Chavie
05-24-2006, 05:20 PM
((at least i only deleted the fake words))
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Chavie looked out over the crowd assembled at Brill's town hall. So many Grims had come! She hadn't been sure how a story-telling party would go--this was The Grim, peace through annihilation and all that--but apparently they truly were a guild with peace in its sights, not too busy killing Alliance and other threats to have some grog and tell stories. Even Abric was here.
She grinned to herself; she would definitely open the next Storytime to the rest of the Horde.
Guduk and Syreena offered food and drink to those who had arrived. Chavie had promised not to start until Xoscyl arrived, and the orc was late. So Chavie stood at the podium and gave instructions on who to talk to for refreshments, and asked who wanted to go first when Xoscyl arrived.
Drosh, one of Te Chil Ren--not a Grim, yet--whispered to Chavie that she had a song to sing, but didn't want to go first. She looked nervous! Abric said he had a story--!!--but didn't feel it was appropriate for starting.
"Wa Yit has a sto ri," Chavie joked. She picked up her kitten and held him in the air above the podium. "Mi ao mi ao!" He squirmed and she let him down.
Finally Xoscyl arrived, and seated herself with her husband-person Taegol. The two orc hunters made such a cute couple!
And it was time to begin. Chavie went first.
She told a fairy tale, inspired by an image she'd had of an all-white fairy singing a certain song that kept playing itself in Chavie's head. In the tale, the fairy princess's name was Snow Wing, and she had the most beautiful voice in all the world. But one day while she was out flying and singing to the Earth Mother, a human caught her, and caged her, and forced her to sing for him. If she didn't sing, he would starve her. This went on for a very long time, until one day he left the door to her cage unlocked and she escaped. But after being in the cage so long, her wings didn't work anymore, and she had to run all the way back to Fairy Land. When she got to her father's fortress, she called up and begged to be let in. But her father was disgusted with her, because she was dirty and her wings were torn from her run back, and called her a disgrace. He sent his soldiers to chase her away, and she never went back. And sometimes when the snow is on the ground, and the wind is calm, you can hear Snow Wing singing the saddest song in the world.
It was just a little girl's story, but enough people seemed to like and react to it. Chavie was surprised to see that while she had been in her storytelling trance, the whole hall had filled up with Grims!
Next Chavie called up Drosh, her Sis Ter--not by blood, but by being one of Te Chil Ren--and Drosh sang a song about a dream she had, where she put on a gnome suit (head as a hat, hands as gloves) and visited Stormwind.
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People were clapping to the beat and giggling. It was a funny song!
Next was Abric, who said that his tale was going to be weird after such a silly song. He told a... story... about... um... Chavie couldn't remember, it had to do with humans fighting other humans, long ago when the orcs were demon-mad. Chavie had some grog so her brain was fuzzy on the details.
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When he was done, Chavie got up and said, "Ten ku, Ab Rik, dat was ve ri his to ri kal!"
Xoscyl was next. She recited a bit of poetry her grandfather had written, called Promise--a poem of vengeance and hate. Chavie sat with Syreena and Drosh, two of Te Chil Ren that were there that night. It was nice, sitting between her Sis Ters, listening to another family's poetry.
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Lucrena, a very sweet Grim mage who was under a curse that made her mute, had passed Chavie a note saying she wanted to tell a story. So after Xoscyl's poem, Lucrena stood up in her chair.
"AAAAAGGHHHH," Lucrena said, struggling to speak. "AAAARRGGGGHH." She sobbed a little. "AAAAAAGGGHHH..." A few people stifled some chuckles. Chavie went over and gave Lucrena a hug; it was a very brave, very sad thing she had done.
A strange voice whispered to Chavie, through her hearthstone: "Hey! I hear you're having a storytelling thing. Can I tell one? I'm Licidion--I used to be a Grim." Chavie responded that sure, he was welcome to come. She put him down for after Zxon, hardly giving it a second thought.
Then Zxon, Lucrena's husband, went up. There was some confusion with Lascivious getting up to tell a story even though she wasn't on The List. Chavie reprimanded the officer but Lascivious either didn't understand wor sa fa chal or pretended not to. Eventually Lascivious sat down and Zxon told a joke.
