The door to The Shady Corners slams open and Grishal bounces happily into the tavern, dark smudges of dried blood cake his forehead and his normally dark hair seems heavier; caked with dirt, soot, and grime and lies in a matted and tangled mess. With a toothy grin, he bounces and bobs his way across the room and to the bar and sits down and begins to fiddle with his pouches fishing out a bunch of string, twigs, berries, and a single silver piece. After staring at the shiney for a moment he slams it on the table leaving a bloodstained hand print on the bar around the imprint of the coin.
"Grishal have fun today! Grishal find another body!" He waits impatiently for a moment before beginning to bounce excitedly on the stool. "Grishal do good, Grishal want drink!"
Glimmer walks into the tavern and sees Grishal. She walks to him and says "Grishal, I need to speak with you in private. Do you know where Taklinn is? We need to bring him with us. You can tell us all about this body, but right now I need to discuss something with you."
***OOG- Conversation with Grishal completed***
Glimmer can be seen by all in the tavern running around outside at the woodline with a rather large burlap sack. She appears to be chasing something as she randomly hops about, wings flitting. She momentairly freezes, the jumps accross a log and trips, slinging her back outward and down to the ground at something. (Soothe)
Taklinn walks into town whistling with his ore bag and tools from a hard day mining. He notices movement off to the side as he comes out of the woods. Upon investigating a little further he sees Glimmer jumping around and notices her fall over the log. He rushes over to her in a hurry to make sure she is alright. Just before he gets their he trips on a root and falls himself, almost falling in a heap atop the faerie. As he lands he hears a squish underneath him. Looking up at Glimmer, who is almost nose to nose with him he blurts out "Durned trees! Gettin' back at me they are fer carryin' an axe!. Are ye ok lass?" he says as he stands up. Looking down at his breastplate he sees that there are guts and gore on it, but he just shrugs and wipes the mess away with the palm of his hand. "What are ye fer anyways girl?!"
Glimmer looks at Taklinn and says "Oh my goodness! You smooshed him. This is going to take forever and a year if you smoosh them. I need them alive. All of them. And a whole bag full. Now do you want to help me or are you going to just bumble around and squish them all? I have to get them quick!" Glimmer then leaps past Taklinn and scoops up something in her hands (Daze), stuffing it into her bag.
"Well I ain't knowin' what yer about lass! I thought ye fell and got hurt. If this is the thanks I get fer tryin' to help, I will note it fer future reference!" Taklinn says. "I don't claim to understand why yer always runnin' about the woods pickin flowers and the like, but I didn't MEAN to fall flat on me face!" Taklinn finishes about the time that Glimmer jumps past him to retrieve something off the ground. He tries to move out of the way and in the process trips over the same log Glimmer previously had to land hard on his back, and with another loud squish to accompany his fall. "BY GITHAL'S FARTIN ARSE WOMAN!" he screams from his back as he tries to regain his feet.
Glimmer looks down at Taklinn after retrieving what she reached to pick up and says in a half whisper and half hiss "Donn'a ye be screamin' at me lover. Ye have NO idea the hell I'm in. Quit yer' trippin' and yippin' and listen to me. I'll say this once and you'll follow what I say or trippin' over a log will be the least o' yer' worries." (CONVERSATION BETWEEN GLIMMER AND TAKLINN COMPLETED IN PRIVATE) "Now get to the tower and make sure he's doin' what he's supposed to be doin'. Leave me to my task at hand. I'll be back over shortly I hope." At that, Glimmer parts ways with Taklinn and heads towards the farm.
"Yer daft girl! Goin' off a-huntin' fer that one! And I'm not gonna be responsible somethin' gets broken. Go on and do what yer needin' and I will be waitin' for ye, but don't tarry long." Taklinn turns and heads toward the tower. "I swear these durned faeries just keep gettin' sidetracked. Oh well, I suppose I could train in the lower level a bit. These fools got me wantin' to hit somethin' and hit it hard!" he says resignedly as he enters the tower.
From across the room the (partially) readjusted Thorne suddenly goes tense, shoulders arching upward and chin tucking down at the unexpected new smell. She gives her head a quick, tiny shake as if to dislodge something. Pale eyes flit downward and focus on the ring 'round her finger before she stands and slinks outside to smoke.