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« on: October 29, 2011, 06:53:51 pm »

Looking shaken... yet strangely not stirred.

The black and red chaos star above his left eye stands in sharp contrast against the dried blue woad patterns etching their way across the rest of his fearsome visage.

The Barbarian spots Cassette and makes his way briefly over to her... bends over to whisper something in her ear then continues into the kitchen.

He returns with a plate of very rare meat and a mug full of ale.

Seamus sits at his table... considers his food and drink for a moment... then faceplants into the table.  After 30 seconds pass... he sits back up and starts on his meal.  Those watching see the big man mumbling to himself every now and again.
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The Seamus formally known as Brigand
"It's called a kilt.  MEN wear them.  Please try not to skirt the issue."
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« Reply #1 on: November 03, 2011, 12:19:24 pm »

The butterfly elf flutters around the table a few times a bit frantically. "Seamus, Seamus, Seamus!" She takes a seat on the opposite side of the table, in front of him, and scrunches up her face at the redness left on his face from his faceplant earlier. "... What happened to your face?" She She said pointing, before  getting back on track. ""We have a serious problem!" She notices the black and red chaos star above his left eye. "When did you get that?" She said pointing again, then shook her head to get back to the issue at hand. "We need to find the others, and get to the grove now." She continued, her antennae twitching nervously.
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« Reply #2 on: November 03, 2011, 06:10:08 pm »

Amethyst is close enough when she sits to hear the end of Seamus's muttering...

".... ahn'd OOGE bowl's o porri'ge ta boot!"

The barbarian looks over at Amethyst and grins a welcome.

"BAAAAaaaAAAA!"

The big man starts to answer her question but then catches the next snippet of conversation.  His expression sets to that of one who has decided a course of action.

"Narriel wos en here jus a wee bit agoo.  Ah thenk she laft weth Jade.  Ah dinnae knoo whar tha oothers be...boot Ah'll acoompany yew to tha groove now ef'n yer nadin ta goo."

Seamus stands... quickly takes care of the remainder of his food and hoists his massive claymore to his shoulder.  He gestures to the elf.

"Rady when yew are."
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The Seamus formally known as Brigand
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« Reply #3 on: November 03, 2011, 07:56:26 pm »

The elf's antennae sag behind her head a bit, as a look of both confusion and concern makes it's way across her face, at Seamus's random outbursts. "Mm-k... maybe we should have that looked at later." She said, before quickly getting to her feet when he gave the word, that he was ready to leave.  She fluttered in circles around Seamus a couple of times,  as she made her way to the door with him, then bolted in the direction of the grove.
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« Reply #4 on: November 06, 2011, 10:49:50 am »

The Barbarian bolts out following the elf
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