Day 2 - Dagger Throwing

April 24th 2007

(Just before this there was an attack in the south end of the park a Shambling Mound was found and destroyed)

A jolly looking man stands over at the gallows the stage of and looks towards the crowd thats gathered in the park "OH MY! Wasn't that a sight to see, A round of applause for the brave brave adventurers" he says and claps loudly, the crowd that's gathered following suit as a loud applause is heard throughout the park "What say ye good citizens, shall we still have our wonderful event that's been planned for this evening or was that entertaining enough??" he shouts out to the crowd.

Demetria looks at Meredin, "its a Pile of Worm Shit.." she states to the Elf. Pulling her daggers from its hide she sighs and moves to start tossing stuff back out to the group clearing from the body.

ShadowHawk follows along after the Halfling woman picking up the sticks and bits of shrubbery letting out a quiet "nee" with each piece he picks up making sure he gets everything that falls off.

Shakti slings her bow back into place, the grim look subsiding into one that might seem out of place: abject disappointment in herself. She fusses with hersash, forehead creasing with irritation, and doesn't look up when the shout goes out to the crowd. It's only after a moment or two that she sees what Demetria's up to and, leaving the halfling woman to her work, the Berezani looks on with only the faintest amount of interest.

Theodone looks towards the dead creature as it's dragged towards the bushes and holds his longbow in a relaxed sort of way now. He makes a note of the creature and takes in the knowledge of how it was defeated, for future reference.

Iymbryl walks up to and peers down at the 'remains' of the creature.. wondering how it got so close to civilization without being noticed.. but then.. it IS a pile of leaves/

Demetria dusts off her hands and points to the bush. "Alright everyone listen up." She states and continues when she has their attention, "The following people will -never- know this happened. Tenian and Ellis." she states. "Reason being...They Fart...and this city is a mushroom cloud."

Meredin pouts at Demetria. "Hey, I said I wanted to see what it was!" Now the elf is rather unhappy to say the least. When the man up on the gallows calls about whether to have the entertainment she yells, "You better!"

Shakti intones only, "Indeed, sai." to Demetria with a somber nod. Not that she'd want to tell anyone about this latest failure, or so the look on her face suggests. Her gaze drifts, a hand going to check her quiver strap while she looks about.

Siriel puts her hand up "If I was to venture a guess I think that's what they call a Shambler or Shambling mound" she then shrugs "I think, but I might be mistaken"

Iymbryl shrugs, hefting his staff once more. "Its gone now, thanks in part to all. How about we go enjoy the revelry, being that is... I imagine... what most of us came to do." He says, leaning the tip of his staff in the direction of the booths and enternainment.

Demetria moves to pull out a few daggers before..juggling them. That is right. The halfling tumblefoot apparently can't out live her family name and with a performance that would bitting a halfling she starts to speak while watching the daggers. "Aye. A shambler. and you can look at it in the brush there Meredin.

Just remember what I told you Tenian and Ellis need not know about what they need not know about.." Of course, through the midst of people, and the masses, The halfling doesn't see all that enter.

ShadowHawk looks to Siriel then starts searching around the remains with a thoughtful look, "Yes Siriel it was a Shambling Mound I remember learning about them a few years back, they're quite resistant to fire if I remember correctly" He then sports a large grin "I hope no one tried burning it!"

Iymbryl blushes slightly, upon hearing that.

Ellis comes walking into the park at a casual pace, his staff held easily in his left hand and his hood pulled up to partly conceal his face. This way most who do not know him, would not recognize him right off. He is fortunate enough to be able to hear this statement from the juggling Demetria, and smiles just a bit at this. Saying nothing just yet he takes a more direct approach to demetria now, moving to approach from the opposite direction from where she has been looking and addressing.

Theodone looks towards the crowd around the place and nods at the others knowledge of the Shambling Mound. Then he nears Siriel and smiles slightly as he looks at her for injuries. " Are you alright?" though his eyes do look at her with concern.

Meredin doesn't notice that Ellis is around, yet, which is probably good since she'd quickly blow his attempt at stealth by launching towards him like a missile. "So why aren't we supposed to tell them?"

Shakti just nods once to Demetria, then turns, glancing at ... whatever was flung to the ground earlier before she starts to move on. It's only then that she realizes that she's still hurt and her fingers absently go to her side to examine the injuries there.

Heather comes back as some strange reason she was pulled away "who is hurt and want my healing?"

Siriel waves at Heather "Think you can help me out hon, that thing whacked me pretty hard"

Demetria continues her juggling before catching the last of her daggers from the air and bows. "Because I will spend an hour twirling in the air and sick to my stomach." she remarks.

Ellis clears his throat from the edge of the area that Demetria is just finishing her Throwing and juggling act "Perhaps you would like to... rethink, what you seem to think I do, or do not, need to know about Demetria. Dont you think that would be a good idea?"

Meredin, meanwhile, just blinks before blurting out, "Are you pregnant again?" to Deme.

Iymbryl pauses, about to ask Meredin something, then stops himself hearing the unusual question.

