Basala *DEPRECIATED*

Sarabi crosses his arms and leans back against a wall, his eyebrows lifting but his expression seeming unconvinced, "Really now?"

"Yes, yes" Stu excitedly explains. "I swear I wasn't drunk. They don't have beer in hell!"

"Uh...no?" Mots answers, looking at Elros, still confused.

Guthix walks up to Sarabi and asks for chocolate he can preserve for a length of time.

'Come on Mots you live here, your an artist!" Elros says to her trying his hardest to convince her.

"I don't know what to tell you" Mots insists. "You must be mistaking me for someone else. I'm sorry, uh... what's your name again?"

Being ignored again, Guthix decides to go drink himself into another coma.

"Elros! You and I own this damn store! You live here!"

Stu laughs "Elros, its clear all that alien mumbo jumbo as gotten to her. Let just 'recruit' her again, eh?"

"Uh, well, you all do seem to know my name. I guess I could just... hang around here? If you really insist that you know me.


And, I mean, I don't really remember where I live, anyway...."

"Good to have you here, Mots. Though there is one thing you have to do if you want to live here" Stu smirks.

"You have to run over to the inn and bring me a beer."

After fetching a pint whiskey is a leather flask, Guthix heads off to the weapons smith to ask about a special weapon.

seeing the commotion in the store, gunther walks over and enters. he stares for a while, sighs, and accepts this as reality as he knows it. "anyone mind telling me what the bloody hell is going on?"

"Well" *Sigh* "I will tell you later"

Guthix comes in and see's Gunther.

"Hey Gunther, you won't ignore me. Wanna go grab a drink and talk about metal weapons?"

"Uh, alright." Mots makes her way down the stairs and heads towards the inn.

"I could get used to this" He says as he takes a seat.

"And that new lab that just appeared over there is mine, and its got amazing stuff in there. Only problem is theres a smell so bad it knocked me right off my ass.

What should I do?"

"Put something that smells better in it, or wait for the smell to fade." Elros says to Stu

"I suppose opening a window should help a little. And who needs to breath through their nose anyways?" He says with a chuckle as he walks out of the door.

He peeks back in for a moment, the new crazy Mots went off to get me a beer, send her to my lab when she gets back... you can choose whether or not to tell her about the smell." He says with a grin.

Guthix, now depressed he's been ignored offers to aid Stu in airing out his shop...

"Hey Stu.. If you can gernerate a draft through the building by opening windows and creating a breaze by waving leaves of rugs, you might be able a generate a counter smell with popuri or something.. Suction of air would be better. Can I help?"

OOG: Stu is long gone by now. Lul.

Guthix is really depressed he got dissed by Stu. Guthix decides to open his whiskey flask...

styx walks into the new magic lab that appeared out of nowhere, and is amazed by all the stuff.

Stu, holding his nose, turns around and sees Stix. "Hah, no nose." He says to himself.

"So", he gestures with one of his arms, "What do you think?"

"its AMAZING. i use to have one back in my kingdom, but this one is much better than that piece of crap lab." styx looks at stu.

"why are you holding your nose?" he chuckles a bit.