h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

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*Sharmin watches as the guards leave*

[old man] You have my gratidtude my lady.

*Sharmin stands up to leave*

But if you do see Syian..... please tell her I am searching for her

[Patricia] And you still have your life good sir, remember that in future

*Stares at Sharmin, remembering*

Sir, please drink with me, we may be able to help eachother

*sharmin looks at patricia puzzled*

Errrmm of course.

*sharmin takes a seat next to Patricia and orders an ale, looking around warily all the time*

*Sidles up to Sharmin*

[Patricia] what class of Mage are you

*sharmin thinks for a minute, a look of concentration grips his face*



*he looks down and spots his sword hanging from his belt and realisation hits him*

Warrior.....
I am a warrior...

*sharmin smiles, his bright perfect teeth sparkling in the candle light*

*Patricia looks disappointed*

[Patricia] Oh, I thought you were a necromancer

*Sidles up to Sharmin, knowing full well where his weakness is, she runs her finger down his arm*

[Patricia] You can still help me I hope

*Thurin enters and heads up to the bar where he requests two barrels of their finest, three tankards and that the bill be sent to his house. When it arrives hes heaves up each barrel onto his sholders and asks the barmaid to put the tankards in his pocket before leaving again and heading back to the guild*

*a small slim figure in a dark cloak enters, she doesn't entirely know what brought her here...only a dim memory of an agreemement made*

*she sees Patricia and moves over to her, she sits beside her and speaks in a low voice*

Do you have my bell?

Yes I do

*Hands over the bell*

~~This young man's name is Sharmin, he claimes to be looking for you~~

*her memories swirl but she places no 'Sharmin' in her mind*

~~I do not know him~~

*she takes the bell carefully*

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[Patricia] I must leave you all now I am here for a purpose, my advice is don't go to the guild, it could be dangerous for a while, revenge can be deadly

*Leaves*

*thinks for a second then moves over to Sharmin, she has regained some of her old deadliness*

You were...looking...for me?

*Sharmin stutters, staring at syian his jaw drops*

A.... But... Ermmm....

*Sharmin suddenly stands throwing off his disguise he smiles, his white teeth glinting in the dim light, he drops suddenly to one knee, taking Syian hand in his he kisses her gently on the knuckle and looks up into her eyes, his long blond hair shimmering in the light and his dazzling smile spread across his face*

My Lady Syian... I have finaly found you..
I Lord Sharmin have searched long and hard for you My Lady.
I have traveled through blistering heat, across scorching desert. I have climbed mountains and swam great rivers all to declare my love for you.....

*Sharmin kneels and watches as Syian stands up suddenly and leaves, barely acknowledging his presence as she pushes past him and leaves*

But.... But....

*suddenly two guards burst in puyshing past syian on her way out and look at Sharmin*

[guard] Lord Sharmin you are hearby under arrest by order of Lady Shaylar
*Sharmin looks around and see's guards heading in thorugh the back door. he desperatly searches for a way out. Seeing none he tentativly approaches the guards, hand on sword hilt*

You must be mistaken my dear fellows. I am a great friend of Lady Shaylar She would never mean to arrest me..

*sharmin smiles his brilliant white teeth glinting in the light just as everything goes black*

*A guard stands behind him, a large club clutched in his hand he looks over to the other guards and shrugs*

[guard] Well Shaylar did say he was dangerous and not to take any chances.

*The guards heft Sharmins body between them and take him to the cells*

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Orders some ale, glances around at bleary-eyed folks, grins
"Pleased to make thy aquaintance"
sups from her cup, and waits

[Maid] I'm sorry, but we can't serve you while the city is under attack!

*a boulder crashes through the window and takes out one of the table*

*zantir enters the tavern*

an please Rose

Rose: not during the fighting

Its over now lass *he smiles at her warmly*

Please?

Rose: certainly Zantir *she runs into the back and fetches him an *