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	(Notes: [[Molo]], having kidnapped [[Cordir]] from her wedding to [[Keller]], decided that it would be fun to loan her out to the Implementor, [[Madman]], to act as his scullery maid, doing whatever tasks the Implementor wished. On her first visit, she cleaned His office... on her second, things got a bit more dangerous than dust bunnies.... I think this was around 1996. Back at that time, I 'converted' the TFC log to something a bit more story-like, combining actions and says. I've reverted it back to a more TFC style log. - [[User:Cordir\|Cordir]] 10:36, 21 December 2011 (MST)<BR>		(Notes: [[Molo]], having kidnapped [[Cordir]] from her wedding to [[Keller]], decided that it would be fun to loan her out to the Implementor, [[Madman]], to act as his scullery maid, doing whatever tasks the Implementor wished. On her first visit, she cleaned His office... on her second, things got a bit more dangerous than dust bunnies.... I think this was around 1996. Back at that time, I 'converted' the TFC log to something a bit more story-like, combining actions and says. I've reverted it back to a more TFC style log. - [[User:Cordir\|Cordir]] 10:36, 21 December 2011 (MST)<BR>

Cordir at 21:32, 13 January 2012

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	(Notes: [[Molo]], having kidnapped [[Cordir]] from her wedding to [[Keller]], decided that it would be fun to loan her out to the Implementor, [[Madman]], to act as his scullery maid, doing whatever tasks the Implementor wished. On her first visit, she cleaned His office... on her second, things got a bit more dangerous than dust bunnies.... I think this was around 1996. Back at that time, I 'converted' the TFC log to something a bit more story-like, combining actions and says. I've reverted it back to a more TFC style log. - [[User:Cordir\|Cordir]] 10:36, 21 December 2011 (MST)<BR>		(Notes: [[Molo]], having kidnapped [[Cordir]] from her wedding to [[Keller]], decided that it would be fun to loan her out to the Implementor, [[Madman]], to act as his scullery maid, doing whatever tasks the Implementor wished. On her first visit, she cleaned His office... on her second, things got a bit more dangerous than dust bunnies.... I think this was around 1996. Back at that time, I 'converted' the TFC log to something a bit more story-like, combining actions and says. I've reverted it back to a more TFC style log. - [[User:Cordir\|Cordir]] 10:36, 21 December 2011 (MST)<BR>
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Cordir: new log: Adventures in Demon Washing

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new log: Adventures in Demon Washing

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(Notes: [[Molo]], having kidnapped [[Cordir]] from her wedding to [[Keller]], decided that it would be fun to loan her out to the Implementor, [[Madman]], to act as his scullery maid, doing whatever tasks the Implementor wished. On her first visit, she cleaned His office... on her second, things got a bit more dangerous than dust bunnies.... I think this was around 1996. Back at that time, I 'converted' the TFC log to something a bit more story-like, combining actions and says. I've reverted it back to a more TFC style log. - [[User:Cordir|Cordir]] 10:36, 21 December 2011 (MST) 
 
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Madman gossips, 'Cordir. Are you ready?' 
 
Cordir gossips '*Bow* Yes, Great One.' 
 
Cordir prays, 'May I have my uniform?' 
 
Someone gives Cordir a French Maid's Outfit. 
 
Salem ftells, 'Good Luck, apprentice, whatever awaits thee'. 
 
Someone gives Cordir a garbage can, a ladder, and a duster. 
 
Cordir wears a French Maid's Outfit on your body. 
 
A demon gossips '*SCREAM* NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' 
 
Kell gossips 'Bring on the demons! :)'. 
 
A demon gossips '***SCREAM***'. 
 
Phooey gossips 'demons shmemons'. 
 
Someone has transferred you. 
 
The Library of a Mad Mathematician 
[Exits: none] 
(Red Aura) (White Aura) Eyes of fire stare at you from the shadows. 
 
Cordir bows respectfully. 
 
A demon winces. Ouch! 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Greetings, Great One.' 
 
A demon tries to hide under the sofa. 
 
Cordir says softly, "Hello, Demon. Shhh... it's all right...I promise..." 
 
Someone says 'he's a bit...scared'. 
 
Cordir nods. 
 
A demon whimpers. 
 
