Niall gives him an offended look and says, "Well you see that potion specializes in bodily changes." he gives him the same potion he had thought only Devon truly needed labeled "Scarguard". "Marks like that need fillers and creams or else they need to be healed, this one works very well if it is needed." he smiles "You see making potions with multiple effects in one requires a lot of ingredients, while making two with the same effect as the one gives you more potion with less ingredients even though it increases the work."

"I suppose I should find some leopard skins soon. It seems to be the obligatory uniform for my preferred profession. Niall, you could probably peddle your wares at the circus. Sellers of dodgy potions are a cornerstone of any circus."

"Well, if the potions work, then I shouldn't need to drink this until I'm really ready. No reason to see if my disguise works now if it's sure to work at all, and I don't have a beautiful dress to change into."

This caused something of a start. Adellah never seemed like the type of girl to wear dresses.

"Perhaps I could see some of that?" Devon asked, indicating the four scars running across his face. "As for performance... I'm good with acrobatics, although I've never tried anything of that nature without a sword in my hand."

"But thier potions are always fake I would never get sales from expirianced buyers." he said, "Plus my alchemaic skill is too much of a giveaway, though someone else could sell them." He then shrugged toward Adellah "And exactly what do you plan to do with a pretty dress eh,you know circus dancers wear unnaturaly reaveling garments." he begins to brace for a hit he knows he deserves. "Oh and Devon it's the black cream with red dots."


OOC:I can't post sunday and this is my last post today, Bishoujo take me out.

Kel was in (somewhat) deep thought. "You know... what can I do?"

"You can be the handy man type, you know the guy who helps set up the net and the tight rope and all that."

"I might have to be a roust-a-bout myself...considering all I know how to do is fight and farm." Nathaniel said. "Unless you think people will be impressed by mighty feats of harvesting."

Nathaniel leaned back in his chair. Having a few 'handy-men' might work out well for us, actually. While everyone else is 'performing', the handy-men can do a little scouting. After all, who would notice them with a show going on?"

Adellah grinned with a slight blush on her face. Yeah, she was looking a little tipsy. "You know, I'd be impressed with farming if it yielded some really large radishes or pumpkins or something."

OOC:wow...lack of posts made a lack of knocking out of my character...cool
BIC: "Well I do have some pretty wierd potions in here,"he pulled out maybe three more his cloak was getting less full on the outside."With this guy I once grew a tomato this big." He said flinging his arms out as wide as he could and thanks to his drunkenness sorta made him fall over." It was really cool..."he stopped talking and then snapped back to Nirvanaland "and I only grew it for a day." he smiled and picked up another of the vials of Nirvana from his pocket and gulped about a quarter down."Though it did taste sorta wierd if I may say so but then again I don't think you let people eat stuff so big..."another pause, "do you?"

Kel simply laughed. "Okay! I'll be opening the cages and stuff!"

"I have some large fruits myself if you know what I mean..." A perverted smile spreads across Damion's face.

Laughing at Damion's humour Suiton asked "Do you have anything in their that would help me? I don't have many talents besides my water magic and fishing" Looking up thoughtfully Suiton went over to the pantry and took out a smoked salmon. "I knew I had left some fish last time I came here" he said as he started to eat it.

He thought and started laughing as he stared at him, "Sorry but I thought we could use a fat man and with the right combnation of the disguise potions you could weigh about 1000 lbs in vision as well as enchant it to make it feel that way to everyone else too."

He laughed a few more times and said, "You could also be a localized freak show."

With a child like eagerness damion asks "Can we make him a BLUE fat guy?"

"Blue, red, green, purple, orange, any color you can think of and we can even distort his fatness to look deformed." Niall said laughing at the same sight but in different terms now.

Thomas took a final drink from his bottle, then walked over to a special window they had set up. They were too far deep into the mountain to have a normal window, so they set up a special series of mirrors to bring the image down to them.

The sun was just rising over the horizon. They had been feasting for several hours. Thomas yawned, and headed for the inner bedrooms.

"It's sunrise. We've been up all night, and we'll want to move out soon. I recommend that everyone get some rest. It will be a big day tomorrow."

(OOC: New chapter up soon. Expect bandits.)

Now that his idea had taken hold, Adin didn't really have anything else to add to the conversation, so when Thomas mentioned getting rest, he immediately consented.

"Rather than post guard, I'll sleep by the exit. Something as loud as the door opening will surely wake me up." So saying, he went and sat by the exit, almost immediately falling into a shallow but restful sleep in which he was still able to know most of what went on around him.

Nathaniel took a final look at his wine, then decided against it, and shook his head.

"Haven't even left the safehouse yet, and we already have a few people drunk." he said with a smile. "It's going to be a long ride with a hangover." He said with a smile.

He stood up, and gave a slight bow to everyone.

"I bid everyone goodnight...er...morning...ah...have a good sleep."

Adellah was already asleep, her head resting in her arms and her Giant's Axe leaning against the table next to her.

Alexander yawned. It was certainly time for sleep. He found a comfortable place, said his evening prayers to Aurulia and drifted off to sleep.

Kel was asleep already, and, as usual, he was snoring loudly enough to disturb the people who were awake, yet quiet enough to not disturb the ones sleeping.

Niall poked around his potions and drank a cloudy blue liquid and, laughing a few more times, drifted off.