"As some of you may know," he began, "I'm trying to regain my sense of humor. I heard a joke that might be funny..." He told a long joke about a duck that walks into a bar and asks for grapes. Some people got impatient waiting for the punch line, but when it came many Grims laughed. ("You got any nails?" Hee hee!)
Chavie went back up to the podium and consulted her list. The guy named Licidion was next. "Li Si Di On?" She called, looking over the crowd. "Is yor tun... ar yu hir yet?"
Some Grims narrowed their eyes and looked at each other. Abric went "hm" like he does. Chavie disregarded it and said, "O ke... Gu Duk!"
Guduk, the Tauren who had been drinking more grog than he had been giving out, stumbled up to the podium. He had said at the beginning of the party that he didn't have any happy stories, but now that he was drunk he had a story to tell. It was about a great Tauren shaman who had a pesky little brother that always wanted to tag along. Finally the mighty Tauren let his little brother come along on a trip, but they were attacked and the little brother barely escaped with his life, while his older brother fought valiantly to let him flee. No one knows what happened to the mighty Tauren shaman, but it's said that his shade still protects travellers on that path. Guduk cried while telling this; Chavie suspected it was a very personal story. Maybe he was the little brother?
During it Chavie sat with Vuudu and Drosh. If only Syreena were there, it would be all the girl Chil Ren on one bench! Chavie held her valentine's lovely blue hand.
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When Guduk was done, Chavie went up and called for Licidion again. This time he showed himself, stepping from the shadows. He was a kind of mangy undead rogue. And people didn't seem happy to see him... Chavie whispered to Vuudu and asked what was wrong. Vuudu replied that Licidion was highly unpredictable.
He went up and stood on the podium. Sensing the tension in the room, Chavie didn't sit back down with Drosh and Vuudu. She kept an eye on Licidion, fascinated.
"Before I start," said Licidion, "why don't you give a hand for Sevren here for letting us use this big ol' hall?" A few people clapped. "No, really, give him a hand--I just took his off." He cackled and showed the magistrate's hand.
Magistrate Sevren looked constipated but other than that was acting like nothing was wrong. Chavie flashed a heal to him--a spell much stronger than the weak magistrate needed, but it took care of the wound.
Du na ru in ma par ti, Chavie thought at Licidion. She took a seat next to Abric on the front bench, watching Licidion closely.
He told a limerick about slitting someone's throat in Goldshire and then kept talking about nothing in particular. The bell tolled, and several people jumped at the noise. So many people were on edge... Abric went "hm" again.
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It was supposed to be Taegol's turn next. Chavie went up to the podium and complimented Licidion on his limerick, and asked him to get down. "Is Te Gol's tun."
"What's that?" Licidion taunted. "Blah blah blah blah."
He noticed Abric and called out something about unfinished business. Abric said this wasn't the time or place, and walked out.
Chavie tried talking in normal Orcish. "Please - sit - down - sir." He ignored her, calling after Abric. First he mocked her holy language, then he ignored her attempt to communicate in a way he'd understand? Chavie was more than annoyed.
Eventually Licidion got down. Relieved, but still tense, Chavie cheerfully called Taegol up. The orc hunter hesitated, looking from Chavie to Licidion. He seemed to be thinking, "You expect me to tell a story with this chaos going on?"But he came up, bravely, to tell his story.
Licidion began taunting the people gathered. A lot of Grims were just ignoring him now, trying to concentrate on Taegol's story.
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Chavie watched Vuudu follow Licidion out the door, to the foyer. At first Chavie thought she should go with, but decided her love could take care of herself. Besides, she wasn't going to let some stupid-crazy ex-Grim ruin her story night. Until she heard Vuudu hiss, "Don't you touch me." Chavie ran out to be there in case it came to blows and Vuudu needed healing.
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"You are not worthy to say her name," Licidion growled, radiating anger.
Vuudu leaned over and whispered in Licidion's ear. "Snow.. fea... ther."
