Reperations

[Adjanah]

'Twas the night of not christmas, but several days later.
Adjanah was out shopping, to fix and to cater
to Lomea's needs in her secret old lab.
"Stealing from her, pssh, I'm such a sap."

A set of new vials, and icky substances.
Better make it two, as not to take chances.
Glasses and jars and moist ogre dung,
tails of old rats, this wasn't much fun.

Adjanah glanced over at the grumpy shopowner
planning to do a trick that Lira had shown her.
When off to the side his gaze from her veered,
Adjanah, nice and gently, towards the door steered.

She ran through the door, clutching her wares
She stuffed them in pouches and bags, unawares,
that a cork from a bottle had gotten dislodged.
And out from it poured a foul-smelling sludge.

She ran and she ran, never seeing the drips.
Behind her, guards yelled "GET HER! Or she slips
out of our reach, she's stolen again!!"
Adjanah did pout, was she not their friend?

The icky old ooze seeped into her clothes.
Shame that Adjanah of such things not knows,
or she'd screamed and she'd flailed and jumped into a lake
Instead, nice and easy, her pants did fire take.

Only then did she see, and her eyes opened wide.
Her leggings , flames blazing, it was quite a sight.
"Bloody hell!" she did shout. "The feck is all this!?"
With a scream and a hollar, a lightpost she did miss.

Running full-speed at a metal cylinder
would cause all the bones of lessers to splinter.
Luckily for Adjanah, her body was a softy,
taking inspiration from a certain Lara Crofty.

With an "oof!" she did land in the dust on the street.
The guards were upon her, now this was a treat
they'd longed to catch for a bloody long while.
"You're coming with us! Behind bars, you damn child!"

Adjanah did mope as she peered through the bars.
Caught like a rat, awaiting her charge.
Now this wouldn't stand, really, how big was her sin?
Her leggings were burnt, showing patches of skin.

She waited and waited and waited some more.
When losing all hope, a creak came from the door
and a man stepped in to the dank little cell.
"Adjanah, I presume? Miss, you're heading for hell."

He told her the charges, and she could but laugh.
Thievery, misconduct, and insulting the staff
of several shops and inns and the temple.
Put up like this, a villain she resembled.

She thought and she pouted and she did at him smile.
The smile that said nothing but "Lemme give you a good while."
But the man did not take to her usual charms.
She was locked up, in trouble, big chains on her arms.

To be continued...

[Lommy]

"Let me through! The kid is ill! She needs her medicine!" a known voice echoes the jail. "Sure she is infecting... What? you touched her?! Show me your tongue! Get to the inn, make sure you drink at least half a bottle of malt. Alcohol kills it. Not later. NOW!"

A hooded person approches the cell, muttering somethings about guards and idiots.

"Child, you should be more careful! *scolding finger up* and by the way.. the stuff from the vendors is crap. Mostly old, wrong stored and almost effectless. If you want to help me, learn to gather the things by your own. The effect of most things depends on where you gather it. And this information is rarely traded by the vendors. You never know what they mixed into it to charge you higher for not pure substances. It is always important to know what you are working with.

But now, lets think about how we get you out of here..."

[Lirandel]

¤%#¤&¤%#&¤#%&¤&#¤%&"% and &%"#¤%&"#¤%&"%& you frecking %&"#¤%"#¤%#%" why in the name of #¤%"#%#% did you ¤%¤#¤%!!!

You got into this mess you better get yourself the freck out of it...

I dont know why I #¤%#¤"# put off with your mischief...

L

[Volgh]

"There is this little spell called invisibility! OR you could escape the... Lawful way!" Volgh grins and winks.

[Adjanah]

The woman approached Adj and lowered her hood.
Adjanah looked on her and then understood:
'Cause there stood old Lommy, all flustered and cold.
When looked at by her, Adj felt not very old.

"Lommy!" she cried and grabbed for the bars.
"They took me, on the street, brought up on false charge!
I didn't do nothing, you know I don't lie!"
Lommy just glared, a gleam in her eye.

Behind the dark elf, the guards did depart.
The ran and they stumbled, taken by Lom's art.
"Flee!" they screamed. "Be quick on your toes!
To the inn we must go, and drown all our woes!"

When bereft of the guards, the lock posed no threat.
A hairpin, a mousebone, there's no need for dread.
Adj needed but seconds, and to the floor fell
the lock, now unlocked, and noone to tell.

She grinned at old Lommy and she grabbed all her goods.
The guards had them taken while still in their moods.
She checked all the corks, and then started to run.
Then they left the dank dungeon and went into the sun.

Bah! Lommy coming and bailing me out...! So much for my heroic escape on my own! xD