[Spiny Seahorse Table]

The tabletop in this cozy nook is patterned in detailed glaes mosaics. Small grey seahorses swim through a blue-green glaes sea. A small oil candle casts glimmering light across the tiny glaes chips.

Also in the room: Lord Ranil who is seated

Obvious exits: out.

Well, everything started off fine, Ranil had to play a "Merchant outside the tavern!" hoax, so we could get a table. As we passed through the tavern though, something caught Ranil’s eye, and he backtracked a bit, when I found him, he was standing happily, rum in hand. At this point, we proceeded back to our table, and began my makeshift interview.

You see Lord Ranil Grinala the Half-Elf Warrior.
He appears to be in his 50's, has short, wavy sandy blond hair, multihued
eyes, and tanned skin.
He has a tattooed symbol of V'Tull on his arm.
He has minor cuts and bruises on his back.
He has a scar across his face.

He is holding a mug of Fleet Captain's rum in his right hand.

He is wearing a gold gilded jazeraint shirt, a crystal amulet, a golvern embossed kite shield, some dark spidersilk breeches, a gold-inlaid myklian scale belt, a silvery spider silk backpack, a tightly woven spidersilk sack, a colorful patchwork felt hat, a Warrior Guild member pin, a brilliant imflass weapon harness, a silver V'Tull symbol, a veniom hawk cloak clasp, and a gold ring.

(Note the rum in hand )

Ranil asks, "alright, whatcha wanna know?"

You say, "Well, I ain't good at this stuff"

You say, "But lets think..."

Ranil says, "me eida, so wese jes wing it"

You nod.

You say, "Sounds good to me"

You grin.

You say, "Well, Ranil, seein as how not everyone knows you, lets know a bit about you, like yer name and what not"

Ranil says, "ma names Ranil"

Ranil says, "Ranil Grinala ta be specific"

You nod to Ranil.

Ranil says, "ise from a small town south of River's Rest"

You nod.

Ranil takes a drink from his Fleet Captain's rum.

Ranil asks, "rum?"

You ask, "and...ya have parents an what not?"

You say, "No, I don't eat or drink"

Ranil squints.

Ranil says, "an yet..."

Ranil is admiring you.

You say, "this is about you, not me"

You snort at Ranil.

Ranil shrugs.

You mutter something inaudible.

You ask, "do you got some parents, and what did ya, and they, do in this small town?"

Ranil says, "ma real parents were killed when ise were young, later ise were adopted"

You nod.

Ranil says, "deyse were jes farmers, neva urted no un, killed protectin da town from krolvin"

You nod.

Ranil begins to twitch.

You ask, "So then I'll take it you hate Krolvin?"

Ranil nods.

Ranil says, "ive killed my share"

Ranil says, "i journeyed to River's Rest after burying my parents and was later adopted"

You nod.

You ask, "So then River's Rest is, more or less, your home now?"

Ranil says, "by Rauny and Jesp, although they are seperated now"

Ranil says, "well, it used ta be..."

Ranil says, "but, now ise move roun too much ta really call anywhere home"

You nod.

You say, "So sort of a wanderer then"

You grin.

Ranil says, "ayep"

You ask, "Well, what do ya do for a living, you're a warrior right?"

Ranil leans on you.

Ranil says, "lessee, spend most of ma time sittin roun an drinkin an whatnot, but erynow an den ill get out an unt"

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You rub your chin thoughtfully.

>nod

You nod.

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>'so do ya have any kids, or siblings?

You ask, "so do ya have any kids, or siblings?"

>

Ranil says, "ive a brother, no kids dough"

>

You nod.

You ask, "Who's your brother?"

Ranil says, "Menelistar, he una dem sorcish types"

You nod.

Ranil says, "yah know, spells an whatnot"

Ranil shrugs.

You say, "I know"

You chuckle.

You ask, "So, how'd you come to join clan?"

Ranil says, "ma momma used ta be clan, she introduced mese ta it"

You nod.

Ranil says, "an she introduced mese ta Meg"

You say, "See, I'm no good at this stuff, so just talk"

You say, "ahh"

You nod to Ranil.

Ranil scratches himself idly.

Ranil asks, "bout wha?"

Ranil furrows his brow.

You shrug.

Ranil says, "lessee, talk, talk..."

You ask, "Umm, you follow V'tull, how come?"

Ranil rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Ranil says, "well, not sure really, ise respect em"

Ranil places his hand on his V'Tull symbol.

You nod.

You ask, "why though?"

Ranil says, "hmm, ise like ale, an weapons, yap, lotsa weapons"

Ranil says, "dunno really, same reason yah follow dat Gosaena folk prolly"

You chuckle.

Ranil takes a drink from his Fleet Captain's rum.

You say, "Gosaena folk..."

You ask, "well, how long ya been about now?"

Ranil rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Ranil says, "ise first journeyed ta River's Rest and began ma trainin nearly two years ago"

You nod.

