Maybe that's why I am here, I saw the headstone out front written in Barbus's blood. I dunno, nobody tells me anything, all I was told was to be here, and we are getting the battle group back together.

Yes, I sensed a certain level of protection over this place, Barbus must be in league with that shamen, and are protecting this place.

I cannot wait to see him, I wonder, has he aged well? I know after the first five years I noticed a change in me, so I wonder, has he been getting any darker? I know he and his twin used to be of very light complexion, then after the raid, I started to darken, til I was black as coal. Recently, I had seen Barbus's brother, but, alas, I refused to bring him back, since I saw that it was by Barbus's blade that he had perished. I always knew he was the worst of the two...

Ahhh, I see, I may be able to help, for I am beond death by several lifetimes, no thanks to Barbus.

Might she require the services of a healer? How may I be of assistance? My fees are cheap, all I require is a bowl of soup. But, since she may be a friend of Barbus, I would be honored to do it free. Ahh Barbus, I remember bringing him into the world, such an angry baby he was, but hey I would be too if a healer holds you upside down and slapps you on the bottom.

Aaron Lewis

Alatariel? Why does that name sound familliar? Have we met?

please, just Ifritus.

So, how is that old fool Barbus? I haven't seen him in near 200 years.

The name is Ifritius The Black, I am a man without a country, I swear no allegence to any country, though I have grown quite fond of Bristol which is not far from here.

Weezer - Undone (the sweater song)

Why thank you ma'am, join me for a cup of tea? I am exausted from the journey here.

A short man (halfling) enters the Green Dragon's Inn, skin dark as coal, wearing long blue robes and a pointy blue hat, and walks with an Ivory walking stick. The only thing you can see are his glowing yellow eyes, since his face is covered by a part of his blue garments.

*Making his way to the bar, and climbs up onto a barstool*

Excuse me, has anyone seen Barbus? I recieved a message by owl that I am to meet him here and it is urgent.

I shall return, I am off to find the Shamen, maybe there is still time to bring this one back, I cannot stand to lose two friends in one week. Bah!

*Eyes glowing red, Barbus dissappears in a cloud of white smoke*

NOBODY LEAVES I AM NOT ABOUT TO LOSE ONE MORE SOUL TO THAT WENCH!

This is not addressed to me, however, judging by the shape of the cut in this, that pigdog Esane has struck again. *sniffs the note* She is getting more and more powerful, I must find her now and stop her, I have not seen this flavor of evil in a very long time, this could not be good, I must go summon a few of my troops to handle this, I need some serious magic to counter hers.

*conjurs an owl, and whispers a message into its ear, before letting it fly out the window*

Reinforcements are on the way. Muahahaha, nothing like a good ol witch hunt to get the blood flowing.

Now, what is all the commotion? I take a nap, and people are running around like chickens with their heads cut off. *Sits up and hopps off the bar, looking around confused*

No, just a small shot will go a loooonnnnnggg way, strong stuff, find a shotglass, and for a person of her size, only half will do. Tell her not to mind the smell, it is strong, but tastes sweeter than raw sugar. She will immediately feel like nothing happened, but, be forewarned, it is potent, do not give more than that, or there may be side affects.

*takes a swig and snaps to*

How did I end up up here? Where's Calliope? She needs to drink this immediately! This will finish the healing process.

*sweat starts rolling off of Barbus*

*whispered* pouch, pouch, white bottle, in pouch, one cup halfling, one cup Barbus.

(the pouch is a magical pouch that you don't have to look into to find what you look for, it automatically finds your hand, the bottle contains a liquid that smells horrible, but is tasteless, there is an inscription in the glass, written in ancient elven)

*inspects the halfling, and lays his hands upon her, and closes his eyes, a tear rolls down his cheak as Barbus absorbs the negative energy from the ailing halfling, then collapses back into his chair*

*In a weakened tone* I saw a fall, and the lights went out ~gasp~ For a little one, you took quite a hit, took a lot of energy to heal you, how you feeling now? *passes out from the energy drain*

What is wrong with the little one?

*a cloud of green smoke fills the dimly lit corner of the Green Dragon's Inn, followed by the glow of two yellow eyes, as the smoke clears, a familliar figure stands in the shadows, clad in black leather battle gear, and on his belt you see two glowing red daggers*