Look Demon: 
Firey red eyes glare at you from within an inky blackness. No shape or form can be determined, and you wonder how you would fight a creature which seems to be made of nothing but shadow. 
A demon is in perfect health. 
A demon is using: 
<worn on finger> (Red Aura) (Magical) an onyx ring 
<worn around neck>(Red Aura) a black cloak 
<worn around neck>(Red Aura) (Magical) an amulet of power 
<worn on head> (Red Aura) a horned helmet 
<worn as shield> (Red Aura) a spiked shield 
<wielded> (Red Aura) a dark demon blade 
 
Someone scowls at the demon. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘It will be fine, Demon...' 
 
Someone says 'I suppose you need a tub?' 
 
Cordir shakes her head. 
 
A demon screams loudly! 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘No, Great One.. Tis unwise with avians to drench them completely..' 
 
Someone says 'see - I told you - no tub'. 
 
Cordir stops using a lock pick. 
Cordir holds a water bucket in her hands. 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I have a bucket I'll use...' 
 
Someone says 'O.K. Well, be careful'. 
 
Cordir puts the bucket on the floor. 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I shall....' 
 
Someone says 'he is crabby as hell and umm... he bites'. 
 
Cordir swallows hard. 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I shall pray he does not bite.. too.. hard.’ 
 
Someone nods. 
 
Cordir fills a bucket with water from a jug. 
 
Cordir gossips, 'Um... Thieves? Turn off Info 3 for a bit...(sorry)'. 
 
Madman re-echoes: Cordir is giving my demon a...bath... 
 
Salem ftells, 'hehehe'. 
 
Nalor gossips 'hehe'. 
 
Emaleth gossips 'Heh, O.K. :>'. 
 
Cordir heats the water with a delicately and discretely applied touch of lightning. 
 
Nalor gossips 'don't forget to get behind his ears' 
 
A demon bursts into tears.. 
 
Cordir tosses a handful of black gyvel into the boiling water, letting the gyvel steep in the water. 
 
A demon perks up at the gyvel. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Most don't know it, but gyvel is a mild disinfectant.. Just in case you caught any nasty germs from those folk you slew last week..' 
 
A demon tastes the water in the bucket. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘No, don't drink it!' 
 
A demon coughs. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘It's a herbal tisane..' 
 
A demon frowns. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Let that steep a bit... about a minute or two.. 
 
A demon tastes the water again. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Demon.. please... don't drink it.' 
 
A demon wants to drink it...tastes...good. 
 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘And it has a nice aroma, too..' 
 
A demon grabs the bucket. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘But please.. leave some for your bath'. 
 
Cordir raises her eyebrow inquiringly. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Demon? Are you disobeying your Lord, Madman?' 
 
A demon shakes its head then drops the bucket. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘He says I am to give you a bath.. and I cannot, if you drink your bath water!' 
 
Someone says 'listen to her demon'. 
 
Cordir refills the bucket with water, and reheats it. 
 
Someone says 'I will tell yer uncle Eb you were bad'. 
 
A demon cringes in terror! 
 
Cordir tosses in another handful of black gyvel. 
Cordir sits down and thinks deeply. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Shall I clean the office while it steeps?' 
 
Someone says 'ah, no'. 
 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I noticed a few.. chunks.. here and there...' 
Cordir shivers uncomfortably. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Perhaps .. tokens of Tokugawa and Phooey?' 
 
Someone nods. 
Someone says 'yeah'. 
 
Cordir shivers uncomfortably. 
 
Someone tells you 'I hope you are logging this witch'. 
 
Cordir prays, '*bow* Of course, Lord.' 
 
Someone says 'brb'. 
 
Cordir nods. 
 
Someone says 'be careful'. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘The Gyvel should be done soon.' 
Cordir bows respectfully. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Demon? I can't just call you Demon...What's your name? Not your True Name, of course, but... your use name..?' 
Cordir pauses, waiting for a response that does not come. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘OK... you can be shy. Perhaps later...' 
 
Someone says 'I will be back in a minute'. 
 
Cordir prays, 'Might I have a Blessing again?' 
 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir bows respectfully. 
 
Someone tells Cordir 'nope...private room'. 
 
Cordir prays, '*nod* *Wince* OK...' 
 