Enraged, Licidion lashed out at Vuudu; this time Chavie slapped his hand away. "Go a we!" she ordered, pointing to the door. In the background, Chavie could hear people reacting to Taegol's tale.
"You killed her," said Licidion, snarling. He didn't back down.
"Her death was of her own devices," said Vuudu. Then she belittled Licidion, calling him weak, saying that he was unworthy of this Snowfeather person... that she never should have helped him.
He finally left, promising that this wouldn't be the end, and Chavie and Vuudu went back into the main hall.
Taegol had finished his story. Chavie realized with a pang of regret and guilt that she hadn't heard a word of it. But others were calling for more.
"Was a nas sto ri, Te Gol!" said Chavie enthusiastically. Somewhere Licidion started yelling about Snowfeather again.
"E ni wan els haf a sto ri?" Chavie asked hopefully, scanning the room, ignoring Licidion. Vuudu volunteered.
"I will tell a story about the death of Licidion," she said, and walked up to the podium.
Outside Jabiba, one of the newer Grims, challenged Licidion. Chavie could dimly hear them fighting. But Jabiba wasn't that strong... Zxon went out to take care of it.
And Vuudu told about Licidion's disappearance from The Grim months ago, how his voice could be heard sometimes over the hearthstone, and how Vuudu decided--though she was still just a Corrupted One--to answer Licidion and ask where he was. It was an odd jumble of juxtapositions: Vuudu telling this story in a calm voice--Garrun, a new Tauren to the guild, covering passed-out Guduk with his own cloak--Zxon and Licidion fighting outside... Jabiba yelling in a language Chavie didn't understand...
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Apparently Licidion had been held captive by the RAS. Vuudu conspired with Maledictus and Snowfeather to bring him back.
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Chavie glanced at Syreena, who fondled the amulet around her neck and smiled at Chavie. They needed to remember that the RAS were not people who took kindly to being tricked, and that they only helped people who could help them further their own agenda. Those amulets they had given to Chavie, to give to her Sis Ters, might not be what they seemed.
In the middle of Vuudu's story, Licidion reappeared. "I hope you're enjoying story-time," he said. "With one of your own dying out front." He vanished. Taegol got up and went out, presumably to check on what Licidion had claimed.
"You will say anything to avoid dis embarrassment, won't you, Licidion?" Vuudu said. She continued her story about how Licidion had agreed to be a plague carrier... how he had been the RAS' original Rat, before the Rat King on Alcaz Island. And how The Grim had nonetheless spirited him away from the RAS and purged the plague from his body and mind. But after that, Vuudu said, she wasn't sure what happened... Licidion became more and more mad, and then vanished from the guild.
"Now you know why we watch him closely when he appears. He has proven himself arrogant, and reckless. He killed Grim for more power. And while we thought he was a pawn, he was not. He was a pawn, and he enjoyed being such."
"Is dat wa hi is na ta Gim e ni mor?" Chavie asked.
"Yes Chavie."
Rather than tense, the prevelant feeling in the hall was... grimness.
"Dere is not much more to tell," Vuudu wrapped up. "Except one lesson. For my actions, Maledictus made me a Wrathmonger." No longer a Grim intiate, but one of the full-fledged members. "I earned my place as a Grim dat day... but I saved one who perhaps should have been left to die. I wish dere was a better moal to dis story... but if der is, I haven't found it. De end."
"Ten ku, Vu Du," said Chavie, standing. "A tin wi ni ded tu hir dat." The newer Grims expressed their agreement. Drosh had to leave at this point; Chavie hugged her little Sis Ter goodbye before going back to the podium.
Chavie stood behind the podium and looked over the crowd, those who were still there. Bumboclot--no, Bumbo'Jin, he was Big Killer of his tribe now--was there, but he didn't want to tell a story. He was just stopping by. Chavie spotted Ela'Jinn--where had he been?--and called him up. "E La Jin! Yu wan tu tel a sto ri?" He was always entertaining!
"He does," Lilliana spoke up, pointing at him. Was that a mischevious twinkle in her eye?
