Ely edit 20 Jul 2021.
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Total: 1 qps as the performance was already awarded, but the posting and rplizering is worth something too.
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Below is a performance I made the other day of something I thought of in the middle of the night and wrote at 2am on my phone. It's the first test of a concept that I've been thinking about for a while, so it's not exactly perfected yet. Those in attendance may notice a couple adjustments, since I cleaned up a mistake or two I made in the actual performance and ran through the RPlizer thing to enhance readability! Enjoy!
Rhonin has arrived from the south.
The Black Fox Tavern
You ease your way into this dark and cool tavern. There were several
conversations going when you entered, but every single person in the room
has now turned and looks appraisingly at you. You don't feel at all
welcome. The barkeep seems in no particular hurry to take your order, and
it's certainly not because he hasn't seen you.
A small sign hangs by the doorway.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Rhonin the Lieutenant is standing here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A sullen man is hunched over a tankard, sipping his ale.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Nylen 's eyes twinkle as he smiles.
The Black Fox Tavern
You ease your way into this dark and cool tavern. There were several
conversations going when you entered, but every single person in the room
has now turned and looks appraisingly at you. You don't feel at all
welcome. The barkeep seems in no particular hurry to take your order, and
it's certainly not because he hasn't seen you.
A small sign hangs by the doorway.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Rhonin the Lieutenant is standing here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A sullen man is hunched over a tankard, sipping his ale.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Khahliana has arrived from the south.
Walker has arrived from the south.
Rhonin knuckles his forehead, honoring Nylen.
Khahliana says 'Sneaky fellow!'
Nylen cheers gleefully.
Rhonin says 'this tavern needs more chairs'
Nylen says 'Admiring fans!'
Nylen says 'Welcome!'
The Black Fox Tavern
You ease your way into this dark and cool tavern. There were several
conversations going when you entered, but every single person in the room
has now turned and looks appraisingly at you. You don't feel at all
welcome. The barkeep seems in no particular hurry to take your order, and
it's certainly not because he hasn't seen you.
A small sign hangs by the doorway.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Walker the Saldaean Ranger is standing here.
Khahliana the Elder Sister is standing here.
Rhonin the Lieutenant is standing here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A sullen man is hunched over a tankard, sipping his ale.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Rhonin says 'we have another coming'
Rhonin says 'once he finds his way here'
Nylen says 'The more the merrier!'
Nylen chuckles politely.
The Black Fox Tavern
You ease your way into this dark and cool tavern. There were several
conversations going when you entered, but every single person in the room
has now turned and looks appraisingly at you. You don't feel at all
welcome. The barkeep seems in no particular hurry to take your order, and
it's certainly not because he hasn't seen you.
A small sign hangs by the doorway.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Walker the Saldaean Ranger is standing here.
Khahliana the Elder Sister is standing here.
Rhonin the Lieutenant is standing here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A sullen man is hunched over a tankard, sipping his ale.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Gretchen has arrived from the south.
A warhorse has arrived from the south.
Khahliana beams a smile at Gretchen.
smi gretchen
Nylen smiles at her.
Rhonin looks at Gretchen.
Gretchen closes the door.
point gretchen
Nylen points at her.
Gretchen wiggles her bottom.
Nylen says 'Is this the other one?'
Gretchen says 'it was not me'
Rhonin says 'leave your horse outside you barbarian'
Rhonin shakes his head.
Rhonin says 'alrdwarf'
The Black Fox Tavern
You ease your way into this dark and cool tavern. There were several
conversations going when you entered, but every single person in the room
has now turned and looks appraisingly at you. You don't feel at all
welcome. The barkeep seems in no particular hurry to take your order, and
it's certainly not because he hasn't seen you.
A small sign hangs by the doorway.
[ obvious exits: S ]
|1|.A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
Gretchen The Crazy Old Cat Lady is standing here.
Walker the Saldaean Ranger is standing here.
Khahliana the Elder Sister is standing here.