Demetria blinks and swallows lightly before turning to look at Ellis she is about to say something and then snaps her head at Meredin, "NO." she answers firmly, "not for the lack of trying." she states and turns to look at Ellis, "Are you telling me you wouldn't send me spinning up in the air if I told you a large heap of compost shambled into the garden and took no less then at least five people to bring it down." she pauses. "and one tried to burn it." She doesn't wait for an answer before a twinkle comes to her eyes. "Its not like it was a white dragon.."

Heather nods and checks out the wounds says a little prayer that heals her up fully "Any one else hurt?"

ShadowHawk looks from Demitria to Meredin to the strange man that just walked up, after the comment made he shuts his mouth and goes to look at flowers.

Siriel seems to look around a bit embarrassed by the crowd that had been clapping, the look on her face looks as tho she's unsure she wants to be in the park any longer. She appears to be having a little inner conflict.

Iymbryl shakes his head, and instead walks away, into the fair area.. confused at the apparent history the random group of people seems to have.

Ellis looks over at the others and considers his response for a long moment "Among you, who assisted in fighting this Shambler?" he asks this openly in a clear and readily audible voice. Then more quitely he offers to demetria "Careful, there isnt a roof here, You might end up quite high up before I stopped spinning you around."

Meredin perks up. "Ellis!" The elf suddenly launches at him like a ballistic missile. Incoming!

Shakti is in the midst of fishing a vial of some potion or another out of a pouch at her hip when she hears the man speak. Her eyebrows lift briefly, then fall, her mouth settling into neutrality as she replies, "I did, sai, if you could call it that." Yup, those would be her arrows decorating the ground, rather than the dead shambler.

Siriel turns and looks at Ellis when she hears his question, just in time to watch him get an elf launched at him

Theodone watches as heather heals Siriel from her injuries and then nods towards heather for her help with it. As he glances back towards Siriel he notes the look on Siriels face and raises a brow. " Something wrong?" again his eyes are of concern. he glances towards Ellis and wonders who that is.

Hearing the Man's words ShadowHawk sticks up his hand in the air "Me me, I fought it, I killed it! can I spin in the air too" as he starts running back towards the man.

Demetria steps off to the side allowing the Elf and Ellis to become one if he doesn't stop her and motions to Shakti, Siriel, Iymbryl, Meredin and Heather. "Be nice." she murmurs to the lore master." she states quietly, "Might spread rumors about us." she teases. "Lore Master Keepson." she announces. "The Faire's hero's." she labels them.

Heather walks to from siriel "Ellis you know you got a Merdin growing out of you." said in her normal joking manner.

Siriel looks to Theo and shakes her head "oh no I'm fine, I guess I just didn't realize such a crowd had gathered"

Ellis realizes that he is about to have his decorum severely challenged.. But strangely he doesn't sidestep or anything, instead he braces slightly and chuckles "I suppose you helped to then Meredin?" He looks from person to person and nods "I am Loremaster Ellis keepson, and it is very good to see that there are people who will step up to protect this city and others in need when it is called for, the willingness to act is an important key in growing. Each of you may come to me, when you are ready, and we will have a talk.. Perhaps I can help guide you on your path a little bit. "

Theodone nods and looks around himself and shrugs. " It's a fair, it tends to attract many. If you wish to go some where less crowded, I will go with you, if that is alright. We can even talk about this little incident that we took care of." his words are low and nearly whispered towards Siriel. Though as he stops talking he looks towards Ellis and watches the man, some what curious about the guidance he means.

Meredin hits Ellis after he braces and immediately falls back onto the ground from hitting him. The elf lies there, somewhat dazed, seeing birdies overhead. "Eee.."

"Come One Come All!! Step Up And Test Your Skill!!" bellows the man from the stage, he's holding his hands to his mouth as he hollers "I know I'm not as flamboyant as the Court Jester that was about yesterday, but nonetheless" he lets out a loud laugh "Come On Up To Test Your THROWING ability!! We even provide the daggers!!" he adds the last bit as if it's an incentive. Anyone interested come over to the garden.

Shakti inclines her head toward the Loremaster, then dips into a shallow bow, her ankles crossing in the process. When she straightens, it's to say, "Thank'ee, sai," in a soft voice. There's a slight pause, then glances from the man on the stage to Ellis, then back again as if torn between choosing one or the other. To throw daggers? Or speak with the man? Her mouth twists into an unreadable line.

Ellis winces as Meredin bounces and immediately kneels offering her a hand "I am sorry Mere.. I didnt mean for that to happen..are you all right?" he reaches into his belt pouch, and without thought or fanfare, draws out a wineskin, "here take a drink." He looks up and smiles, as if sensing the thorughts from Shakti and others "I am going to be available in the future.. you do not have to spend time on me right now.. go ahead and just look me up in the mimmisbrunner, or my tower in the future.

Iymbryl pauses for a moment, just about to leave and he turns to look directly at Ellis. He smiles to himself, remembering what The Rose told him earlier. He walks quickly back to Ellis and bows low. "You just said you are the Loremaster.. in charge of the school here?" He says eyeing Ellis's reactions, and completely ignoring everyone around him, except perhaps Meredin, glancing down at her.