"An wer yu go?" Chavie asked Ela-Jinn. "Yu mis sum tin ek sa tin!"
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So Ela'Jinn went up to tell a story, and Chavie took a seat on the bench by Vuudu and Syreena, three Sis Ters in a row. Chavie had an idea and urged Ela'Jinn to sing instead--she had heard he was a singer but had never heard him sing! He agreed.
"If he sings bad, can I hit him with a snowball?" Syreena asked Chavie. Chavie nodded and they grinned at each other.
Ela'Jinn worked the crowd, getting a lot of people on their feet and dancing.
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As everyone was dancing and getting "groovy", Elajinn started to sing...
"Ring... ring-ring... ring ring... BANANA PHONE! doop doopa doop a doop!"
Many Grims blinked in confusion, while others continued dancing.
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Chavie was confused, but she thanked Ela'Jinn and went back up to the podium. "Was a fun son!" She grinned. "But... wat is a fon?"
"It's your 'stone, pup!" said one of the triplets. Chavie really couldn't tell them apart yet... Maybe they should wear nametags...
And then that was it. No one else wanted to tell any stories, so people started leaving. Chavie thanked everyone for coming, then noticed Lucrena jumping up and down in front of Zxon. The mute mage seemed frustrated or upset... But then Zxon started jumping up and down with his wife. Chavie went over to jump with them, and then the triplets started jumping around, too! Soon almost everyone was jumping up and down and all around!
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Then people really had to go, and continued leaving to battle or quest and stuff.
"Tanks for putting dis together der Chavie," said Zeelina, the troll hunter who had given Chavie Wa Yit the kitten."It's nice when we get together for stuff like dis."
Soon only a few Grims were left hanging out in the town hall. Chavie got up on the podium and began dancing, happy that her event had been so... eventful. Suddenly, a shower of petals appeared over Chavie's head, drifting down like soft pink snow...
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Vuudu teased the triplets about who was cuter, which started them bickering.
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And those still there lingered, dancing and flirting and walking through a carpet of pink petals, as Storytime came to an end and Killing Time began once again.
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Chavie looked out over the crowd assembled at Brill's town hall. So many Grims had come! She hadn't been sure how a story-telling party would go--this was The Grim, peace through annihilation and all that--but apparently they truly were a guild with peace in its sights, not too busy killing Alliance and other threats to have some grog and tell stories. Even Abric was here.
She grinned to herself; she would definitely open the next Storytime to the rest of the Horde.
Guduk and Syreena offered food and drink to those who had arrived. Chavie had promised not to start until Xoscyl arrived, and the orc was late. So Chavie stood at the podium and gave instructions on who to talk to for refreshments, and asked who wanted to go first when Xoscyl arrived.
Drosh, one of Te Chil Ren--not a Grim, yet--whispered to Chavie that she had a song to sing, but didn't want to go first. She looked nervous! Abric said he had a story--!!--but didn't feel it was appropriate for starting.
"Wa Yit has a sto ri," Chavie joked. She picked up her kitten and held him in the air above the podium. "Mi ao mi ao!" He squirmed and she let him down.
Finally Xoscyl arrived, and seated herself with her husband-person Taegol. The two orc hunters made such a cute couple!
And it was time to begin. Chavie went first.
She told a fairy tale, inspired by an image she'd had of an all-white fairy singing a certain song that kept playing itself in Chavie's head. In the tale, the fairy princess's name was Snow Wing, and she had the most beautiful voice in all the world. But one day while she was out flying and singing to the Earth Mother, a human caught her, and caged her, and forced her to sing for him. If she didn't sing, he would starve her. This went on for a very long time, until one day he left the door to her cage unlocked and she escaped. But after being in the cage so long, her wings didn't work anymore, and she had to run all the way back to Fairy Land. When she got to her father's fortress, she called up and begged to be let in. But her father was disgusted with her, because she was dirty and her wings were torn from her run back, and called her a disgrace. He sent his soldiers to chase her away, and she never went back. And sometimes when the snow is on the ground, and the wind is calm, you can hear Snow Wing singing the saddest song in the world.