Rhonin the Lieutenant is standing here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A sullen man is hunched over a tankard, sipping his ale.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Nylen nods in agreement
Rhonin opens the door.
Alrdwarf has arrived from the south.
Gretchen leaves south.
A warhorse leaves south.
smi alrdwarf
Nylen smiles at him.
Gretchen has arrived from the south.
Gretchen rolls her eyes...sheesh!..
Gretchen closes the door.
Gretchen puts a stable ticket in a belt pack.
Gretchen puts some coins in a belt pack.
Gretchen puts some coins in a belt pack.
Rhonin nods in agreement.
Nylen says 'Ok!'
Alrdwarf snaps to attention and salutes grandly.
Nylen says 'So here we go!'
Rhonin chuckles politely.
Rhonin ruffles Alrdwarf's hair playfully.
Gretchen opens the door.
Khahliana says 'Josien is also on the way.'
Nylen says 'This is a concept I thought up a while back, but wrote this at 2am when I was struck by inspiration!'
nod khahliana
Nylen nods at her.
Nylen flourishes grandly.
Alrdwarf sits down.
Rhonin sheathes a dark blue tasseled spear into a leather baldric.
A gambler has arrived from the south.
Nylen says 'I will entertain with music then as we wait.'
perform music march
Nylen place the flute to your lips.
Nylen begins to play a striking march.
A quick, upbeat marching tune rides on the winds.
perform music default
Nylen place the flute to your lips.
Nylen begins to play an enchanting melody.
Alrdwarf looks at Nylen.
The air fills with a complex melody working its way in to the winds song.
perform music romantic
Nylen place the flute to your lips.
Nylen begins to play an enchanting melody.
The air fills with a complex melody working its way in to the winds song.
Rhonin buys a mug of ale.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a mug of ale.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a dented tankard.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a dented tankard.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Nylen says 'So today, I will be telling a story.'
Rhonin buys a wooden goblet.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a wooden goblet.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Nylen says 'Hopefully it will flow right, and won't be too long. I haven't tried it on any victi-'
Rhonin buys a mug of ale.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a mug of ale.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a mug of ale.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Nylen says 'i mean patrons yet'
Rhonin buys a dented tankard.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a dented tankard.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a dented tankard.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a wooden goblet.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a wooden goblet.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a wooden goblet.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a wooden goblet.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a dented tankard.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Rhonin buys a mug of ale.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Gretchen - The Black Fox Tavern
Alrdwarf - The Black Fox Tavern
Walker - The Black Fox Tavern
Khahliana - The Black Fox Tavern
Rhonin - The Black Fox Tavern
Nylen - The Black Fox Tavern
Rhonin drops a wooden goblet.
Rhonin drops a wooden goblet.
Rhonin drops a wooden goblet.
Rhonin drops a wooden goblet.
Rhonin drops a wooden goblet.
Rhonin drops a wooden goblet.
Rhonin drops a dented tankard.
Rhonin drops a dented tankard.
Rhonin drops a dented tankard.
Rhonin drops a dented tankard.
Rhonin drops a dented tankard.
Rhonin drops a dented tankard.
Rhonin drops a mug of ale.
Rhonin drops a mug of ale.
Rhonin drops a mug of ale.
Rhonin drops a mug of ale.
Rhonin drops a mug of ale.
Rhonin drops a mug of ale.
get goblet
Nylen gets a wooden goblet.
Alrdwarf clambers to his feet.
sip goblet
It tastes like mulled wine.
Alrdwarf buys a mug of ale.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Nylen smacks his lips.
Nylen says 'mmmmm'
Khahliana stops using a cup of mint and cloudberry tea.
Khahliana sips from the cup.
Rhonin says 'drinks are on me'
Alrdwarf sips from the ale.
Nylen drains his cup and pours in a flask of rum.
Nylen peers about, innocently.
Josien has arrived from the south.
cheer josien
Nylen enthusiastically cheers for Josien.
