[Child of the 7th Age]

Cami could hear a lot of noise and snarling going on outside. She hoped that someone would come to the aid of whoever was being attacked.

She ran over to Mithadan's prostrate form and tugged fiercely at his sleeve. "Oh, please, wake up, Mr. Admin." she pleaded. "Don't be more dead than you already are. I promise to answer your e-mails right away, and not sneak any more books of magic into the Inn. Just don't be dead."

In desperation, Cami turned her pockets inside out and finally found what she was seeking: "Instant Athelas, Good for Whatever Ails You" At least, she'd had the wits to put in an order from Melificent at the same time that she'd gotten the poisoned fruit. Cami quickly skimmed the directions. This didn't seem to be a canonical remedy. Still, she couldn't be choosy.

She poured the brew down his mouth, and sat back on her heels to wait as he coughed and gagged, then struggled up to consciousness. The Wight sat up quite suddenly with a grim look on his face. He glared over at Cami, "Don't think that innocent hobbit routine is going to save you today. You three are going to be sorry. If you think you had it bad before, just wait till after the party ends."

"Yes, I'm sorry, really sorry," Cami spluttered out. "But you have to listen to me. There's something funny going on here. Pio is carrying around a bag and she won't show anyone what's inside. The wargs growl and snap when anyone comes near. She bought Bethberry and I tickets for a two-month cruise, but I don't think she planned to go herself. She was trying to get us out of the way."

"Mithadan, you have to get up. I don't think she'll make her move until the awards are over. Please get the show on the road. But, whatever you do, be careful. I think Pio has something funny up her sleeve."

With that, she stood the wobbly Mithadan on his feet and pulled him along behind her. As she emerged through the doorway, she caught a brief glimpse of her son, and responded to his question, "How's Mithadan? Feeling much better, much better indeed. Just a little misunderstanding." Now let's get him back on stage so he can make sure and give all these deserving people their awards. She hurriedly shoved Mithadan in Gamba's direction, and was about to scurry off to try and hunt for Piosenniel when Aman came running towards her.

Outside she heard the cheers for Himaran's award. Oh, boy, she thought. One of my favorite games in the Shire. He certainly deserves all the applause he's getting.

[ May 06, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]