laughed more, while still being attacked. She blocked once more before digging her teeth deep and hard into Anne's leg
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Anneliese   
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |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..."
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |The whip caught her attention, and she immediately stopped attacking. She looked up, "I... er. She started it! She pulled my pants down and..." From the look on the judge's face, it didn't look like a good time to give excuses. She grinned nervously. "Uhm, er, nevermind. I'm sorry, I jus- OW!" She yelped, and turned toward Davendrall, "You little-" Out of reflex, she tried to kick her while pulling her leg away.
 
 
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..."
 
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Davendrall   
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | Davendrall too felt a bit awkward in the situation, but tried not to show it
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Davendrall responded immediately, grabbing Anne's leg and kicking the back of it so she fell to the floor right next to her, they were both hidden from the Judge's view behind the desk
 
 
"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.
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"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Davendrall grinned wildly
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Davendrall
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |There was a crowd developing around Charion in the Main Square of Barad Lacirith
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | What was this? Was this woman laughing at her. Fine she must like pain. I will accommodate her.
  
"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
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She lifted up her hand posed to strike when she saw Davendrall sick her teeth into Annie. This called for a more hands on approach. She moved so quickly that people were surprised when she was practically on top of Davendrall pulling her hair up and squeezing her nose to make Davendrall open her mouth to let go of Annie's leg. Once that was accomplished Athena took out her knife and held it to Davendrall's neck. "Annie slip out from underneath her and stand over there in the corner you are not totally innocent in this situation. Davendrall don't move unless you like the site of blood, your own.
 
 
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!"
 
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Anneliese   
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |<i>What sick bastard would do such a horrible thing!</i>
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"Yes Ma'am." She said quickly, eyeing the knife.
  
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..."
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She slipped out from under Davendrall, and trudged off to stand in a corner like a naughty child.
 
 
She realized she was smiling, and forced herself into a concerned expression. "Are you alright Sir Charion?"
 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"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.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Davendrall laughed brutally looking down at the knife
  
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.
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"Oh yes!" Davendrall shouted eagerly "As much as I like the sight of my own blood, id prefer it if you didn't kill me. This is all too much fun!"
 
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|align="left" width="20%" style="font-weight: bold" | Roleplay from Charion
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Athena thought 'Finally some order has been restored to this situation.' Annie went to the corner like a good little girl. While Davendrall became sane for the first time since Athena had met her. Usually the threat of death will do that to a person. Athena didn't know if she should let Davendrall up or not.
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..."
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"Annie, come over here and get the shackles out of my bag."
  
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.
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While Annie did as she was told. Athena grabbed one of Davendrall's arms and brought it around her back. Athena held that arm with her leg while she grabbed the other arm and did the same. Once Athena had both arms behind Davendrall's back Athena took the knife away from Davendrall's neck and slipped it back between her breasts.
 
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Davendrall, with the help of Anneliese led Charion to the healers, and he was immedietly found a bed
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"You really...really think that that will work? Your in MY brothel, in MY secret room, with three of MY best trained men, and you entered through a secret door...you really really think thats going to work?
  
"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
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Nibbles now!" She shouted at her scout, who promptly pushed a button on the wall, and a giant carrots came swinging down from no where knocking the judge in the head, pushing her into a giant rabbit hutch, and the hutch door locked tightly behind her, securing the judge in the straw filled hutch with nothing but a water bowl and some carrots.
  
The healer came back and gave Charion what looked like an incredibly disgusting concoction
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Davendrall drew her dagger and walked over to Anne
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"Hey! Your rabbit ears have gone! What did you do with them? Oh no...oh...no no no no...the alcohol...its...its wearing off...this...is a strange feeling...what do you people call it...im...im sober...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
 
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"You're sober?! Aw, poor baby!" She grinned wickedly, "We shall just have to do something about that!" She picked up a wine bottle from the desk, and smashed it against the wall. She picked up another wine bottle, and threw it towards the scout.
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"Mad rabbit! Mad rabbit!" The scout ducked, and ran.
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Like an oversized cat attracted by a piece of string, movement only made Anne more interested. She ran after the scout. "Come back here! Don't worry! I won't hurt you! I just want your bloooood!"
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The scout screamed, and ran out of the room, likely not to return for a while.
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She heard footsteps behind her, whirled around to face Barnabas, edging toward her, holding a sack in a distinctly threatening manner.
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Now, this was a more difficult fellow to face, he had been the captain of Davendrall's troop, although Anne wasn't aware of that, she knew that he would likely not be dissuaded by combat because she had already waved a sword in his face once and it hadn't worked.
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But she knew a solution for that.
  