Josien strokes her chin thoughtfully.
Nylen says 'OH good! we can get started!'
l s
The door is open.
doorName is now set as: door
Khahliana beams a smile at Josien.
close door
Rhonin gets a mug of ale.
Alrdwarf sits down.
Nylen says 'A word of caution before starting though... this story is unfortunately a work of fiction, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.'
A torch held by Alrdwarf begins to dim a little.
Nylen says 'This will also not be a traditional story, I warn you.'
Nylen says 'At various points, I will ask your advice as to what our protagonist should do next!'
Rhonin grabs a mug of ale.
Nylen grins evilly.
Rhonin stops using a mug of ale.
Rhonin gets a long-stemmed pipe from a belt pack.
Nylen says 'So be prepared!'
Rhonin grabs a long-stemmed pipe.
Nylen clears his throat dramatically.
Nylen says 'This story happened many years ago, when our hero, let's call him "Nylen" was young.'
Nylen says 'Nylen was a bookish young lad, and as almost anyone would agree, he is handsome, smart, brave, sexy, suave with the ladies, muscular, adventurous...'
wink khahliana
Nylen winks suggestively at Khahliana.
Nylen trails off...
Nylen coughs loudly.
Nylen says 'Anyway, he was born in Murandy, but in the last few years had spent a lot of time with his uncle in Whitebridge.'
Nylen says 'while there, he occupied most his time reading books of adventures, such as those written by Jain Farstrider.'
Rhonin sips from the ale.
Nylen gestures, as if reading a book.
Nylen says 'Loving the stories so much, he often wrote stories of his own.'
Alrdwarf sips from the ale.
Nylen says 'He'd frequently spend hours at a time, writing lines of text, fighting text trollocs, wearing text armor and wielding text weapons...'
Walker strokes his chin thoughtfully.
Nylen says 'If you could imagine such a silly activity!'
Nylen chuckles politely.
Walker loosens the strings on his dusty boots.
Nylen pauses to take a sip of rum and rolls his eyes.
Walker untucks his baggy pantlegs.
Nylen says 'But eventually these text adventures weren't enough, and he longed to go on an epic adventure of his own!'
peer walker
Nylen peers closely at him, trying to figure him out.
Nylen says 'Obviously he wanted to start with something easy for his first adventure, and he set out from Whitebridge heading north into the Great Forest, intent on slaying Shaidar Haran.'
Walker buys a wooden goblet.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Nylen ambles about the room, acting out the part of a noble young adventurer wandering through the forest.
Nylen pauses.
Nylen says 'Let me know if I'm speaking too fast.'
Alrdwarf shakes his head.
Nylen says 'after a day or two, Nylen came across a clearing by a stream where he thought would make a good spot to make camp.'
Nylen says 'However, the spot was already being occupied by a beautiful young lady at a campfire.'
Nylen says 'What should Nylen do? Should he:'
Walker shakes his head.
Nylen says '1) Wimp out and continue his journey, and let the poor girl be?'
Rhonin gags slightly at the smell wafting from Walker's boots.
Nylen says 'or 2) Should he announce his presence and introduce himself?'
Nylen waits expectantly for a decision.
Rhonin ponders life, the universe, and everything.
Alrdwarf thinks hard.
Walker slips his feet from his boots. The stench is...unbearable.
Someone bellows 'Paying out for scalps of the shadow at An Outer Road.'
Rhonin says 'Of course he would introduce himself.'
Walker smiles happily.
Alrdwarf clambers to his feet.
Nylen taps his fingers absently on his mug.
smil rhonin
Nylen smiles at him.
Walker says 'Introduce himself, obviously.'
Nylen says 'Ogcourse!'
Alrdwarf nods in agreement.
Nylen says 'Of course!'
Rhonin sips from the ale.
Nylen says 'He said "Hello miss, my name is Nylen, and I am a magnificent adventurer! As you can see, I am handsome, smart, brave, sexy..."'
