riveit
July 2nd, 2005, 03:39 PM
The Illuminati were gathered for a guild dinner on the deck at Be'Canon's Bar overlooking Lake Shu. A gentle breeze blew off the lake and a gorgeous sunset tinged the sky orange.
Riveit turned to Kiliane and inquired, "So do you have really tall pumps? And how many do you have?"
Kiliane arched her browns and responded, "I have enough. Why, may I ask, do you want to know?"
"Because we are all too short, except for Magnifico, and he might be a little too tall."
"Too short for what?" Kiliane asked.
Riveit explained, "Well, let me start at the beginnning. You know how many dappers the Karavan collects from the teleporter service here at Fairhaven? Hundreds of thousands every day, over a million on busy days. Suppose we could run a teleporter service. We would be rolling in dappers in no time. The guild treasury would burst at the seams! There would be like a sea of dappers! So here is my plan. We will steal a teleporter. First, I am crafting three Karavan suits. Now we are too short for the suits ..."
Dalin spewed the beer she was drinking in a great guffaw. A howl of laughter went around the table. Watryk asked, "How are you going to turn it on? How do you point it? What about the Karavan guards?"
Arcana slammed her glass down and said, "Kid, shhhhh, hush everyone ... the walls have ears. They know everything that goes on in Fairhaven. No more talk like that around here ..."
Riveit turned to Kiliane and inquired, "So do you have really tall pumps? And how many do you have?"
Kiliane arched her browns and responded, "I have enough. Why, may I ask, do you want to know?"
"Because we are all too short, except for Magnifico, and he might be a little too tall."
"Too short for what?" Kiliane asked.
Riveit explained, "Well, let me start at the beginnning. You know how many dappers the Karavan collects from the teleporter service here at Fairhaven? Hundreds of thousands every day, over a million on busy days. Suppose we could run a teleporter service. We would be rolling in dappers in no time. The guild treasury would burst at the seams! There would be like a sea of dappers! So here is my plan. We will steal a teleporter. First, I am crafting three Karavan suits. Now we are too short for the suits ..."
Dalin spewed the beer she was drinking in a great guffaw. A howl of laughter went around the table. Watryk asked, "How are you going to turn it on? How do you point it? What about the Karavan guards?"
Arcana slammed her glass down and said, "Kid, shhhhh, hush everyone ... the walls have ears. They know everything that goes on in Fairhaven. No more talk like that around here ..."