The Olden Inn

[Hickory]

DUNDUNDUn "Ghostbusters!" DUN DUN

[SilentSam]

*Sam wakes up, finding that he is a ghost* Huh? WHAT? NOO!!! I want to live! Well, I'll just huant this inn. *huants the inn*

[Hickory]

well, you're "huanting" wrong. it's haunting.

The Grammar Nazi is here!

*salutes in grammar nazi fashion*

[Russa Nodrey]

Uh.......*Tosses a grenade into Room 3* *Room 3 is now obliterated* Yay!

[Hickory]

Why, though.

My grammar is gooder(total joke)

ummmm. guys.... there's a ghost in te attic...

[The Skarzs]

A ghost?

[Hickory]

Apparently, though it seems docile enough *complete silence as Sam screeches*

[Rainshadow]

  Hmm, the ghost was fond of an oven mitt during its life?  Cool, got it.  *Takes every oven mitt in the inn and puts them in a pile*  *Salts and burns mitts*  *Ghost can be heard screaming for a moment, then abruptly stops*  Mischief managed.  *Walks with an epic swagger back to room twelve*

[Hickory]

Hey, that was my great-granddaddy's ghost! *slays rain*

[Rainshadow]

  Nice, you just destroyed my inflatable clown.  Good job!  Not like I was planning to USE IT AS A PRANK LATER.  *Grumbles and puts a mending spell on the clown, fixing it immediately*

[Russa Nodrey]

Um, I think I am going to envision you as a clown from now on; I mean after all, he did mistake you for a one.

[Hickory]

Adava Kedavra! You are now dead (rain is, not russa)

[Russa Nodrey]

Dinner is served! *Points toward the dining hall*

[Hickory]

Finally! Hope it's not gruel, a good soldier needs more th'n that!

[Russa Nodrey]

It's beef stew, with corn bread, and salad. For dessert there will be strawberry shortcake and ice cream.