A Conference of Wizards

[bobo_daclown]

Denoitnem:

Noticing that Grilam is starting to come to, I try talking to him.

"This is your castle, you lead us around." I add under my breath, "Lazy bum."

 

[The GrandMage]

Grilam the Black

"Huh? Okay."

He snapped his fingers, and the kitten from earlier ran into the room. Grilam got to his feet, and spent several seconds trying to balance himself.

"Marshmewwo, help them out, I'm going to go take a nap..."

Grilam staggered out, and the kitten looked around at the wizards. "Hewwo."

 

[bobo_daclown]

Wondering where the dark wizard is off to, I entrust Sorian and Lord to the kitten's care, mummbling something about the wine needing a higher proof.

With a snap of my fingers, flowers surround me. Oops, wrong spell. Suddenly, I'm outside of the northern castle, and upon my steed who jumps at my unwarned presence.

We head back toward my tower in the south.

 

[Darklord]

Glaferin

All the while, I was throwing various wizardly apparati around mt tower in a fit of annoyance... "No, I don't want the flame thrower, not the Gagglego, well, haven't seen you in a while! I was wondering where I had put my Quartz Lamp..." Soon enough I had placed all the things I needed into my endless bag. With a grunt, I shut the top and tying it to my belt, I head out the door.

Standing outside I flip open my cell phone and speak into it. "Scotty, one to beam up." and next thing I know I'm standing outside Grilam's tower.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Denoitnem:

Back at my tower, I try to get some rest. I pour some tea and recline on the sofa with a copy of The Once and Future King.

I suddenly realize that I should tell Glaferin that we no longer need his aid in the north.

Pulling out my cell phone, I note that it is fully charged. Unlike in the underground cavern, I have clear reception here and dial the sot of a wizard.

"Allo, chap! This is Denoitnem."

"Just thought I'd let you know that we're all safe, minus some bumps and bruises."

"You're where?"

 

[Darklord]

Glaferin

Needless to say my phone ringing was a nice sign. The message I got though was a bit of a pain in my ass.

"Where am I? Where am I? I'm at Gri"I'm a fricking black wizard"lam's place. And where the in all the bloody hells are you? And whats this crap your all fine? You mean I sobered up for NO REASON?!?" I kindly informed him.

 

[The GrandMage]

Grilam the Black

The kitten golem lead the two wizard to a room where they were politely teleported to a motel room in Switzerland, where they were footed with the bill.

Grilam, on the other hand, was laying on a large bed in a rather lavish room. In fact, it wasn't his type of room at all. It showed definite signs of a female taste having decorated it.

He was sighing, and looking at the small nightstand where a small bowl contained a matching set of wedding rings. The dark wizard got to his feet, and wandered through the halls outside, where he saw Glaferin yelling about being sober for no reason.

Grilam walked up to him. "Hey, Glaferin, how about the two of us go get drunk. I could use a good drink. My treat."

 

[bobo_daclown]

I pull the phone away from my aching ear and laugh to myself (inaudibly, of course).

"Glaferin... Glaferin... just relax. I'm sorry."

"Just give me a call when that haze shows up and I'll come right back up there."

I sigh, pushing the button to end the conversation.

"Grrrl"

Oh yes, I am quite hungry... time to eat, for sure.

(Wish I could do this in RL) Poof, a banquet appears before me.

 

[Darklord]

Glaferin

After he had finished "talking" to Denoit, he looked at Grilam then said "Get drunk? At your expense? Hell yeah!" and placing his hand on his friends shoulder, he pressed the keys on his cell phone to the tune of "Funky Town" Next thing they knew, they were in Amsterdam.

 

[The GrandMage]

Grilam the Black

.........Several Hours Later...........




In a bar in Amsterdam, Grilam and Glaferin were drinking. Glaferin was managing to hold his own, but Grilam was drunk. All out pissed. His head was resting on the bar, and he was still holding a drink in his hand as he argued with Glaferin.

Almost continually, Grilam pulled out money and slammed it on the bar for another round. Glaferin, the more experienced drinker, was able to take more than Grilam, and the dark wizard was quickly losing all holds on being sober.

