The Slosh House

Looking up from its empty bowl, the small hungry one, licks its lipless mouth. Its eyes shift toward the fey bard and blinks only once. "Mmmz...Me likes Eowenz. She nice..." Releasing the grip on the empty bowl, Ribberz eagerly awaits the promised refill.

The empty bowl slides across the table, seemingly of its own accord and perches near the open edge for the bar matron's easy removal.

The red-eyed female smirks at this and turns toward the empty spot on the booth's bench at her left, before greeting their companion fresh off her first set of the evening. "Well done as always, E, my dear." She glances across the table to the broad head and wide eyes peeking up over the edge. "Our talented E does seem to have a soft spot for you, Ribz..."

* Before long the Elder Matron returns with another round of drinks and two bowls of stew which she leaves and retrieves the empties*
Here you go schweeties ill be back if you need more
* As she departs Eowen chuckles and eases one bowl forward*
Is someone still hungry i think??

Leaning slightly forward and pressing its fingers to the edge of tabletop again, Ribberz cuts those large bulgy eyes up to the pale figure at its side. Thinking better of its initial thought of action, it instead extends a spindly arm and fingers to the offered bowl and pulls it close. "Yesz. Thankz, Eowenz." Sticking the tip of its tongue out through the large lipless mouth at Gloom, it then tips the bowl slightly toward that large mouth and slurps some of the liquid off the stew.

Taking a sip of ale, the slender hooded figure speaks. "Noticed a new posting on the bulletin board on the way. Someones calling themselves the Keepers of the Veil are looking for assistance in discovering who or what is responsible for missing items from the supplies."


Eyes widening even more impossibly, mouth stopping in mid-slurp, Ribberz glances to Eowen, Gloom, and Star shaking its head repeatedly. "Notz me. Ribberz not do itz."

Star chuckles darkly. "Perhaps we should look into this. Who better to discover the culprits. I dare say there are none within Quartercrest more capable of stealthily bringing those responsible to light. Am I right? It would also give us reason to get better acquainted with the various locations within this ancient keep."

* A slight smile plays across Eowen's face *
Hmmm a most excellent idea snooping around this old creepy place would definitely be worth it

* Emboldened by drink Eown hops onto the edge of the table and starts to play then bursts into song in a mocking melody*

In Calindor, under the high king's call,

A groom of fate, through the Lilac Veil we crawl.

With a mage's urging and promises grand,

Off we went, to this strange, unknown land.



Oh, the wisdom in our eyes, so keen and bright,

Like beacons of intellect, burning so light.

But when the portal spit us out, here in the West,

We realized our brains had taken a rest.



Quatercrest Keep, you say? More like a haunted hall,

Where ghosts of laughter and merriment now wallow.

We traded the safety of home for this mad quest,

You'd think we were born with our heads in a nest!



But here we stand, in this old, creaky keep,

Facing monsters and dangers, with hearts that beat deep.

So pour us a drink, laugh at our plight,

And here's to the fools who dare to take flight!"

Star pounds are fist on the table as Eowen's tune concludes. "Huzzah!"

She glances across the table to the pale hooded Gloom. "Make haste to the notice board my shadowy willow and make our mark for this discovery exploit."


With a nod, the slender form slides out of the booth. "Consider it done, Mistress Star." She acknowledges and agility traverses the taproom and it occupants; disappearing through the Slosh House's front doors.

Reaching into the hidden recesses of her cloak, Star pulls out a small pouch. Untying it, she pours the contents out on the table in front of her: Five cubic-ally shaped trinket of bone.

* A slow smile appears over Eowen's face *
Hmmm knuckle bones oh yes this night just got a lot more fun
* She rolls half slides off the edge of the table proping herself up in the seat *

Star grins and waves down the grey-haired server. "Another round. please." She tosses back the last dregs of her ale and pounds the drinking vessel onto the table. "Knucklebones indeed."

She snatches up the bits of slightly yellowing bone in one fist, quickly shakes them up in her grasp, and throws them onto the table top between them. "16..not bad as a warm up."


