In the bushes somewhat near the inn

[Torvallis!]

Torvallis! is lying in a heap on the ground, fallen asleep from exhaustion. Their robe is somewhat worse for the wear since anyone has since them last, and they smell . . . . ripe.

[Borin Ironhammer]

Borin trips up as he enters the woods on the scarred edge of the burn site. He falls with a thud and a grunt and quickly tries to get back up. "By Boradin's beard what the fuck is that smell?" He yells as he observes the heap of unconscious fire mage that managed to knock over a sure footed dwarf such as himself.

[Torvallis!]

(OOC: I agree with your typo! :p)

[May 29, 9pm]

Torvallis! lept up with a start: "Have you considered afterlife insurance? Have you ever wanted to burn in hell for eternity? Have I got the deity for you!", and then promptly fainted again.

[Borin Ironhammer]

"No, no, and no you don't." Borin tried to answer but before getting the words out T! was out again. If after all this time all the woods taught them to do was shut up borin would have been happy. Borin weighed his options. On one hand they are an annoying, crazy, dickish, smelly fire jumper that almost burned the town down. On the other hand they had just entered a new business arrangement and it might be dishonorable to let a business partner die plus there would be less work around the forge with the mage powering it though the would meant T! Would have to ne around while he was working. Timmean seemed less grumpy since T! left not that he was actually happy or anything just less grumpy. Deciding that the novelty of the look on Tim's face when he brings them back alive outweighs all of the other arguments Borin thrusts the mage over his shoulder, covers his nose and heads back towards the inn.

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