Bob wandered down to the river figuring he'd get to go fishing or swimming or maybe just drift non- chalantly downstream. On the way out of the kitchen he met up with Forzan, who wanted to go with.
     "Hey Bob!"
     "Hi"
     "Whatcha' doin'?"
     "Existing"
     "Yes, I can see that, where are you going?"
     "To the river"
     "Oh. . . can I join you?"
     "Sure, do you fish?"
     "Uh, yeah, sort of"
     So Bob and Forzan headed out of the kitchen, Forzan went to get some bait (!). Bob started out the door,
     "Forzan!"
     "Yeah!?"
     "Catch up with me!"
     No sooner had Bob turned around than he felt a slight rumbling from above, as it got closer he could hear the yelling of Lothar as he barreled down the stairs. Bob jumped out of the way in time for the barrel to smash into a wall.
     "Lothar! What the hell are you doing!?" Bob asked as a not so good Lothar crawled out of  a not so good barrel.
     "Down barreling stairs the I'm. Uh, I mean I'm barreling down the stairs," Lothar said picking up his barrel, "I'm practicing for the championships next summer. It's lots of fun do you want to try?"
     "Ummm, No"
     "You look like you're going somewhere, where?"
     "Forzan and I are going fishing. As soon as he gets his stuff together."
     "Oh. . . can I join you two?"
     "Do you fish?"
     "Kinda sorta, not really. But I make a great bear deterrant."
     Bob started down to the river. All the way thinking ' this is gonna suck , this is gonna suck. . . ' When Bob finally got to the waterfront  he sat down to wait for the two. He started thinking, (and for those of you who really know me this is a dangerous thing).
     Bob rigged up some noise traps, and anchored the boat about 25 feet off shore. After that he went and sat down. He waited for 5 minutes for the two to show up, and they did.
     "Bob! the boat is way out there! How are we going to go fishing with no boat?"
     "Bob, maybe you should go out there and bring the boat back."
     But Bob decided to spring his noise trap, causing a terrible noise to fill the air.
     "Lothar go scare that bear away!" and he tried.
     "Forzan, don't move! There's a huge snake right above you head." so he stood there with a petrified look on his face.
     Bob swam out to the boat and started fishing. He watched as Lothar danced around grunting and yelling at nothing, and as Forzan stood there shaking like Jell-o. The guild came racing down to the water to see what the noise was about. Bob anticipated this and push the fish net on his head and danced around like a drunken fool. He watched the expression on the face of the Shanir go from inquiry to disgust to sheer laughter.
     "Forzan why are you satnding there like that?"
     "Because there's a big snake right above me! "
     Jamethiel threw a glance at Lothar and didn't even want to question it, but wondered how he had gotten the novices to join in. Bob fell off the boat  laughing. He had never seen anyone so confused in his life.
     Bob swam to shore, dried off and immediately started laughing again. Jamethiel immediately asked
     "What is going on here?"
     "Just enjoying my afternoon."
     "By having Lothar dance around like an ape?"
     Bob  called  Lothar to stop and showed him to the noise trap. Lothar proceeded to hurl Bob into the water. Bob swam out and ushered Forzan away from the spot that he had stood motionless for so long, and showed him that there was no snake. Forzan proceeded to knock Bob out. When Bob finally came to he found himself bound and gagged, dangling over a ripe chamber pot.
     "Well, what goes around comes around." Bob thought as Lothar cut the rope and pulled the pot away. To allow Bob to fall face first into a plate of platypus phlegmbe.