The Inn is a mess, obviously some wild party has been held here recently. The innkeeper is cleaning it up and attempting to make the devistation look more decent.

A broozed and battered squire walks in. He takes a lok around

"Now we can't have this, reat sir get yerself sat duwn and I'll get this place sorted for ya!"

"Bag give me the cleaning equipment"

Out of Squires Bag comes out a collection of cleaning equipment, with which Squire starts to tidy the place up.

"Sorry for the mess, please take this as gratitude for your hospitality to me and the order as well as those that stayed here sir!"

Squire looks happy as he continues to tidy the inn up.

Whuh?!

Soot sits up at the table with a pen in his left hand wakes up having fallen alseep on his book. he brushes off some bits of multi-coloured paper that have settled on him

Oh Good morning Squire. I must have nodded off.

Let me put these things away and then I'll give you a hand.

"Dank you sir! Much appreciated"

Sir Niall passes a large bag containing his armour to the Squire and stretches out his arms wincing in pain. He joins the other gathered comrades.

"That was quite a fight and I feel drained. I am saddened that the old King has passed but I consider myself fortunate that I had an audience with him before his death. I am glad that at the very least I could help his passing into eternal rest."

He looks saddened, then a smile gradually replaces it,

"However, we now have a new Troll King and I for one will strive to protect him to the best of my ability."

Squire stops cleaning and takes the bag and a big sigh comes from him.

"We all do sir, The Order of the Code, have always helped the troll kingdom and their king. They have at last a king I feel will make them a strong nation again. May the old knigs rest well and offer their wisdom to Ufton, while he rains here."

Squire continues to clean up after passing Sir Niall a broom to help do the cleaning.

Isobel comes in from the back rooms she looks tired but content her Armour is absent and she flops down in a chair by the fire,
Give me a minuet and I will help you, I feel like I havent slept all night and i woke up with grass stains on my feet !!
I agree with you sir Nial its sad that the old king has passed a huge amount of wisdom is lost but I think that Uthden will come into his own and his lust for living will reinvent the trolls and bring them up to day with the modern world.
I will be spending some time here for a while as I have offerd my services to Uthden as a kings guard do most of you who stay here live here in the inn or do you have quarters ?

Sir Niall sweeps the floor clean, avoiding several passed out trolls, while replying to Isobel,

"I have my quarters at the Chapter House here. As I act as the Ambassador to the Trolls and effectively oversee this chapter there is the need for our own accomodation for entertaining and all the other official duties. I have Tellos and Kiran as guests at the moment, and of course the Squire and Sir Caelwin are presently at the Golashkanev chapter."

He passes the broom back to the Squire,

"Isobel do you remember anything about the Spirit of Life when she, for want of a better word, borrowed you? I think the grass stains are probably to do with her. Did you know you're very light on your feet when we danced the royal waltz at the wedding."

A pile on a chair in the corner moves, revealing it to be Thomas.

"Ugh... Oww... What year is it?"

Sir Niall looks at the dishevelled scribe,

"Thomas, have you ever put down the quill before and joined the fight so directly as you did here at Golashkanev? If you have not then I commend you for the bravery you have shown. I have seen hardened warriors succumb when faced with lesser foes."

He smiles at the scribe and offers him a tankard filled with freshly drawn cool water.

"Have this, it should help with clearing your head, troll beverages are very strong. If there are any ways I can help further to establish your Golashkanev branch then please call upon me. I know Elsquare speaks Troll well, but should he be tied up then I can act as a translator for the Warriors of Light as well."

"Thankyou, Sir Niall."

*takes a drink*

"I must admit, I have spent many of my years behind a desk, and only a few times have I fought a skirmish between towns or sparred with my brother. It does not compare to what I have witnessed in this company."

*takes another drink and coughs a little, clearing his throat*

"And thankyou for your kind offer. Once I've talked to the Captain about setting up a branch here I'll let you know of any assistance we require."

Isobel goes red! and picks up a broom and starts sweeping furiously !
I dont remember anything at all I am afraid, I really cant imagine myself dancing and i am sure you are being polite Sir nial your feet are probably bruised from my clod hoppers
Its not the sort of thing I usually do. Perhaps if you have time you might teach me as despite my feeling for kell he did one thing for me and that was to show me that my education is sadly lacking in that side of life. My mother might of taught me as I grew up if she had remained at court but that was not to be and afterwards she was too busy trying to keep a roof over our heads to take time for such frivolity but now if I am to guard the king perhaps there will be time when i must blend in and not being able to dance very well will set me aside

Sir Niall smiles,

"Well I would more than glad to help you learn. If, in heart, it was not you then the Spirit certainly knew how to glide across the floor and my feet are fine. I would be honoured to tutor you in courtly ways and etiquette. I was schooled in noble ways a long time ago and under much different circumstances, but those are inconsequential and do not warrant conversation."

