Sounds like something he would do

*Takes the potion from Barbus because it is true that he has not slept in four days now. The notion of being able to sleep for just a few hours is compelling enough. He walks out back and chugs the potion without a second thought*

*winks* You scandelous dog! How dare you drink my last Drow Whiskey! *Draws a sword with a wavy blade* You better be able to defend that last drink, or I shall split you in twade.

The man draws his dagger and rushes toward Barbus, He is quicker than Barbus would initially give him credit for. The man stabs in towards Barbus knowing full well his blade will not connect.

Barbus then follows with a slashing motion, as his "attacker" falls to the ground. Barbus then picks up his "attacker" and carries him to Rathil's building, leaving him with a note.




Rathil, you and I have been friends for a long time now, what has come over you? Sending people to start trouble at the Green Dragon? Have you gone mad? Your errand boy will awaken fully refreshed in about 6 hours now, and it is midday. I must say, had your boy found me on a different day, he may have came back here in a pine box.

*Leucippus a awaken in his bed. His head aching slightly from the wine he had consumed the night before. His stomach also a bit woozy but nothing that a little food can’t cure. He lays there for a moment with the realization that he actually did have a restful night of sleep despite the fact that he had no magical flute. He carried a flute alright, but not a magical one that cures nightmares he thought to himself with a chuckle*

*he then gets up and make his way down to the Inn, leaving his citole and gear behind in the room. Yawing and stretching on his way, he slowly makes it to the bar where he quietly sits placing his head face down in his hands with the slight burden of his mild hangover*

Barbus takes to the skies, headed northwest to find the alchemist that sold him the bum batch of invisibility tonic.

"Well well what do we have here. Perhaps a slight hangover from such a long nights celeberation," Boromir says.

*Leu slowly looks up at Boromir and sighs with a moan*

Ahhhmmmmm. What to you have that’s hot and contains no spirits?

Chamomile tea maybe?

Oh, and what’s on the breakfast menu?

"A chamomile tea it shall be. I can offer you some filet cubes that have been roasted on a open flame for awhile. They are on skewers and ready to be eaten. It comes with garlic cream sauce that I personally did,"Boromir offers.

"That sounds great!", Leucippus replies as he pats his stomach and sits upright to stretch his back.

*he then looks toward the window peering outside with much interest*

What time of day is it?

*Leu sees bright shineshine as he squints his eyes. Yet he cannot see any shadows being cast by objects to determine where the sun might be*

Boromir comes out with the food and drink from the kitchen and places it next to his friend.

"Why today is XI (day 81) of the time of the sun era and it is very early today,"Boromir replies.

*Leu digs into the food like a hungry dog and savors the hot tea that will calm his stomach*

I'm glad to hear that it's early yet, I was beginning to fear I had slept the morning away.

*Leu fumbles for a few small pieces of gold gold to pay for the breakfast and lays them on the counter as he continues to enjoy the meal*

Boromir looks amused how is friend gobbles the food down. He feels guilty for having him wait so long. He must wake up earlier and make sure to get such food done earlier to serve.

Morgan had gotten up early that morning and had gone for a walk about town. She looked all around her as if she was in some strange dream.

She was actually.

She listened to strange birds and creatures in the distance that she had never heard before, yet she had little memory of where she came from. She only knew that she was in a new and strange world.

Surely I will remember soon. All I know is that I came here searching for something. I can't even remember what it was.

She went back into the Inn and ordered some food.

"What delicious meal do you have today?" she asked.

She did not remember where she had ever eaten better food, but then she could not remember anything anyway, but she was sure the food was not as good where she had come from.

Idara walks in eyes glowing mumbling to herself the whole way to her table in the corner...why won't anyone continue our story on the other thread....as she sits down

*Walks in the front door, a wing is bloodied and a couple arrows hang out from it, Barbus heads to his corner seat, and takes a small poion and drinks, suddenly, you see no wounds, and two golden arrows hit the floor*

Never fails, every time I fly over Beoroctor, I get shot at. One day, I will go back there and make ammends with that woman, but for now, forget her. Borimor, be a good lad and fetch me something with a lot of spice, all that flying took a lot out of me.

"Good morning fair lady. I have savory chunks of filet meat on skewers that have been cooking over a open fire. With it I have garlic cream sauce that you dunk them into. Would you like to try them?" boromir asks.

Boromir serves a spicy boar's stew that he had leftover from the other day.

*she's getting angry because she hasn't been waited on yet so she says a spell starring at Boromir and makes him trip and fall*

Yes, please. Sounds delicious!