The Dancing Fox Inn XIX

[Raistlin1040]

The man looks up and brushes his hair from his eyes, and looks straight at Renn. Renn may notice that his eyes seem to have some sort of Illusion magic on them, as they seem to change color, first blue, then green, then purple, then red, and so on and so forth.

No thank you, I have my own drink. He says, his voice calm and collected, almost nobleman-like.

[Lerky]

ah. A room perhaps?

[Raistlin1040]

The man nods slowly. How much? He reaches into his coat and pulls out a small sack of gold.

[Nevitan]

you know Renn, you'd prbably make more money if you didn't let people bring in there own drinks... so can I get a drink on GwaH's tab?

[Lerky]

(( sorry had to go and help my dad ))

[Doran_Liadon]

Mark comes in.

[Lerky]

Halaster walks in

[Beholder1995]

Just for the heck of it...

Beholder comes in.

He half-sneers at Mark.

[Lerky]

Halaster, cloaked, steps next to Mark

[Doran_Liadon]

Mark glares at Beholder and glances at Halaster.

[Beholder1995]

Beholder sits down casually at the bar.

[Raistlin1040]

The man is still sitting there, waiting for the price for a room.

[Lerky]

just a few gold pieces, I assume you want a single
(( sorry thought you deadtimed ))

[Raistlin1040]

The man nods. Yes, a single will be fine. He opens up his bag and counts out five gold pieces, placing them in a neat stack, before tying up his gold bag and putting it back.

[Doran_Liadon]

Mark sits next to Beholder. ((deadtime for a bit))

[Beholder1995]

Mark sits next to Beholder. ((deadtime for a bit))

[OOC]For when you undeadtime...[/OOC]

Hello, Mark. There is contempt in Beholder's voice.

How are things?

How's Gloria? There's a glimpse of an evil grin in there.

[OOC]Keep in mind- Beholder doesn't know Gloria's not dead.[/OOC]

[Doran_Liadon]

((undeadtime))
Not quite sure, haven't seen her since she was raised.

[Beholder1995]

((undeadtime))
Not quite sure, haven't seen her since she was raised.

Beholder's eye widens.

You mean to say... she's... not... dead?

[Doran_Liadon]

She's as dead as i.

[Beholder1995]

She's as dead as i.

Beholder rises in his chair. His great shadow is thrust over Mark. Fury is in the air, and this is about as intimidating as Beholder can be.

A thirteen year old boy should be reasonably scared.

Elaborate. Beholder's teeth are gritted.

[Raistlin1040]

The man at the table looks over and frowns slightly in distaste.

[Doran_Liadon]

Mark stands as tall as he can though slightly jittery as if he's not sure what he is doing. Want to try again?

[Beholder1995]

Mark stands as tall as he can though slightly jittery as if he's not sure what he is doing. Want to try again?

Beholder ignores him. He takes a single secondary eye and presses it to Mark's forehead.

Who raised her? The fate of my lawyer relies as much on your answer as yours. Tell me. His triangular teeth are gritted together harder than ever.

[ApeofLight]

Foro undeadtimes.

[ThePhantom]

FS walks inside, and orders a root beer.

[Doran_Liadon]

And what makes you think i would want to help you lawyer? he words are jittery as he sounds nervous. He is also sweating.

[Raistlin1040]

The man stands and begins walking over to Mark and Beholder.

[Morty]

Having just left NO headquarters, Dipsnig heads back to DFI in search for something to do.

[Beholder1995]

And what makes you think i would want to help you lawyer? he words are jittery as he sounds nervous. He is also sweating.

He'll be in trouble either way.

I think you should be more concerned about yourself.

He presses the eyestalk harder into Mark's forehead. The pressure should force him down into his chair.

[ThePhantom]

FS gets up and walks closer to Baron Beholder.