You say, "Well..."

Ranil gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You ask, "See how bad I am at this?"

You ask, "What else can ya tell us about you?"

Ranil says, "yap, perdy bad"

You give Ranil a good pinch!

You groan.

You mutter something inaudible.

Ranil furrows his brow.

Ranil says, "lessee..."

Ranil taps a Warrior Guild member pin.

Ranil says, "ise tree ranks way from masterin warcries"

Ranil nods.

You say, "ahh"

You say, "congrats"

Ranil smiles.

Ranil says, "in ma spare time ise a merchant of sorts"

You ask, "Really?"

Ranil nods.

Ranil says, "though ise dont know many merchant wif 11k in deir account"

Ranil takes a drink from his Fleet Captain's rum.

Ranil says, "gah, outa rum"

Ranil scoots his chair back and stands up.

Lord Ranil just went out.

You gibber incoherently.

[The Tentacled Tavern, Lounge]

Wall sconces made of candlelit conch shells cast a warm glow across this room. Fishnets, strung with starfish and other seashells, decorate the modwir-paneled walls. High half-walls surround each table, allowing the occupants conversational privacy. You also see a plain thanot coffer, a badly damaged gold trunk and a carved wooden archway.

Also in the room: Lord Ranil

Obvious exits: none.

Ranil waves to your table, looking as though he wishes to join you. To invite Ranil to your table, type INVITE Ranil.

You wave at Ranil and invite him to come sit with you.

Lord Ranil just arrived.

You concentrate on the Web spell...

Your spell is ready.

Ranil pulls out a chair and plops himself down at the table.

You gesture at Ranil.

Strands of webbing shoot forth towards Ranil.

CS: +191 - TD: +127 + CvA: -8 + d100: +33 - -5 == +94

Warded off!

Ranil avoids the webbing.

Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.

Ranil says, "continue"

You snicker.

Ranil grins.

Ranil takes a drink from his Fleet Captain's rum.

You say, "Yer gonna ruin yer health with all that drinin"

You say, "drinkin"

You gibber incoherently.

Ranil says, "bah, health smealth"

You ask, "Well, what made ya take up such a nasty habit like drinkin?"

Ranil exclaims, "nasty habit? blasphemy!"

Ranil says, "come now, its a refined art"

You laugh out loud!

You ask, "sure sure, ya made it an art did ya?"

Ranil offers you a mug of Fleet Captain's rum. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

Offer declined.

Ranil says, "should try it sumtime"

You say, "no thanks"

You say, "I'd like to keep my youthful good looks"

Ranil says, "maybe ifs yah drink more yah wouldnt get hooked inta interviewin stuffs"

You say, "I might end up lookin like my mom..."

You feel the blood drain from your face.

You chuckle.

You laugh out loud!

You nod to Ranil.

You say, "maybe"

Ranil nods.

Ranil rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Ranil asks, "did ise mention ise like weapons?"

You grin.

You say, "yes, yes you did"

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Ranil nods.

Ranil says, "well ise do"

You nod.

You ask, "why's that?"

Ranil stares off into space.

Ranil says, "i dont tink deres anway ise could splain it dat a sorc would unnerstand"

Ranil taps a dir hafted vultite waraxe with grey wolf hide coiling about it in a descending spiral.

Ranil taps a bone-pommeled elven longsword.

Ranil says, "only got two on mese now, gotta few in ma locker"

You nod.

Ranil says, "but lost ma baby"

Ranil begins to twitch.

You say, "I know, I heard"

You rub Ranil.

You ask, "What made it so special to ya?"

Ranil says, "wese are connected, ise can still feel er in mese"

Ranil says, "ventually, ill get er back"

You nod.

You ask, "Well, ya made it a girl?"

Ranil asks, "so wha bout youse?"

Ranil blinks at you.

You say, "Nothin bout me, this ain't about me"

You give Ranil a good pinch!

Ranil says, "didnt make it anytin"

Ranil says, "its jes er"

Ranil rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You nod.

Ranil says, "sorta like, dey arent weapons, merely extensions of mese"

You say, "ahh"

You cough.

You say, "I'm not even going to touch that one..."

You feel the blood drain from your face.

You wink at Ranil.

Ranil rolls his eyes.

You cough.

Ranil says, "bah, sorcs"

Ranil says, "ask any fiter, dey tell yah"

Ranil says, "well, as to what i like ta unt..."

Ranil just nudged you.

Ranil says, "tanks fa askin, hmm, kiramon on teras..."

Ranil says, "Shan ere in Solhaven, gargoyles, roa'ters, an golems in Darkstone"

Ranil rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You chuckle.

You duck your head.

Ranil says, "figures an Sheru in the monastery, dat sorta ting"

You nod.

That concluded our little "Interview". Hope ya enjoyed learnin about him, as I did

Thanks Ranil

Strayla