Cordir checks the temperature of the gyvel tisane, and frowns. 
Cordir murmurs, "Still too hot." 
Cordir utters the words, ‘chill touch’ 
Cordir checks the temperature of the water again. 
Cordir is pleased to find it lukewarm, now. 
Cordir moistens a ball of gauze in the herbal infusion, then picks off a stray bit of gyvel. 
Cordir sits down and thinks deeply. 
 
Someone smiles happily. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I'll let that soak a bit..' 
 
Someone nods. 
 
Cordir drops the gauze into the bucket. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Okay... ready, Demon? We'll do the easy part first..' 
Cordir kneels before the demon and asks, 'May I have your foot, demon?' 
 
A demon whines and shakes its head. 
 
Cordir reaches out a hand. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Please?' 
 
A demon likes his foot just as it is. 
A demon shakes its head. 
 
Someone slaps a demon across the face, leaving a red hand print. 
A demon slaps someone across the face, leaving a red hand print. 
 
Someone says 'give her your foot ya wimp'. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Its O.K...' 
 
A demon lifts his foot. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I'm just going to clean out all that itchy stuff under your toenails.' 
 
A demon winces. Ouch! 
 
Cordir grasps the demon's foot firmly, avoiding the talons, and with her other hand, gets a falconer's pick from a dolphin hide bag. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Its OK.. truly...' 
 
A demon howls. 
 
Cordir gets the ball of gauze from the herbal infusion and wraps the gauze around the demon's foot, loosening the encrustations. 
A minor demon arrives from a puff of smoke. 
 
A minor demon scratches a minor demon. 
 
Cordir and says 'Oh dear..' 
 
Cordir scrambles back towards a corner to get out of the two demons way. 
 
A demon trips a minor demon and a minor demon goes down! 
A demon's slash *** DEMOLISHES *** a minor demon! 
A minor demon is DEAD!! 
A minor demon splatters blood on your armor. 
 
Cordir winces.. Ouch! 
 
A demon howls. 
 
A Corpse of a minor demon decays into dust. 
 
Cordir shivers uncomfortably. 
 
Someone says 'ummm'. 
 
Cordir takes a deep breath. 
 
Someone says 'hold on'. 
 
Cordir stands, nods, and bows respectfully. 
 
Someone says 'I best have a "chat" with him'. 
 
Cordir kneels before the Great Implementor and bows her head. 
 
Someone grabs the demon by the throat and pulls him forward. 
 
Cordir winces.. Ouch! 
 
Someone screams loudly at a demon. 
A demon screams loudly at someone. 
 
Someone screams loudly at a demon. 
A demon slaps someone. 
 
Someone screams loudly at a demon. 
A demon screams loudly at someone. 
 
Someone screams loudly at a demon. 
A demon screams loudly at someone. 
 
Someone points to the bucket. 
 
A demon whines. 
 
Someone slaps the demon. 
 
A demon whines. 
 
Cordir winces.. Ouch! 
 
Someone slaps the demon. 
Someone points to the bucket. 
 
Cordir turns away, distraught. 
 
A demon nods twice. 
 
Someone lets go of the demon. 
 
A demon wanders to the bucket and stands silently. 
 
Someone says 'O.K.'. 
 
Cordir nods. 
 
Someone says 'he will behave'. 
 
Cordir stands and walks to the demon, gazing up at the demon, a gentle smile on her face. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘It will be O.K... I promise.. Its O.K. to be afraid, demon..' 
 
A demon cringes. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I'm afraid all the time... but.. you just do what you have to do...' 
 
Cordir smiles softly, then kneels before the demon, and offers her hand for it's foot. 
 
A demon raises his foot. 
 
Cordir takes the foot, and removes the gauze from around it. 
 
A demon howls. 
 
Cordir drops the gauze in the bucket, and murmurs, 'Shhh... its O.K... what's your name, you beautiful demon?' 
 
A demon sighs. 
 
Cordir works gently at the encrustation's under the demons toenails. 
 
A demon may not speak his name. There is power to those that know it. 
 
Cordir carefully and precisely cleans the dirt, dried blood, and rancid flesh from the demon's left talons. 
Cordir says 'Oh.. I know that.. not your True Name... your use name...' 
 
A demon wrinkles his nose. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘That's what I meant...' 
 
A demon says 'Scar'. 
 