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Quick as she could, she snatched the bag out of his hand, placed it over his head and tied it tightly. "Let's see how you like it!" She pushed him out the door. Loud banging sounds could be heard as Barnabas walked into the hallway, knocking cages over and accidentally letting several 'rabbits' free.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |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.
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That done, she turned to the last of Davendrall's minions, the scribe, Yuma. She had gone pale and was shaking, hidden behind the desk. Anne moved toward her, starting to walk around the desk. It quickly became clear that, whenever she moved, the scribe moved. This went on for quite a while, until finally, Anne simply decided to climb over the desk and reach for the scribe, who immediately took off and ran.
  
"Well...that was fun...care to join me at the tournament in York? Its not like theres much else worth doing around here."
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Anne noted, with a certain amount of satisfaction as the scribe left, that she had a conspicuous wet spot on her dress.
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She turned toward Davendrall, "Now, Dave, what do you think I shall do with you?" She started to pull something out of her pocket, as if reaching for a weapon, "Kill you? Or perhaps something much worse..."
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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..."
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She grinned and held the 'weapon' up into the light. It was a plain, chocolate chip cookie. "Look what I have? Do you want it? Do you want it?" She was tall enough that she could just hold it just out of her reach, "Well, you have to give me the key for that! Let the Duchess free or else..." She mimed a motion of crushing the cookie beneath her feet.
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"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.
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"NOOOOO!" Davendrall screamed, running over to Anne, reaching up and tryingto grab the cookie "not the cookies! Anything but the cookies! Ill give you the key" Davendrall pulled out the key "just please give me the cookie" she begged
 
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"Is it that obvious?"
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-Several days later-
  
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..."
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Davendrall tossed and turned in her sleep, dripping with sweat. Nightmares of last week overwhelmed her
  
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?
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Davendrall gave Annelise the key, and in return got her beloved, delicious cookie. She squealed with delight as she ran over to the corner. She looked at it lovingly and grinned, closing her eyes to embrace the glory that is cookie. And she bit. Wait...that wasn't cookie...that's air! Where's my cookie?!?!?! Davendrall turned around to see in horror, Madog had awoke, and, and, and he had her cookie! Davendrall screamed in anger, and Madog just looked at her. Then ran. Grabbing the giant carrot on his way out
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She chased him through the Brothel and outside, before he saw one of Xaphan's riding squirrels and briskly stole it. It was too fast. She couldn't catch up. Her cookie. Was lost forever
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"Mass poisoning? No...too many people and too many of them powerful, but im sure we can have some fun"
 
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Davendrall screamed, waking up from her nightmare. Her captain and several other men came running in, swords drawn
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"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."
 
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"Are you alright Mistress Davendrall?" Captain Levin asked
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"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.
 
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Davendrall grabbed him, burying her face in his shoulder and began weeping
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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...?
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"He stole my cookie, Captain Lemming" She sobbed. And...and...and...I won't ever get to eat it...my cookie...he stole my cookie"
  
It was then that Anneliese realized something very important:
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"That's okay Mistress Davendrall...we will get you another cookie"
  
"I forgot to pay my troop before I left."
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"But I wanted that cookie!"
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"Well you can't have it, Madog ate it"
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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..."
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"But but but...then we must get our revenge"
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Captain Levin remembered the events of last week well. It was quite a scene. Him and his men were in Barad Lacrinth, enjoying some time to themselves, when suddenly, a giant 7ft hairy man flew past on a giant squirrel, holding a giant carrot...and a cookie. And behind him, he recognized the screaming girl as Davendrall, and the scary judge and that rabbit girl chasing her. He quickly grabbed his troop leader and hid her, before finding a quick way out of the city. They had been on the run ever since
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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.
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"We must move again ma'am or they might find us"
  
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.
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"Yes. I dread to think what that scary leather woman judge would do to me if she found me. we shall plot our revenge while on the move"
 
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Latest revision as of 18:58, 9 August 2010

Davendrall kidnaps Anneliese and meets Judge Athena

Roleplay from Athena
"Hello Cassie...no sorry not this visit. I am looking for Anima. I am in need of something rougher then the usual. Have been holding court day in and day out in Hernepoole. It takes a toll on you and I have some frustrations I need to get out. " As she said this she lovingly caressed the worn whip she was holding in her hand.

