(2024-03-11) Interlude: Survey for a Swamp Witch, Part 1 (Cobalt Blade)

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Author:	Alli
Summary:	Tadget, Vesyllah, Arthur and Thalstan are sent by Tervosh to ask the swamp witch Tabetha about the recent elemental unrest. She sends them to collect some unusual things, and terrorizes Arthur. The team journeys together, seeing the sights along the way to their goal.
Rating:	T for Teen

Arc: The Cobalt Blade

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quest-usual violence, some crude humor

As usual, the team meets up at the Mage Tower in Theramore.
[Tadget]: Sup cheesebags.
[Tadget]: Zaara is off investigating some weird elemental crap.
[Thalstan]: Hello, team!
[Thalstan]: Ready ta see what Tervosh has got fer us today?
[Arthur]: oh, did she get a lead on the geomaical resonance?
[Tadget]: The what now?
[Tadget]: I dunno. That's her department.
[Vesyllah]: I swear I learned Common. But what did you just say?
[Tadget]: Mage crap.
[Thalstan]: Sounded like mage stuff, aye.
[Thalstan]: I suppose we'll see!
[Arthur]: I mean the disturbances Zaara has been feeling in the earth and in the water. the spirits of them.
[Tadget]: 'Kay.
[Thalstan]: Oh! That! Aye, that's a problem.
[Tadget]: I figure she knows what she's doing.
[Tadget]: But we're 20% less pretty today. Sadness.
[Thalstan]: Yeah we're missing some good Booty, I hafta say.
Vesyllah rolls her eyes like the party-pooper she is.
[Tadget]: SIGH.
[Tadget]: I HATE THIS PLACE.
[Arthur]: As I was trying to say-
[Tadget]: Oh, Trouble's tryna say a thing.
[Thalstan]: Aye, Trouble?
Tadget listens intently to Arthur.
[Arthur]: We've been talking about it and the prevailing hypothesis is that the spirits are distressed and attempting to communicate about a problem with the…well the earth, I guess.
[Tadget]: Sounds like a nerd problem.
[Tadget]: Find me something I can stab.
[Arthur]: People are arguing, but the smart mages are worried.
[Thalstan]: If there's a problem wi' the earth, tha's a problem. We live on it.
[Tadget]: And what about you? You worried?
Tadget peers at Arthur searchingly.
[Arthur]: Fel, yes. Zaara's worried, and she would know!
Tadget sighs at Arthur.
Archmage Tervosh says: I can tell you I am, too.
Arthur nods at Archmage Tervosh.
[Tadget]: Oh, um, sorry for conversating right in front of you, archmage sir.
[Arthur]: See?
Archmage Tervosh says: Oh, don't worry about it. Jaina does it all the time.
Tadget giggles at Lady Jaina Proudmoore.
[Tadget]: I hope you didn't hear that part about how much I hate your tower.
[Arthur]: All that uphill walking is good for the bum.
[Tadget]: So it would seem.
Arthur resists a pose.
Tadget giggles at Arthur.
Thalstan chuckles at Arthur.

Archmage Tervosh says: In any case, I have been working on that staff, but piecing it together is proving harder than I'd thought.
[Vesyllah]: I just figured all this is related to all the ley line problems.
Arthur grins, and pays attention to the archmage.
[Tadget]: You've been working on your staff and it's harder than- sorry, go on.
Archmage Tervosh gives Tadget a Look.
Tadget bats innocent, long-lashed, peridot-green eyes.
Arthur will *not* comment.
Archmage Tervosh says: It could be the ley line issue - that's still not resolved. But I'm actually rather worried by what I've seen in those crystals you've brought me from Maraudon.
[Vesyllah]: Hmm? Oh right. Those.
Archmage Tervosh says: The land is not bouncing back the way we would've expected, after the removal of the corrupted elemental a while back.
[Tadget]: Hmmmmmm.
Archmage Tervosh says: It's… possible… that Kinndy's staff idea will shed some light on things, but in the meantime I'd like to take a more direct approach.
[Arthur]: Always refreshing to go out in the field, Sir.
Archmage Tervosh says: Excellent! So the first thing I want to ask you to do is to speak to someone more down-to-earth. There's a colleague of mine who lives in the swamp.
[Tadget]: Of course.
Arthur looks a bit pensive, but stays quiet.
[Vesyllah]: Oh. Fun. The swamp.