As Alice arrives with most drinks, Gloom reappears and slides into the seat of the booth. "Move over, Ribbz. Make some room. Looks like the bones are out now. I need room to throw."


The small toady whips its tongue out and swipes one of the fresh drinks off the table and scurries into the seat deeper to slurp the ale.

* Eowen giggles as she reaches out and gets her drink *
Somebody is thisty tonight too
* Eowen takes up the dice cup.and finishes her rolls*
Ugh I need to do better than 19

"Slurp! Slurp!" Nodding with large eyes rarely blinking.


Gloom scoops up the bones, takes a sip of her drink, and throws...

"My turn. I'll keep the 5 and re-roll" She announces, as the bones drop. "Ha! 5 and 6, 6, and 5...20. I'll re-roll the 3." The last bone comes to a stop on the tabletop. "Hahahaha! 25!"

Ribberz slides the dice into both hands and shakes them up. One flies out of its grasp and twirls on the table while the others hit the surface. Ribberz shakes its head and re-rolls four. It let's out a loud sigh and re-rolls the four again. Ribberz leans back against the booth and grabs up its ale again.

"20! Ribbz, you got 20 points this round." Star acknowledges.

* As the game continues and she waits her turn Eowen picks up her lute and plays a soft melody*

Picking up the bones, Star's brow furrows with concentration, as she makes her throw. She quickly counts the pips showing, tosses a single die again and calls out her total to the others at the booth. "Twenty and one. Well, looks like Gloom is ahead after the first round." She gently pushes the bones towards Eowen. "When you're ready..."

* Eowen sits down her lute and picks up the dice grinning mischievously she rolls and discards her lowest dice and rolls again*
6,6,5,4,2 hehe 23 for me
* She giggles and playfully sticks her small tongue out at Ribberz*

Cupping her chin momentarily in contemplation, Gloom one-fists the bones again and makes her second initial throw. She counts her score and takes a drink, then tosses four of the cubed bones a second time. Setting aside a second die, she rolls the remaining three for her last attempt at points for the round. She sighs. "14. Just 14..."

Ribberz snickers and double-grips the bones once more. It manages to hold all of them this time and drops them onto the tabletop with a clatter. Ribbz eyes go wider and its returns the gesture to Eowen; though the tongue exposed is considerably longer.

"Well..shit. Lucky bastard! Ribbz, you got twenty-five this round." Star proclaims. She grabs up the bones herself and throws. A roll and re-roll gives her and incredible score of 28. "There. Beat that..."

* Eowen takes a drink and wipes her lips with the back of her hand * Aww I'm proud of you Ribberz them was some good rolls
* Eowen picks up the dice suddenly hiccups and rolls *
Opps I guess ill keep both them fours
* She rolls again *
Ohhh 5,5,6, and 4,4 looks like 24 for me

Making her rolls for the third round, Gloom is rather silent and disappointed with her three attempts at points. "15..." She pushes the bones over in front of Ribberz.


The diminutive toady excitedly rakes the five dice into his hands and tosses them nearly off the table on the other side. Two more wild throws and he hops up and down on the bench seat.

"Twenty-four?! Ribbz you got another twenty-fours point!" Star gives a crooked smile and makes her next throw. "I'll hold at one toss this round. Twenty-two for me." She takes a drink of ale and pushes the bones back to Eowen.

* Eowen now tipsy giggles as she scoops up the dice*
Ok now lets see
* She makes her rolls and frowns burps softly then passes the dice back *
Aww only 21
Here yo gooo

Gloom gives Eowen a grin accepts the bones. She throws them and exclaims, "Ha! More like it! 27!" She hands the dice to Ribberz.


Holding the bones two-handed up to its head, Ribberz appears to be silently praying. To who or what, only the toady knows. Working the throws, it uses all three chances and hops in the seat once.

"27 for Gloomy. 27 for Ribbz..." Star makes her throw once...then twice. "I have twenty-four for this round. Last round everyone." She hands Eowen the bones. "How you holding up there shorty?"