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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 turned to look at the man who had entered, looking at him curiously
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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."
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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.
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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?"
  
She spoke in mid cookie munch.
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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.
  
"Omnom...well...nomyom...thats all a...nom...flashy..." Davendrall finished her cookie and beckoned over Barnabas who still had the crate of wine
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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.
  
"Charion, Anne, would you like some Leprechaun Wine, this is my finist personally stock. Im sure you'll find it most pleasing Charion." Davendrall grinned
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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!
 
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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.
Anne stopped her whispering as Sir Charion appeared. She blinked at his appearance, then stared. Her eyebrow started to arch upward. Before she could stop herself, she said: "I'm a woman, and even I don't wear that much jewelry." What she didn't mention was that she never wore jewelry at all, despite her gender, so the comparison was not quite as valid as it seemed. "How could you possibly train in all that?"
 
  
The mention of Leprechaun wine made her forget the subject. She looked tempted, but declined: "No, I think I shall instead have the amusement of watching you two get drunk... though, I'm sure you're already drunk, Dave."
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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;" |Davandrall stared at the woman that had just walked through the door.
Davendrall grinned at Anne "Dear Anne, you know me well, but are you sure? Not even a small glass?" Davendrall turned back to Charion and leaned towards Anne to whisper:
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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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Realization then strook her.
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"Wait...your the Judge...quick Barnabas, hide the drugs, and the alcohol, and Madog
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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..."
  
<i>"You're right...do you reckon he's showing off?"</i>
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Davendrall shifted her eyes innocently, hiding behind Anne
 
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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.
From all her private drinking, Anne had started to build a tolerance to the hallucinogenic effects, and thus was not as susceptible to it as she had first been. However, she did not want to test it now. "Perhaps later..."
 
  
After a pause, she leaned over and whispered back, "I can't think of any other reason to wear jewelry, unless it has some personal significance. Still, I don't imagine he'd be wearing it while training. Which means he must have been doing something else in all that time."
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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?"
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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;" | Charion blinked for a while confused with Anne's question, he wasn't wearing much jewelry, just the old relics of the family left by his ancestors to him. The question seemed strange, he wondered if her family didn't leave any trinkets to her, or if she just didn't like using them for some bizarre reason but he was distracted by Davendrall and smiled brightly once more.
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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.
  
"Certainly my lady, I'd love to try some of your wine, I already bought some but didnt get the chance to check it yet."
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Shame the door was locked.
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He then looked to his jewels again still puzzled, trying to figure out how they could be too many when they were actually half of what he wore sometimes.
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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;" | Childishly, when she was sure the judge wasn't looking, she stuck her tongue out at Davendrall. Hahaha! You're in trouble now!
Anne smiled, amused at his confusion, and decided to answer the unspoken question, "Jewelry screams: 'Kill me and loot my corpse!' to all enemy warriors and soldiers. It's not a good idea to go out like that in a battle. Or even while training, for it may affect your grip on the sword."
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Then, very quickly, she turned her expression into a neutral one.
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"Watch out she has a whip!" Barnabas shouted at her
"People...People...People...we didn't come here to discus when is or isn't the right time to wear jewelry...lets not forget the real reason we came here; To eat loads of cookies and drink lots of wine!"
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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
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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 of my her teacher
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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
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Then Davendrall had an idea
  
Davendrall then poured three glasses of wine, ignoring Annes refusual, and passed them both a glass.
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"Hey...your a woman...you 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;" | 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.
"Soldiers will do some strange things to gain more wealth. For example..." She then goes on to describe, with horrid detail, the process of cutting off fingers to get at rings on corpses. One might think that she hadn't just watched it happen, she'd done it herself. "Of course, that only happens if you get unlucky and die. If you get captured, someone may still attempt to relieve you of your money and jewelry... if it isn't a soldier, it's probably an enemy judge."
 
  
Anne looks disappointed at Davendrall's interruption. "You're no fun, Dave." She carefully sets the glass of wine down, atop a stack of cookies-boxes.
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"Uhm... sorry. Allergies."
  
"Hey, Dave, d'you want to try this new cookie the baker introduced me to?" She gave Davendrall a cookie and grinned, "It's a special, mystery cookie!" She knew herself that the cookie was terrible. The chunks in the cookie that resembled chocolate were actually a very burned, soot-encrusted meat. "You're welcome to try, too, Sir Charion." The prank was intended for Davendrall, but she didn't want him to feel left out.
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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."
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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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"Ooooooh speckle cookie!" Davendrall squealed taking the cookie and smiling. She bit into it, and began munching... "YYYYYuuuck!" She screamed as she spat out the disgusting cookie...all over Anne
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Banana Bus...release...the Madog!"
  
"You tricked me! You tricked me with cookies" She screamed before running over to the corner and began crying a lot "I was trying to be nice...snif...an...an...an civil...but...but...but...you ruined everything! The...the...cookie...you gave me a bad cookie...snif...MY LIFE IS OVER!"
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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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"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
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Anne wiped the bits of cookie off her clothing.
 
