says hello with her eyes glowing bright and a big evil grin on her face thinking about the trouble she wants to cause with the others tonight

"I don't know about that. How about we start small and see what we can do with this horny cat that's been wandering around here."

Caracatus the Druid walks into the Inn, his face is ashen. Looking around, he spies Rathil serving some customers at the bar. He rushes over.

"Rathil, some brew I beg of you." As Rathil serves him, Caracatus downs in all at once, spilling a good deal of it in his beard. He slams the tankard onto the bar. "Another."
He is more conservative with this one.

"Why Caracatus, my friend," says Rathil, "What is wrong?"

"Too many people, too much noise." says the Druid, "In my solitary wanderings, I am afraid that I have lost my taste for crowds." he says, heaving a heavy sigh.
He looks around with a scowl as the others laugh. His lips draw into a tight line and he turns to stare furiously into his brew.

what are we sitting around for bottle in hand he gets up and say lets go

I am sure that you do. Mighty good wind of luck there to blow through here like that.
Not everyone can do a resurrection spell. I hear that it takes a lot of skill.
No matter, she walks over to him and kisses him on the cheek. What does is that death was cheated of a good friend.
Raises her glass to him, To second chances.

Idara sees the cat and waves her hand and he becomes stiff and falls over on the floor....feet straight out....and Idara lets out a wicked laugh

*Sees Caracatus enter the inn in a fowl mood*

"Another one that could be easily persuaded to cause some trouble."

Can't help but laugh at what Idara did to poor Pan. Calliope is gonna have a fit.
She looks at Idara, that was a good one . almost as good as tying a piece of wood to their tail.

"If by that you mean to knock some sense and manners into those noisy....revelers..." he turns and spits on the floor. "then you can count me in. Uncouth, drunken, mumble, mumble"

"Damn I meant have a little fun with it not kill it with the wave of your hand."

Says tie some leather on its paws too

Calliope runs in and yells, "Leave Pan alone..."

Announces to everyone in the tavern..."Remember who prepares the food here" looks at Idara, "Now turn him back" Stomps her feet

I see that I am not the only one that has done that. she laughs lyrically
It is so funny watching that.
So what kind of trouble are we going to get into?

"well lets see. If you can bring the cat back to life then we can all go out and play with the revelers. sssh...don't tell Idara she'll have them all dead with the wave of her hand."

Awe Calliope don't be too sore. It was Thogeon's fault
and she laughs even harder

Caracatus sees what has been done to a fellow creature of the earth and scowling, walks over and picks the cat up. Laying it on the bar, he turns and with an angry look says, "This is a very disrespectful manner in which to treat one so small and defenseless."
He reaches into his robes and produces a packet of herbs. Chanting, he touches each joint of the cat's body. With the final touch, Pan springs to life. Howling it leaps off of the bar and runs up the stairs.

Idara looks at Calliope and can bearly talk she's laughing so hard...fine i'll fix the little horny hair ball....and she waves her hand and he lets out a big meow and takes off running and hides

I never said kill it. Just to have a little fun with it.

"Thogeon...what were you thinking...dont have anyone to stab huh." grabs the cat and looks at Idara, "Now, I say Now..."""" Fix him"