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by waysoftheearth » Wed Mar 02, 2011 10:39 am
waysoftheearth wrote:
Gustave awakes. With difficulty.
He has a grotesque headache, which he surely could not deserve, and he is lying sprawled amid a tumble of ancient, broken furniture in a squalid little barn of some description.
He struggles painfully to right himself, as he fishes through bleary memories of a night of wine, revelry and good companionship... wasn't that old coot Copernicus here? Wasn't there a cosy hut with a roaring fire and an ample keg of wine?
There is no sign of any of that. Just a cold, dingy little barn, scarcely big enough to stand in, with a leaky roof and a muddy floor.
Gustave absently searches about his person as he stands painfully, and suddenly realises that he is bereft of his coin purse! And of his cigar case!
By the Foul Hole! He must have been drugged, robbed and dumped in an outhouse! He hopes that no ill has befallen old Copernicus...
[f=32]
Golgildir the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak,
lantern; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges;
torch[/f]