May 08, 2011 22:56
Baal-Berith escorts the lot of you, quite swishingly, out of the courtroom. "Alright, alright!" he claps his hands together. "I think that went pretty well, don't you? ♫" He hooks his hands behind his back, spinning on one heel. "Eheh, though I'm sure it'd be lovely to talk a little more, your time is about to expire, you know. ♥ So we should probably get you all home!"
You have a few minutes, if you need to, to try to get in a couple last words, either to Baal-Berith, Tristan, etc. Otherwise, Baal-Berith is shooing you all towards the door.
!game 08