Cassie stepped back knowing how the judge could be when she was in this type of mood. If she could not find Anima she would take whoever was in sight.

While she continued looking for Anima she kept hearing shuffling coming from the third floor. Her patience was wearing thin meaning she was about ready to grab Kim a veteran of the judge's whims when she spotted a pretty young thing. Athena had never seen her before. She let go of Kim and walked over to the blacked hair beauty. She was tiny. She looked like a strong wind would blow her over. As Athena strolled over to her the girl that had begun shaking. Her smooth dark skin was just aching to be scared by Athena when she heard another odd sound coming from the third floor.

This would never do. She would not be able to enjoy her play with all these sounds. She let go of the dark haired beauty and said, "Don't accept any other customers. I will be back. Go sit in the room and wait."

Athena headed to the stairs that would lead her to the third floor hearing more shuffling as she walked up the stairs.

Once she opened the door she was shocked at what she saw. Where were all the animals? And why were there desks with scribes writing . This was very strange. She went to one of he scribes and demanded to know what was going on. . "Scribe what are you doing here and what is going on? Wait a minute, you are a soldier in Daphne's unit. What are you doing here and not with your unit where you should be?"

"Duchess Athena I am a rabbit and learning to write. Davendrall has been so nice to help us learn to write." Ahhh she knew this new addition to Eston was a trouble maker. Lets see what She is really up to. She dismissed this delusional knight and went on to the secret door.

She was shown the door one day by the former owner. The room afforded the most privacy of the whole brothel. She had used it only once it was an interesting experience which she would like to experience again. But alas the Mistress of the place moved on and they had not yet found another to replace her.

While daydreaming of that special day she moved along the corridor til she entered a room where she saw Davendrall behind a desk. A man in a cage hanging from the ceiling...she thought 'at least they kept one part of the room intact.' She saw a few guards, a man in a suit and a woman in gunny sack. This was interesting.. What the hell is going on!

Roleplay from Anneliese
The creaking of a door made her head turn. From her manner and the way the strange woman dressed, she guessed that, whoever it was, it was someone important. Anne suddenly felt very self-conscious. She was still in that damn bag, and what's more, her hair was all in disarray from being tossed around in said bag.

Still, she a little bit of hope entered her. "You're not hear to eat me, are you? Or put me in a cauldron and tell me it's a bath! I'm not a rabbit! Please tell me you can see that I'm not a rabbit?"

Roleplay from Davendrall
Davandrall stared at the woman that had just walked through the door.

"I am Mistress Davendrall, owner of this Brothel, I presume you are a customer who got lost...would you like me to help you find your way back down"

Realization then struck her.

"Wait...your the Judge...quick Barnabas, hide the drugs, and the alcohol, and Madog."

"Erm...nothing to see here...this is just an innocent meeting of the Eston Gardening Association...and I am just a plant, this here is my good friend carrot" Davendrall said pointing to Anne "We are doing nothing illegal here...wouldn't even dream of it...we are all innocent really..."

Davendrall shifted her eyes innocently, hiding behind Anne

Roleplay from Anneliese
Anne moved out of the way, and tried to point at Davendrall through the bag, "She's evil! This drunkard is trying to make me her pet! And she thinks I'm a rabbit! Can't you see that I'm not a rabbit?! Please tell me you can see that I'm not a rabbit?!" She looked a little desperate.

"And she IS doing illegal things here! Lots of them! Smuggling drugs and that hallucinogenic wine and, and..." She paused, "And she's trying to get me involved, too! She made me sign this contract and threatened to put me in with that thing up there," Since she couldn't point, she looked up at the cage hanging from the ceiling. "if I didn't, and so I had to sign and please, please tell me that's not valid. You're a judge, right? It's not valid, right?"

She then went on to give a long account of events leading up to this. She was talking too fast, however, so it was a bit difficult to understand.

Roleplay from Madog
Madog sat in the cage above the people below, one was talking worryingly fast, infact, if you looked closely there was smoke coming from her mouth. Well this is as good a time as any Madog thought, now would be a perfect time to escape.

Shame the door was locked.

Roleplay from Athena
Athena looked at this scene a mixture of amusement and disbelief. She put on her Judge face and began to look about. One of the guards was shuffling around things in an attempt to hide something.

