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*Demonsul's sword grows hair and begins to hop around. Meanwhile, a beer mug decides that going on living is not the best course of action.

*smash

"Septim...I think we need that Thaumologist here..."

"We really meet some odd people in here..."

All of the Charley clones except one leave the tavern.  The remaining one sips at his ale and wonders what else will happen.

*Shoon rummages through his pocket and finds another egg and sets it down on the ground then a dragon hatches from it*

*He then feeds it an orange powder and then speeds off to the tavern*

"I DO NOT SURRENDER!"

*picks up Bobastik

"Anything you say will result in you being forced to drink a Drunk's Demise."

*throws Bobastik out of the tavern before he can respond

*as shoon was flying over the swamp, some of the shimmering powder falls into the dragons nostrils. The beast stops abruptly, sneezes, and turns purple.
    As he hovers in middair looking at his skin, he accidentally breathes in more powder, hiccups, and turns into a small purple chicken.
  Plummetting down to the earth on a purple chicken, shoon mutters a spell, but it doesn't work.
   Confused, he looks at his angry-violet, powder-and-cake covered skin*  "That's odd, I won-"   *his pondering was cut short by a sudden plunge into a deep pool of mud.

[[no you're not, if I read correctly, you "rushed off to the tavern", never says you made it, and now you're in a swamp with a purple chicken and no magic xD]]

*Septim pours the drinks and slides them to their customers.

"Sorry 'bout that! Who wants to swim in the beer pool?"

*Septim points to a magnificent pool in the corner.

*turns to the stranger

"Stranger, if you want to be accepted here, be a little more open. People have a habit of getting secrets out of you with axes."

*Shoon runs out of his hole and bites charley poisonously and runs back into his hole*

[[it's not even possible for him to be back that soon! I did the best I could :(  but it's kinda hard when they don't follow any rules ]]

*Shoon runs out of the hole,squeaks loudly and turns into a lion and pounces at Himanil and throws him out of the tavern*

good folks of the Tavern! i have returned once more.
*takes the pipe and puts in some cherry flavored tobacco, *drinks all around *looks at all the shocked faces as i smile; sits down*
hey i never said i wouldnt come back. yes its me Kalkan of the shire the fellowship firerendash and icerendash.

*Watches as Shoon runs into the anti-Shoon shield and is thrown back.*

" I think we need a hunter..."

Takes out his gun at the same time, 'Anyone got objections.'

*Looks at the evil object that Himanil pulls out.*

"Put that thing away...use a real weapon."

*Pulls out his yew bow*

*proceeds to duel in an epic fashion with Himanil

"Just to keep in practice..."

*wonders in, sees the mad elephant-thing rampaging through the tavern*

"This is my kind of tavern..."

*sits himself down on a stool in a corner*

"Not gone yet buddy," said Septim as he throws Charley back over the bar.

I am a better bar-tender than you Charley!

I demand Fisty-Cuffs at dawn!

"No he can't! Not with the insults he has thrown at this place!"

*Septim pulls out a crossbow and aims it at Revenge.

"You don't have authorization to make new barkeeps, Charley..."

Looks at demonsul and bows, 'Do you mind dying, you have a bullet in your head.'

*feels the hole in is forehead

"Not quite big enough to be dangerous."

*spits out the bullet

"Cellular regeneration for the win! Now, where were we?"

*continues to duel with Himanil

"What? You drew your sword, I'm currently dueling you. What don't you know?"

*looks surprised as Himanil's sword seems to be fighting on it's own

*Wonders which unfortunate fellow with the same hairstyle as his shoon was trying to murder*

Drags a carton from beneath a table and partially disappears inside it.

'Well see (a bazooka comes flting out of the carton) i often (mini zapper) tend to be (Vulcan) a bit more modern (Metal storm) in my duels.

In the meantime conjures another sword to fight demonsul.

Metal Storm- Fires a million bullets per minutes. (or arrows if that pleases you) Four fire balls (don't make me laugh)

Feels the shards whiz past his head, 'That was close,' 'Now fight this,' enchants 5 uber skilfully, dexterously, agilely strongly ruthless medieval knights belonging to King Arthur's round table and programs them to terminate Demonsul.

"DIE HIMINAL!"

*Shoon rams into Himinal and throws him to the ground and then mutters another spell turning to his normal self*

*He says another spell under his breath and a 3-foot long sword appears in his hands and stabs himinal harmlessly pinning him to the bar*

"KEEP THOSE EXPLOSIVES OUT OF THIS TAVERN OR YOU WILL DIE!"

"Whos next for the experience of a lifetime ramming to the ground by an elephant?Only 19.95!"