Siriel smiles "No I think maybe I'll go over to the garden and enter the contest, maybe I'll do better than I did last night" she giggles and heads that way.

Shakti nods once, curtly, to Ellis with another, "Thank'ee, sai," and introduces herself with, "Call me Shakti if you would." And, with a murmured apology and a promise to find him later, she slips off to see about throwing daggers. Maybe she'll have more luck there.

Theodone nods and smiles then and heads on to the garden as well. "You did say we try all this together, all of them."

Meredin manages to stand up with the offered hand but doesn't take the wineskin. "I got a headache now..," she tells Ellis.

Demetria looks around slowly and smiles gently, She offers a wink to Ellis, "Arvilli is back." she offers. "Going to need a witness here soon." she motions to the daggers. "But.I am called." she announces. "daggers." she winks at ellis.

"Is this everyone?" the jolly looking man hollers out to the crowd "Does not anyone else want in?" he sounds almost disappointed in the crowd for not having more at the garden.

Ellis smiles to Meredin "It is just water Meredin.. I know you don't drink.. and you will feel better. I thought you were going to hug.. not try to run me over.. Although they tend to be very similar. " he smiles then and looks over to Iymbryl "I do teach at the school, and outside of it, but I would not say that I run it.. I am one of those that have influence there though.. "

ShadowHawk looks around at everyone "ooo tonight we get to throw daggers? I hope it will be as fun as last nights funny tasting milk drinking was!"

Shereem enters the park and has a look around. She gives Ellis a wave and follows her sister over to the flower garden to enter the contest as well. She waves ellis over,"C'mon Master Ellis. Shake the cob webs out of those robes."

Iymbryl smiles broadly. "Excellent..I am Iymbryl.. a mage of precious little power.. would I speak to you about getting into said school? Either that.. or if you know of another way to study the art.. please tell me, I am new here." he says, his jade green eyes twinkling in excitement of this new possibility.

Meredin blinks a little when Ellis tells her what's in the wineskin and takes it from him. The elf opens it up and starts to drink it down rather quickly. Now if only headache medication existed.

"The challengers are ready and getting lined up, men bring the ladies, ladies bring the kids - Come and watch to see who's the deadliest with a dagger!!" The announcer announces "Line up Challengers and get ready!!"

Ellis gives Meredin a light nod and looks over to Iymbyl "Indeed. and what makes you think that you are worth of either a place in the Mimmisbrunner, or any other place of magical education?" he notices Shereem over Iymbryls shoulder and waves "You go ahead and show them up for e Shereem.. You know How I feel about doing things like that."

"And here we see the first throw!!" shouts the announcer. "Bullseye to the masked elf on the end!!!" he yells excitedly!

Iymbryl smiles, "The willingness to do whatever it takes get in, that I may learn spell weaving from those mightier in magic than myself. Which is everyone at this point. Give me what test you will.. I don't care." He says remembering his family and his heritage.

"They're getting ready and they're throwing again!!" He yells seeming way too excited, after all the challengers are back in the lineup in front of the targets.

Meredin finishes the waterskin and rubs her head a little, apparently still having a headache, but apparently not so bad anymore. She notices the contest going on then and pouts a little. "I hope they have something for us magic people."

Ellis gives a smile and keeps one hand on Meredin's shoulder "Are you feeling better Mere?" then to Iymbryl "Very well, I will admit youright now, if you can answer one question for me " he holds out his left hand, palm down "Which finger holds the most power?"

"If my adding is correct it seems we have a tie between the little blue man and the masked elf thus far folks" The jolly announcer frowns a little "Is that young lady having some problems with her daggers??" he asks looking a little concerned at Shereem.

Siriel goes to collect her dagger out of the target and holds the dagger in her hand as she walks back to the lineup.

ShadowHawk jumps up and down "I'm winning, I'm winning!" he glares over at Theo "you're going down bigman" he says with a grin.

Demetria does her second throw and collects before eying the thing. "I demand a better quality." she jokes.

Shakti throws poorly twice -- both times prompting a rather sour look from her -- but the third time seems to be a charm. The woman cracks a faint smile, pleased, and goes to collect her dagger before preparing to throw again.

Shereem nods her head a bit at the question,"Yes I am I'm used to throwing them with my gloves on." she says wryly. She throws her dagger again and retrieves it when the way is clear to do so.

Iymbryl frowns glancing at the hand. "Power does not rest in the hands.. the hands help the mind to shape the magic. The power rests in the mind of the caster, not the hands Sir." He says looking from Ellis's weathered hands to his face, toughly level with his own.

"Oh and the little blue man is out of the lead and it's now the pretty elven lady and the masked elf man" Shouts the Announcer to the crowd.

Theodone throws again and like like throw, he barely gets the target and tilts his head to the side a little. he knows it's not the dagger but himself and flexes his arms and squeezes and releases his fist.

Siriel nods at her throw "not bad for not being used to throwing these, maybe I should pick a couple up from that weapons guy" she says to Theo as she gets back into the lineup.

ShadowHawk winds up and throws his little dagger flies straight and true ... at the ground in front of him. He sticks up his hand "this one is broken can I get a new dagger?"

