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Geoff looked up at the head dangling from the ceiling with the attitude of a man who's seen it all before and reached over towards the sink. [color=39b54a]"Sorry about this little fella', looks like we're gonna be needing another burp out of you."[/color] He said as his fingers closed around the throat of the baby ice drake. It was lucky for his guests that the local caves held an abundance of the creatures, and that all they needed to sustain themselves was a steady diet of water and puppies. [color=39b54a]"I'll be sure to add a Dobermann to your bowl tomorrow morning as a special treat."[/color]

Stomping up the stairs, wary of leaving Hilda on her own yet again with so many customers in, Geoff quickly made his way straight to Elderi's room. The barman knew the Drum like the back of his hand, even with the multidimensional madness it tried to pull off sometimes, but even if he didn't the blazing light glowing out from under the door was a sure sign he was in the right place.

Kicking open the door, Geoff yanked the ice drake's tail hard, sending a stream of ice shooting into the room, instantly freezing everything in sight. Fiona's blazing inferno was instantly changed into an intricate sculpture, each flame held suspended in a timeless frieze blending into the wall behind her. At the core the petite sprite lay trapped, entombed in her prison as her eyes darted around the room, trying to find a way to escape but finding none.

It took Geoff a moment to realise that Elderi hadn't been alone in the room, and as his eyes settled over the two frozen goddesses a bashful look settled over his face. [color=39b54a]"Oh dear,"[/color] he mumbled, unsure what he should do next. He knew any number of spells which could release the deific divas, the real question was should he? From what he'd seen both of the beauties had wicked tempers and the hole ripped in the far wall showed that they probably weren't in the best of moods right now. That, or Elderi had been in the middle of what must've seemed the greatest night of his life.

Bending down the half-troll peered under the bed to where the metamorph was still hiding. [color=39b54a]"My my my,"[/color] Geoff began, his voice practically dripping with playful innuendo, [color=39b54a]"What have you been upto here, my friend? I hope they were both worth it, 'cos this damage is going to cost a pretty penny to repair."[/color]