Smiles at the newcomer.

'Ey there. I am Ocyrrhoe Trazere. Im a high elven Enchantress. I brew much too, and heed me warnings when I say 'DUN DRINK THEM FAST'. Just ask Mightion, and anyone else, you'll feel it afterwards...Well met, aye..

Mutters something to herself, before looking back at Thistle

Yes, there are many who'll watch out fer ye here, me included. Im not one fer hazing the new blood.

I can never get a break.... Hrm....

*runs off to invent the next 'foolproof' n00b hazing scheme*

*Pulls out her bow, flicking her thumb against the taunt string..a sharp twang is emmitted*

Believe it or not folks, I am one of those stranger breed of Ranger- the bow bardess!

Ok I was at a lack for words thanks to the hearty welcome I have thusly recieved.

*Emitts a one sided grin*

Greetings! I am Mightion, a Paladin of Marr! Always good to have another new face to see! It is against my nature to "haze" the new people, so I welcome you instead.

/me lowers his voice to a whisper. "DON'T tell the barmaid your alcohol tolerance!"

Hey Ocy.... Got anything for a 197 looking for the final 3 points?

No, wait... that's worshipping the (_|_).... My mistake...

"As a taster of fine beverages, I heartily believe in a whisk of the gut burner before a battle! Rounds for all!!"

Yer own funeral lad...

Hands RIG a brew, which has a bright green glow to it. Ocy also passes out ale to all, and hands Thistle her money back, whispering, "I dun charge."

*plays air guitar on his Rod of Lamentation*

/me begins clearing a spot on the floor for RIG now

You might wanna lie down on the floor now, RIG.... it'll save time.

/me drinks his ale, which thankfully isn't glowing

Well allow me on the next round mayhaps?

*Catches a whiff of the greenish concoction and cringes, casting a solomn look in RIG's direction*

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Wow... I haven't seen anything glow like that since I was last in Neriak... What in the hell do they use to make that floating art anyway? Hrm.... Guess I'm about to drink it... hehehehe

*grabs the glass and hops up on the bar*

Be it known to all here that I am doing this of my own free will... Free will hell, I'm doing this outta morbid insanity!

*sits down and drinks*

o_O

O_o

O_O

o_o

*falls over backwards*

Ssss..ss.s..mooooooooth....*cough*

All these people always wantin' t'pay me...Oy, wheres th'point in that? I have lil' use fer money, dun waste it on me.

Sees RIG fall over, and laughs, "I told ye!"

C-ccan I getttt annotherrr?

I meen Geeze!

*Pokes RIG with the toe of her boot, he seems to roll a little on the floor planks. Glancing up to study the faces of those around, she wonders if prehaps theres cause to be concerned*

/shout Anyone have a potion of cure poison!

*sprinkles coins liberally around the room in the hopes of attracting more patrons*

"...."

Azakias pitches straight forward on her face, instantly so drunk she's knocked out.

"Zzzzz...."

Silly inkie.. Y'knew ye'd get knocked out, didn't ye?

Grins

'Ello, welcome to the boards and all...

"Don't worry about him, Ocy never makes a drink intended to kill a customer. If they drink too many of them, that's their fault."

He looks at Azakias' slumped form and mutters almost to himself. "Ocy's drinks are good for instilling oblivion when it's... appropriate," he finishes, turning back to his ale.

ssummmwonn ssttole muh driiink...

*BURP*

sskuzzze mee....

*starts to snore*

Allo, I'd be the local Black Magis of this fine community. I'm small, I wear blue robes, have an oversized hat, and I blow stuff up.

Reaches up and shakes the n00bs hand.

*snore*

uhg... no... no wanna go... *snort* no wanna go home... blue butts... *snore*

*rolls over*

can't I just sleep 5 more minutes..... Goner can solo that mob... *snore*

I am shocked at how much this thread grew, feed it anymore and it may explode *chuckle*

/waves to all and slowley amble's out the door, pulling her hood over her eyes and fading into the trees.