Ellis looks squarely at Iymbryl, his expression completely neutral, but he addresses Meredin "What do you think.. This one have the ability to survive training?"

Meredin looks to Ellis and asks, "Training for what?" And no, she doesn't seem to be playing cute; the elf was completely distracted from the conversation by the people throwing stuff.

ShadowHawk watches the dagger go wobbling towards the target it hits this time but barely "Really my dagger is broken can I have a new one?"

"Now I'm not that great at the mathematics here people but I think our golden haired little elf lady just took the lead" the announcer shouts to the crowd thats still getting bigger "But we'll have to watch to see who wins!!"

Ellis chuckles "Very well" he nods to Meredin "I agree, he did answer the question correctly." he then addresses Iymbryl again "Come to the Mimmisbruner, I will introduce you to the teachers and get you started.. it is nice to see one pupil that uses his head for something besides a hat rack"'

Theodone shakes his head and chuckles. " Well it seems you are doing better than myself. I best stick with the bow." as he laughs at his pitiful throws

Siriel tries to keep from blushing as she hears the announcer as she walks back to the lineup. She shakes her little red face at Theo "I don't know how you talked me into this"

Iymbryl smiles broadly and nods once. "Sir." He says simply, ready to follow Ellis

Shakti's expression breaks into a scowl and she gathers her dagger up again, testing the balance and otherwise trying to puzzle out why she's throwing so poorly.

Shereem growls in aggravation and eyes the dagger that was 'loaned' to her for the contest,"I think my dagger is cursed." she walks back to the line and gets ready to throw again. A firm set of determination setting in her jaw

A shadow moves through the crowd of folks around the current tournament. Finally coming to rest near to Ellis and Meredin, the shadow pushes its hood back. Taladan stands with arms crossed as he watches the others and listens to the flow of conversation about him.

"Ooooh I think I jinxed the little darling elf" the announcer mocks sadness "But let's keep watching folks!"

"He shouldn't have said anything" Siriel says with a chuckle as she retrieves her dagger.

Meredin immediately turns and, upon spotting Taladan, she pounces towards him while declaring, "Tally!" Lets see if she gets stonewalled a second time.

"Four more throws folks, are you as excited as I am to see who wins??" the announcers hollers.

Siriel nods as if she's okay with that throw.

Taladan quirks an eyebrow and his slow, easy grin spreads across his face, "Tally? That's a new one on me. Heyya Meredin." he nods to the Loremaster standing near and says, "Ellis, eve'n" he keeps an eye to the competition for the moment though.

Shereem tosses her dagger again and for a second time lands on her mark. She gives a little wiggling dance of happiness and goes to get her dagger,"Thank Kunnia. I was afraid I was going to ruin the family name."

Ellis nods to Taladan "tis good to see you out once again." he then motions "The festivities are well under way

Shakti throws again, this time a bit more confidently. While she's not /pleased/ with it, the throw is satisfactory, at least. She works her lower lip with her teeth, mentally preparing for the next throw.

Siriel grins broadly as she sees that she hit a bullseye.

Iymbryl smiles, nodding to Ellis, and falling in behind and to his right side keeping out of the way of that staff, as he was taught by his former master.

"BULLSEYE!" shouts the over excited announcer "For anyone keeping track we've had two bulls eyes, one from our masked elf friend and one by our little elven girl!"

Meredin hangs off Taladan for a few moments before letting go. "It's your new nickname," she informs him.

Taladan nods to Ellis, "Aye, I see that old friend. I've been meaning to make my way out to your tower and talk to you lately. This Baron Buffalo character is starting to make the wrong kinds of waves 'round abouts...wanted to speak to you about it and see what you thought of it." he doesn't seem to be too worried about another upstart villain by the tone of his voice. He applauds the people at throwing as they hit the target. "No, Meredin, I didn't know that." he laughs and says, "So, you out and about shopping again tonight?"

A page walks away from the announcer after whispering in his ear "Correction it seems I forgot that the oldest of the Tumblefoot clan got a bulls eye as well!" he bows to Demetria in apology "Two more throws!!" he yells out afterward.

Siriel meanders back to the lineup after getting her dagger, she looks to Theo "Good Luck" she says about the last throw.

"Are you ready folks??" the over caffeinated announcer yells "The Very Last Throw Of Our Competition!!"

Theodone smiles towards Siriel and nods with a grin, "Same to you."

"While our judges tally the scores everyone enjoy some of the faire's finest drink and go pat the challengers on the back for a job well done!!" the announcer jumps down off the stage and goes over to a couple of judges who are busy tallying.

Theodone walks on over to Siriel and grins. " As to correct you, you made me come and do all the events with you. You just wanted to show me up it seems." as he nudges her lightly and speaks jokingly.

Meredin says, "I was hoping they'd do something for use magic people.. but they're doing some silly throwing contest instead," while remaining near Tally for now.

Siriel chuckles "yeah and who flaked out on me yesterday while I drank myself silly?" she jokes back at Theo

Theodone ouches in pain at her words and grins. " Oh, well, I really had to go and see to something..plus I would have hated to have taken advantage of the event." as he winks and chuckles still

Shakti sets her dagger down when she's done, looking to the judges briefly, but without anything in the way of hope. Instead, she just waits for the final verdict before she can go see what else there is to see at the fair.

