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The pegasus daintily uses a straw to drink his cider and sighs with delight. A cursory sniff tell Kero that the cider he and Salunia have and the cider the pegasus has are two completely different beverages.

The rag doll shakes her head and climbs up onto the table and stomps her way over to the tankard Tam is drinking from. She sniffs it and rolls her eyes. "Thought so... barkeep... I'll have what he's having.... " she remarks lightly plopping herself down and leaning up against the tankard.

hen the man returns with her drink in a thimble, she sends him running back for a full serving, mu8ch to the amusement of everyone who sees the tiny doll chasing the large star swept creature about the main room with a broom.

The first three are easy for him to identify, even with their fancy masks of feathers and sparkles. The are a family that lives on their lane and although the mask changes their voices, the little girl has hair, much like Tam's, bright bright red and extremely unruly. When everyone comes in they are given a list of attendees, so he makes a notation next to their names as to whom he things they are.

Tam shakes his head and shrugs. "Don't know, Taro... haven't been in here for weeks now... Mica bought the cup for me... set us back a pretty penny, but hey... it's only money. We can always make more..."



**no snide remarks about setting up yer own printing press either...**

The theme of the night if definitely fantastical. People range all about the inn in a myriad of costumes, many of which are home made. There are fairies, dwarves, an enterprising couple dressed as a larger version of Salunia, two giants, three toy soldiers, a couple of dryads... one of which who looks exceptionally real... and ancient warrior and djinn. All manner of fairytales are present here and a few local tall tale protagonists as well, including an odd looking snake sitting in the back corner.

The snake looks down and him and chuckles softly. "Noooooo" it hisses back. "I would not be a Sssssssharrrrrr."

The snake smiles. Odd Kero can see that it is smiling yet he is certain he has never seen a snake smile before.

"Perrrrhapppsssssss.... though I don't believe you would rememberrrrr it...."

The snake chokes a little, then quickly regains its composure. "Hmph.... " it grumbles to itself, raising up to an imposing height and looking down it's nose at him. "Alysian I know.... but ummmm. Charming Gator is not my name.... brat." and the last is said in such an affectionate way, Kero knows it isn't Bez. Whenever Tam's shadowy swedh insults him, there's always a touch of sarcastic cynicism.

Before Kerobian can react though, the snake sees something or someone over the heads of everyone else and takes a dive in it's direction. Oddly enough no on else sees to be the least disturbed by this. In fact, they don't even seem to see it.

The snake is gone though, no where to be seen.

"Hey, Kero, whatcha doing hiding over here in a corner?" comes a voice from down near his knees. He looks down to see a rosy cheeked rag doll leaning up against his leg. How she managed to do that and he not feel it makes him wonder about the costume he is wearing.

After he tells her what he's seen and who he was talking to, she laughs and shakes her head. "Yer seeing things... No way old scale bucket would have shown up here... come one, everyone is wondering where you got to."