  
"You know I was joking, Daveity! If I knew you'd react like that, I wouldn'a done it!" Then, she hugged Davendrall, and gave her a good, normal cookie.
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"Oh...well that didn't exactly go to plan...time for plan B"
  
"Oh, c'mon! Don't cry!" It didn't seem to be working very well. She sighed. She'd probably regret this later, but if she wouldn't quit, it had to be done. She leaned over and whispered something in Davendrall's ear, though the only thing that could be heard to anyone else in the room was: "...please forgive me?"
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Davendrall stepped over Madog. She put on her best, incredibly cute face and began crying
  
In a louder voice, she said, "Besides! We need to show Sir Charion the ropes! So, y'know... he can be a better knight..." She grinned.
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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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"I just...wanted attention, and comfort...and...and...your company"
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Davendrall stopped crying and looked up at Anneliese.
 
  
"Its...a nice cookie? A real one? No nasty stuff?" She sniffled, drying her eyes and taking the cookie.
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Davendrall leaned on Anne's shoulder, hugging her, still crying
  
Davendrall took a cautious nibble. "MMM..."
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"Im just so lonely"
  
Satisfied to gobbled down the rest. "Yay!" She said hugging Anne back.
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Then after a second Davendrall quickly pulled down Anne's trousers
  
"So...how do we show Charion the rope, turning, like Anne, to grin evilly at him.
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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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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | Charion heard Anneliese's tales of the soldiers greed with a expression disgust but kept that in mind for the future. Not exactly the kind of things he liked to hear but ohh well...
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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!"
He then watched the following scene with a expression of amusement and disbelief. They were probably insane but he had seen worse and this was so much fun, he couldn't resist.
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He then smiled as if waiting for them to return and wondered about Davendrall's slightly disturbing grin.
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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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| 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 whispered to Anne.
 
  
"So...how do you want to 'teach the young man the ropes'?"
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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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"Hmm..." Now, that would be difficult. How do they get close enough to him to tie him down without facing a long struggle? She began to whisper, "I say we wait until he's good and drunk... and hallucinating, and then we tie him up. Or I suppose I could 'accidentally' knock him over, and sit on him while you tie his hands." Because of her height, Anneliese probably weighed more than Davendrall did. "Or a little bit of both. We could wait until he's drunk, then knock him over."
 
  
"As for what we do to him afterward - well, I have plenty of ideas for that." She almost began to list them all, but stopped herself. Anne glanced at Charion for a moment, then looked back at Davendrall, grinning.
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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.
  
In her normal voice, she said: "Now, Dame Davendrall, let's get back to drinking - I think I shall have a little bit of your leprechaun wine."
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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;" | Charion couldn't hear them from that distrance but he was pretty sure they were talking about him and the looks on their faces made him look at them suspiciously raising a brow. Still he kept smiling and reached for a cup of Leprechaun Wine bringing it towards his lips and then savouring the delicious taste slowly...he then paused for a moment as if waiting for the effects...and them drunk the full cup in a single fast movement and immediately started filling it up again.
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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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| 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.
Anneliese watched Sir Charion down the wine, trying to hide a smile. "Looks like he's already ahead of us - we don't need to do any convincing to get him to drink!"
 
 
 
It wouldn't be long until he started hallucinating.
 
 
 
She walked out of the corner, and picked up the glass of wine she had placed on the box of cookies earlier. Unlike Charion, she took her time drinking, and when she had set it down again, it was nowhere near empty.
 
 
 
A familiar, pleasant sensation came over her as the hallucinations started. Behind the knight, tiny soldiers riding hawks were picking off squirrels riding tiny horses. Angry, chittering squirrels waved their swords and jumped at the hawks, to no avail.
 
 
 
"So," She said, ignoring the noisy battle occurring behind Charion, "What do you think of the wine?"
 
 
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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
"Mwhahahaha! Thats it! Drink it! Drink it all" Davendrall exclaimed, handing Charion another large bottle of leprechaun wine
 
  
Turning to Anne Davendrall began whispering...
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"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Davendrall grinned wildly
 
 
<i>..."So...how do we convince a man to tie himself up, and what do we do with a drunken tied up man?"</i>
 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" | Charion reached for more of the wine as Davendrall watched and drank all of it without losing any time on futile things like pausing to breathe. After finishing it he smiled and cleaned his lips. He then looked to Anneliese to answer her question and for the first time noticed the effects.
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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.
 
 
To her right there was a male angel with pale white skin, black robes and wings, with the upper half of a human skull over his face. On her left a beautiful female angel, with golden skin, long blue hair, white robes and a silvery carnival mask over her face.
 
 
 
They both stared at Charion as if waiting for him to speak to one or both of them. The dark angel carried a halberd and the other a sword.
 
Charion watched the scene in disbelief and kept trying to tell himself he was hallucinating but before long, hosts of dark angels were clashing with light angels just over the table and he lost all sign of lucidity.
 