Siriel laughs "oh what ever" she says "as it is Heather was the winner eh? She literally drank me under the table" she laughs again "apparently I slid right under the table"

ShadowHawk knows there was no way he could have won so he tosses his broken dagger on the ground and starts to head out of the area to find something fun to do "stupid broken daggers that don't fly straight" he mutters as he goes.

Taladan chuckles and says, "Too bad, I could've at least done that one. You should've come and gotten me." he nods to those he knows that were throwing as they relax a bit from the competition.

Theodone smiles and then raises a brow with a chuckle. " Now that we can repeat if you like later on. We still need to catch up some, drinking could be part of that as well." though he shakes his head with a chuckles. " Literally under the table.wow."

Siriel laughs a little embarrassed "yep drank the ale and slid under, konked my head on the table, sat up and still downed one more drink"

Theodone looks towards the judges and knows he did not win for Siriel had the better shots than himself. " You know what the price is or is there a price?"

Meredin says, "I did go over to the shop and knock on it. My hand got tired from beating on your door though," to Taladan.

Iymbryl smiles at everyone and leaves to the south, toward the school he was just accepted to.

Shereem returns her borrowed dagger and pulls her gloves back on."If we had been allowed to keep our gloves on Deme and I would have ruled the range." she says with a cheeky grin to the other competitors.

Taladan says "Oh...well, I must've been in the back and didn't hear you knocking. Sigrid didn't answer the door?"

Demetria gives back her dagger and slides her gloves back on.

Meredin says, "No?" while looking back to the rest of the festival--particular the contest that was going on. "Aww.. it's over already?"

Shereem waves at Taladan and gives him a smile while she awaits the judge's ruling,"Hi Meredin, Hi Tal." she calls out. "Deme is over here whooping me with her expert Dagger chunking." she grins.

The announcer climbs back up on the stage "Alrighty folks gather around while I tell you who are winners are!!" he clears his throat. "Our First Place Winner Demetria Tumblefoot with 24 points!! Shakti with 22 points!! Siriel with 21 points!! Theodone at 20 points!! ShadowHawk coming in with 17 points!! and bringing up the tail end Shereem Tumblefoot with 16 points!!!" The crowd cheers "If I could have the Tumblefoot Sisters to come up onto the stage please!!" he looks around for them.

Taladan waves to Shereem and nods with a grin, "Aye, I saw that Sher...you haven't been practicing like you should!" he nods to Meredin and says, "It seems to be so."

Demetria raises her eyebrows slowly and looks at Shereem, "Hey..they want us on Stage." she offers to her sister before winking. "make it good?"

Siriel claps for Demetria "Didn't figure I'd beat her" she says with a smile.

Theodone smiles as he sees that the halfling has won and chuckles as he turns to Siriel. " I sure am glad I did not bet anything in this." as he actually claps for the halfling winner.

The waxing crescent moon, tracing a nearby wisp of cloud in silver, sinks below the western horizon. The stars sparkle in the ultramarine sky, distant and serene.

Siriel chuckles "why not? I would have bet on Demi" she says as she watches the halfling sisters make their way to the stage.

Shereem flushes and hangs her head a little as she hops up onto the stage,"Actually I practice with my short sword not my daggers." she says to Taladan. She is humbled as she clasps her hands and stands on the stage.

The announcer looks at Shereem "Was your sister not just with you a moment ago?" he asks quietly wondering what happened to Demetria.

Demetria steps out from behind the Announcer and leans against him lightly, "Gotta keep an eye on us. We tend to disappear." she states with a chuckle.

Shereem grins and nods at her sister's words and the announcer's question.

"Ahh there we are" he says with a big belly laugh "As the winner of this years dagger throwing competition I'd like to award you Demetria Tumblefoot with this" he waves a page forward, and hands Demetria a golden dagger with a jewel encrusted hilt balancing on a wooden stand "It's definitely not for throwing" he says with a grin as he hands it to her. "And for you Shereem Tumblefoot, for trying so hard" he waves at another page to come forward "we give you this dagger, so that you may practice throughout the year and come back next year and defeat your sister" he says with a large grin.

Demetria looks at Shereem, "where are the Pastries. We can practice Right now!" Demetria shouts out and winks at Shereem.

Shereem shimmers out of sight for a moment and then reapears beside Demetria. She bats her lashes at tha announcer giving her most innocent expression to the fellow. Her big brown eyes looking like those of a puppy. She lends the man her full attention as he begins to speak and hand out awards. She bows in a little curtsy,"I thank you sir but I fear that no amount of practice will ever make me able to whip Deme with a dagger." she admits good naturedly.

Theodone after walking away from the garden area. He walks towards the trees now and goes to take a seat. His eyes looking about for more of them Shamblers but figures there may not be another. Sitting down he sets his longbow to the side and in reach as he leans against a tree, watching the people enjoy the festivities.