Nylen says 'After introducing himself, the young lady smiled sweetly and welcomed him into her camp, seeing clearly that the adjectives he used were completely true.'
Rhonin snickers softly.
Walker looks at Gretchen.
Gretchen says 'you forgot modest '
Gretchen grins evilly.
Alrdwarf sips from the ale.
Nylen says 'The young lady shook his extended hand and introduced herself saying, "Hello there sir Nylen, my name is..."'
nod gretchen
Nylen nods at her.
Nylen glances about the room, eyes settling on Khahliana.
Nylen says '"my name is Khahliana! and an adventure sounds fun!"'
Khahliana looks around slowly, as if something is hidden in the room.
Nylen says 'She continued "Though I should warn you, I am allergic to flatwort, love blueberry pies, long walks on the beach, and always dreamed of going on an adventure with someone who is handsome, smart, brave, sexy, suave, muscular..."'
Nylen says 'Nylen waved his wand and said "Great! No adventure is any fun without a beautiful female companion! It sounds like you have the exact qualifications I was looking for. Welcome, Khahliana, let us be off!"'
Nylen pauses to take a sip.
Rhonin sips from the ale.
Nylen says 'So after a few days of passionate lovemaking in the forest, they once again headed north.'
Khahliana grins at Nylen.
Nylen coughs loudly.
Khahliana peers closely at Nylen; he should guard his secrets carefully...
Nylen says 'after many days, they found themselves at a Legion of Unity base, where there were other adventurers from all walks of life.'
Nylen says 'They thought maybe it would be wise to find an additional companion to help them, and possibly be expendable for the story, since clearly the main protagonists are not.'
Nylen says 'Now, a decision for the Audience! Should they:'
Nylen says '1) Stay as a smaller, stealthy group?'
Nylen says '2) Try to find a companion to help them out?'
Nylen waits...
Alrdwarf thinks hard.
Khahliana says 'companion!'
Rhonin thinks hard.
clap khahliana
Nylen says 'Of course they should find someone!'
Nylen claps her on the back.
Alrdwarf nods in agreement.
Alrdwarf claps approvingly.
Nylen says 'But no matter how many people they asked, nobody wanted to help on their quest, even though Nylen explained how easy it would be.'
Nylen sighs.
Nylen says 'Finally, in a dirty tent they found a sturdy man who they woke from his hangover, and through his drunken haze agreed to help them. This man's name was...'
Nylen glances around the room again.
Rhonin drinks stout ale from a mug of ale.
Nylen says 'Rhonin!'
Khahliana grins at Nylen.
Alrdwarf stares dreamily at Rhonin.
Rhonin nods in agreement.
Khahliana peers closely at Alrdwarf, trying to figure him out.
Nylen says 'So off again they continued north, Rhonin, Nylen, and Khahliana, however once they reached Kandor, they had another decision to make.'
Walker snickers softly.
Rhonin says 'you sure this is fictional? sounds pretty accurate'
Nylen cackles gleefully.
Khahliana says 'Not so much.'
Nylen says 'Purely fiction I'm afraid.'
Khahliana says 'PUrely fiction!'
Nylen says 'Should they 1) head straight north into the less charted, but possible less populated areas of the blight?'
Josien mutters about something trying to loop them into a master quest.
Rhonin nudges Khahliana suggestively with his elbow.
Nylen says 'or 2) should they head to Fal Dara and head into the blight from there, where they may be more soldiers for protection, but also significantly more trolloc troops to deal with?'
wink khahliana
Nylen winks suggestively at Khahliana.
Rhonin thinks hard.
Khahliana pokes Rhonin in the ribs.
Alrdwarf thinks hard.
Rhonin says 'Straight north. More glory to be found there.'
Nylen says 'Yes! They decided to take the uncharted route, because that's more ADVENTUROUS!'
Rhonin sips from the ale.
Nylen says 'After weeks of travel through the treacherous blight, the oppressive head and stench of rotting flesh/vegetation grew worse each day and seemed to cover our valiant trio like a wet blanket.'
