Arkayan

& I percieve you as one of the most deep & thought provoking men i have ever met. I now see that you are not a con man so I will gladly purchase a blue ribbon from you if I may. Says Seran as he fumbles around in his pocket looking for his coin pouch.

How do I know this is not trickery? Sorry for my rudeness sir but in my experience you can never be to sure, Please try the blue thread? Says Seran as he leans over the table for a closer look at the threads.

None for me thanking you kindly anyway, what happens to me happens to me & i will let no chemical determine my fate. But I am interested, tell me more of this process, Says Seran as he snaps his fingers at a bar tender & points to Shadzon. The bar tender brings him some rum & Seran bekons him to continue.

The night was dark & stormy my friends. The lycan was lewered & the trap was set. Brave Fode was to be the Lycan's bait. All was quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the soft padding of large feet. We waited for some time, before the padding faded into the night & the sound of the scratching could be heard inside this very tavern. The sound travelled up the stairs & into one of the rooms overlooking the alleys behind where brave Fode the Gory lay drunk. The sound of speech could be heared & then the sound of a powerful force sprinting through the tavern. The row was defening my friends & many a screech emerged from the tavern. I ran out into the streets of this fair town to see the Lycan run past the guards at top flight into the night, never to be seen again. Later i found that this very woman had warded the Lycan away. To tell you the truth I was enfuriated. However I now come to the realisation that I am no better than this Lycan myself, we both kill to survive my killing just carries the label of employment rather than monsterism. So I ask you friends, do not judge this women for her actions, stop & think a moment about how many mens lives you have taken & then tell me are we no better than monsters ourselves. Seran says as he points out the fallen Imperial soldiers & barmen laying on the ground & out on the street.

Seran tells the tale of mystery & intrigue to his new found friend. He explains the hunt in the finest detail & fairly soon a large group patrons crowd around the table to listen to the story. Seran has them all on the edge of their seat & just before he reaches the climax to the story he stops mid sentence & says, I will not say anymore till I have had a drink!

Thankyou, Says Seran as his attention turns to Armiena. Ah the woman who befriended a Lycan, how are you?

Seran stirs & mops his bloody brow. He tries to get up but he does not have the strength. Some assistance if you please someone?

Seran raises his head. His vision swims back into existance after he rubs his blood shot eyes. Feeling somewhat revitalised after his rest Seran grabs his lute & goes over to the table in which Armiena & an elf he had not seen in these parts before were seated. About three quarters of the way into the long treck 'A long trek for a drunk that is" Seran stumbles & knock his head on one of the seats. He collapses unconcious to the floor.

Seran drops off to sleep. His head slumps onto the table in which he is sitting & he dreams of mystery & adventure. He wakes only temporarily to sip his wine before dropping off into a booze enduced sleep.

Seran walks over to the fire place & wispers in Armien's ear, All is forgotten, He then beckons Tilindra to join in the sad song...

Seran winks at her as if to say "Cheer Up" before striding over to the bar. He buys a cup of Matze & a cup of wine for himself, before returning to the table. So tell me where did you learn to sing like that?

Seran looks out at the crowd of barfighters with a glum look on his face. He turns over to Tilindra & says, Well it seems their do busy brawling to listen to our music. Still that doesnt stop us from having a drink does it? What are you having?

Seran ceases to play, & you would do good not to interup our music with violence & noise, O Knight of the Imperial Legion! Seran shouts with an angry look on his face.

Yes we shall! The two musicians begin to play a different song this time, one of adventure, intrigue & mystery. As Seran plays he notices Armiena. What do we have here? Seran wispers to himself,

My name is Seran Ue, Says Seran with a smile on his face, I have not heard such a heavenly voice in some years.