Part 6

The Next Day.

Wrymm cracks the sleep across his eyes as he slowly becomes conscious, he opens an eye & sees one of the tavern wenches curled up asleep to his right, he smiles to himself but his lips are cracked & parched from the dehydrated slumber, my mouth taste like the bottom of a canary cage he thinks to himself………
what is that Smell??

He turns to his left & sees a pair of familiar feet, entangled with the feet of another bar wench.
Not again, shark!!! I wish you would find your own bed, I don’t mind sharing wenches, but waking up next to your feet is sometimes more than I can bear…..
wrymm starts to dry reach, he staggers to his feet & runs from the room.

Possum wakes up smiling as wrymm rushes by the bed in the bar & out the door, totally pleased with his efforts toward the lady stargrace, he turns to give the lady a good morning cuddle, as he lifts the sheet, he is horrified to find one of the stableboys………….AAAAARRGGHHH!!!!!
He leaps up & runs for the door but he doesn’t notice wrymm coming back in, SMACK!!! Straight into the Nergals breastplate.
His eyes roll back & he falls backward, SLAP on the floor.

Poor lad thinks wrymm, wouldn’t last 5 minutes at Nergals.

Starry appears from a back room, do we have any bandaids ways wrymm?
I think there’s some in the kitchen says starry, whats left of it that is, she titters.
Sniff sniff, hmmm says wrymm.
What says starry
What have you been up to he winks, you smell like donk, LOL
She merely smiles with a slight blush.

Go get the bandaids & I’ll bring this mess in & patch him up.
Starry heads into the kitchen as wrymm bends to pick possum up of the floor, he throws possum over his shoulder & heads for the kitchen as well, meanwhile, shark has arisen & headed for the kitchen to prepare some breakfast.
He meets starry who tells him of possums plight, he bursts out laughing, I gotta see this he says.
As wrymm reaches the kitchen door, possum begins to stir, but at that moment, shark comes flying through the door which slams into possums head & promptly knocks him out once again.

Oh dear!!! I think we need two bandaids now.

Alrighty says shark, everyone outta my kitchen, I’ll get us some breakfast going to cure our hangover’s.
The assembled revellers all head for the bar to await feeding & order a few “hair of the dog” drinks.
Is possum going to be in your way shark? I may as well leave him there for now.
No, he’s fine, says shark, just the sort of company I like when I’m cooking…….. Quiet!!!

Starry & wrymm race to the bar, their competitive spirit not dampened by the hangover at all, but as they reach the bar, Donk is just finishing off the 1st ale of the day
They look at each other, Damn!!!

Shark comes out of the kitchen after a short time with & large bowl of Amra bacon & fried Hatchlings, enough for all.
He walks over to donk & puts it on the table, they’re ya go donk, enjoy. He quickly rushes back to the kitchen & appears again with a bowl half the size of the previous bowl, he puts it on a table on the other side of the room & announces that anyone who wants a feed better grab some while donk is busy eating his breakfast.
After a long second, everyone else rushes over to get some sustenance for the trip home.

Shortly, Possum awakes to the sound of muted merriment, coming from somewhere, he opens an eye.

Out in the bar the guests here a squeal, AAAAAARRRGGHH!!!!!, my kitchen.
Possum bursts out through the door…..the bar is empty except for the regular lone drinker, sitting at the bar.

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