GM Wolff grins and shrugs...

Sanlothel and the rest will probably find they have been underpaid. At least Ignatz Longpipe would think so.

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GM Wolff

Sure...
you can do that...
Just let me roll a few dice here...
Hmmm....

Selena started to her feet when the newcomer collapsed, but sank back down as another of their group went to his assistance. No sense crowding him, she thought, even as she fidgeted in the knowledge that she should probably see if there was anything she could do.

He appeared to have recovered quickly, however, and she sipped at her drink as he and the elf chatted.When Ariel took upon herself to introduce as many of the group as she could put names to, the young woman smiled and raised her mug in greeting. "My apologies for not giving my name sooner. With the recent excitement, it went clean out of mind!" She flashed a grin at Owen and added, "I'm Selena, and pleased to meet you all."

She looked as though she might have said more, but their table was approached by one of the other occupants of the room. One eyebrow raised at the nonchalant way he made his proposition and placed a handful of coins on the table. Confident, she mused. He seems so certain we're going to accept... Her lips twitched in a small smile as both Owen and Sanlothel reached forward and picked up two of the coins before heading for the door. Then again, he seems to be right...

Her brow furrowed as she considered the young woman she had seen through the doorway and the two men who followed. She had looked as though she needed help. Reaching out, Selena flipped one of the coins into the air and caught it as it fell. "It's been an unusual day so far," she mused, her eyes on the stranger who had made the offer. "It doesn't look as though that's likely to change any time soon..." Her fingers closed over the coin and her gaze flicked over to Marik. "Shall we give those gentleman a hand?"

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"So, where are we going? And why am I in this handbasket?"

Marik's gaze travels the room, pausing briefly on the coin, the GM, the door and finally Selena. His mouth curled into a smile.

"Selena, I think we need to have another talk about checking the depth of the water before jumping in. Still, it's the best offer we've had recently."

He collects up the last coin and grabs his equipment. At the doorway he pauses and looks thoughtfully at the two girls left.

"Ariel, Jade - would you ladies care to join us? I'm sure our employer can afford another two Suns."

Nozomi swept into the room, still seeming to glide rather than walk despite a general appearance that was decidedly worse for the wear. No more luxurious gowns for her, no more lavish jewelry or maids to spend a half-hour doing up her hair. Still, her eyes glistened, even if her clothes did not--in fact, she sniffed to herself, they reeked--and a slight smile tugged up the corners of her lips.

"Ah, home sweet home."

Approaching the bartender, she inquired as to what she had missed of late. Having been informed of the rather miraculous-sounding food fight, she sank into a royal pout, glaring sullenly at the remaining coins on the table as if they might turn back time so she could join in the fun.

OOC: Hello all, I'm baaaaa-aaackk! (I don't even know what that's from, but it felt appropriate.)

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Nozomi Astell

Ariel grins at Marik and shakes her head. "When GM Wolff starts throwing around Suns, I think I want to be far away... Have fun!"

Then Nozomi enters the tavern: "'Zomi!" The blonde throws herself at the Last Princess of Pelosia wrapping her in a hug. "Welcome back!!!"

"How have you been? Where have you been? Were there any boys there? How was the food? Did you see any sights? Were you in Rhiamann? On a ship? Where's your horse?

"Oh, Jade's here too. You have met Jade before, right? Jade, this is Nozomi; Nozomi, Jade."

"Where was I?" The blonde asks, not for the first or last time.

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Ariel

Stamping her foot indignantly: "I am not an air-head!"
(pause)
"What's an air-head?"