Archmage Tervosh says: Yes, I can't claim to understand her motivations. Her name's Tabetha.
[Tadget]: I've had dealings with her in the past.
Arthur still says nothing, but his shoulders rise just a little.
Archmage Tervosh says: I would like you to ask her if she's seen anything troubling in the creatures or plants of southern Kalimdor.
Archmage Tervosh says: She might ask for your help in assessing the situation.
[Tadget]: I find giraffes troubling.
[Vesyllah]: Those necks just…shouldn't.
Tadget agrees with Vesyllah.
Archmage Tervosh says: I rather envy a creature so well-suited to its environment. Would that we all were.
Tadget eyes Archmage Tervosh up and down.
Thalstan looks dubious.
Archmage Tervosh looks Tadget up and down.
[Vesyllah]: You sound like the druids.
Vesyllah does not say that like it's a compliment.
Archmage Tervosh says: Perhaps I have some respect for our allies.
[Tadget]: Mkay, so, I guess we'll go talk to Tabetha. Glad I didn't wear my good boots.
[Thalstan]: Well, fer us, too, I hope.
Vesyllah sighs. "Whatever. Let's get this swamp trek over with."
Archmage Tervosh says: Naturally. And take care not to sink in the swamp.
[Vesyllah]: …thanks.
Tadget takes a running leap over the railing. @#$% ramps.
[Arthur]: Okay. Thank you. Um. I'll go.
Tadget giggles at Vesyllah.
They head down to visit Tabetha in her hut in the swamp.
[Thalstan]: Everythin' alright Arthur? Ye seemed a bit spooked at mention o' the swamp lass.
[Arthur]: Oh yeah! For sure! Everyone goes to visit Tabetha in the swamp eventually!
Arthur sounds perky.
[Tadget]: That's ominous.
[Thalstan]: …everyone? Is tha' like… a mage rite o' passage? Or a bravery test?
[Tadget]: Or a metaphor?
[Arthur]: Yes?
[Thalstan]: Should we be worried?
[Arthur]: No more than the usual amount.
Tadget stabs the air with her daggers.
Tadget unpacks Tailwind.
Tadget wipes down her daggers, holding onto Tailwind with her legs.
[Thalstan]: It's no' that bad a swamp.
Arthur waits until they're out of earshot. "Tabetha's a witch."
[Thalstan]: A witch? How's tha' dif'rent?
[Tadget]: I was gonna ask the same thing.
[Tadget]: She turns people into frogs instead of sheep?
[Thalstan]: She's more 'down ta earth'? Or was tha' just a joke about the tower?
[Arthur]: She knows plenty about arcane magic, but she's…uncanny. She has contact with forces that are more than just absract forces like frost.
[Arthur]: not quite like a shaman, or a druid, or even a warlock, but….reminiscent.
[Thalstan]: Hmm… maybe tha's an edge we need then.
[Tadget]: She's definitely a little uncanny, I'll give you that.
[Tadget]: I've done occasional business with her, but not in a while.
[Thalstan]: We spoke to her briefly, with tha' whole burned inn mystery, I believe.
[Thalstan]: Only briefly though.
Tadget keeps trying to push her bangs back up, but the rain keeps flattening them.
Arthur is having wet hair problems, and looks more woebegone.
They arrive at the hut.
[Thalstan]: Well, I think this is the place.
[Thalstan]: Everyone ready?
[Tadget]: Ugh it stinks here.
[Thalstan]: Miss Tabetha? Excuse me?
Arthur sighs. "Okay. Had to come here anyway."
[Tadget]: Why do I get the feeling you have been procrastinating something, Trouble?
Tabetha says: If I don't, will you come in anyway?
Tadget nods at Tabetha.
[Thalstan]: Uh, yeah, we've got business.
Tabetha says: Tervosh, yes… that stuffy little man's forever asking me questions, but…
Tadget firmly nudges Art forward.
Tabetha peers at Arthur.
Arthur bites back a yelp.
Tadget encourages Arthur.
Tabetha says: Come here, little mage. I don't bite.
[Arthur]: I have it, Ma'am.
Tabetha says: Oh? You do? *Tabetha smiles, holding out one hand.*
Arthur produces an [Infernal Orb] from a silk bag and hands it over.
Tabetha says: Oh, that's a nice one! No, I don't mean it's "nice" like cool juice is nice on a hot day.
Tabetha says: In fact, it's very NOT nice now that I think about it. Not the juice. The orb!