  
He charged them both, spilling their blood over the walls (or so he thought), they felt the two figures were pressing him to choose a side. Instead he attacked both and kept fighting until they were all gone. Then he passed out for some hours.
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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.
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |"Yes Ma'am." She said quickly, eyeing the knife.
Anne was just about to answer Dave's whisper, when Charion started attacking something that wasn't there. His attacks were coming dangerous close to both of them. She dragged Davendrall and herself out of the way, back into the cornor.
 
  
"Charion! Charion! It's not real!" She tried to catch his attention, but he seemed too focused on the battle to hear her. After a moment or two, she quit trying and decided to let him tire himself out.
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She slipped out from under Davendrall, and trudged off to stand in a corner like a naughty child.
 
 
After he passed out, she nudged him with her boot. "He solved that problem for us - looks like he'll be out for a while. It shouldn't be too hard to tie him up now."
 
 
 
"As for what we do with him - I suggest we steal all his wine, take all his cookies..." She paused, "...pour honey in his hair and tie him to a tree! What d'you think?" It felt as if she was forgetting something important, however.
 
 
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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Davendrall laughed brutally looking down at the knife
"He must have had some interesting hallucinations. And a great idea Anneliese...although, I think it should be a bit more public. I reckon we strip him and tie him to a post in the main square of Barad Lacirith, in the early morning before anyone is about and cover him in honey, then throw rice over him...then...then steal all his wine...and and cookies...and and" Davendrall grew more and more excited while thinking of lots of different things to do
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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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| 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.
"Some place in Barad Lacirith? That doesn't sound like a bad idea... although, we're a bit far away from there - we're in Saradic now - and by the time we got there, he might wake up." She paused, and glanced down at his still prone form. "We'll have to take his cookies and wine before we leave."
 
  
The mention of leaving him there naked made her grimace. "Let's keep him clothed, or at least keep his underwear on... leaving him naked out there sounds almost too cruel." In actuality, she just didn't want to see the man naked. It was nothing personal; she didn't want to see anyone else naked, either. "Besides, I bet honey in clothing will be very hard to get out."
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"Annie, come over here and get the shackles out of my bag."
  
"And, instead of rice, how about feathers? I've got some from my hawk, although maybe not enough to cover him completely..."
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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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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |Davendrall looked up at the Judge and burst out laughing
"Hmm...you did that to me before" Davendrall glares angrily "But yes...not a bad idea...Banana Bus!"
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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?
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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.
  
Barnabas came running over
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Davendrall drew her dagger and walked over to Anne
  
"Strip this man to his underwear and carry him to Hawthorne town square...thats close enough right? Anne, you get the honey and feathers...I...I will get the cookies and wine" Davendrall grinned really happily
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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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| width="100%" style="text-align: left;" |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.
"I was in a cage! And you were taunting me! If anything, I should be angry at you."
 
  
After a moment, she calmed down. "Hawethorne?" It was a bit too close to her estate for comfort. "I'll need to stop there by there anyway - I don't have enough feathers or honey with me, but I don't like the idea of putting him there. I think I liked your original idea better..." A pause. "If we kept him tied and didn't bring our troops with us, we might be able to get to Barad Lacirith before he wakes up - or at least before he realizes what's happening. If he wakes up we can hit him on the head with something and hope that knocks him out."
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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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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.
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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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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;" |"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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"Ah yes! I have an excellent plan on what to do...but I will need to take my caravan"
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-Several days later-
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Davendrall tossed and turned in her sleep, dripping with sweat. Nightmares of last week overwhelmed her
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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
  
Davendrall gagged the unconscious man and tied his hands and his feet before Barnabas lifted him over his shoulder.
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Davendrall screamed, waking up from her nightmare. Her captain and several other men came running in, swords drawn
  
"Okay, we go to your estate...then...to Barad Lacrith!"
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"Are you alright Mistress Davendrall?" Captain Levin asked
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Davendrall grabbed him, burying her face in his shoulder and began weeping
  
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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"
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Anne told the servants still standing around to move all the boxes of cookies back to the wagon.
 
  
"Don't forget to take his wine and cookies, Dave. He probably doesn't have very much, but that just means he won't miss it."
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"That's okay Mistress Davendrall...we will get you another cookie"
  
She paused, and then decided finish off the glass of wine. At this moment, Davendrall started whispering something to her. After she set the glass down on the floor Anne grinned, "...yes! That's the perfect idea! All's I'll have to do now is get the honey."
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"But I wanted that cookie!"
  
"Now I just need to find that scribe while you get the wine and cookies, and then we can leave." She walked outside, and spotted the scribe standing just outside the door, looking as if she was afraid something horrible might happen to her at any moment. "No one died - there was no fighting, c'mon, we're going back to Hawthorne and then Barad Lacrith!"
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"Well you can't have it, Madog ate it"
  
If anything, the scribe looked even more concerned. "...why?"
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"But but but...then we must get our revenge"
  
"It'll make sense later."
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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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"We must move again ma'am or they might find us"
  
For the next part to the thrilling Adventures of One Drunk and her Rabbit read [[Muninn Newsrag/Adventures_of_one_Drunk_and_her_Rabbit/RP3Ch4|Chapter 4]]
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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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Revision as of 17:08, 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 strook 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 of my 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 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"