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Has anybody seen my bucket of water? I left it near the bar to be used in case there was a need to extinguish a fire.

"Umm..."

*Arvious reads his family history.

"No, that was a holy ZeTa bucket... I know, right?"

ZeTa? our god!

you dare defile the name of our god?!?!

you are not fit to wash the floor that he walks on. the creator shall destroy you and your kind. he shall make your fears a reality. be afraid for his wrath can be quite devistating.

"...Senturu, calm down."

[[ORDER:  Something to make my guts spill out and eyes balls turn red... that doesn't involve geeting injured... by you, Septim... on second thought, beer is fine.]]

"Erm, thank you?"

*Arvious drinks his beer.

"I'll serve what I believe was the first drink ever served here, if my memory serves me correctly it was the Elven Bloodwine...I will quote Drakos on this one...'It has 9 levels of enjoyment, each greater than the one before, the Ninth level slows down your senses so, you can actually feel your very blood flow through your body....in short, a good drunk, and a spiritual one too.'"

*Septim serves Charley the Elven Bloodwine.

"Enjoy..."

*Charley drinks the Elven Bloodwine and sits calmly at his stool.  A few minutes later a grin starts forming and soon he has a huge smile on his face.  A few more minutes later, he has a feeling of incredible relaxation upon his face and then tips over off of his stool.*

*Wakes up on the floor and notices people giving him odd looks and snickering*

"What?"

*Sees his reflection in Senturu's beer glass*

"Hey! Who went and drew THAT on my face???"

*Looks around for Septim but notices a note stating he will be gone for a few days*

"Well I guess I will take over for him until he returns...or someone of high authority tries to claim it."

*Wipes his face off and hops behind the bar*

*Throws drinks at Seloc to make him stop dancing*

Gah no!

*Samual goes to the bar head down and orders a drink*

*Septim pushes Charley out of the way.

"The main one has returned, you didn't say what you wanted...so I'll give you a shot..."

*Septim shoots Samual with his Single Action Army.

"WooooooooooHooooooooooooo!"

*Grabs the magical weapons*

"Keep your blasphemy out of here!"

*Throws them into the fire and pours a whiskey while the two fight*

*crawls onto a stool and fixes his jaw*

Gah...an ale

[[Ale]]

*samual grabs his wisky and smashs it over septims head*

*samual laughs at septim*

"Best laugh in ages"

*Samual then pushes septim onto the floor and stamps on him*

"Stop scaring the new patrons Septim...or else I will go over your head!"

*sips on his ale slowly*

"but at least this dulls the pain"

*As Samual goes to attack Septim, Charley raises his own sword into the air and blocks the attack.  He stands and pushes Mr. Samual away from Septim*

"Come now! Cease this foolishness and have your drink.  Septim! Fill this man another whiskey, my treat!"

*Charley slams his head into the bar at the sound of the bad joke.  Unfortunately he knocks himself out from the force he hits his head.  He falls forward off of his stool onto the ground in front of the bar.*

Charley crawls to his feet and touches his forehead with his finger

"GAH! Septim...I could use some ice...and an ale"

[[Order: Ice and Ale]]

*Septim pours the drinks and hands them to Charley and Arvious, he then slaps Samual.

"I keep forgetting to do that to newcomers...dangit..."

*Septim slaps Arvious and Charley just in case...

*Arvious glares at Septim for slapping him.

"Inactive son of a..."  Arvious mutters.

*Arvious drinks his soup in a glass all in one gulp.

"Woo, when they say light soup, they mean it!"

*Arvious proceeds to smashing the empty glass on the nearest person, which happens to be Samual.

*an ant walked into the pub, crawled up onto a table where he thought 'sam needs to calm down'*

Mr. Samual Report 10/13/2008 9:28:24 AM

*Samual slaps septim back* *Samual asks charley* "are you always like this, stoping fights and using logic"

*Sips on his drink.*
"Nope...I love a good fight, but only as long as you make it a good one.  I prefer comical fights."

*Pulls out a metal glove and slaps Arvious in the face with it, knocking him off his chair.*
"Stop trying to crush the patrons.  We get fewer people because of that*

*Is slapped and pulls out a large glove and throws a metal bar into it.  Charley slaps Arvious over the face as hard as he can.*

"I challenge you to a duel!"

"Gah...oh yeah?"

*Charley slaps Arvious over the head with a puppy*

*God stop with the slaping already*

*Samual chears on arnivous cause its funny*