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[color=green:3744316595]OOC: this takes place after 'A Ring within the Brambles'[/color]

After deciding to go back to town Maccabeus, Dale and Ashe pass back through the bramble maze and back into the great flowered hall of the Ring of Mists. The carcass of the deer that Wolf has caught is still there partially torn and bloody. Ashe says, "Maccabeus, are you going to bring that meal with you to Threshold along with your wolf friend? I'm certain it will still be good when you return tonight. Has the wolf seen the town yet? I wouldn't want him to frighten the townsfolk. Then again, the locals here seem to understand wolves and accept them. It's the outsiders that concern me. Anyway, it'll be nice to get back to town. My feet are a bit weary and the early Sythus mountain air can still put a chill into me bones. We'll take the back route that we came in so as to keep the ease of the farmers. Dale, no need to swim the river this time...heh!"

[color=green:27332c6f8b]Thanks guys that was fun[/color]

"Not much of a problem Dale."

Keltan hurries over with two of the maids.

"Dale, Keltan and his room maids will help you get to bed. Be sure to drink some water before you go to sleep. Oh, and a cool swim in the river when you wake up will shake your bones out nicely otherwise you'll be stiff as branch come mid-morning. Keltan, be sure he gets some water before bed, okay" Ashe says.

"Whatever you say Ashe. What did he drink to get him like this?" Keltan asks.

"Cider with a triple dizzysap."Ashe responds

"Oh...OH!!! I'll try to make sure he gets a swim in morning. We'll take it from here." Keltan exclaimed

"Thanks again Keltan. I appreciate it. Now, Maccabeus I'll show you my house."

"Hey Assshe... I live upshtairs.   I'd like to go upshtairs.... to go to shleep.
Thanksh for taking me home...   You're a good friend...."

Boy when he's drunk he sure can talk Ashe thinks to himself

They four of them approached the Thornhedge. As had become usual there were people all about on the streets. It was a good thing that Wolf was with them as he caused people to clear what would otherwise be a difficult path to the front door of the Inn.

Upon getting inside Ashe, practically dragging Dale, gets to the check counter and says, "Get Keltan if you would, please"

"Proffesshun?    HA  HA HA."   Dale doubles over and laughs uncontrollably.

"I'm a nobly born shtrreet rat.   My father wass the grand mucky muck in the army of Kazbourne.    I wasss a stain on hiss reputashun.  Soo he killed my mother and then he tried to kill mee.   But I wash always ready for his shtupid cronies.  They can't kill me.  I'm to shmart for 'em..."  Dale awkwardly taps his head to add emphasis to his statement.

"But SHHH don't tell no one.   He'll keep tryin til he kills mee...."

Boy, when he's drunk, he sure can talk. Maccabues mused.

"Hey Dale?" Maccabeus queried. "What happened to you back at home that made you come here? What profession did you hold?"

"Lucky??.... Luck hassh nothing to do with it.   You mussht be prepared...or you'll be dead...The wolf knows what I'm talking about.  Don't ya boy...eat or be eaten..."

"Why not bring him back to the Hunter's Lodge?" Maccabeus suggested mischievously. "Of course, that's all the way back there. Alas."

Maccabeus surveyed the town in the depth of night. "I've never seen so many lights." He remarked. "So many unnatural lights buringing in unison at night." He corrected, and then yawned widely. "Very pretty."

Ashe looks at Maccabeus and says, "If I wasn't such a nice guy I'd leave him right here right now! Ohh I'm gonna get Kym for this. Luckily we're just a short way off from the Inn. A few steps and the drunk can go to sleep."

Looking at Dale Ashe says, "Dale, you're not that lucky for me to see you that way...now get your head about you you dizzy fool!"

"Hey Ashe....   I'm a little uncomfortable with you holding me thiss way...
I didn't realize you were of that sort of persssuassion...I had no idea...
Unfortunately for you you're not my type...  I like my women a little younger and more cute if ya knowwan what I mean.... Say I hope ya don't taken offense... I mean ya aren't bad lookin for an old guy...  I mean a older gentleman.. err ahh I didn't mean old..  Uhh sayy how long to the inn, I could use a seat to take a load off..."

Quote from: wildfire...could you make sure that Wolf is in his sight so he doesn't do anything foolish like run into the forest looking for him?"

Maccabeus looked down and next to him where, obscured from Ashe's view, the large wolf sat and stared back inquisitively. Maccabeus shrugged at Wolf and watched as Ashe assisted Dale on thier way.

Ashe rolls his eyes, "Yep...she has a sense of humor alright. If he were down in town with the nightly festivity he'd fit right in. We've got to get him to the Thornhedge right away and have Keltan put him to bed. Oh, and Maccabeus, could you make sure that Wolf is in his sight so he doesn't do anything foolish like run into the forest looking for him?"

Ashe looks at Dale and says, "Dale, look at me. Wolf is just fine. We're taking you back to the Thornhedge so you can get some sleep. Now, if you don't quiet down I'm going to have to quiet you down. I don't want to do that...but I will."

Ashe puts his arm around Dale's back and under his arm to hold him steady. "Now with me, one foot in front of the other. We'll be going down a hill soon so you'll have to be careful." Even while Dale was drunk he could feel the surprising strenth in Ashe's arms. Even if he wanted to Dale would not have been able to break from Ashe's wooden grip.

As Maccabeus and Ashe discuss their plans for escorting Dale to the Thornhedge, he continues to walk towards Ashe's house.

"Here wolfy.   Commere boy.....  Woooolfyyy....

As Dale voice echoes through Threshold,  a lady from a nearby home defiantly exclaims, "SSSHHHH!!!!  You're gonna wake the entire town you drunken fool..."

"GOOOD   EVENIN MAAAM!!  MY FRIENDS AND I ARE LOOKIN FOR A BIG WOLF....   HIS NAME IS WOLF AND HE'S GONNA DIE IF WE DON'T FIND EM...  UHH?  HAVE YOU SEEN HIMM?  HIS NAME IS WOLFY.   HE'S LOST AN HE'LL GET REAL COLD....

Maccabeus looked questioningly at Ashe. "I'm not used to drunken men." He said. "Any thoughts on how to get him to where he belongs?"