 

[Lord]

Lord

ooc: what happened? no more fight?

ic: Lord the younger, teleported to a pepsi factory and drank all the pepsi he could behind the workers back, he got soaked in it ;O

 

[Atrimis]

Atrimis

"Huh... wha... Oh i'm sorry i was sleeping, what's happened?" I say as i correct my slightly disheaveled robes, while conseling my dragonslayer dagger, the main item of worth i own.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Denoitnem:

I realize that the intercom from the meeting is still on; and, from my abode, I can hear a masculine voice saying something about being asleep.

I push the button on this end of the intercom and speak into the microphone, "Hold one second, chap. I'll be right there."

Shrinking down to roughly the size of an electron, I enter the microphone and zip to the meeting room.

Squeezing through the speaker, I regain my original size and address the mage before me, "Allo, chap."

 

[Darklord]

Glaferin

I was having the time of my life. The best bar in Amsterdam, a free tab thanks to my fellow now incredibly intoxicated mage friend, and the bar tender seemed to know every drink made by man...

"Okay, so you can make a Rocky River Delta, how about a Adirondack Ambrosia? Mind Eraser? Geez, you know everything.... Okay, heres one, oh thanks for the newest pint Grilam... Anyway, The Dead Man's Float... know it? You don't! Okay I'll teach it to you...." I said.

 

[Lord]

Lord

Lord teleporterd from the pepsi factory to the meeting. Yes grand mage?

 

[bobo_daclown]

Denoitnem:

(I'll assume you mean me... though GrandMage is one of our posters and I'm not that grand. But anyway)

"Oh Lord, you spooked me!" Lord materializes out of the air and I turn to him.

"It seems our compatriot here was so astonished to see me, he quit fiddling around with his dagger and froze in place. Perhaps he will recover soon? "(*Atrimis?*)

"Anywho, it's good to see you recovering, Lord. Do you know where Grilam or Glaferin are? I tried calling Grilam's castle."

 

[The GrandMage]

Grilam the Black

He was really drunk now. He was drunk out of his gourd, and starting talking, although no one was really listening. He always got this way when he was drunk, which wasn't often, this being only his second time drinking...

"It's all my fault....I should have listened to her more. But, she was always like that, right? She was a doll, though. Always nice to me, she was the only one who understood me......I should have been there.....but she was always saying things like that, I started to ignore it, everyone did, really. But you'd think I would have listened...."

He lay his head down on the bar, and began sobbing.

 

[Darklord]

Glaferin

I knew exactly what Grilam was going through, I had gone through it myself many many years ago after the fight with Merlin.. I also knew he was going to have to deal with it on his own, and get through the drinking binges himself, maybe with some help from me, but not right at the start. Patting his shoulder I told him it was alright and got him another drink. Turning back to the bartender I continued explaining what a Dead Man's Float was.

"Okay mate, first you start off with half a pint of Guiness, then add two fingers worth of Dewar's..."

 

[Atrimis]

Oh yes, i'm sorry i herd this was a convention so i arived earely, and fell asleep. Now i wake to see no one and i wonder what happened?

 

[bobo_daclown]

Denoitnem:

Chatting with Lord, I look over to see our sleeping companion now looking around the room. He must have just awoken. I tap him on the shoulder from behind to get his attention.

"Allo, chap!"

 

[Atrimis]

Turning to see who taped my sholder I see some wizard obvously well learned smileing.

"Sorry fo sleeping, I do that alot. Now what's happened so Fr? I've traveled a distance o join this conference and in trying to et here earely i fell asleep."

 

[bobo_daclown]

Denoitnem:

"Ha, chap! That is a funny tale, as you missed our conference. Perhaps a different time zone or something. However, you are a bit early for a second conference.

"If we can find Grilam and Glaferin... Does anyone know either of their cell phone numbers?"

 

[Lord]

Lord

No, but I know that there getting drunk at the pub. Ha...I prefer Pepsi over beer neday! Lets go get some drinks and while were at it mates, lets go find our beloved friends and start our next meeting.

 

[bobo_daclown]

Denoitnem:

"Hmm! A magic carpet then, chaps." I conjure up some imagining of a magical carpet and we hop on. "Would you like to steer, Lord? Just think of where you want to be, and we will be there."

 

[The GrandMage]

Grilam the Black

He'd finally had a little too much. Since the barkeep was distracted, they didn't notice. He grabbed up a glass, and threw it at the other wizard, preparing to scream out how it was 'all my fault', and then go on another rant of his.

Fortunately, the force of the throw, which landed halfway, caused Grilam to tumble over onto the floor. He lay on the ground, barely conscious, staring at the ceiling.