Pumpkin Party

Stathan

So after a bit of a chat with Daingean, he logs and this is the result of Stathan and Lexen being left alone.

Lexen Verite says, "Do I strike you as the laughing type?"

You say, "If the occasion calls for it, I could see you laughing actually."

Lexen smirks.

You say, "And besides, a smirk is a form of smiling. So at the risk of impalement, you seem to enjoy smiling, in a twisted form."

Lexen Verite says, "I don't need to impale you."

Lexen Verite says, "I have a blade I've been itching to try out."

You raise an eyebrow questioningly.

You say, "I just got a lot more nervous..."

Lexen pulls a horseman's scimitar from his weaponbelt fluidly.

Lexen begins to wield a horseman's scimitar in his left hand.

You say, "Nice blade, at a distance."

Lexen smirks.

Lexen Verite says, "You don't want to give it a try?"

You say, "It would depend on the context."

You say, "What did you have in mind for testing it?"

Lexen Verite says, "It requires you to ... lose your head."

You say, "I'm going to guess you don't mean figuratively."

Lexen Verite says, "I do not, no."

You say, "At least it's quick..."

You say, "Though, perhaps in the city may not be the best place to er, test it."

Lexen eyes you suspiciously.

Lexen Verite says, "You want your head removed from your shoulders?"

You say, "I've done stupider things out of boredom?"

You say, "Besides, I'm mildly interested in that swords abilities. Easily distracted at times I suppose."

Lexen Verite says, "If you wish to find out first hand, I'll oblige you."

Lexen begins to follow you.

We do some walking and end up in the courtyard of the Flagon in Delos.

You nod your head emphatically.

You sit yourself down.

Lexen eyes you suspiciously.

Lexen Verite says, "Don't tell your aunt, aye?"

You say, "You've my word, I won't breathe a word of this to her."

A delightful cackle rises up from Lexen's belly as your face drops in horror. With a gleeful shriek, he whip his scimitar at your neck, slicing your head from your shoulders. In your last moment of consciousness, you have the odd sense of the world around you taking on a deep orange tint.

Lexen pats a bloody pumpkin carved to resemble Stathan in a friendly manner.

You peer at a bloody pumpkin carved to resemble Stathan suspiciously.

A bloody pumpkin carved with the unmistakeable features of Stathan stares vacantly into space. A small flame flickers within the pumpkin, which has had its top replaced and subsequently sealed shut.

It has 5 months of usefulness left.

It weighs about 15 pound(s).

It bears the distinctive mark of Deacon Stathan Dynaughden.

You say, "That...hmm."

You say, "Wonder if we can pike it..."

Lexen Verite says, "Can't pick it up."

You say, "May not have been the best choice of locations then."

You cough softly.

The corners of Lexen's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Lexen ceases to wield a horseman's scimitar, securing it to his weaponbelt.

You shrug helplessly.

You say, "Unless she knows you have it."

Lexen Verite says, "We'll blame someone else."

You say, "No harm done."

You say, "Oh of course, we can blame Jayke."

Lexen Verite says, "Sounds good."

Lexen Verite says, "Who's Jayke?"

You say, "Exactly."

Kaleigh

Lexen sounds scary at first, but turns out to be funny. I like it! hehe.