[Arthur]: Indeed, Ma'am.
Tabetha says: Anyway, focus Arthur Reeves, we can't finish this if you keep getting distracted.
Vesyllah snorts.
[Arthur]: Yes, Ma'am.
Tabetha says: Did you tell your friends what you're doing with the infernal orb?
Arthur feels a shivering light pass over him.
Tabetha says: Gird yourself, Arthur, for the demon in this orb is a fel beast.
[Tadget]: AAAAAAA!
[Thalstan]: That's a demon!
[Vesyllah]: This is your penance!
We kill a very unexpected demon.
[Tadget]: THANKS FOR THE WARNING, ART.
Tadget cackles maniacally at Arthur.
[Arthur]: I didn't know she was just gonna…
Tadget rolls on the floor laughing at Arthur.
Tabetha says: See, this is why it's good to talk to your friends. And, you know, to not be so late bringing me things.
[Tadget]: Yikes.
Tabetha says: Good thing they were quick on the uptake.
Tadget can't stop giggling.
Thalstan looks utterly confused.
Arthur looks like he's deeply embarrassed. "Yes, Ma'am."
Tabetha raises an eyebrow at him, but nods.
Tabetha says: Anyway, you all gave that demon a lesson he won't soon forget.
Tabetha says: He'll think twice before he sticks his ugly head back in this world, looking for the stupid mortal who beat him. Probably with friends this time. Big, scaly friends who'd want nothing more than to tear you into little pieces.
Tadget blinks.
Arthur gulps.
Tabetha says: Oh, I didn't scare you, did I?
Tabetha looks at him innocently.
[Vesyllah]: Good thing he has scary friends of his own.
[Arthur]: I'm fine, Ma'am. just a bit unsettled.
Tabetha says: Good. The next step is to secure a power source. Unfortunately, the best power sources are usually the oldest and the hardest to get. It's neat how fate likes to take a bite out of you sometimes, isn't it?
Tabetha says: If you want me to finish this, you'll need to fetch a power source from an obsidian sentinel in the Uldaman ruins.
[Arthur]: Oh, Uldaman. Right. Okay. Sure.
Arthur looks a bit green around the gills.
Tabetha says: Best of luck, Art. And if you don't get lucky then, well… it was nice knowing you.
[Tadget]: Wow.
[Tadget]: Art, you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with.
Tabetha says: Hmm… while you're here. Show me your wand.
[Arthur]: Oh, thanks. Um. I'll do my best-oh?
Vesyllah snickers quietly.
Tabetha laughs.
Arthur produces a [Gravestone Scepter]. "This one?"
[Tadget]: Oh. Whew!
Tabetha says: Yes, yes, that wand. I've no interest in the other one.
Tabetha examines it carefully.
[Arthur]: I…yes, ma'am. of course not.
Tabetha says: This won't do, will it? You've rather outgrown it, I think.
Tabetha says: I'm willing to help you, but the building of a mage's wand is not easy. Rare substances are required, and a vessel must be made that can store great quantities of magical energy. You must gather these things and bring them to me.
[Arthur]: I have had it for a while…
Tabetha says: Here’s a list of the reagents.
[Arthur]: Okay. A list. Yes. Um…
[Arthur]: A jade, a bolt-charged bramble, and.. that's it.
Tabetha says: Exactly. Good student.
[Arthur]: I have the jade. I'll get the other part soon. and come back.
Tabetha says: Once you have them, come back here, and we'll make a proper wand.
Tabetha says: Take care not to get struck by lightning!
[Arthur]: I will be so careful, I promise.
Tadget smothers another giggle.
Tabetha nods, satisfied. "You've got a lot of promise, if nothing kills you between now and then."
[Arthur]: That's my aim! Not dying ignominiously. Or…any other way, really.
Tadget giggles at Arthur.
[Thalstan]: He's tough, ma'am, I reckon he can handle a little lightning and sentinels.
Tabetha says: Right, then, if that's all you were here for…
[Thalstan]: It was not!
Arthur looks at Thalstan.
Tadget now pushes Thalstan forward.
Tadget's job today is pushing people at witches, I guess.
Tabetha sighs. "Fine, Tervosh's questions."
[Thalstan]: Aye. He was wonderin' if ye knew what's been goin' on with the earth. And if it was a problem in southern Kalimdor as well.
Tabetha says: Well, obviously there's a lot of problems.
Tabetha says: There always are. But… I take it you're referring to the recalcitrant elements these days?