Before she had time to say a word Davendrall and the woman in the bag began talking all at once. She could understand some of what they were saying something about not doing anything illegal, trying to make someone their pet, not being a rabbit. Finally Athena had enough she yelled. "SHUT UP ALL OF YOU AND YOU WITH THE BOX PUT IT DOWN AND STEP BACK. " She then took a deep breath and began to speak in a calmer tone as she began to walk towards the group. "Some of you may not know me. I am the Judge here in Eston and it seems I have stumbled upon a group of activities that seems suspicious." She took the woman in the gunny sack's hand and helped her step out. "This is not how you treat a lady. I would think you would know that yourself Davendrall being as well. My lady what is your name and yes I can see that you are a person and not a rabbit. " 'With all that leather she must be a warrior.....mnnn how I would love to tame a warrior.' Now tell me my dear what has occurred on this day, After a long explanation Athena turned to Davendrall and asked, "Why are doing this? And don't think that your feeble attempt to hide the drugs and wine worked. You may not know but leprechaun wine is legal within the brothels of Eston. Some customers like the feel of the side effects of the wine during their services I however do not. But they are not allowed to be used outside of a brothel. From what this woman. not rabbit, has said you have been. doing just that What do you have to say for yourself?"

Roleplay from Anneliese
Childishly, when she was sure the judge wasn't looking, she stuck her tongue out at Davendrall. Hahaha! You're in trouble now!

Then, very quickly, she turned her expression into a neutral one.

Roleplay from Davendrall
"Watch out she has a whip!" Barnabas shouted at her

"Oh no! A leather whip! A leather woman called Athena Leather with a leather whip made of leathery leatherness!" Davendrall held up her hands

"Please don't hurt me...I'm innocent really...honest." Davendrall lowered her head, rotating her foot nervously and bit her lip, like a naughty school girl being told off by her teacher

"But...but...but she's a rabbit...I like rabbits...I just wanted her company!" Davendrall looked innocently up at both of them

Then Davendrall had an idea

"Hey...your a woman...you're what...45? Not a bad age...I could use someone like you here...ever thought of working in a brothel?"

Roleplay from Anneliese
She could barely hide her pleasure at seeing Davendrall in trouble. She hid her snickering behind a hand, and then tried to make it look like she was coughing.

"Uhm... sorry. Allergies."

After a moment, Anne turned to the judge, "Did I mention that, earlier, she has taken my pants and put me in a cage? Twice? And that when I wouldn't behave as she liked, she gave nearly gave me to the royal tent to be cooked and eaten?" A pause. "Not only that, but she's encouraged other people to view me as a rabbit, too, which has lead to a situation where a knight tried to trick me into a cauldron so I could be cooked."

"And I'm sure if she was really sorry, she'd not be proclaiming that she is innocent right now. She clearly hasn't learned her lesson - once you are gone and I am left alone with her, she will start doing that again. Perhaps you should do something to make sure she doesn't forget." This time, she could not hide a grin, "Just a suggestion."

Roleplay from Davendrall
"Now your just TRYING to get me into trouble!

Banana Bus...release...the Madog!"

Barnabas, Yuma and Nibal all gasped. Barnabas covered his eyes, and whimpered, pulling a lever on the wall

"MWHAHAHAHA!" Davendrall laughed as the bottom of Madog's cage flung open, and Madog fell down to Davendrall's feet, promptly being knocked out by the fall

"Oh...well that didn't exactly go to plan...time for plan B"

Davendrall stepped over Madog. She put on her best, incredibly cute face and began crying

"It's not my fault, im just a little 19 year old girl, kicked out of my home by lots of scary people, being forced to fight in battles...and...and...and all alone...no one ever likes me you see...but...but...but...I know your not a rabbit Anne" Davendrall said walking slowly over to her, still crying

"I just...wanted attention, and comfort...and...and...your company"

Davendrall leaned on Anne's shoulder, hugging her, still crying

"Im just so lonely"

Then after a second Davendrall quickly pulled down Anne's trousers

"DEBAGGED!" She shouted running behind her desk for protection, giggling at Anne's underwear and grinning wildly

Roleplay from Anneliese
Blushing furiously, Anne pulled up her pants. "YAAAARGH! YOU DARE OFFEND MY DIGNITY LIKE THIS!"

She climbed over the desk and pounced on Davendrall. Items were knocked off the desk and off the walls as the two fought. Though it was not readily apparent who was winning, loud banging noises could be heard, as well as strings of profanity and yelling.

