Kit say back, enjoying another bottle of fine elven wine. If only he could
get that pretty red-haired serving girl to join him things would be even
better. He flashed her a smile as she passed, just to let her know he was
ready for another drink.

As he waited for her to return he turned his gaze to the pair of adventurers
playing King's court over by the wall. A tall burly type all decked out in
plate and his stylish friend with a drum by his chair. A fellow bard he
wondered to himself? He noticed that the warrior type was drinking rather
heavily, and sweating nearly as much.

Kit watched amusedly as the burly one removed his armor piece by piece. If
I made a lass wait that long in the evenings, her ardor would surely cool.
Still, perhaps it might have its uses, twas surely flashy enough. Then to
his amazement, while the warrior answered the call of Tunare, the other bard
decided to try on the plate for himself!

As Kit watched the other bard put on the Great steel helmet, hmmm that would
make it difficult to see my rakish good looks, not to mention ruining those
windswept locks. Still it would deflect a gnoll's mace well... The
breastplate, keep one from getting poked by a spear perhaps, but what's the
point of having a flawless chest and tight abs if the ladies can't see
them... The guantlets??? Right out he thought to himself, playing a
mandolin is tricky enough in snakeskin, the cost in strings alone would make
those gauntlets seem cheap by comparison. Boots??? Well I suppose it would
make you less likely to be trod upon by clumsy barbarians coming off the
ship, but how would he sneak deep into the lair of the Splitpaw clanhold
with those things on, for that matter with any of it on.

Kit sighed as the other bard seemed enamored with the feel and weight of the
newfound protection. Yes he thought, it would well keep you from sword and
claw, but so would guile and magery. Perhaps that might suit him thought
Kit as he led the pretty redhaired lass upstairs, twirling a key around his
finger; but give me the freedom to move and I'll be happy to let the brutes
keep their plate. I have better armor he laughed, my rapier wit, keen
intellect, and rakish good looks. True the Splitpaw don't appreciate them,
but then again only Ren Rexx ever saw them, and he only briefly...

Kitasi
The mournful bard of Faydwer on E'ci
"and no one shall work for money,
and no one shall work for fame"
"but each for the joy of the working,
and each to his seperate star..."