"I'm still waiting for my 20 eggs. 400 years."

"Hey Rag just so I'm clear with that there satchel, that's for customers who have paid already, the next 2 or 3 rounds each are on me, except the banjo man, my charity doesnt include him." Onyx takes another sip of his drink and smiles slyly at banjo.

*OOC that satchel has roughly 25 Platinum pieces* 

"Do you take special pleasure in having all the pleasant personality of slime mold? Besides, I don't need to drink, being undead and all."

"So I guess you won't be needing those eggs either, so no food or drink? So you're not going to be paying for anything? Here that everyone we got a freeloader here." Onyx just continues to smile

As he is finishing his sentance the doors of the tavern open and in walks once again Fiven the wood elf, hes shorter then most would expect of elven bloodline and a little more muscler rather than slender build. Carrying a staff and shoulder pack, he wears a cloak that flows behind him as he enters. Walking straight to the bar where Raggy is ignoring all the other patrons but mindful not to enter anyone's personal space or bump into anyone. He whispers something to her, turns and heads back towards the entrance where the stairs are, stopping momentarily with out turning to face anyone calls out to Onyx, "I need your assistance upstairs friend" he continues up the stairs without waiting for an answer. 

Onyx stands "I'll be right up" he walks over to Raggy orders another drink for himself and takes it upstairs.

"Well, I ordered the eggs 400 years ago, so I might as well claim them now."

Main Room

Ragella smirks. "Oh, we have your eggs ready in the back. Five each of raw, fried, scrambled, and hard boiled." She calls for Sloth, the tiefling chef to bring them through. "However, if you're complaining that you've been waiting 400 years for this meal, you forget we've been waiting an equivalent time for the payment, so late charges could be added."

She then turns her attention to the changeling that entered a moment ago. "Sorry, hun. Just have some rowdy customers today. Yeah, you missed him by just a couple of minutes. Got barred, so you won't be seeing him in here anytime soon. Got a lovely tune on that," She nods to the lute. "though sounds like Clint could've done with a different vocation in life."

"Yeah... both are true. Clint once tried to be a loan shark, but he had no intelligence for it and ended up falling into debt. Still is on debt, actually. Oh, and sorry about Despair. He's... yeah. Likely to do that. Actually, I heard mention of some eggs? Would I be able to buy one? Just... have something in mind."

Main Room

"Sure hun." Ragella responds. "So what sort of egg are you after, just a raw one or cooked up in a fancy way? It's a couple of copper for one."

"Just a raw egg. To be honest, anything with a flowy inside works. Eggs are just the best thing." Random smiles and hands over a handful of coin, mostly copper with some silver tossed in while they strum their guitar.

finally begins relaxing a little and listens to the chageling play applauding quietly where appropriate and waits patiently for that dark brew that i ordered a second of a bit ago worrying that my order had been forgotten in all the confusion and issues*

Onyx descends the stairs, empty tankard in hand walks over to the bar and takes an empty seat. "Raggy when your done serving the next round and you get a minute, I'd like to ask you a question." 

Random takes their egg and tosses it up, cracking it open and creating little ghostly violins made of yolk, with eggshell brushes that hover around them, playing while they begin to strum a sad song on their lute, about the inevitability of death. While they do this, they shift into a form with dark grey skin, a black Mohawk , bloodred swirling eyes, and clothes that youd either get at a death metal concert or from the corpses of your enemies.

14 (Performance). As the song ends Random shifts back into their normal self, and drops the egg bits, which in turn reform and create a full egg in their hand. Random‘s hand glows for a second and they furrow their brow in concentration. After a second, they smile triumphantly and present the egg. "It‘s  boiled now !"

applauds gently at the trick* good show good show

"Most impressive."

slowly gathers my things to head out into the night*

"Well, I must be going now. I have business elsewhere; urgent, with possibly world-ending consequences."

Banjo Man puts some coins on the bar and strides right out of the door. 

Meanwhile, outside the tavern:

Banjo Man pulls on a massive invisible tarp, revealing a rather large squid-shaped ship. He heads below decks, and the ship lifts off and flies into the great unknown reaches of space.

(Hey all, finally back from visiting people etc. and got reliable internet again. Will be posting sporadically until about Monday/Tuesday.)

Seeing the lich-man leave, Ragella chuckles. "Huh, never got his eggs in the end." She mentions. She then looks to Onyx. "Oh, sure hun. What's up?"

"Fiven said he told you about the runner bringing him a package, I'll be sitting at that table just hold it and let me know when it arrives. Oh and another drink, hows that satchel of coin doing did everyone get their rounds?" Onyx gets his drink thanks Raggy and takes a seat at a table with a clear view of the door and bar area. 

WHOOOOOOOOSH

BOOOOOM

These noises come from outside, along with indistinct shouting.

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WHOOOOOOOOSH

BOOOOOM

These noises come from outside, along with indistinct shouting.

 DM Note: They don't.