The Tea Room, Mk. IV

[Wybren]

Well at any rate Ace it is a fine key, did you craft it yourself?

[mirinda]

Really? Cool Karn.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

*Karn nods* Thousands of years ago. I'm surprised it hasn't rusted away yet......I didn't place any enchantments or anything on it.

[Wybren]

*Returns the athame to her person*

A fine sword indeed Karn.

I brought some cakes if anyone wants some, and some scumble but that is only for the brave.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

I'll try the bravery thing, then, please.




*Karn hefts the sword into the air, turning and swining it softly. It whistles slightly*

I always wanted to place a consciousness spell on this thing.......but I'd need a skull to do it........

[mirinda]

Scumble?


A skull? Ewww....

[The Ace]

It's only threadstuff, Wyb, more for effect than anything else. I'll have to have a talk with Lenny, maybe put a side room off this place. He's getting big enough not to need constant watching and he really should be interacting a bit more, the diresters don't really count.

[Wybren]

Hey nothing wrong with effect Ace.

Scumble...er its a drink... Made with apples..

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

Yeah, I'd need a skull for the spell and I can't find one anywhere......

[mirinda]

oh....that kind of drink............I'll steer clear...


Oh can't imagine why not.

[The Ace]

have you tried all the cupboards, Karn ? It's amazing what you can find.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

I'm game for some, Wy.






I should be able to find a small elf skull or something somewhere........

[mirinda]

In here I can only imagine Ace.

[Karn Maeshalanadae]

*starts rummaging through the cupboards* Ah! The perfect size! A nice little elven skull, that should do. *He binds the skull to the sword's hilt and starts the spell. The blade of the sword turns white, the hilt turning black*


@What happened to me? Who're all you guys?@

[mirinda]

oh great a talking sword......