It’s nice to have a Fahari solo, although I should note both I and Kris, the handler of Sir Fumblies, helped with NPC’s.

This piece snagged the mission awards for both funniest line and best solo roleplay from our voter. I’ll detail that in the post roleplay comments.

 
Several catgirls stood in a circle inside the "R U Catgirl?" store, chatting it up. Rawr! Although one of them seemed puzzled by the sales items. Of course, the robes she wore at present made it clear she didn't know fashion from a hairball, as many a whispered remark noted.

"OHmahGOSH!" One of the catgirls, a mix of a minx and a tabby, commented at her as she passed. This catgirl was tall and lanky. "You would look sooo hot in the black, like, dress, Faharie!"

"Urrgh," another catgirl scolded the hyperactive catgirl. Her voice was a bit whiny. She had pristine, perfect white fur. "Who are you talking to now?"

"Like, what?!" the hyperactive minx tabby asked. "I was JUST sayin' 'Hi!' is all!"

Fahari's ears pricked at the high pitched squeal of the girl and she turned to see her looking at her. She padded over. "Were you talking to me?"

"No," the white catgirl answered.

"I SOOO .... WAS! The hyperactive tabby answered. "Like, because, I totally know who you are! And I've totally heard of you! So, like, it's like I know you, right? Yoooooooo're Fahari, right?"

Fahari was puzzled by the way she spoke- and the fact that she was paying attention to the white catgirl- as the white catgirl's animosity seemingly caused her to pause before finishing her answer. "Yes, I am Fahari."

"Whatever," the white catgirl said before walking off. She was clearly young and out of her league. The tabby turned as if to follow, but defiantly turned back towards Fahari. "So, like, aren't you with that.. ohhh what is he?! Elfbold? Sir Flutters?"

Fahari blushed and looked down, actually breaking eye contact with the white one. "Fumblies, and yes. And.. and that is my reason for being here."

"Welll, girlfriend, I'll tell ya this very one thing, you are gonna knock him dead with the right outfit here! YouknowI.. You know, I was telling all my friends, I should totally work here someday! Can't you just pix-ture it already?!"

Fahari raised an eyebrow. "Why would I want to knock him dead?"

"I mean, you'll totally knock his breath out!" she corrected excitedly.

"Oh." Faharin nodded wisely, then stopped. "Why would I want to do that?"

"I mean stun him!" she said, trying to fight the right metaphor to express herself with. "You know, make him faint. No! I mean.. make him.. you know.. you knoooow!"

Fahari didn't know- at least not until realization suddenly dawned on her. "OH! You mean make him want to mate!"

"Um, no." She paused. "Okay, close enough! Now, let's get to gettin' you something other than.. er..." She rethought her words. A rarity, Fahari was sure. "I mean, even sexier than those robes! Alrite?!"

Fahari nodded at words she could actually understand. "All right. Let us begin." With that she dropped the robes- revealing the rags underneath.

"Ouch, I mean, oh," she answered. "Soooo, what are you going for? Sexy? Serious? Deadly?!"

"I am deadly and serious already, I was told by others that this place would help me with the third."

"Oh good! I can TOOOtally help you out there! Why don't we start with a couple tail bows? Then we can find something that matches it and shows off some fur, baybee!"

Faharin cocked her head. "This does not show off enough fur?"

"Sure, but it needs more lace and loops, and..." The minx kept talking as she lead Fahari further into the dark depths of the store, pausing only briefly as a Knob Goblin, clad in green overhauls, ran past the store window, holding his hands over his head as he screamed, terrified. The aptly named Green continued down the street, bumping into one of Sir Fumblies's brutes.

Green picked himself up, casually dusted himself off, and returned his hands to his face so he'd look properly terrified. "Hey, bro. You seen Daisuke around here? We got some bad news!"

The Brute, Bigus, looked down at Green with a less than pleased expression on his face but stayed calm, being slightly smarter than average Brute. In a deep menacing voice Bigus asked, "What news is that?"

