RE: Swamped
12-07-2020, 02:36 AM
"Don't suppose you know any sea shanties?"
Minnie gives you an odd look.
"This is a port town and I perform at bars. I've heard lots of sea shanties. Why do you ask?"
"Because I'm wondering if one might calm him down. He used to work on a ship, maybe there's one he's familiar with."
Minnie's expression changes to thoughtful, but somewhat annoyed.
"Well, they're usually pretty rowdy, especially when sung drunk. Not what I'd think of as calming. But there's one that got sung a lot - usually as a sort of prelude to the drinking. It starts out quiet, so it might fit the bill. Goes like this..."
She starts singing. It's surprisingly soothing.
"In the mornin', in the mornin', we hear the sound of waves,
In the evenin', in the evenin', they're workin' us like slaves,
But in the dead of night, underneath the stars,
We dream of better days when we can all hit up the bars."
"Is that a sea shanty or just a drinking song?" you ask.
"It's the best I've got. Anyhow, seems to be doing something, he's humming the tune."
You glance down, and indeed, the wizard does seem to be humming. He's also flailing a bit less. You take the opportunity to pull the cover off the belt, keeping an eye on him the whole time. Then you turn him on his back. He continues humming.
"Does this look funny to you?" you ask Minnie, showing the cover to her.
"Is that what you wanted the song for?"
"Well, it was good to calm him down anyways," you reply. "But the thing is, I think this might be darkwood. I just don't know the stuff well enough to be sure."
"Hmm," she says. "Granny had some notes on darkwood, but I didn't pay much attention to them. You can get that back on the belt, right?"
"If it turns out to be fine, yeah. Not sure it's safe, though."
As it happens, someone - Monty, you suppose - soon arrives with the rope, and the doctor gives instructions on keeping the patient still until the neutralizer can be applied.
"It may take a few minutes," he says, after putting the needle in. "Please keep an eye on him. He'll either pass out or start talking, most likely. But we can't be sure until it happens"
Well, not much to do except watch now.
Minnie gives you an odd look.
"This is a port town and I perform at bars. I've heard lots of sea shanties. Why do you ask?"
"Because I'm wondering if one might calm him down. He used to work on a ship, maybe there's one he's familiar with."
Minnie's expression changes to thoughtful, but somewhat annoyed.
"Well, they're usually pretty rowdy, especially when sung drunk. Not what I'd think of as calming. But there's one that got sung a lot - usually as a sort of prelude to the drinking. It starts out quiet, so it might fit the bill. Goes like this..."
She starts singing. It's surprisingly soothing.
"In the mornin', in the mornin', we hear the sound of waves,
In the evenin', in the evenin', they're workin' us like slaves,
But in the dead of night, underneath the stars,
We dream of better days when we can all hit up the bars."
"Is that a sea shanty or just a drinking song?" you ask.
"It's the best I've got. Anyhow, seems to be doing something, he's humming the tune."
You glance down, and indeed, the wizard does seem to be humming. He's also flailing a bit less. You take the opportunity to pull the cover off the belt, keeping an eye on him the whole time. Then you turn him on his back. He continues humming.
"Does this look funny to you?" you ask Minnie, showing the cover to her.
"Is that what you wanted the song for?"
"Well, it was good to calm him down anyways," you reply. "But the thing is, I think this might be darkwood. I just don't know the stuff well enough to be sure."
"Hmm," she says. "Granny had some notes on darkwood, but I didn't pay much attention to them. You can get that back on the belt, right?"
"If it turns out to be fine, yeah. Not sure it's safe, though."
As it happens, someone - Monty, you suppose - soon arrives with the rope, and the doctor gives instructions on keeping the patient still until the neutralizer can be applied.
"It may take a few minutes," he says, after putting the needle in. "Please keep an eye on him. He'll either pass out or start talking, most likely. But we can't be sure until it happens"
Well, not much to do except watch now.
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