[Tadget]: Yeah! Elemental crap.
[Thalstan]: Uh-huh.
Tabetha says: Well, then, I'm afraid I have few answers from the middle of a swamp. But if you were to bring me some reagents… *she looks at them cheerfully* …I could see what I might uncover.
Thalstan sighs. "What reagents do ye want?"
Tabetha says: Entrails from the creatures in the southern regions. Say… roc gizzards from tanaris? Livers from the wildlife in feralas?
[Tadget]: Seeeeeeriously?
Thalstan's eyes are wide. He smooths his beard nervously.
Tabetha says: They have to be from those regions. I need the connection there.
[Tadget]: Fine, fine.
[Thalstan]: I suppose we could… do tha'… *Thal looks at the others to gauge their willingness*
[Vesyllah]: Sure. Fine. Whatever.
[Tadget]: You're the boss.
[Arthur]: It makes sense. The creatures would have a sympathetic connection to the environment-
Tabetha says: That task should be simple enough. If I lose Art, here, I expect it will be to some truly impressive creature.
Arthur deflates at Tabetha's words.
[Tadget]: No one will be losing Art on my watch.
Tabetha nods encouragingly at Arthur. "Exactly. That's the connection I need. See? You pick things up quickly, little mage."
Tadget points two fingers to her eyes and then at Tabetha in an 'I'm watching you, lady…' kind of gesture.
Arthur mumbles, "…so for best effect, we'd have to get them back quickly."
[Tadget]: I can do quickly.
Tadget sprints off.
[Thalstan]: Let's head that way.
They head towards Tanaris. It’s a long ride.
[Thalstan]: I see why ye were nervous, Art.
[Tadget]: She's the worst.
Vesyllah sighs. "At least it's raining."
[Thalstan]: She jus' pulled a demon out of an orb outta nowhere!
Tadget rolls her eyes at Vesyllah.
[Thalstan]: I'd ask why she'd want ta stay here and live, but… she seems right odd.
[Tadget]: I had to hide out in this swamp for a while. It was the worst.
[Tadget]: Then I moved to Feralas, which is awesome. Though some of the awesome may have been the hallucinatory mushrooms I accidentally ate.
[Thalstan]: Maybe we can stay off th' mushrooms while we're there,
[Tadget]: Suit yourself.
Tadget giggles at you.
They approach the Thousand Needles lift.
[Thalstan]: Careful up here.
[Thalstan]: There's taurens.
Tadget moos. Mooooooooooo.
Tadget moos at you. Mooooooooooo.
[Thalstan]: Aye, but they've got horns. And… also like swords and all.
[Thalstan]: They're fierce fighters!
[Tadget]: Horns and swords? That seems like overkill.
[Thalstan]: I'll get their attention an' you all can take the elevator.
The taurens have no desire for battle with the Cobalt Blade. Maybe they’re sick of the Horde-Alliance conflict.
[Thalstan]: Or… maybe they don't mind us
[Tadget]: We're celebrities.
[Thalstan]: Huh, much friendlier than last time I was here.
[Tadget]: They make exceptions.
[Thalstan]: Mus' be. I bet our books are big in Thunderbluff.
[Arthur]: maybe they don't like picking on someone their own size.
[Tadget]: They have to be big there, or their big clumsy hands can't turn the pages.
You laugh.
[Arthur]: Oh um, is it all right if I make a quick stop? won't take a minute.
[Tadget]: Never drink coffee before a mission, Art.
[Arthur]: There's someone I gotta meet out on the shimmering flats raceway.
[Tadget]: Oh.
[Thalstan]: Sure, I don't mind.
[Tadget]: Sure, I love the raceway.
[Thalstan]: They've got good ice cream.
[Tadget]: One of Finn's favorite places, actually.
[Tadget]: He loves to meet people there.
[Arthur]: Awesome! I gotta go pick up a book. Stormwind tower knows I used to be a message courier, and so they send me after books all the time.
[Thalstan]: Seems a rather… gnome place?
[Thalstan]: Ah, a book out here? Huh.
[Tadget]: I beg your PARDON? It is a GOBLIN place.
[Arthur]: Yeah there's a Magus out there. Tirth.
[Thalstan]: Still, a lotta gnomes… is your magus a gnome?
[Arthur]: Oh hey, there he is. That human.
Tadget peers at Magus Tirth searchingly.
[Arthur]: Hey, Hi! Arthur Reeves, Stormwind tower. I was sent to get a book called Rituals of power?
