Discussion in 'Enchanted Woods' started by Reece56364, Jun 20, 2010.
*Wakes up in the bathroom.*
Urgh, my head hurts!
Reece? Magus? 'You there?
*Runs into the bathroom*
Oh, no wonder i missed you... The bathtub has a cloak...
*Looks at druid*
Actually, nevermind, moment of boredom.
*Helps out of the bath*
Where are the others? I cant even remember last night
*walks through the realms and ends up in the house*
Hmm... many things have happened in the realms of reality since last I was here...
Ah, greetings, Reece! *bows deeply*
*Looks at druid and Magus*
So, anyone care to fill me in?
*looks at sky*
"Last night?" heh More like last year.
*walks around the house picking up belongings*
That was one hell of a party.
It was, was it not.
*flicks a palm outward, and the mess cleans itself up a bit*
hope you don't mind.
I must have drank too many dwarven stouts... Where are the girls?
*Looks at magus* no, by all means
*helps magus clean*
I sent them off this morning, they wanted to get started on The Walk early.
*creates a bottle of shimmering hurts-to-look-at-and-think-about liquid*
So.... I guess no one else wanted any more godsbane after the party? xD *mutter*shouldn't have given everyone a full glass...*mutter*
Oh, okay, well we can tidy up here then get going.
*looks at magus*
No. Just, no.
*puts the liquid away*
I seem to recall that you did not have any godsbane my lady.
*saunters ever so nonchalantly over to said bottle*
It's just a name. Not, of course, that it wouldn't knock minor gods out in a drop. But it's only a little stronger than concentrated Ambrosia, and wouldn't really affect, say, Seraphim.
*looks at the bottle*
Though with all the reality warping going around lately, it might've been called something different in a different continuity. Care for a sip?
Smells awfully like The Black Brew. I'd love a gulp actually. *looks sheepish*
If you wish. A gulp might be... well, I'll just give you the bottle. The vapors themselves usually knock out the strongest warriors of any mortal race.
*gives druid the bottle*
*a single drop knocks out the olympian and norse gods, two drops knock out dragons and the beings the dragons worship, three causes reality itself to become drunk*
*sees world spinning*
Well, you almost got me there, but I'm just a bit better.
*a few gulps get the Druid reeling*
I've needed a strong drink for a while. (fixed for legibility heh, too drunk to talk well)
Strong, eh? They don't call it godsbane for no reason.
That might be why I took a gulp or two, or five (three sir!) three.
*reels some more*
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