It was just a little girl's story, but enough people seemed to like and react to it. Chavie was surprised to see that while she had been in her storytelling trance, the whole hall had filled up with Grims!
Next Chavie called up Drosh, her Sis Ter--not by blood, but by being one of Te Chil Ren--and Drosh sang a song about a dream she had, where she put on a gnome suit (head as a hat, hands as gloves) and visited Stormwind.
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People were clapping to the beat and giggling. It was a funny song!
Next was Abric, who said that his tale was going to be weird after such a silly song. He told a... story... about... um... Chavie couldn't remember, it had to do with humans fighting other humans, long ago when the orcs were demon-mad. Chavie had some grog so her brain was fuzzy on the details.
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When he was done, Chavie got up and said, "Ten ku, Ab Rik, dat was ve ri his to ri kal!"
Xoscyl was next. She recited a bit of poetry her grandfather had written, called Promise--a poem of vengeance and hate. Chavie sat with Syreena and Drosh, two of Te Chil Ren that were there that night. It was nice, sitting between her Sis Ters, listening to another family's poetry.
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Lucrena, a very sweet Grim mage who was under a curse that made her mute, had passed Chavie a note saying she wanted to tell a story. So after Xoscyl's poem, Lucrena stood up in her chair.
"AAAAAGGHHHH," Lucrena said, struggling to speak. "AAAARRGGGGHH." She sobbed a little. "AAAAAAGGGHHH..." A few people stifled some chuckles. Chavie went over and gave Lucrena a hug; it was a very brave, very sad thing she had done.
A strange voice whispered to Chavie, through her hearthstone: "Hey! I hear you're having a storytelling thing. Can I tell one? I'm Licidion--I used to be a Grim." Chavie responded that sure, he was welcome to come. She put him down for after Zxon, hardly giving it a second thought.
Then Zxon, Lucrena's husband, went up. There was some confusion with Lascivious getting up to tell a story even though she wasn't on The List. Chavie reprimanded the officer but Lascivious either didn't understand wor sa fa chal or pretended not to. Eventually Lascivious sat down and Zxon told a joke.
"As some of you may know," he began, "I'm trying to regain my sense of humor. I heard a joke that might be funny..." He told a long joke about a duck that walks into a bar and asks for grapes. Some people got impatient waiting for the punch line, but when it came many Grims laughed. ("You got any nails?" Hee hee!)
Chavie went back up to the podium and consulted her list. The guy named Licidion was next. "Li Si Di On?" She called, looking over the crowd. "Is yor tun... ar yu hir yet?"
Some Grims narrowed their eyes and looked at each other. Abric went "hm" like he does. Chavie disregarded it and said, "O ke... Gu Duk!"
Guduk, the Tauren who had been drinking more grog than he had been giving out, stumbled up to the podium. He had said at the beginning of the party that he didn't have any happy stories, but now that he was drunk he had a story to tell. It was about a great Tauren shaman who had a pesky little brother that always wanted to tag along. Finally the mighty Tauren let his little brother come along on a trip, but they were attacked and the little brother barely escaped with his life, while his older brother fought valiantly to let him flee. No one knows what happened to the mighty Tauren shaman, but it's said that his shade still protects travellers on that path. Guduk cried while telling this; Chavie suspected it was a very personal story. Maybe he was the little brother?
During it Chavie sat with Vuudu and Drosh. If only Syreena were there, it would be all the girl Chil Ren on one bench! Chavie held her valentine's lovely blue hand.
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When Guduk was done, Chavie went up and called for Licidion again. This time he showed himself, stepping from the shadows. He was a kind of mangy undead rogue. And people didn't seem happy to see him... Chavie whispered to Vuudu and asked what was wrong. Vuudu replied that Licidion was highly unpredictable.
He went up and stood on the podium. Sensing the tension in the room, Chavie didn't sit back down with Drosh and Vuudu. She kept an eye on Licidion, fascinated.
"Before I start," said Licidion, "why don't you give a hand for Sevren here for letting us use this big ol' hall?" A few people clapped. "No, really, give him a hand--I just took his off." He cackled and showed the magistrate's hand.