Alrdwarf sips from the ale.
Khahliana gets a strange fruit from a backpack.
Khahliana tastes a little bit of a strange fruit.
Nylen says 'But they persevered, and eventually they could make out the slopes of the cheerily named Mountains of Dhoom in the distance.'
Khahliana sips from the cup.
nod nylen
Nylen nods to himself. Very reassuring.
Nylen says 'BUT!'
Nylen holds up a finger.
Nylen says 'When they crested a ridge, a valley spread out before them, in which were thousands upon thousands of TROLLOC fists, camped haphazardly all over and readying for war!'
Nylen says 'Scary right??'
The Black Fox Tavern
You ease your way into this dark and cool tavern. There were several
conversations going when you entered, but every single person in the room
has now turned and looks appraisingly at you. You don't feel at all
welcome. The barkeep seems in no particular hurry to take your order, and
it's certainly not because he hasn't seen you.
A small sign hangs by the doorway.
[ obvious exits: S ]
A mug has been left here. [5]
A heavy tankard, glinting dully, has been left behind. [6]
A rough-hewn wooden goblet has been set aside here. [5]
Josien Noil {Newbie Helper} is standing here.
A man gambles away his purse.
Gretchen The Crazy Old Cat Lady is standing here.
Alrdwarf of Two Rivers is standing here.
Walker the Saldaean Ranger is standing here.
Khahliana the Elder Sister is standing here.
Rhonin the Lieutenant is standing here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A sullen man is hunched over a tankard, sipping his ale.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Rhonin shakes his head.
Khahliana shivers uncomfortably.
Rhonin says 'Sounds like a normal day in Four Kings.'
Khahliana gestures briefly at Khahliana, who now appears more impressive somehow.
Gretchen says 'opportunity '
Nylen says 'Ah true, Rhonin is brave and intoxicated! Nothing could stop him I bet!'
Alrdwarf sips from the ale.
Nylen says 'However, despite Rhonin's prowess, fighting them outright wasn't an option, but what could they do? Should they:'
Rhonin sips from the ale.
Nylen says '1) Give up and go home? 2) Wait for the troops to move on? Or 3) Do some cartoonish hairbrained scheme to sneak past the trollocs?'
Walker says '3'
Rhonin slowly puffs on his pipe before blowing a series of expanding smoke rings.
Khahliana says '3'
Nylen cackles gleefully.
Gretchen says 'always 3'
Nylen says 'You're a great crowd!'
Nylen says 'So in no time at all, Rhonin comes up with a brilliant plan to disguise themselves as trollocs. However, they are not nearly as big as trollocs, so this would be difficult.'
Rhonin nods in agreement.
Walker nods in agreement.
Walker sips from the goblet.
Walker sips from the goblet.
Rhonin shrugs helplessly.
Nylen says 'Instead, Rhonin covers himself with foliage and gore from a nearby corpse and makes a passable impression of a blighted bush.'
nod rhonin
Nylen nods at him.
Khahliana tastes a little bit of a strange fruit.
Walker pours a tiny bit of wine on his toes, then shivers in ecstasy.
Khahliana sips from the cup.
Nylen says 'Meanwhile, Khahliana mounts Nylen'
Nylen says '...'s shoulders and wraps the two of them with the pelt of a blight bear they had killed for food.'
Rhonin says 'delicious.'
Nylen says 'Now, to a nearsighted trolloc, squinting from a distance, they looked almost exactly like an actual trolloc!'
nod rhonin
Nylen nods at him.
Nylen says 'very much so!'
Nylen says 'Pleased with their plan, they descended into the trolloc camp.'
Khahliana starts fingering the thorns carved into her staff.
Nylen says 'after only a few near misses with some sleeping trollocs and a frisky, amorous trolloc guard, they made it safely through the camp to the gates of Thakan'dar.'
Khahliana tastes a little bit of a strange fruit.
