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*Turns in the direction of Kidwynn*

Song would we a welcome change m'lady, The Haven has been devoid of merriment as of late. Let's us hope you can remember.

*Slowly turns back to his ale.

*To the newcomer*

And what might your name be?

*Puts a mug in front of him and pours another round*

*After a few more minutes of thinking, a mischevious grin crosses Kidwynn's face.*

Ah, now I remember the tune luvs.

*She stands up and begins singing*

(OOG: To the tune of "God Rest Ye Marry Gentlemen")

"My lover is a fisherman/he lets me hold is rod
Almost too much to handle/much more long than it is broad
The grip is over three hands high/the shaft it never bends
And we never let it come between good friends, 'twain good friends,
And we never let it come between good friends.

My lover is a fisherman/he sails a sturdy boat
Sails back and forth through weeds and foam/and always stays afloat
Prow's got one hole, though it is told/it leaks but seldomly
When it feels the rocking motion of the sea, of the sea,
When it feels the rocking motion of the sea

My lover is a fisherman/he weilds a mighty oar
As soon's he wrap his fingers round/he's never far from shore,
Smooth to the touch from stroking much/in time to silent drums
And warm waves rush out to meet him when he comes, when he comes,
And warm waves rush out to meet him when he comes."

*Kidwynn takes a drink after finishing the song and watches everyone.*

(OOG: lyrics by Kim Dubczek..Elf Marshall S.H.E)

I'm Fy'Rin Nightcrawler. I crewed with Captain Robin on the Talon. I've only arrived in town a few days ago. I came in with a mute dwarf who calls himself Tarn. We visted the inn with the Captain and Nuk a few nights ago, I believe it was the night Roland liberated quite a large amount of wine.

*Raises his goblet*

Cheers, good lady...

*and takes a drink*

*Slamming his fist on the bar to keep the beat, he has a wide grin on his face.*

*After she finishes he begins to stand and applause when he realizes he he is having alittle trouble standing*

"I would stand and give you a worthy applause but it seems that I have had more rum than I thought. It was a welcome sound though, you have a good voice."

*He begins to clap."

*Kidwynn looks at the audience, grins, and bows.*

*She then looks at Sethreal*

Oh boy, looks like I got you a little overly hooked on the rum luv.

"Thats ok I needed a night like this. I believe this is what fun is."

Oh and I am a firm believer in having fun luv as you well know. You boys were looking a bit rough around the edges.

*She grins mischeviously*

It is my firm belief that one should live their life to the fullest with as much merryment, for why bother living if you are not having a good time.

Shale laughs and offers a light clap for her tune. "Quite intresting dear Kidwynn. Definatly the tune of a sea fareing lass."

He takes a drink of his ale anjoying Atrum's fine selection.

"Seems a quiet night. I enjoy quiet nights." he said. "Though with you two and the others to keep an eye on..."

*Kidwynn grins*

Shale luv, you are suggesting that Sethreal, Kels, and I are having a wee bit of a nack for getting ourselves into trouble by making sound as if you need to keep an eye on us.

My dear Kidwynn, I've not know you long, but I have a hard time believeing that you would ever get yourself into trouble.

*With a somewhat sinister looking grin, finishes off his ale and orders another.*

Chuckles and smiles at the good Master, "Far be it from me to second guess my superiors, but warriors and swashbucklers are trained to tilt and rush into trouble, we healers and witch hunters tend to watch more cautiously. If I say I am keeping an eye on you, it is only because I would like to see you spared a surprise from your flank. Or perhaps to offer some wisdom in a delicate situation..."

He sips his ale, and casually plays with a candle on the bar.

"They are indeed a toublesome bunch....."

*Curufin walks into the Inn*

"I would spare two eyes when watching them, when you can."

*Curufin sits next to Fy'Rin, and nods*

*Still talking to shale*

"Don't think that I don't appreciate a healer on my flank, I too am guilty of letting my emotions get the better of me."

*To Atrum*

"Glad to see you again. So what's good tonight?"

*After his long quiet Seth looks up to see Curufin.*

"Now I believe that I am not in as much need of wathcing as Kidwynn, but a few people watching my back is always welcome."

*He looks at his drink and says,"What the hell." and downs the rest.*