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Date Posted: 04:37:38 11/29/01 Thu
Author: Barry
Subject: Zombified birds... what a concept
In reply to: Corum & Yorik....and Erlic 's message, "Say what?" on 20:16:42 11/28/01 Wed

Barry looked disgustedly at Yorik. "Why couldn't it be you instead of me, ya worthless hunk of bone!" He was about to start swearing again when the addle-cove broke in:

“Like what’s an addle-cove?” Corum asked, “And why are you here anyway? Yeah, you explained something about someone burying you, and stuff like that, but what is it you’re supposed to do? I mean are you supposed to save someone, kill someone, watch over someone? What?”

Barry spluttered a bit (which was an odd sight to see for a skull). "Addle-cove is... uh... someone who talks too much, ya berk. You just go on and on and I can't get a word in edgewise. Bar that, I'm gonna talk to Yorik, here, seeing as how we've hit it off so well." And he proceeded to bob next to Yorik looking for all the world like he might be conversing telepathically with the empty brainbox.

When Corum introduced the animals - animals! - Barry snorted loudly. "Oh yeah swell to meetchaz..." then muttered to himself, "I musta done somethin real bad in a past life to deserve this..." Oh look! The addle-cove was talking to the empty brainbox again. Did he think it talked back? He'd said Yorik couldn't speak but... bah! Fleshies were so strange. (It never occurred to him that they might find a floating skull even stranger.)

Barry wanted to answer Corum's questions about why he was here, but he couldn't. He didn't always know what he was doing here - wherever "here" might be at the time - or why. He just woke up, felt the tug, found the berk it belonged to, then usually had to help the poor sod through some crisis or other. Last time it had been that guy who'd lost his memory and turned out to be the crown prince of... what was that place called? Bah! His Planes be damned memory was going again!

“C’mon,” Corum was saying, pieces of muffin falling out the corners of his mouth. “Let’s like leave this place." Barry looked around and saw that everyone else had gone.

"Yeah, yeah. Lead the way, Chief." He muttered as he followed Corum out, floating a short distance to his left. When they got outside and he saw the undead birds, he cackled. "Tastes like chicken!" He howled.

Corum looked slightly confused as he turned to Barry and said, "Any idea which one we should take?" Barry floated around a few of the creatures, who seemed to draw back a bit from him but otherwise paid him no heed. "Ehhh... Chief, one undead fowl is pretty much like another to me. Oh ... Oh I get it! You think just because I'm a skull I know all about the undead. Well bar that! I don't!" Then he floated over to a particularly boney roc and spoke to it. "Hey, beautiful. What's a nice bird like you doin' in a place like this?" The undead beast just stood there. "Dames!" Barry muttered, rolling his eyes.

He called out to Corum, "I think this one's pretty sturdy, Chief, even if there's not much meat on her bones. You know, flesh isn't everything."

From a short distance away, Barry overheard Ravin asking about pointers for riding these things. He looked at the particular one he had chosen and then called out for the benefit of anyone who was listening, "Hey Cutters! Bessie here is so chatty... she just spilled her guts to suave ol' Barry. Oh yeah, I got the moves. She says you just tell 'em what you want and they'll do it..." he paused and leered, "Within reason, of course. I think she's just playing hard to get."

He was floating there beside the roc waiting for Corum when Erlic approached him. . “A proposition to you Barry,” Erlic said, “I don’t know if this is a possibility, but are you capable of scouting out areas ahead of the party in case there are any traps or ambushes? It would be a great boon for all of us if you could.”

"Ehhhh sure, Cutter. I can scout the way for you but I gotta warn you... sometimes unnatural creatures can uh... sense magic? And I gotta tell you... I pretty much REEK of it. But, other than that..." Barry bobbed in the air as if shrugging, "Yeah, I can scout for you long as I don't get too far ahead of...." he paused. "Uh... the group."

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