"Nah, I'm good, Freddy..."

Gwen finally wakes up after sleeping for 103 hours.  She looks around the bar.

Anything interesting happen while I dozed?

She looks younger somehow.  About 8 years younger in fact.  When she pulls a compact out of her purse to check her makeup, she sees this.

Oh demon spit!  How long was I asleep?  This will take a lot of heavy duty magic use to wear off.

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You're not as real as you think you are.

Gadimus stares at Gwen, he strains as though he recalls some mystical force from within. Its as though some laten powers he posseses were finally arising from the depths.

Sweat begins to bead accross it face and his hands begin to shake. The music he plays becomes unsteady and out of place.

Suddenly he falls back and light explodes from his eyes, ears and mouth. He screams in several ancient unknown dialects and then falls limp on the floor.

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Gwen looks startled and then jumps up to check on Gadimus.

  Are you alright? If something I said or did caused that, I'm sorry.

 

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You're not as real as you think you are.

Karo shakes his head. "sure is a lot of weird stuff going on here..."

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Fred shrugged his shoulders.

"You should've been here last week. It was the Miskatonic University graduation party. Almost summoned up a frikkin' Elder God before I got them out..."

He looked at the unconcious Gadimus.

"That man needs a good sober-up-drink..."

He started mixing various spicy herbs and rotten eggs and stuff you wouldn't want to know about. When he was done he poured it up into a glass.

"Here, let him drink this..."

Gwen looks thoughtful.

I think I knew someone from Miskatonic U. Now what was his name?  It started with a "H".  Has ... Hast ... Give me a moment and it'll come to me.

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You're not as real as you think you are.

Fred looked a bit panicked.

"Uhm, I don't think you should mention his name, or there could be trouble..."

"What kind of trouble?" asked Karo, looking up from his drink.

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"How about a Fate Worse Than Death?"

*Jolly Feather stays strangely quiet for awhile*
*His face twitches, and he mumbles something to himself*
*Then he goes back to being quiet*

The door to the bar opened slowly. Anyone who glanced to see the new arrival would be hard pressed to spot him -- the tiny faerie stood on the ground with a hand pointed at the opening door, seemingly fatigued by the effort. Lowering his hand he took a minute to gather his breath and spread his wings, fluttering for the bar itself.

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Six inches of cute brooding war hero.

Fred had seen a lot stranger things than faeries in this bar, so he just went to work.

"Ah, hello! You want something do drink?"

"That would depend. Do you have any ashwood bark in stock?" Ryvaken asked as he landed on the bar. "You have no idea how hard it is to find a place that serves bark tea -- let alone the hard stuff."

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"I've got everything back here! Hang on..."

Fred disapeared into the storage again. Among the many jars he indeed found one containing bark. He returned and started to cook the tea...