Cordir exclaims, 'Look at all this nasty stuff under your toes! Won't it feel better to have it all gone?' 
 
A demon frowns. 
 
Cordir pulls a fingerbone from underneath the demon's talon. 
 
A demon wonders what he will have for snacks now. 
 
Marisa tells you (in common) 'eww'. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I bet that itched something awful.' 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir bathes the irritated area with the gyvel herbal infusion. 
 
A demon sighs loudly. 
 
Cordir cleans out from beneath all the talons on this foot. 
 
Someone says 'gee'. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Yes, Great One?' 
 
Someone says 'he's behaving'. 
Someone is somewhat surprised. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I think he's afraid..' 
 
Someone says 'probably'. 
 
Cordir remoistens the gauze in the gyvel bath. 
 
Someone says 'I told him I would send him to Ebby if he didn't behave'. 
 
Cordir wipes down the demon's lower left leg with the cloth. 
 
Cordir nods. 
 
Someone says 'he doesn't like Ebby'. 
 
Cordir shivers uncomfortably. 
Cordir whispers 'I don't think I like King Ebencaleneezer, either. He is terrifying.' 
 
A demon nods. 
A demon says 'He is...cruel'. 
 
Cordir whispers to Scar, "He scares me, too..." 
Cordir wipes down the demon's upper leg, then rinses out the gauze. 
Cordir washes Scar's leg thoroughly, wrinkling her nose at what comes off. 
Cordir rises the cloth again. 
 
A demon sighs loudly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Okay... right leg, then.. We're doing fine...' 
 
A demon raises the right leg. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘You're not melting, now, are you? I told you it was safe..' 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir grasps the demon's right foot. 
 
Erk yells 'Hello'. 
 
A demon says 'yes. cordir not lie.' 
 
Cordir nod. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I... am not allowed to. Ever.’ 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘ I do not lie... any more. I did once…’ 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘And it hurt me greatly.. as much as the one I lied to’ 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘ Its not worth it.' 
Cordir smiles sadly. 
 
A demon frowns. 
 
Cordir bends her head over the demon's clawed foot. 
 
A demon says 'cordir lie?' 
 
A demon howls. 
 
Cordir continues working at getting the gunk out from under the demon's claws. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Not any more, Scar.' 
 
A demon says 'cordir not lie.' 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Never again.' 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘And not about this... I swear it by my Lord, the Lich.’ 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘ I speak the truth... this bath will not harm you.' 
 
A demon doesn't like the Lich. He's mean. 
 
Cordir chuckles softly, trying to muffle the sound, and nods in recognition of the demon. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Sometimes.' 
 
A demon could take the Lich... 
 
Cordir winces.. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I would not wish to see that, Scar.. It would be a horrific battle.' 
 
Cordir works on scraping out the rest of the refuse from under the demon's claws. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I think we've got the worst of it out, Scar..' 
 
A demon says 'Ebby could kill me...for eternities.' 
 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘As the Lich is to me, thus is Ebencaleneezer to you..' 
 
A demon wiggles his claws. 
 
Cordir smiles happily. 
Cordir soaks the gauze in the herbal tisane. 
 
A demon grabs the gauze and eats it, burping loudly. 
 
Cordir raises her eyebrow inquiringly. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Scar?' 
 
Someone frowns. 
Someone says 'scar - behave'. 
 
Cordir sighs in resignation. 
 
Someone points at Scar. 
 
Cordir gets another ball of gauze from a rattrap. 
 
A demon sighs loudly. 
 
Cordir soaks the ball of gauze in the bucket.. holding on it this time. 
 
A demon was just hungry. 
 
Cordir nods. 
 
Someone says 'If yer good I will feed ya a mortal later. Now behave'. 
 
Cordir gets a bubbly white potion with clear swirls from a small pouch. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Might this taste good, Scar?' 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir gives a bubbly white potion with clear swirls to a demon. 
 
A demon quaffs a bubbly white potion with clear swirls. 
A demon fades out of existence. 
Someone burps loudly. 
 
Cordir pulls the dripping gauze from the bucket. 
Cordir scrubs down Scar's right leg, paying careful attention to the heel spurs. 
 
A demon burps loudly. 
 
Cordir washes Scar's lower right leg. 
 
A demon hiccups. 
 
Cordir washes Scar's upper right leg. 
 