Roleplay from Athena
Athena could not believe what she was hearing let alone seeing. "Apparently your name is Annie. I believe what you are saying. You do not need to tell me anymore. Clearly this woman is deranged possibly criminally. You do not need to worry about anything now my dear."

Athena had been just amused by this situation, Though she never showed it but when she heard the offer to work in the brothel that changed everything.

THIS WOMAN DARING TO ASK A DUCHESS OF ESTON, DUCHESS OF BARAD LACIRITH, JUDGE OF ESTON TO WORK IN A BROTHEL!!!! HOW DARE SHE.

While Athena was in her own little world becoming more and more outraged, red with anger, shaking, steam pouring out of her ears, blind with anger. She saw Annie climbing over the desk and begin fighting with Davendrall. This was the last straw. She took out her whip and cracked it above their heads. That made them stop.

"THAT IS ONLY A WARNING! Stay where you are or the next strike will not be a warning, And believe me you do not want to test me. This is why I came here. Though I really wanted release as well if you know what I mean. " She said evilly.

Roleplay from Davendrall
"AHAHAHAHHA! Dignity, lovely petty boring old dignity!" Davendrall laughed while being attacked by Anne. She blocked continually not fighting back as she was too busy giggling. She was forced back by Anne's fighting and fell onto the floor, and rolled over laughing

The Duchess' reaction only increased her laughing "Wow, scary woman is being scary" She laughed more, while still being attacked. She blocked once more before digging her teeth deep and hard into Anne's leg

Roleplay from Anneliese
The whip caught her attention, and she immediately stopped attacking. She looked up, "I... er. She started it! She pulled my pants down and..." From the look on the judge's face, it didn't look like a good time to give excuses. She grinned nervously. "Uhm, er, nevermind. I'm sorry, I jus- OW!" She yelped, and turned toward Davendrall, "You little-" Out of reflex, she tried to kick her while pulling her leg away.
Roleplay from Davendrall
Davendrall responded immediately, grabbing Anne's leg and kicking the back of it so she fell to the floor right next to her, they were both hidden from the Judge's view behind the desk

"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Davendrall grinned wildly

Roleplay from Athena
What was this? Was this woman laughing at her. Fine she must like pain. I will accommodate her.

She lifted up her hand posed to strike when she saw Davendrall sick her teeth into Annie. This called for a more hands on approach. She moved so quickly that people were surprised when she was practically on top of Davendrall pulling her hair up and squeezing her nose to make Davendrall open her mouth to let go of Annie's leg. Once that was accomplished Athena took out her knife and held it to Davendrall's neck. "Annie slip out from underneath her and stand over there in the corner you are not totally innocent in this situation. Davendrall don't move unless you like the site of blood, your own.

Roleplay from Anneliese
"Yes Ma'am." She said quickly, eyeing the knife.

She slipped out from under Davendrall, and trudged off to stand in a corner like a naughty child.

Roleplay from Davendrall
Davendrall laughed brutally looking down at the knife

"Oh yes!" Davendrall shouted eagerly "As much as I like the sight of my own blood, id prefer it if you didn't kill me. This is all too much fun!"

Roleplay from Athena
Athena thought 'Finally some order has been restored to this situation.' Annie went to the corner like a good little girl. While Davendrall became sane for the first time since Athena had met her. Usually the threat of death will do that to a person. Athena didn't know if she should let Davendrall up or not.

"Annie, come over here and get the shackles out of my bag."

While Annie did as she was told. Athena grabbed one of Davendrall's arms and brought it around her back. Athena held that arm with her leg while she grabbed the other arm and did the same. Once Athena had both arms behind Davendrall's back Athena took the knife away from Davendrall's neck and slipped it back between her breasts.

Roleplay from Davendrall
Davendrall looked up at the Judge and burst out laughing

"You really...really think that that will work? Your in MY brothel, in MY secret room, with three of MY best trained men, and you entered through a secret door...you really really think thats going to work?

Nibbles now!" She shouted at her scout, who promptly pushed a button on the wall, and a giant carrots came swinging down from no where knocking the judge in the head, pushing her into a giant rabbit hutch, and the hutch door locked tightly behind her, securing the judge in the straw filled hutch with nothing but a water bowl and some carrots.

Davendrall drew her dagger and walked over to Anne

"Hey! Your rabbit ears have gone! What did you do with them? Oh no...oh...no no no no...the alcohol...its...its wearing off...this...is a strange feeling...what do you people call it...im...im sober...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Roleplay from Anneliese
Something inside her snapped. She could hardly work up the give-a-damn at being treated like a rabbit - she was used to that sort of thing by now - but the Duchess? No, no, that wasn't right at all.