Magistrate Sevren looked constipated but other than that was acting like nothing was wrong. Chavie flashed a heal to him--a spell much stronger than the weak magistrate needed, but it took care of the wound.
Du na ru in ma par ti, Chavie thought at Licidion. She took a seat next to Abric on the front bench, watching Licidion closely.
He told a limerick about slitting someone's throat in Goldshire and then kept talking about nothing in particular. The bell tolled, and several people jumped at the noise. So many people were on edge... Abric went "hm" again.
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It was supposed to be Taegol's turn next. Chavie went up to the podium and complimented Licidion on his limerick, and asked him to get down. "Is Te Gol's tun."
"What's that?" Licidion taunted. "Blah blah blah blah."
He noticed Abric and called out something about unfinished business. Abric said this wasn't the time or place, and walked out.
Chavie tried talking in normal Orcish. "Please - sit - down - sir." He ignored her, calling after Abric. First he mocked her holy language, then he ignored her attempt to communicate in a way he'd understand? Chavie was more than annoyed.
Eventually Licidion got down. Relieved, but still tense, Chavie cheerfully called Taegol up. The orc hunter hesitated, looking from Chavie to Licidion. He seemed to be thinking, "You expect me to tell a story with this chaos going on?"But he came up, bravely, to tell his story.
Licidion began taunting the people gathered. A lot of Grims were just ignoring him now, trying to concentrate on Taegol's story.
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Chavie watched Vuudu follow Licidion out the door, to the foyer. At first Chavie thought she should go with, but decided her love could take care of herself. Besides, she wasn't going to let some stupid-crazy ex-Grim ruin her story night. Until she heard Vuudu hiss, "Don't you touch me." Chavie ran out to be there in case it came to blows and Vuudu needed healing.
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"You are not worthy to say her name," Licidion growled, radiating anger.
Vuudu leaned over and whispered in Licidion's ear. "Snow.. fea... ther."
Enraged, Licidion lashed out at Vuudu; this time Chavie slapped his hand away. "Go a we!" she ordered, pointing to the door. In the background, Chavie could hear people reacting to Taegol's tale.
"You killed her," said Licidion, snarling. He didn't back down.
"Her death was of her own devices," said Vuudu. Then she belittled Licidion, calling him weak, saying that he was unworthy of this Snowfeather person... that she never should have helped him.
He finally left, promising that this wouldn't be the end, and Chavie and Vuudu went back into the main hall.
Taegol had finished his story. Chavie realized with a pang of regret and guilt that she hadn't heard a word of it. But others were calling for more.
"Was a nas sto ri, Te Gol!" said Chavie enthusiastically. Somewhere Licidion started yelling about Snowfeather again.
"E ni wan els haf a sto ri?" Chavie asked hopefully, scanning the room, ignoring Licidion. Vuudu volunteered.
"I will tell a story about the death of Licidion," she said, and walked up to the podium.
Outside Jabiba, one of the newer Grims, challenged Licidion. Chavie could dimly hear them fighting. But Jabiba wasn't that strong... Zxon went out to take care of it.
And Vuudu told about Licidion's disappearance from The Grim months ago, how his voice could be heard sometimes over the hearthstone, and how Vuudu decided--though she was still just a Corrupted One--to answer Licidion and ask where he was. It was an odd jumble of juxtapositions: Vuudu telling this story in a calm voice--Garrun, a new Tauren to the guild, covering passed-out Guduk with his own cloak--Zxon and Licidion fighting outside... Jabiba yelling in a language Chavie didn't understand...
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Apparently Licidion had been held captive by the RAS. Vuudu conspired with Maledictus and Snowfeather to bring him back.
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Chavie glanced at Syreena, who fondled the amulet around her neck and smiled at Chavie. They needed to remember that the RAS were not people who took kindly to being tricked, and that they only helped people who could help them further their own agenda. Those amulets they had given to Chavie, to give to her Sis Ters, might not be what they seemed.