Tadget slings her arm companionably around Art's shin.
[Tadget]: Oooh, can we stay for the race?
Tadget sits on the bleachers.
Magus Tirth says: Arthur Reeves, huh?
Arthur listens as the mage regales him with instructions.
[Arthur]: Strongbox. Special phrase…apprentice has it? Okay I'll look. Thanks!
[Tadget]: Hey, siddown, the race is about to start!
[Tadget]: Since we came all this way, may as well.
[Thalstan]: If ye say so.
Tadget cheers!
Arthur settles down. "never seen this."
[Vesyllah]: Oh, what fun. Watching rolling bombs go by really fast.
Tadget counts down the remaining minute under her breath.
The racers are OFF! The team sits on the bleachers watching the race in peaceful companionship.
Vesyllah lets out a long, drawn-out sigh.
Tadget cheers at Gnome Racer!
[Vesyllah]: Do they ever explode? That would be entertaining.
[Tadget]: GO GNOMES!
[Tadget]: The goblin one might.
[Thalstan]: I bet so. *Thal nods at Tadget* Aye, goblins.
Vesyllah crosses her fingers for an explosion.
Tadget slurps at her drink. Hey, where'd she get that?
Tadget agrees with Arthur.
Tadget shades her eyes and squints across the sand.
[Tadget]: Anybody see 'em? Maybe they did blow up…
Tadget cheers!
[Tadget]: Maybe later, snookums.
Arthur laughs.
[Arthur]: The track is huge! I can't even see 'em.
Tadget slurps her drink loudly.
[Thalstan]: They go right outta sight!
[Vesyllah]: Which is what makes this sooooo exciting….
[Tadget]: It's SUSPENSE, okay??
[Thalstan]: How many laps do they do?
[Thalstan]: Jus' the one?
The goblins pull ahead.
[Tadget]: Noooooo… come on, gnomes!
[Tadget]: Anybody want some ice cream?
Vesyllah takes out a book with the cover ripped off and idly pages through it.
[Arthur]: Oh yeah! Ice cream's great!
[Tadget]: Great! Go get us some.
[Arthur]: Fell for that, didn't I?
Tadget giggles.
You chuckle at Tadget.
[Tadget]: You'd think he'd never met me.
Tadget peers at Arthur searchingly.
[Thalstan]: He is goin' for ice cream though.
Arthur seems to be wandering around aimlessly.
[Tadget]: He has no idea where the ice cream is, does he.
[Thalstan]: Do you?
[Thalstan]: I do no'.
[Tadget]: I know exactly where it is, but I don't feel like walking there.
Vesyllah frowns at her book, muttering absently, "Luscious thighs? Give me a break…."
Nothing has been heard from the announcers in a while.
[Tadget]: I think the racers may have indeed exploded.
Vesyllah looks up from the book. "Exploded?"
[Thalstan]: I don't hear 'em coming about.
[Tadget]: Surely they'd have been back by now, if they remained unexploded.
[Thalstan]: Maybe we'd best head on, then.
[Tadget]: Without my ice cream???
[Vesyllah]: Without seeing the wreckage?
[Thalstan]: Arthur, you got the ice cream?
[Arthur]: I have it here.
Tadget cheers at Arthur!
Tadget thanks Arthur.
[Vesyllah]: Ah…thanks but no, Art.
[Tadget]: Ves hates fun.
[Arthur]: Okay. Double scoop for tadge, then.
Arthur gives Tadget some ice cream.
Tadget cheers at Arthur!
[Vesyllah]: I don't really like sweets.
Arthur gives Thalstan some ice cream.
[Thalstan]: Thanks, Art!
[Tadget]: What about me? I'm sweet!
Vesyllah snorts.
[Thalstan]: But it's strawberry. Tha's like… fruits.
Tadget cheers at Arthur!
[Vesyllah]: You are bitter and sharp, and I'm here for it.
Thalstan enjoys his strawberry ice cream.
[Tadget]: Okay! Ice cream acquired!
[Arthur]: Totally healthy, I'm sure.
[Tadget]: Let's go.
[Thalstan]: To Tanaris!
They ride south, and the racers zoom by behind them as they pass.
[Tadget]: We JUST missed em.
Tadget cheers!
[Thalstan]: Ach, they came by?
[Arthur]: just now!
[Thalstan]: Track must be longer than I thought!
[Thalstan]: Not exploded then!