Smiling at the sisters the announcer gets the crowds attention once more "Don't forget that our lovely booths are still open for business and I hope to see you all tomorrow. Enjoy the festivities!!" he shouts out before leaving the stage.

Siriel walks with Theo to the tree and decides to sit down and lean up against the tree, she gives a small smile to those she knows as walks past them.

Taladan rests a hand on the hilt of his rapier as he watches the people milling through the park, buying and trading, and in general having a good time. After a bit he wanders over to one of the food vendors and purchases a tankard of ale, along with a fresh honeycake. Demetria chuckles slightly and moves to slide off the stage. She looks at the Dagger before chuckling lightly, "Excuse me." she offers and moves to slip into the trees.

Po's Morthidar feet carry him lightly over the snow and towards the fair. In his hands a silver flute plays merry music, in his sterling blue eyes the whole of the fair is taken in as he goes. A brisk breeze blows by, rustling his clothes and carrying his tune so it precedes his entry into the crowd. Behind Po a black wolf can be seen moving along in step, until he reaches the edge of the crowd. Then the wolf moves off into the shadows of the park, and Po makes his way into the festivities.

Shereem stretches and gives Deme a smile,"Good job sis. I'm glad to hear that Arvilli is back." she says as she follows Deme down off the stage. "I think I'm going to head home before Glyn wonders if I'm alive." she says as she heads off towards the cottage,"Night Tal."

Theodone looks beside him towards Siriel and smiles. " You beat me in the last contest, though barely but you did. I must be getting rusty or something like that."

Taladan nods to Shereem, "Night Sher, sleep well." he takes a sip from his mug of ale and glances to Meredin saying, "Did you want anything to eat or drink?"

Siriel chuckles "You going into the archery competition?" she asks as a challenge.

Demetria pops back out after a bit apparently bringing the Dagger home and she moves to start looking through the booths.

Meredin shakes her head when Taladan speaks to her and says, "No..," before going to flop her rear down. "I wonder if they'll do anything else?"

Theodone shrugs. " Perhaps, it is something I enjoy, so I may do well. Though I think I may even bet that I wil beat you in that archery contest." as he accepts the challenge and puts perhaps something else in that.

Siriel quirks an eyebrow and smirks "You're on" she says with a grin "But I think I can whoop ya" she says smiling.

Theodones lip grin a little and smiles. " I think you may have a problem with that. I have always been a good archer. Though I guess you could have got better, it may be fun to see." he nudges Siriel then. " So, what the bet, lets make it worth while."

Shakti, having drifted away from the stage some time ago, picks up on a couple of somewhat familiar notes and lets her feet carry her where they may. Twisting and swirling through the crowd with grace, the Berezani dancer dips and twirls, mixing complicated footwork with flowing arm movements ass he goes. Following the music, it would seem, because after a fashion, she crosses paths with Po and winds down to a graceful flourish of a bow for his benefit.

Siriel laughs "oh I don't know" she says "you set the terms I'll tell ya if I like 'em" she says while watching Shakti dancing just a ways away.

Rannar passes by Po at the same time, almost bumping into Shakti before stepping out of the way quickly and swiftly, not panicking in reaction.

Po continues to glide through the crowd until he encounters Shakti. He finishes his song shortly after her flourish and lowers his flute, a wide smile on his face. His flute immediately finds itself in the crook of one of his arms, and his hands move to clap. "That was beautiful, Shakti. Beautiful."

Theodone hmms and seems to think a little as he watches Shakti dancing. "Perhaps that dinner you promised, this way I know you will have to keep it. After the dinner....well, we shall see if I win or not. What will your terms be, if you win?"

Siriel hmms for a moment thinking about your terms "Yours sound fine to me - but do you really think I wouldn't keep it?" she asks in mock offense.

Shakti dips into another shallow bow, a bit of quick footwork taking her out of any potential collision with Rannar. Her smile is small, but genuine, eyes glittering with happiness. "'Tis the only thing I've done well all night, sai. Thank'ee. How have you been, sai? Po" That smile doesn't fade -- she's just too happy at having /something/ go right -- as she looks to Rannar with a polite tilt of her head. "Ah, and sai Rannar. How have you been?"

Meredin peers, noticing Rannar, and immediately goes to try and sort of hide behind Taladan. "Uhm, I should probably be getting home," she tells him.

Demetria is currently lurking by a few of the booths. She hmms softly and looks them over before beaming lightly and taps her chin.

Theodone shrugs. " I am not sure, it has been a while and not sure what has changed if any at all. So then we make it two diners, including the one you mentioned."

Rannar claps, "Yeah. That was beautiful." He compliments, "You dodge a lot better than I do." Well, his mindset is out of the loop.

Arvilli comes walking into the fair with his staff tapping lightly beofre him. No, he's not blind, just an annoying habit he happened to pick up somewhere. He is also whistling, and looking around.

Siriel nods with a grin "Dinners it is, better then last night Zsuzsa and Heather were betting each other money" she says with a shake of her head.

Demetria slides away from the tree and moves to sneak up behind Arvilli. She creeps...sneaks and finally, moves to slip up beside him and leans over to kiss his cheek. "hey you."