Nylen says 'Though it was night, the gates were locked!'
Nylen says 'At the closed gates, and a trolloc on the other side smelled them and yelled out "SakRj PrYnGMtr!"'
Nylen says 'Not knowing any trolloc speech, Nylen yelled back what he thought sounded like a call to open the gates "argle bargle!"'
Rhonin snickers softly.
Nylen says 'Unfortunately, this is trolloc speech for something implying the promiscuity of the guard's sister.'
Nylen shivers uncomfortably.
Khahliana grins at Nylen.
Nylen says 'And so the trolloc charged out of the gate in a rage!'
Nylen says 'and in less time than it would take to read the entire collected and annotated works of Jagana Sedai of the Brown Ajah, scholar of ancient Cairhienen grammar, the beast was slain.'
Khahliana tastes a little bit of a strange fruit.
Rhonin sips from the ale.
Nylen says 'They then were able to slip through the open gates undetected and made their way to the pit of DOOM!'
Khahliana says 'so it took quite a while then'
Nylen shivers again from an unseen breeze.
nod khahliana
Nylen nods at her.
Nylen says 'You know how Brown Sedais are...'
Rhonin says 'It's hard to fight while pretending to be a bush.'
Alrdwarf buys a chunk of cheese.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
nod rhonin
Nylen nods at him.
Khahliana grins at Rhonin.
Alrdwarf eats a chunk of cheese.
Nylen says 'Luckily for them, they burst into the room, surprising Shaidar Haran as he was having a pretend tea party with his Mangler and Razhak action figures (with real poison swirling action).'
Khahliana buys a chunk of cheese.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Khahliana tastes a little bit of a chunk of cheese.
Walker buys a chunk of cheese.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Walker eats a chunk of cheese.
Walker buys a chunk of cheese.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Walker eats a chunk of cheese.
Nylen says 'Action figures are available for purchase after the show.'
Walker buys a chunk of cheese.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Walker eats a chunk of cheese.
Walker drops a wooden goblet.
Khahliana giggles.
Walker buys a basted turkey leg.
A bartender puts some coins in a small purse.
Walker eats a basted turkey leg.
Nylen says 'There, Rhonin charged into mortal combat with Shaidar Haran as our plucky hero bravely shouted encouragement from behind Khahliana.'
Rhonin snickers softly.
Rhonin sips from the ale.
clap rhonin
Nylen claps him on the back.
Nylen says 'Once Shaidar Haran lay slain, they rushed out of Thakan'dar and made their way south through the blight to Fal Dara.'
Rhonin says 'sounds more and more accurate as we go'
Nylen says 'Weeks later they emerged from the blight, covered in blood and gore, yet victorious!'
Nylen cackles gleefully.
Khahliana tastes a little bit of a chunk of cheese.
Nylen says 'They rode up to the gates of Fal Dara, and they proudly displayed the trophies from their adventure to admiring citizens...'
Nylen says 'Rhonin with five notches on his sword for trolloc kills he had claimed...'
Nylen says 'Nylen, with his own SIX notches on his spear's haft...'
Nylen says 'and Khahliana, with her belt adorned with dozens of trolloc skulls, and a backpack buldging with more of the same.'
Josien disappears into the void.
Josien has returned.
Nylen says 'Once inside, they were celebrated as heroes just like in Nylen's stories of old, and the feasting went on for many nights.'
Khahliana tastes a little bit of a chunk of cheese.
Rhonin thinks hard.
Nylen says 'to this day, Gleemen still speak of Nylen's bravery, Rhonin's ferocity, and Khahliana's promiscuity in reverent tones throughout the taverns of the land!'
Rhonin nods in agreement.
Nylen gazes solemnly into his mug saying 'and so ends the story of Nylen the Magnificent!'
Nylen flourishes grandly.
Nylen bows deeply.
Rhonin says 'this must be a true story'
Khahliana says 'Hardly!'
Rhonin grins evilly.