[Tadget]: It's bonkers.
[Thalstan]: Tanaris!
[Arthur]: I think, money for drink.
Tadget lets out a long, drawn-out sigh.
They arrive in Tanaris.
[Tadget]: I love this place. Good memories.
[Thalstan]: Ye got good memories everywhere, it seems, Mayhem.
[Thalstan]: Except Dustwallow.
[Tadget]: I'm well traveled.
[Tadget]: And awesome.
[Tadget]: So everywhere I go, awesome stuff happens.
[Thalstan]: Well… let's have a look at finding those rocs she was talkin' about.
[Tadget]: Watch out for the - everything, really.
[Thalstan]: It does no' seem like a hospitable land.
[Tadget]: It's badass.
[Tadget]: Hot and deadly, just like me.
[Tadget]: Also rather dry.
Thalstan chuckles.
[Thalstan]: I reckon we'll jus' need ta ride around and look for 'em?
[Thalstan]: I do no' know the roc's natural habitat,
[Tadget]: Oh yeah, look for big bones like this. But not these bones.
[Tadget]: Hyenas claimed those.
[Thalstan]: Ah, I spy one!
We fight some rocs.
[Vesyllah]: I am the night!
[Thalstan]: Lotta hyenas. Few birds.
[Thalstan]: Ah, here we are!
Vesyllah bows her head reverently to Arthur as she accepts the Gift of Water. "Shaha lor'ma dula Luvas'alith."
[Thalstan]: These birds ha' got some kind o' fire.
[Tadget]: Yeah.
[Tadget]: The cool thing is, they're pre-cooked! Once you kill 'em.
[Thalstan]: Heh. Anyone feel like roc wings?
[Tadget]: Yum yum.
[Arthur]: HEY!
[Vesyllah]: Face the agony of your sins!
Goblin Land Mine will be armed in 10 seconds!
Goblin Land Mine will be armed in 5 seconds!
Goblin Land Mine is now armed!
[Tadget]: This is where I went to train before signing up with the 7th Legion to go fight in Silithus.
[Thalstan]: Oh? On yer own?
[Tadget]: Naw, with Siege Engineer Quarterflash.
[Tadget]: He really wanted me to get in. Gnome rep.
[Vesyllah]: Suffer the pain you have inflicted!
[Thalstan]: Ah, he's a gnome too, aye? Good of him ta help train ye up.
[Tadget]: He was one of the first gnomes in the 7th.
[Tadget]: He was actually at the Battle of Mt. Hyjal, believe it or not.
[Thalstan]: Musta impressed, given thtey started lookin' for more.
[Tadget]: Gnomes are always impressive.
[Thalstan]: I find you right impressive.
[Tadget]: It helps that people tend to have low expectations of us.
[Thalstan]: Well, maybe one day that'll no' be the case.
[Vesyllah]: Face the agony of your sins!
We kill a truly large number of rocs.
[Tadget]: I'm beginning to see the difficulty here.
[Tadget]: Tabetha is a sadist.
[Arthur]: Yep!
[Vesyllah]: She's great, isn't she?
[Thalstan]: Not all these birds even has a gizzard. Is tha' a curse thing?
[Arthur]: She knows exactly how to get to you.
[Tadget]: I wonder what made her so mean.
[Tadget]: Or if she was just born mean, like me.
[Thalstan]: It's a real mystery.
[Vesyllah]: This is your penance!
[Arthur]: This is our penance.
[Tadget]: Okay I think that should do it.
[Tadget]: FINALLY.
[Thalstan]: Well, that's all the gizzard she needed, aye.
[Tadget]: But now I need a nap.
[Thalstan]: Let's head ta Gadgetzan? I can run 'em to her.
[Tadget]: 'Kay.
[Thalstan]: We probably don't want ta wait till we've got the livers
[Arthur]: That was a lot, and in this heat!
[Tadget]: She did say fresh.
[Thalstan]: Team, ye've earned yerself a nice break in Gadgetzan.
[Arthur]: Rest! and Relaxation!
[Tadget]: Not to be confused with Tadgetzan.
Thalstan chuckles.
[Thalstan]: Seems a decent place, all the same.
[Tadget]: Okay, night night.
[Thalstan]: Till next time, Cobalt Blade.
Tadget falls asleep. Zzzzzzz.
[Vesyllah]: Mmmhmm.
Vesyllah falls asleep. Zzzzzzz.
Thalstan lies down.