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"There you are Cat, I have looked all over the place for you. You have not gotten any better with directions", Scribble sighs.

" It is nearly closing time now, all the men are gone. What is an ...

"Alrighty", Scribble says to no one but herself, "I think that is the last one". She stands back and takes a look at the neatly scribed bulletin.

Come all ye Drunkards, Tellers of Talltal ...

Scribble's heart jumped to her throat and felt like a huge lump choking her. Scribble knelt beside Cat and pushed her braids from her face. Pinching Cat's nose Scribble told Aerie ," keep ...

Hope to see lotsa smiling faces at the tavern with no name this eve. We will be interviewing potential staff members as well as holding a contest " Name that Tavern". Should Doc Holiday make an appear ...

Scribble scurries about the new tavern trying to put on the finishing touches with Rinoa and Cat.

" We are opening in just 2 nights Girls, we must be ready", Scribbles says to them.
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Having taken Cat back to her home, tucking her in bed with some cookies and wine, Scribble finally drags her weary bones up the stairs to her bright and cheerful room , feeling anything but that. Stri ...

Having arrived at the Britain bank with ale in hand and pack over her shoulder Scribble rummages through her pack talking to herself, " I know I put those notices in my pack after scribing th ...

Having left the Garden, too sad to watch Cat move every stone just so she could prove Poet was not there. " sitting by Cat's pool" ;
" starring at Rhett" and wishing that Cat w ...

Glaring at Faith and pinching her nose, " Ya funky smelling Hag get a guy with better tastes .. sheesh " Thinks to self there are better parfumes.
Stares at the rubble with Cat. I ...

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Setting out all the lil what nots that Rinoa and Cat had gathered, Scribble was missing the Garden. Scribing a quick note, she sent her pigeon off to Tai. " Tai, in memory of the Garden ...

The dawn has yet to come. Scribble fills her pouch with reagents, off to hunt the demons she goes. Morning mists fill the air and not one but two demons appear and before the crafty Lady can hide, UGH ...

Sitting all alone at the Garden, staring past the empty tables, deep in thought. Asking herself, "what has happened to this place?" I must speak to Poet yet I seldom see him about, she thinks to ...

offers assist in sharing a spell to bring forth rats riddled with plague.
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The night was dark, the hour was late. I dragged myself to the Garden for an ale after countless hours of marking runebooks. My fingers were sore, my mind ached .. all those repetetive spells. An ale ...