Morning Sickness??? (Thurs April 6, morning)

[Granyte the Ogre]

-Lamalas can be seen exiting his tent looking rather green. He throws up beside his grove. Any that come to see him notice he is covered in sweat and looks like death warmed over. He sets up his chair, but ignores it and just lays on the grass in his Grove, tears in his eyes-

[Lilith Caia]

Lilith exits her cabin, still wearing (presumably) her nightdress underneath her dressing gown. She covers her mouth for a moment, looking uncomfortable, and then walks towards the tavern, a little unsteadily.

[Wizwik]

-Wizwik walks over- "Holy shit Lamalas!! What happened!?" he goes to his side looking worried

[Granyte the Ogre]

-Seeing Lilith, he goes to call over but as soon as he opens his mouth he is bent over behind a tree again. He seems to be emptying the past months worth of food from his system. Seeing Wizwik, he holds up a single hand as if to say "Stay back" before throwing up yet again. When he finally gathers a breath, he turns to the gnome- Evil...Something very evil...

[Lilith Caia]

Lilith walks back from the tavern with a large bottle of wine. She takes a swig as she walks, grimaces, and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Then she walks straight back into the cabin without a second of pause.

[Gustav Von Schattenkrieger]

*Walks out of the cabin a couple of minutes after Lilith enters and walks over to Lamalas*

Guess ya gotta stop eaten that Wild Elf food.

*smirks*

Gots good news fer ya and bad newsd fer ya when yer finished tossin' up yer guts.

[Granyte the Ogre]

-He looks over to Drakkon with a fake smirks- I only eat what the Tavern sells, so it can't be the food. Bad news first, please.

[Gustav Von Schattenkrieger]

Bad news is whoever had yer stuff either decided ta keep some of it or sold it ta someone I don't know. And it cost me 4 gold ta get yer stuff back from one of my sources. One of the thin's missin' is the tin of chocolate ye offered up as a reward. Someone's got a sweet tooth, I guess. The good thin' is I got 5 books, a fancy lookin' key, that hand, a fancy lookin' quill, and a medal of some type. Shake 4 gold coins outta yer pouch to recompense what came outta mine and I'll go fetch yer stuff.

[Granyte the Ogre]

-He nods to Drakkon as he speaks, wrapping the blanket around himself more.- I appreciate your assistance in this matter, but I do not have the kind of coin. Give me a few days and I will see what I can come up with.

[Gustav Von Schattenkrieger]

Fair enough. I gots it safely stashed somewhere so when ya get the coin I'll bring it to ya.