"You're sober?! Aw, poor baby!" She grinned wickedly, "We shall just have to do something about that!" She picked up a wine bottle from the desk, and smashed it against the wall. She picked up another wine bottle, and threw it towards the scout.

"Mad rabbit! Mad rabbit!" The scout ducked, and ran.

Like an oversized cat attracted by a piece of string, movement only made Anne more interested. She ran after the scout. "Come back here! Don't worry! I won't hurt you! I just want your bloooood!"

The scout screamed, and ran out of the room, likely not to return for a while.

She heard footsteps behind her, whirled around to face Barnabas, edging toward her, holding a sack in a distinctly threatening manner.

Now, this was a more difficult fellow to face, he had been the captain of Davendrall's troop, although Anne wasn't aware of that, she knew that he would likely not be dissuaded by combat because she had already waved a sword in his face once and it hadn't worked.

But she knew a solution for that.

Quick as she could, she snatched the bag out of his hand, placed it over his head and tied it tightly. "Let's see how you like it!" She pushed him out the door. Loud banging sounds could be heard as Barnabas walked into the hallway, knocking cages over and accidentally letting several 'rabbits' free.

That done, she turned to the last of Davendrall's minions, the scribe, Yuma. She had gone pale and was shaking, hidden behind the desk. Anne moved toward her, starting to walk around the desk. It quickly became clear that, whenever she moved, the scribe moved. This went on for quite a while, until finally, Anne simply decided to climb over the desk and reach for the scribe, who immediately took off and ran.

Anne noted, with a certain amount of satisfaction as the scribe left, that she had a conspicuous wet spot on her dress.

She turned toward Davendrall, "Now, Dave, what do you think I shall do with you?" She started to pull something out of her pocket, as if reaching for a weapon, "Kill you? Or perhaps something much worse..."

She grinned and held the 'weapon' up into the light. It was a plain, chocolate chip cookie. "Look what I have? Do you want it? Do you want it?" She was tall enough that she could just hold it just out of her reach, "Well, you have to give me the key for that! Let the Duchess free or else..." She mimed a motion of crushing the cookie beneath her feet.

Roleplay from Davendrall
"NOOOOO!" Davendrall screamed, running over to Anne, reaching up and tryingto grab the cookie "not the cookies! Anything but the cookies! Ill give you the key" Davendrall pulled out the key "just please give me the cookie" she begged
Roleplay from Davendrall

-Several days later-

Davendrall tossed and turned in her sleep, dripping with sweat. Nightmares of last week overwhelmed her

Davendrall gave Annelise the key, and in return got her beloved, delicious cookie. She squealed with delight as she ran over to the corner. She looked at it lovingly and grinned, closing her eyes to embrace the glory that is cookie. And she bit. Wait...that wasn't cookie...that's air! Where's my cookie?!?!?! Davendrall turned around to see in horror, Madog had awoke, and, and, and he had her cookie! Davendrall screamed in anger, and Madog just looked at her. Then ran. Grabbing the giant carrot on his way out

She chased him through the Brothel and outside, before he saw one of Xaphan's riding squirrels and briskly stole it. It was too fast. She couldn't catch up. Her cookie. Was lost forever

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Davendrall screamed, waking up from her nightmare. Her captain and several other men came running in, swords drawn

"Are you alright Mistress Davendrall?" Captain Levin asked

Davendrall grabbed him, burying her face in his shoulder and began weeping

"He stole my cookie, Captain Lemming" She sobbed. And...and...and...I won't ever get to eat it...my cookie...he stole my cookie"

"That's okay Mistress Davendrall...we will get you another cookie"

"But I wanted that cookie!"

"Well you can't have it, Madog ate it"

"But but but...then we must get our revenge"

Captain Levin remembered the events of last week well. It was quite a scene. Him and his men were in Barad Lacrinth, enjoying some time to themselves, when suddenly, a giant 7ft hairy man flew past on a giant squirrel, holding a giant carrot...and a cookie. And behind him, he recognized the screaming girl as Davendrall, and the scary judge and that rabbit girl chasing her. He quickly grabbed his troop leader and hid her, before finding a quick way out of the city. They had been on the run ever since

"We must move again ma'am or they might find us"

"Yes. I dread to think what that scary leather woman judge would do to me if she found me. we shall plot our revenge while on the move"