"Let's see, how to I put this tactfully?" Green scratched his chin for a second in contemplation. Then, he grabbed Bigus's oversized arms hysterically. "HELLP! Cattaras, Becky, Goblina, Darson and my big bro Red got captured by those darned! Ohh.." Green seemed to calm down and again scratched his chin. "What're they called? The guys that are trying to take the Felines slaves?"

"Slavers." came the barely controlled growl behind Green. When he looked he found that Fahari had followed him from the shop, only barely taking time to put her robes on. She looked at Bigus. "Go- get your master. Now."

With that Bigus turned in a full circle trying to remember where Scaros was currently. After a minute the bug guy finally remembers and started off towards city hall.

"Good idea," Green said. "Where was I at in my hysterics again?"

"Ending them." Fahari growled. "Right now hysterics is the last thing your brothers need."

Green ran in a circle a couple times shouting and then stopped. "Good'a point. We were out tryin' to catch up with my good buddy Becky when.." Green went on to recite the incident to Fahari. How Becky had rushed off ahead of Catt and her Goblins. When they caught up, the slavers were attacking her. How Cattaras seemed to get quickly sick after scratching the beast. Oh, and the girl and the Kobolds who's come to their aid. How Green had insisted on staying to help but the others demanded he go get help.

Fahari wasn't buying that last bit, but now wasn't the time for such matters.

"Contact poison. Meant to incapacitate, not kill. Don't want to damage the merchandise, as it were. They should be all right, if a bit ill." She looked directly at Green, baring fang just a little. "I promise you, anyone who touched the little one will find their hands missing when I am done with them- or any other appendage they may have touched her with."

Bigus stopped in front of the city hall building and and signalled that he was looking for Scaros. He wasn't allowed inside, not after that incident with the china cabinet a few weeks back. So with his signalling done, all he could do was wait with the others.

Green looked towards Bigus and Fahari and nodded. "Who wants to go in and fetch the head cheeses?"

Fahari looked at the building. "Fumblies is in there?"

As Bigus tried to explain that it was Scaros in the building, a guard and went into to get the Goblin General. Scaros reluctantly left the party to go find out what was going on that required his attention. He soon returned with Sir Lady Goblin. Green explained the situation.

"Then it would seem," Lady Goblin said, "that we will have to contact Sir Fumblies. As it happens, we're planning to take Father Crimbo and head to him, anyway. I'm sure he could be of service. We should also contact the Feline Empire."

Scaros nodded slightly. "How soon until Father Crimbo is ready do go?" The answer to that question would determine how he handled the crisis at hand.

"Hey, kid," a mysterious voice came out of nowhere. Father Crimbo appeared in a burst of holiday cheer amidst the group. "Soon as I catch my breath, and grab myself some Crimbo cookies for the road, we can get this baby rolling. Daddy's lil girls are all lined up and waiting for the big event."

Scaros nodded, pleased with the news and turned to Bigus with orders to get the squad, who were waiting, camped outside of town, ready to leave. Once the orders were received, Bigus rushed off to see them completed. Fahari, Green, Scaros and the others joined Lady Goblin, Lady Liona and a handful of guards for the Ladies. Father Crimbo merrily followed the group South, towards the former KOKOL outpost, now under the control of Sir Fumblies and Konall Bearsmasher.

The following line was also listed as the funniest line, earning a point for Fahari, in addition to the two points it earned her for best solo.

"I mean, you'll totally knock his breath out!" she corrected excitedly. "Oh." Fahari nodded wisely, then stopped. "Why would I want to do that?"

That was a fun exchange, huh? Fahari and the others head towards the third faction's outpost to let Sir Fumblies know about the kidnappings. However, that situation is about to play out without waiting for the third faction! (Who a couple missions later will adopt the name 'the Blood clan.')

Also note: This marks 12 of the 24roleplays that we the players were able to generate for this mission!