Kell enters the blooded inn making no eye contact he heads straight to the bar orders drink and food he heads to a quiet corner and sit down at the table is a right eye is still swollen shut and carries no weapons and he appears to be wearing the same clothes which are blood stand and covered in drying mud

lakshmi stummbles in to the inn and trips over a troll on her way to the bar.

"who put that there? barman can i please have a Golashkanev side spliter. I was going to halp tidey up but you seam to have done most of it."

she takes her drink to a newly cleaned table sits down pulling out a long black bandage and a pack of sequins and starts to sew them on to the bandage

"so how is everyone this morning?"

<Isobel blatantly ignores Kell>Thank you sir Niall just let me know when it is convenient for us to get together and I will ensure I am available.
Shimie How nice to see you, I am fine let me get you that drink as there is a matter I wish to speak to you about <Isobel sits down nest to Shimie and whispers in her ear
( PM on its way)

Soot finishes up righting up wiping down tables. When he is done he makes his way to the bar. As he does so, the now unpleasant rag in his hand ignites and he throws it on the fire. He orders a drink and some food which he takes t Kell's table.

Good Morning glad to see you up. May I sit? I have some business to discus with you.

He smiles

Squire puts in the final pieces and puts the cleaning stuff in his bag. The bar now seems even cleaner than it did before including the trolls lying on the floor.

"I think the land is now back in balance as it once was beforre. The undead are kept off for a lil longa and i am now on the path to being meself again. Now if only I could remember the way to the original chapter house I would be a very apy ogre!"

"May the land be blessed by the lady as I am sure she is stronger."

Squire walks to the inn keep and collects 2 drinks and gives one to Sir Niell. He raises his tankard

"Reat, To the order, and to the lady, may she shine on us brighter this day and to our friends who with out which life would not be worth anything. Drink up friends for our adventures do not end here they only start"

Vola enters looking around the greats all he seems there then begins to kick the sleeping trolls a wake “ come on you drunken layabouts you got home to go to and you got jobs to go now get your buts out of here come on come on get at you drunken slobs” Vola turns and look is at Isabel “ I see you last night… dancing and giggling and chasing trolls off to bed and saying things will be so much better certain. So what were you drinking last night

Kell looks up at Soot’s four a moment “ yes please take a seat so what do you wish to discuss with me” noting Isabel's reaction Kell takes a swig of his drink and then turns back to Soot “ I think I have blown any chance of Isabel remaining a friend…

I think the troll ale got to me it must be stronger here than in Prodigio, can i get you a drink

Cat bounds through the door, " hey everyone i'm a royal pussy now !!"

" I am the royal pet of the trolls , just said i'd be there new rat catcher, but have you seen the size of these things!!!!!! "

goes over to the bar

" I need your biggest glass of milk please, i is thirstie"

Sir Niall smiles in greeting to Shimie then turns to allow her and Isobel privacy in their conversation. Spotting the Cat he looks around for her master,

"Greetings Cat, I see that Kyloras is not with you. Is he already deeply ensconced in his new role?"

Shimie I have appreciated all your help over the last few days I,m sure you and Uthden will be very happy. If you need me at any time please let me know I will be happy to help you at any time. I would like to think we are becoming friends and friends help each other and give of themselves in any time of need ( she still Ignores Kell although the last comment is plainly aimed towards him)
I,m not sure who else my benefactor could be, hmmm perhaps Cat may be able to answer my question.
Cat Did you put anything in my bag over the last few days ?

Isobel you are a bitch for what you have dun you have pot your self in a position where if you get hurt it will hurt Uthden as you are his friend, did you think of that when you jumped in...

KELL SHUT UP!

Isobel hold your sword.

Soot sits and places a plate with selections of meats on the table.

You have been rather...unpredictable, even rude these last few days. I have to admit its been a struggle to keep you alive at times. Nonetheless I was made responsible for you while you are in the Troll city and as far as I'm concerned that means making sure you stay alive as well as keeping you in line.

Uthden could live to be a thousand. He'll lose more human friends to old age than battle. Heck for all I know thats why I don't remember the past 200 years.

We don't fight to kill our enemies we fight to keep our friends or their memories alive!

Whispers
Damnit I didn't want all this attention.

<As Vola is kicking the Trolls awake, a VERY hungover Tellos emerges from the pile>

Bloody Hell, you guys can drink! <Tellos looks around the bar noting many of his comrades>

What are you lot doing here?

shimie jumps at the noise and sequins go flying in all directions. She turns to Kell and says

"Kell how can Isoblell getting hurt hurt Uthden other than making him feel sad that a friend is hurt? and if that is all then many others would too feal hurt by this myself included."

Turning to Isobel

"Isobel I would be proud to call you friend and if you need help in any way I can give it I will all you have to do is ask."

Turning to Tellos

"Morning Tellos we came to help the trolls, see a weding and to see Uthden made king. Although we didn't come to see Uthdenmade king that just kind of happened."