Po takes his flute back into his hands once more as his hands move behind his back. "I have been well enough, Shakti. I have been practicing, though I am not sure I am yet up to your standard," he says. He looks over to Rannar and asks, "And this is... Rannar?"

Theodone raises a brow at her words but says nothing. " well, if you want to bet money, I have some..not much but it's some and it may help you in buying something in the fair."

Shakti chuckles softly and shifts her weight slightly to one leg. "'Tis necessary in my line of work, sai," is directed to Rannar, then her gaze, still bright and mirthful, is directed to Po. "'Twas much better than the other night's playing, sai Po; my dances are only as good as the music that's played," she muses with a gentle laugh. "Ah! And my manners escape me. Sai Po, this is sai Rannar. He often comes to the Hart, as you do."

Rannar nods, "I'm Rannar." He reiterates, "It's good to meet you to." I hope I won't be much trouble... So what has been going on around here? There's a lot of energy and excitement!"

Demetria whispers something quietly to Arvilli before looking about. Siriel chuckles and shakes her head "No no I don't want your money Theo" she says with a laugh "I'm sure you'll need it for something you might want to purchase"

Taladan shrugs to Meredin and says, "Your choice Mere. I guess I'll see you later then." he looks at her quizzically for a moment before turning back in earnest to his ale and honeycake.

Po nods to Rannar. "It is good to meet you. And I'm not sure who you would be trouble to, but this is a fair. Something having to do with fools or something...

Shakti knows more about it than I do," Po says. He then looks over to Shakti and says, "I'm not sure if I can be said to often go to anywhere, Shakti... I have not been here long. Shadow just likes the Hart because it is warm, and I do not mind not having to build a fire at the late hours." Shakti shifts her weight again, just a light bounce from one foot to the other. Restless. "Well, several of us fought some kind of ... monster that had snuck into the grounds," she begins, her voice dropping miserably at something or another. "And after, several of us tried out hand at throwing daggers. 'Twould seem there's more excitement here than there was last night." Her head inclines to Po, "Well, mayhap you ought to look into a room at the Hart? 'Tis not so expensive and a pleasant enough place to stay. 'Twas my home for some months before I left and still remains so."

Theodone shrugs and looks towards the vendors. " There is not much I wish to purchase. All I have to survive is in my room and that is what I carry all day long in the wilderness. I guess I am accustomed to not needing much at all." he leans his head against the tree now. " I have missed some good things of the city though."

Rannar responds with a look of both surprise and disappointment, "Ah, really!? I wish I could have fought it!" He seems very disappointed, "Ah well... There's always a monster terrorizing the city."

Meredin immediately skitters off, glad to have been completely missed as she departs.

Siriel turns to face Theo more "Oh and what have you missed?" she asks.

Arvilli smiles and turns slightly at the voice, since its all he ever hears of Demetria. "Well, hey there. Was looking for you. Thought we could wander through the fair and look at some of the wares selling. I know i have to check by the Mimm booth anyway." He then winces and holds his side slightly. "Stupid manticore spike."

Po looks around after Shakti's words of a monster, surveying the area with sharp eyes. "Monsters... hmm. Well, I think I may go practice some more," he says. "I may just look into a room at the Hart. I am not sure about the... spiced foods, nor the warmth, but Shadow does seem to like it. Until again we meet, Shakti. Rannar." With a quick nod to each he moves off into the crowd, pulling his flute up to his lips and playing as he goes.

Demetria frowns lightly and moves to lightly touch the side, "I can get you a healer." she offers before lowering her voice in a whisper and motioning around.

Theodone turns to look at Siriel and shrugs. " Oh, one or two people. That be about it or even perhaps the warm waters, though that ain'tthe city is it." then he grins and looks towards the fair and the people. " I sure don't miss the crowds."

Shakti inclines her head to Po with a regretful look, bidding him farewell. She glances then to Rannar, her hands lacing behind her back and head tilting away to look at the booths and so forth. "Indeed, sai. Where there is one, there is likely to be more somewhere. If not here and now, then later, surely." Her smile fades into a neutral line that threatens to turn into a frown at something or another.

Arvilli blinks and then looks at her a bit funny. "What? You mean here? Now? Well, its a bit sudden, but I think I could manage it if you want..."

Demetria shrugs slightly, "Or we can announce for tomorrow." she says with a smile. "What do you think?"

Rannar watches her expression change, "Well, don't feel bad! Try to fll good during peaceful times. It'll help you be ready when danger does strike."

Arvilli smiles back fondly and then touches her cheek. "I think we should give these people a BIT of warning, don't you?" He says fondly to her and smiles widely.

Siriel thinks for a moment "No I don't think they're considered to be in the city" she says with a light blush creeping in her cheeks as she remembers something.

Demetria smiles lightly. "Your right." she states and moves to head up to the gallows. "what day.." she calls over her shoulder

Arvilli tilts his head at the gallows and then gives a slight shudder at the sight. "That thing doesn't bring back pleasant memories. Not in the least." HE then smiles a little. "How about tomorrow then?"

