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[lord_steward]

*calms down a little**tallies up all damages to the shop and employees done by Measse, and sends the bill to Manwe, since he's supposed to be the leader of the Valar

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[sonofdenethor]

*arrives in* *looks around* O_o

[lord_steward]

*nods at you*

I'm afraid a psychotic Valie trashed the place. Be a dear boy and help me with cleanup?

[sonofdenethor]

Oh... sure thing.

*grabs a broom*

[lord_steward]

*directs you to sweeping up the broken glass from the window*

I've already mailed in the bill for this. THEY. WILL. PAY.

*has that mad DEATH TO SAURON gleam in his eyes*

[gentle_este]

*manifests*

Does anyone need medical attention-

*sees the destruction*

Oh my. :(

[lord_steward]

Good morning, my lady. Eol and Beruthiel have bloody noses, I'm just bruised.

And Manwe already has the bill.

[gentle_este]

Hmm...*Thinks they're minor enough injuries to be sorted by shouting "HEAL!" at them in an Irmo-ish manner.*

I can assure you, Manwe's not best-pleased.

[lord_steward]

I should hope not. I think that people as... unstable... as the Lady Measse should perhaps have better care? And not be let out where they can cause damage to honest shopkeepers?

[eol_moriquende]

::is in a murderous rage up in her room::

::punching something which is either not alive or has long died by the sheer force of beating::

::yelling curses at the top of her voice::

[lord_steward]

*comes up to the room and knocks*

Do you need a healer? Lady Este is downstairs.

[eol_moriquende]

::opens the door after a series of loud crashes::

::the room is in utter state of chaos with almost all of her weapons lying polished and ready for use::

::has caked blood in her hair and on her face and resembles some sort of primitive creature::

...

Why yes, of course.

[lord_steward]

*sighs*

*shows you downstairs and waits until Este's taken care of you*