Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150606215453/@comment-25588187-20150607114323

Demesi, after recoving from Metella's goblet to the back of the head, decided that tonight he was actually going to do something, and considering his track record, this was a first. ''This party is oging to be filled with all sorts of people, looking for all kinds of workers. This could be my only chance to get out of this retched town, and away from that retched woman.''

Demesi arose, and walked directly upto Metella. "Metella, may I ask you something?"

Metella didn't respond, but only shot him a glare.

"Did you fill out Order Form B-26?"

"Of course, you thicked headed elf, I thought your kind were all supposed to be smartas-"

"And B-27?"

"2- 27?" Metella asked, for once in her life looking afraid.

"Yes, 27, it's a new mandate from the E.E.C after the break-in."

Metella was gone, quicker than Cliff Racer on Skooma. ''Metella. The only person who gets worried about made up pieces of paper.''

And with that, Demesi headed up to the cellar door.