In the middle of Vuudu's story, Licidion reappeared. "I hope you're enjoying story-time," he said. "With one of your own dying out front." He vanished. Taegol got up and went out, presumably to check on what Licidion had claimed.
"You will say anything to avoid dis embarrassment, won't you, Licidion?" Vuudu said. She continued her story about how Licidion had agreed to be a plague carrier... how he had been the RAS' original Rat, before the Rat King on Alcaz Island. And how The Grim had nonetheless spirited him away from the RAS and purged the plague from his body and mind. But after that, Vuudu said, she wasn't sure what happened... Licidion became more and more mad, and then vanished from the guild.
"Now you know why we watch him closely when he appears. He has proven himself arrogant, and reckless. He killed Grim for more power. And while we thought he was a pawn, he was not. He was a pawn, and he enjoyed being such."
"Is dat wa hi is na ta Gim e ni mor?" Chavie asked.
"Yes Chavie."
Rather than tense, the prevelant feeling in the hall was... grimness.
"Dere is not much more to tell," Vuudu wrapped up. "Except one lesson. For my actions, Maledictus made me a Wrathmonger." No longer a Grim intiate, but one of the full-fledged members. "I earned my place as a Grim dat day... but I saved one who perhaps should have been left to die. I wish dere was a better moal to dis story... but if der is, I haven't found it. De end."
"Ten ku, Vu Du," said Chavie, standing. "A tin wi ni ded tu hir dat." The newer Grims expressed their agreement. Drosh had to leave at this point; Chavie hugged her little Sis Ter goodbye before going back to the podium.
Chavie stood behind the podium and looked over the crowd, those who were still there. Bumboclot--no, Bumbo'Jin, he was Big Killer of his tribe now--was there, but he didn't want to tell a story. He was just stopping by. Chavie spotted Ela'Jinn--where had he been?--and called him up. "E La Jin! Yu wan tu tel a sto ri?" He was always entertaining!
"He does," Lilliana spoke up, pointing at him. Was that a mischevious twinkle in her eye?
"An wer yu go?" Chavie asked Ela-Jinn. "Yu mis sum tin ek sa tin!"
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So Ela'Jinn went up to tell a story, and Chavie took a seat on the bench by Vuudu and Syreena, three Sis Ters in a row. Chavie had an idea and urged Ela'Jinn to sing instead--she had heard he was a singer but had never heard him sing! He agreed.
"If he sings bad, can I hit him with a snowball?" Syreena asked Chavie. Chavie nodded and they grinned at each other.
Ela'Jinn worked the crowd, getting a lot of people on their feet and dancing.
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As everyone was dancing and getting "groovy", Elajinn started to sing...
"Ring... ring-ring... ring ring... BANANA PHONE! doop doopa doop a doop!"
Many Grims blinked in confusion, while others continued dancing.
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Chavie was confused, but she thanked Ela'Jinn and went back up to the podium. "Was a fun son!" She grinned. "But... wat is a fon?"
"It's your 'stone, pup!" said one of the triplets. Chavie really couldn't tell them apart yet... Maybe they should wear nametags...
And then that was it. No one else wanted to tell any stories, so people started leaving. Chavie thanked everyone for coming, then noticed Lucrena jumping up and down in front of Zxon. The mute mage seemed frustrated or upset... But then Zxon started jumping up and down with his wife. Chavie went over to jump with them, and then the triplets started jumping around, too! Soon almost everyone was jumping up and down and all around!
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Then people really had to go, and continued leaving to battle or quest and stuff.
"Tanks for putting dis together der Chavie," said Zeelina, the troll hunter who had given Chavie Wa Yit the kitten."It's nice when we get together for stuff like dis."
Soon only a few Grims were left hanging out in the town hall. Chavie got up on the podium and began dancing, happy that her event had been so... eventful. Suddenly, a shower of petals appeared over Chavie's head, drifting down like soft pink snow...
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Vuudu teased the triplets about who was cuter, which started them bickering.
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And those still there lingered, dancing and flirting and walking through a carpet of pink petals, as Storytime came to an end and Killing Time began once again.