Cordir giggles at the sound of a demon hiccupping. 
 
A demon weaves slightly. He's drunk. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Hold your breath, Scar...it will help the hiccups.' 
 
A demon burps loudly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Ooops...' 
 
Someone says 'what potion was that? A bubbly one?' 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘A bubbly... and clear.' 
 
Someone says 'oh lord'. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Was that a bad idea?' 
 
Someone says 'well, you will have no problem with him now'. 
 
Cordir smiles ruefully and says 'Oh dear..' 
 
Someone says 'ya could kick em in the head and he wouldn't care'. 
 
Cordir re-moistens the cloth in the herbal infusion. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I would not do such a thing..' 
 
A demon wanders around the room. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘He is a particularly lovely demon.' 
 
Someone says 'except he wanders around'. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Scar.. could you come back here?' 
 
Someone says 'so ya might have to chase him'. 
 
Cordir stands and walks over to Scar. 
 
A demon falls over. A demon sleeps. 
 
Cordir lays a gentle hand on Scar's chest. 
 
Someone says 'heh'. 
 
Cordir giggles. 
 
Someone says 'he's blitz'd'. 
 
Cordir takes full advantage of this sudden slumber. 
 
The demon snores loudly. 
 
Cordir washes Scar's chest, being careful with the delicate feathers, frowning at an encrusted bit of.. something... 
 
Someone says 'that would be a bit of Phooey'. 
 
Cordir re-soaks the cloth, and holds it on the spot. 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir grins evilly. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I don't much .. like.. Phooey.. can't say I'm shattered..' 
 
The demon groans and snores. 
 
Cordir scrubs at the Phooey-spot repeatedly. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘There we go,' as she finally gets the Phooey chunk off the demon's feathers. 
 
A demon snores. 
 
Cordir rinses out the cloth with a grimace. 
Cordir leans over and whispers softly to Scar, "Stretch out your wing, Scar.. please?" 
Cordir pauses, and thinks for a moment. 
 
A demon snores. 
 
Someone says 'lets see'. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I don't know if subliminal suggestion is going to get in there... '. Cordir gestures at the demon's head. 
 
Someone mutters zjhdfjds kjsdjdf. 
 
A demon floats into the air 
 
Someone says 'that help?' 
 
Cordir chuckles softly. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘My Lord Implementor is creative... Yes, sir.. my thanks.' 
 
Someone nods. 
 
Cordir quickly cleans under the demon's wings. 
 
A demon snores and drifts through the air. 
 
Cordir carefully handles the primaries, making sure not to bend or damage any of them. 
Cordir speedily finishes the area under both wings. 
 
Someone nods. 
Someone smiles happily. 
 
Cordir holds her breath, and washes the demon's armpits, shivering uncomfortably. 
 
Someone snickers softly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Could you lower him, now, Great One, so I may wash the top of his wings?' 
 
Someone mutters sjkskd. 
 
The demon settles to the ground. 
 
Cordir carefully leans over, holding on to the wall for support. 
Cordir washes the back of Scar's left wing. 
Cordir stretches as far as she can reach to wash the topmost part of Scar's wing. 
Cordir smiles happily. 
Cordir walks around to the other side of the sleeping demon. 
 
A demon snores 
 
Cordir washes the back of Scar's right wing. 
 
Cordir giggles. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Such a gentle sound from such a fearsome creature..' 
 
Cordir washes the upper quadrant of the demon's wing, stretching as far as she can to reach the topmost part of Scar's wing. 
 
A demon rolls over. 
 
Cordir jumps out of the way hastily, yelping, 'EEP!' 
Cordir sitsdown and thinks deeply. 
 
A demon snores. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Well.. that may make things more difficult.' 
 
Someone snickers softly. 
Someone says 'brb'. 
 
Cordir scrubs Scar's tummy, being excruciatingly careful not to tickle. 
Cordir washes out the ball of gauze, frowning at the water in the bucket. 
Cordir adds more water to the bucket, and a bit more gyvel, then rinses out the cloth again. 
Cordir murmurs, "Scar, you are one messy demon..." 
Cordir chuckles softly, moving over toward Scar's head. 
 
A demon snores. 
 
Cordir stays carefully out of fang and beak range, and says authoritatively, "Scar. Roll over now." 
 
