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 Post Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 8:18 pm 
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"Then throw doon aye rope, ye galoot."

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Greenleaf extends the same branch he used to get Yala out of the pit to Punchy.

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The brance remains untouched for a moment as Punchy starts throwing bottles of booze up out of the hole.

"If ye don't catch those, I'll beat ye senseless once fer every bottle that breaks, ye ken!"

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Greenleaf adeptly catches the bottles and sets them on the ground next to the pit.

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After all the booze has been collected and Punchy returns to the surface, the group follows Captain Ty through the woods. Evening begins to fall, painting the misty forest blue and purple, bringing cool breezes that chill the soaked travelers. The members of the Private Guard stay a distance away, surrounding the party but never coming too close. Yala holds Zaljan's hand tightly the entire time.

At last, they reach the riverbank and the camp, which is surprisingly large, filled with guards on and off duty, large canvas tents, merrily burning campfires, and chatter.

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As Edric sees the enormity of the camp unfold before him, he says quietly to Captain Ty, "You don't often have visits from the circus out this way, do you?" This gathering is obviously much larger than he would like it to be.

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She gives him an odd look, but answers seriously, "No, though I hear they're on the road if you want to meet them. Here we just get lost travelers, smugglers, bandits, and fugitives." As she says the last word, she jerks her thumb toward one of the tents. "At any rate, accept our hospitality and rations, and make yourselves warm by the fires, if not quite dry." She turns to Zaljan. "I will accept any medical assistance for my foolish wound, once you have made yourself comfortable."

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Taddeo looks about with approval. This is better than he'd hoped.

"I don't suppose you have any place for us to clean up?"

He gestures at the filthy Punchy, then at the rest of the group.

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"We have a bath tent there." Captain Ty points. "Crude, but it will serve. When you have bathed and eaten, speak with Captain Wu." She points again, this time to a tall, dark-haired elf man talking to the guard in front of the fugitive tent. "He knows both woods and river, and if you are to travel off the roads without injury, his guidance will be invaluable."

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 Post Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 12:56 pm 
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"Excellent."

Taddeo is off and away. A quick stop to grab his toiletries, a clean set of clothes and he is in the bath tent. Any further conversation will have to rely on the others, or wait for him to be clean.

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Punchy is lordly drunk, and fairly content, as long as no one is foolish enough to try to confiscate all of his found booze. He gives Captain Ty an (overhand!) smack on the rear as he tromps off towards the bath tent, one bottle under his arm and the other in hand. He disappears into the tent and soon loud and off-key singing fills the clearing.

"Ho-oooooh four an' twenty virgins come do'on from Inverness, an' when th' ball was over there were four an' twenty less! Give th' ball tae yer partner, an' keep yer arse against th' wall; if ye cannae get laid on a Saturday night ye cannae get laid at all!"

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Zaljan excuses himself, stopping by the bath tent to wash his hands and jar of smelly salve. He then returns to the Captain, opening the jar. "Let me see wound. You got othas with hurts?"

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Taddeo's voice joins Punchy's when he recognizes a song, but he's soon clean, clean-shaven, dressed, perfumed and freshly coiffed. He emerges from the tent, eager to explore the camp.

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Zaljan excuses himself, stopping by the bath tent to wash his hands and jar of smelly salve. He then returns to the Captain, opening the jar. "Let me see wound. You got othas with hurts?"

"Several, in the medical tent," she says, pointing to a red-striped shelter a little ways away. "Our healing mages are stretched thin, though your large limping companion will find assistance there if he needs it." She unwinds the bandage from her scarred, shaven head, revealing an eye long gone milky from an old injury. Across her cheek and ear runs a fresh burn, severe and bloodied raw. "After all this time," she sighs grimly, "one would think I would learn to duck."

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Taddeo's voice joins Punchy's when he recognizes a song, but he's soon clean, clean-shaven, dressed, perfumed and freshly coiffed. He emerges from the tent, eager to explore the camp.

Yala, having left Zaljan to treat Captain Ty, trails along behind him like a baby duck.

There's an order to the camp that becomes clear upon exploration, a great cycle moving the guards from barracks to dining to briefing to patrol to dinner and barracks -- or, for the less fortunate, to the medical tent. Everyone is constantly moving, constantly talking, and while the guards are clearly struggling to keep ahead of the area's smugglers and organized gangs, there's an air of stubborn optimism.

Taddeo is largely ignored -- not out of rudeness, but as he doesn't appear to be a threat, he has no claim on their valuable time -- but his stylish appearance draws quite a few admiring glances. Yala's soggy appearance and frightfully mussed hair garner her many smiles and not a few sweets and snacks, which she gobbles gratefully.

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Across her cheek and ear runs a fresh burn, severe and bloodied raw. "After all this time," she sighs grimly, "one would think I would learn to duck."

"How you duck fireball? Be neat trick, if you learn it. Gotta teach me." Zaljan grins a toothy grin, then, while she's distracted, applies smelly (and stingy) salve to her burn. The spirits then get to work.

"Can' fix eye. Spirit only heal what heal itself. Need new eye."

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