Turning to soot

"I intend to see Uthdens 1000th birthday with him if I can get this foumular out of my head Soot and you are doing a very good job of keeping kKell alive even if he is making it ni on imposable for you."

After this rant she starts to colect sequins from their resting places

Sir Niall turns towards Kell anger creeping across his face. His hands falls to rest on the hilt of the sword belted at his waist.

"You will not speak to Isobel in that manner, she is a lady and you will respect her. Hold your tongue and leave her in peace."

He then addresses Soot,

"I feel it is time that he answers for his crime against Thomas."

He nods towards the scribe then continues,

"That is, assuming that Thomas wishes to seek justice under Troll law. If that is not the case then I strongly council that he leave this place. There is nothing here for him."

Uthden... KING!!! Bloody hell!! No wonder the ale was flowing so freely, I reslly need to learn this language!

Well I suppose that'll make it easier to find out the.... <tails off and coughs before continuing>

Thomas, nice to see you, what are you doing here?

Kell, glad to see your still using your charms to make friends!!

Who got married and why did the Trolls need help? If someone can bring me up to speed I'd be very grateful.

< Isobels eyes go cold at kells out burst>
Kell I will not respond as I should to your insult for many reasons
ONE, to take offense at your words would give your opinion some worth and that I will not do .You have shown what you are and I will treat you accordingly.
TWO, since your encounter with the undead so long ago I believe you seek death and I will not be the one to relieve you of your burdens.
THREE, there are other people who have first call on your hide and I will watch and see them strip you of it.
FOUR, If soot has pledged to keep you in hand I will not stand against him
FIVE ,I am not a person of ill temper and to seek to rile me is a waste of time but I will not forget your words Kell, you strike out at those around you because you cannot strike out at that which haunts you,
I pity you but do not think that is a fond affection.
You are lost to yourself and need to find what was taken from you but I doubt you ever will. I would like to wish you well on your journey but can not find it in my heart to do so. So I will offer you the same you offered Uthden's Honor, NOTHING... I give you Nothing Kell and I hope it keeps you warm at night.
< Isobel turns her Back again to Kell>

Squire places his hand over Sir Niells Sword hand as he goes to get his sword

"Sir this is chivalrous but not thrivolas, From what he has shown, his honour lies in his pocket and not in himself."

Squire turns to Kell

"Sir, I would kindly ask you to take back the statement that youz just saird and show that you have honour in which you can show humity in your own dealings. I here bequeath this, from what you have said and shown you will not be welccme in the orders residance, You as you stand do not honour anyone or show love to anything but the coin. You need to open those eyes and see what is around you. People offer you a hand and you bite it off like a feral dog."

He then turns to everyone in the bar

"I know and can feel the heat in this room rising and I suggest that we do not make it rise any more. We are here to celebrate a new beginning for the trolls, let us not sully it with hatred and killing. Now all sit and relax the last thing we want is blood shed on our hands"

Squire looks at Sir Niell gesturing with his eyes to release his sword hilt.

"Tellos let me get you a drink and i'll tell you what i know"

Shimie turns to the barman and orders Tellos a drink.

"Elsquare and Gurka got married and it was a state wedding the first troll wedding in 200 years. the trolls were being over run by undead and needed to restore the balance in their lands by cageing the spirit of darkness and allowing the spirit of light to hold sway for a time (glances at isobel) thus restoring the balance and allowing the troll lands to become fertile again and a few other things to become fertile too. oh and Elsquare has a 2 year old son. The troll king got killed by Lashkath and Uthden was found worthy and made king then Lashkath turned up again and they beat him up a bit but he went up in a big ball of flame when they were cutting his head off and last riteing him so i doubt we have seen the last of him. I am also now iniated with the trolls"

please sir Niall do not let the likes of him get you into trouble, His words do not offend me as they are nothing, Please come and talk to me about the court here In the troll city as I will have to find my way around and do not wish to cause offense.

Sir Niall removes his hand from his sword hilt and speaks to the Squire,

"Thank you Squire, I would not have drawn the weapon. However, resting my hand upon it gave comfort and made clear my feelings on the slight."

He turns and smiles at Isobel,

"If you have not taken offence then neither have I."

He then joins Isobel's table and converses animatedly about courtly matters and etiquette.

*Turns to Niall*

"Having heard the reasons for his frame of mind," *glances at Kell a moment*

"I've chosen to forgive his actions."

*quietly, only for one or two nearby to hear* "He's already been punished enough."


*turns to Tellos*

"I came for the wedding, Sergeant. And to promote the Warriors of Light."

Sir Niall nods at Thomas,

"That is your choice and I will honour it."

Looking at Thomas

"It is good to see some people still have honor and compassion"

I know he's a loud-mouth and a braggart, but what has Kell done now?

Vola’s hand drops to his mace and turns to Isabel “ you want me to kill him for you”