Shakti shakes her head at Rannar with a rueful half-smile. "Sai, 'twould have been better if my skills had not rusted as terribly as they have. 'Twas ... embarrassing that I couldn't even hit a shrub with my arrows, yet it could hit /me/ without trouble."

Demetria nods slowly and moves to hop up on the Gallows before shouting out, "hey attention." She calls out.

Rannar nods, "Yeah. I know the feeling. I have several claw scards in my shoulder and chest now. I couldn't strike at it very well either."

Siriel turns to look up at Demetria on the stage.

Theodone raises a brow and chuckles lightly. " yeah, I remember them well, I guess trhere is only one reason I have returned then." he looks back towards the people again. " It's definitely not the crowds. Perhaps the company of another."

Shakti nods to Rannar, then blinks at the sound of another familiar voice calling for attention. She pivots on the ball of a foot, looking toward the gallows and the halfling woman up there with a raised eyebrow. "I wonder ..."

Rannar looks towards the woman on the gallows, "On, darn. What is she up to now?"

Arvilli is near the foot of the gallows as well, looking up at Demetria. His eyes wander to the knot of the noose and then shudders once more.

Theodone watches ans listens as Demetria is going to make a speach or something.

Demetria looks around as she hasn't gotten enough of the attention before screaming out. "EVERYBODY SHUT UP." she smiles when she has attention. "Tomorrow..You are all invited to a wedding. Here...Be here."

Siriel breaks into a clap and grins as she looks up at Demetria up on the stage.

Shakti breaks into applause and dances a quick little jig of a sort in celebration of the proclamation. Laughing, the Berezani woman promptly reaches for her coin purse to figure out just how much she has.

Demetria looks down at Arvilli and chuckles quietly before shrugging, "Spread the word..." she calls out

Rannar claps as well, "Wow. That was sudden." He admits. He looks over to Shakti, "What are you looking for?"

Shakti laughs again, shaking her head at Rannar. "Well, somewhat sudden, sai. They have been planning for some time." She touches her purse, then checks the contents before looking around at the booths. "I need new clothes," she responds, mouth curved into a slow smile.

Rannar responds, "New clothes... I never really thought of that..."

Theodone raises a brow and chuckles. " here I thought she was already married." he grins and shakes his head. " Well I wish the happy couple good luck in the future."

Arvilli smiles when he looks back up at Demetria. He just shakes his head. "Sometimes, you amaze me."

Shakti makes a soft 'tsk' noise at Rannar and starts to move, weaving her way through the crowds. "'Tis no good to go to a wedding in this," she gestures at her clothes, "and I've nothing decent to wear." It's as simple as that, really.

Siriel shakes her head "oh no" she says to Theo. She stands and brushes off her pants "Well Theo, it tis late and I must be on my way" she says with a smile "maybe we'll meet up again tomorrow"

Rannar begins to follow her through the crowds, "I don't have anything decent either. I guess I could try shopping for some, but I'm not good with fashion." He confesses.

Theodone stands up then and smiles, "Sure, I will be waiting to see if I beat you or not in the archery contest, if it is tomorrow that is." As he grabs his bow and looks back to Siriel. " I best get some rest then, good night."

Demetria looks at Arvilli. "Why do you say that"

Shakti chuckles softly, glancing over her shoulder at Rannar. "And I would help you, sai, if I had any eye for men's clothing." And, with that, she slips into the crowd seamlessly, all but vanishing on her quest.

Arvilli smiles fondly and then offers her a hand down. "Well, while we have been through quite a lot, I doubt I could get up and adress so many people at once."

Demetria looks at Arvilli, "Death is scarier. and I conquered that." she states and moves to kiss him.

Theodone nods once towards Siriel then and then turns to chuckle at the husband and wife to be and bows his head to them. Then turns and leaves the park, going to get rest.

Arvilli shrugs a little at that. "If conquered you mean..." He then glances at the gallows once mroe. "Died and have come back, then yes, I have too. Still there is things I fear."

Demetria looks around slowly and smiles. "Looks like its winding down."

Arvilli nods softly and then puts his arm around her waist. "Iw ould like to check out the Mimis booth before we go home, love."

Demetria nods and motions towards it. "Alright." she states and chuckles. "Oh." she pauses and looks about.

Arvilli then looks a bit back at her. "Yes?" He then starts to look through the scrolls.

Demetria moves to slide something into Arvilli's hand. "get something good."

Arvilli blinks and then looks at the money strangely for a moment. "Get what something good?"

Demetria shrugs slightly, "No clue. I just got that today, and you could use it for scrolls or magic or what have you."

Arvilli blinks and then smiles a little. "Oh? How did you get it love?" HE then looks around. "Nost of the ones I want are about 300 or so."

Demetria chuckles. "Something attacked the park..that is part of the spoils." she admits and shrugs.

Arvilli picks out a few of them, and then hands over some money to the booth operator. "Really? Any idea what it was?"

Demetria yawns gently and leans against Arvilli, "I think I am going to have a nap." she offers. "its..getting late.

Arvilli smiles and then gently leads her away. "All right. I will try not to disturb you."

Demetria kisses Arvilli and nuzzles his neck. "Night luv" she remarks and moves to head home.