My apologies, Mortals.. I was detained far off in the snowbound town of Wintermoor, attending a Knighting. Hand me a vial of blood, Thradia.. the restraint was tiring and I hunger.

Giving Spyderbite a dirty look, she rummages behind the bar and pulls out two vials. Inspecting them both, she throws one into the trash barrel, and hands the other to Spyderbite.

That one was a bit watery. You've been gone for too long. I can not keep blood fresh for that long!

Eowyna gives Maddux a long stare. "Llie bethae naa ar, a'maelamin. Leha llie uum n'tul nae amin. Amin dur tanya llie uum n' hinual su llie corm." And she turns away.

"Thank you, Thradia, I will have another glass of your fine wine. But the odor of scorched dwarf is a little overpowering, don't you think?"

*glances warily at the vampire, and moves slightly away*

Sitting in her little area by the fireplace, Prizim sits and watches all the goings on. Poor Jomo singed half his hair off from sitting to close on the other side of the fireplace... At first the site of Spyderbite drinking the blood made her a bit nauseous, but she quickly realized there really wasn't much difference between drinking the blood and eating the meat... but yet she pulls her robe up around her neck just a little tighter slinks back further into the shadows in hopes of not being too noticed.

Jomo stirs .......

"What's that smell?"
*looks round the room with a searching stare*
"OH!......it's me.....LOL....sitting too near the fire again"

He walks over to Thradia and asks for a room with a soft bed and bath.

*points towards the stairs*

There are a few rooms up there. Choose whatever one you like, just stay out of the one with the large door at the end of the hall. That one is mine.

woody hurries in. looks around and says my I join you. And to flutters sends msg.miss you get back as soon as you feel up to it

Thanks Thradia...

I'll take the room with the Red door....wake me in a week please....I'll pay you then.



(off working in south wales all week...see you when I get back)

Prizim looks up from her day dreaming and realizes she needs another Ale, Watches Jomo head up the stairs for a weeks slumber, and sees Woody join in with the group. She slowly rises and heads to the bar, once again pulling her robe up around her neck realizing she must walk within striking distance of Spyderbite and not knowing if the blood from the cooler is doing the job. She gets her ale and slides back into her spot in the corner by the fireplace and goes back to her day dreaming.