A demon snores. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘OK.. that didn't work. I guess I don't sound much like the Great One.' 
 
Someone snickers softly. 
 
Cordir blushes scarlet. 
 
A demon wakes and stands up, yawning. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Good Morning, Scar..' 
 
A demon looks sleepily at Cordir. 
 
Cordir refreshes the herbal infusion, smiling at the demon. 
 
A demon smiles back, and wanders. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Scar? There's two parts left....' 
Cordir sighs. 
Cordir hops up off the floor, and chases after the demon. 
 
A demon wanders back and nods. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Hold still, just a moment, Scar?' 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir scrubs Scar's back. 
 
A demon purrs. 
 
Cordir scrubs Scar's shoulders, then scrubs harder. 
 
A demon purrs contentedly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Is that good?' 
 
A demon purrs contentedly. 
 
Cordir utters the word, 'Strength'. 
 
A demon purrs contentedly. 
A demon purrs contentedly. 
 
Cordir scrubs a bit harder. 
Cordir raises her eyebrow inquiringly. 
 
A demon grins evilly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Is that too hard, or is that ok?' 
 
A demon licks Cordir. 
 
Cordir giggles. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘'Hey!' 
 
A demon purrs contentedly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Now I'm going to need a bath!' \ 
Cordir shakes her head ruefully. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘OK... That's it.. except one thing..' 
Cordir hands the demon the herb-bathed gauze. 
 
A demon grabs the bucket and dumps it over Cordir. 
 
Cordir sighs in resignation. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Scar...' 
 
A demon says 'Cordir have bath'. 
A demon snickers softly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Was that _strictly_ necessary?' 
 
A demon frowns. 
 
Cordir wrings the water from her hair. 
 
A demon nods. 
A demon says 'yes. cordir bath.' 
 
Cordir giggles, and scoops up some water and splashes Scar. 
Cordir evilly. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Gotcha!' 
 
A demon screams loudly! 
 
Cordir chuckles. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Yes,.. you gave me a bath too.. Its ok.. You won't melt..' 
 
A demon shakes and the water flies around. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘But you need to wash your tail, and I'm thinking that's a job for a demon, not a lady...' 
 
A demon sighs loudly. 
 
Cordir smiles mischievously. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Do you want me to turn my back?' 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir turns around and looks away, closing her eyes for good measure. 
 
A demon quickly washes his tail, frowning. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘I don't hear scrubbing, Scar. Make sure you do a good job.' 
 
A demon washes it again. 
 
Cordir nods. 
 
A demon sighs loudly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘May I turn around?' 
 
A demon says 'yes'. 
 
Cordir nods. 
Cordir turns around, and offers, 'Here is a treat for being so well behaved..' 
 
Cordir gets a dusk of black gyvel from a dolphin hide bag. 
Cordir gets a dusk of black gyvel from a dolphin hide bag. 
 
Cordir gives a dusk of black gyvel to a demon. 
Cordir gives a dusk of black gyvel to a demon. 
 
A demon eats a small dusk of black gyvel. 
 
Cordir smiles happily. 
 
A demon eats a small dusk of black gyvel. 
 
A demon burps loudly. 
 
Cordir smiles happily. 
 
A demon grins evilly. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘There..' 
 
A demon bows before you. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Now you smell good, you feel good..' 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Pardon.. smell pleasantly, feel better.... not good...' 
 
Cordir shivers uncomfortably. 
 
A demon nods. 
 
Cordir casts her eyes about the room for the shadow of the Great One. 
 
Someone says 'well, thanks for cleaning him up'. 
 
Cordir bows respectfully. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Of course, Lord Madman.' 
 
Someone pokes a demon in the ribs. 
A demon slaps someone. 
 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘It was my pleasure. Tomorrow? Or next week?' 
 
Someone whistles appreciatively. 
Someone says 'next week'. 
 
Someone nods. 
Someone says 'ok'. 
 
Cordir bows respectfully, nodding. 
Cordir says (in old-common), ‘Is there anything else You require? 
 
Someone waves happily. 
Someone says 'nope'. 
 
A demon waves happily. 
 
Cordir hugs a demon.
A demon hugs Cordir.
 
Someone says 'you may go'. 
 
Cordir bows respectfully. 
 
(End Scene)

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