She giggles. “I’m not an idiot, Pimento.” She sits down, taking a sip of her spiked hot chocolate. “You scammed a whole bunch of dummies, I assume?”
"A whole bunch of new dummies, never seen 'em around before, decided to have some fun with 'em. Now I'm 50 gold richer." He grins brightly, "A bartender give you some grief?"
“Nothin’ I haven’t heard before. 50 gold? Whew, you got them good.”
"I played 'em good, and they only realized when they had nothin' left. Ya know why we got called here?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Pimento does make sure to wave at Lydia and Troll, not much, just kind of acknowledging that they are here as well, gesturing with the hand holding his deadly cocktail.
Lydia waves back at him with a gloved hand, acknowledging his presence as well.
He gestures them over with a smile, the only person he trust a little bit, showing them the 50 gold he made.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He chuckles and tilts his head "Did you hear? Pimento, Gretel, even Troll is here."
"I know- I can see 'em." She looks over his shoulder back at Pimento for a second. "Think they got the news too?"
"Unsure. Questioned him about. Just as confused as the rest of us." he huffs, pulling out his cigarette pack from his jean's pocket.
"Interesting... Must be something happening where someone wants us all in one spot, then." She chuckles, her eyes drifting towards the cigarette pack. "Need a light?"
He shakes his head "Got my own, just need something to gnaw on while I think." he shrugs.
She nods in response, taking a small sip of her incredibly-volatile beverage as she looks around the bar again. "Oh, right, I almost forgot." She reaches into a pocket on her coat, producing a small vial of something that she gives to him. Alchemist's fire- nasty stuff that Lydia makes on the regular. "Your payment, as promised."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He chuckles and tilts his head "Did you hear? Pimento, Gretel, even Troll is here."
"I know- I can see 'em." She looks over his shoulder back at Pimento for a second. "Think they got the news too?"
"Unsure. Questioned him about. Just as confused as the rest of us." he huffs, pulling out his cigarette pack from his jean's pocket.
"Interesting... Must be something happening where someone wants us all in one spot, then." She chuckles, her eyes drifting towards the cigarette pack. "Need a light?"
He shakes his head "Got my own, just need something to gnaw on while I think." he shrugs.
She nods in response, taking a small sip of her incredibly-volatile beverage as she looks around the bar again. "Oh, right, I almost forgot." She reaches into a pocket on her coat, producing a small vial of something that she gives to him. Alchemist's fire- nasty stuff that Lydia makes on the regular. "Your payment, as promised."
He huffs out a laugh and takes it "Nice. Can use it on the trash thay refuses to pa their bills."
Pimento does make sure to wave at Lydia and Troll, not much, just kind of acknowledging that they are here as well, gesturing with the hand holding his deadly cocktail.
Lydia waves back at him with a gloved hand, acknowledging his presence as well.
He gestures them over with a smile, the only person he trust a little bit, showing them the 50 gold he made.
She does walk over, sitting down at the opposite end of the table. "Looks like you got quite the haul there. Found a bunch of nitwits to rip off?" She chuckles.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Pimento does make sure to wave at Lydia and Troll, not much, just kind of acknowledging that they are here as well, gesturing with the hand holding his deadly cocktail.
Lydia waves back at him with a gloved hand, acknowledging his presence as well.
He gestures them over with a smile, the only person he trust a little bit, showing them the 50 gold he made.
She does walk over, sitting down at the opposite end of the table. "Looks like you got quite the haul there. Found a bunch of nitwits to rip off?" She chuckles.
"They challenged me to the game, I just beat them over and over until they had nothin' ta spare." He grins, putting down his deadly cocktail, "And I'm looking to invest in my good business partner."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He shakes his head "Got my own, just need something to gnaw on while I think." he shrugs.
She nods in response, taking a small sip of her incredibly-volatile beverage as she looks around the bar again. "Oh, right, I almost forgot." She reaches into a pocket on her coat, producing a small vial of something that she gives to him. Alchemist's fire- nasty stuff that Lydia makes on the regular. "Your payment, as promised."
He huffs out a laugh and takes it "Nice. Can use it on the trash thay refuses to pa their bills."
She laughs as well- more of a cackle, really. "That's what I make it for."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He shakes his head "Got my own, just need something to gnaw on while I think." he shrugs.
She nods in response, taking a small sip of her incredibly-volatile beverage as she looks around the bar again. "Oh, right, I almost forgot." She reaches into a pocket on her coat, producing a small vial of something that she gives to him. Alchemist's fire- nasty stuff that Lydia makes on the regular. "Your payment, as promised."
He huffs out a laugh and takes it "Nice. Can use it on the trash thay refuses to pa their bills."
She laughs as well- more of a cackle, really. "That's what I make it for."
"I know you do." he nods and lights his cig, taking a drag and exhaling smoke.
"Thank you." They shrug. "I called you here because the Knights have put out a hit on me for my political views."
He inhales and then sighs loudly, "What. The. [GP]. That's why?" he rubs his temples, confusion turning to agitation "You didn't bother to tell me?"
"Would you have reacted any better than you just did?" They pat Nigel's cheek. "Be honest."
"No..." He grumbles and moves away from their touch, a snarl forming on his lips before dying as he rubs a hand over his face "Okay.. fun, great.. [GP] hell, I'm telling the rest since you didnt bother to tell a single person it seems."
"Would you have reacted any better than you just did?" They pat Nigel's cheek. "Be honest."
"No..." He grumbles and moves away from their touch, a snarl forming on his lips before dying as he rubs a hand over his face "Okay.. fun, great.. [GP] hell, I'm telling the rest since you didnt bother to tell a single person it seems."
*Loving everybody's characters, the writing, and Pimento's going to get pissed as soon as he hears what's up, he genuinely likes the bartender, and would prefer them not dead.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Loving everybody's characters, the writing, and Pimento's going to get pissed as soon as he hears what's up, he genuinely likes the bartender, and would prefer them not dead.*
*Well then, prepare yourself for a defense mission when everyone comes back.*
*Speaking of which, what do you as a player think of the bartender? I basically made them up as we started the game.*
*Loving everybody's characters, the writing, and Pimento's going to get pissed as soon as he hears what's up, he genuinely likes the bartender, and would prefer them not dead.*
*Well then, prepare yourself for a defense mission when everyone comes back.*
*Speaking of which, what do you as a player think of the bartender? I basically made them up as we started the game.*
*Lovin' 'em, having something unique for each of the characters, having a lil fun with everybody, I like it personally.*
*Pimento would be awful at that, but he's gonna give it a shot, for the bartender's sake.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I played 'em good, and they only realized when they had nothin' left. Ya know why we got called here?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He gestures them over with a smile, the only person he trust a little bit, showing them the 50 gold he made.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She nods in response, taking a small sip of her incredibly-volatile beverage as she looks around the bar again. "Oh, right, I almost forgot." She reaches into a pocket on her coat, producing a small vial of something that she gives to him. Alchemist's fire- nasty stuff that Lydia makes on the regular. "Your payment, as promised."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He huffs out a laugh and takes it "Nice. Can use it on the trash thay refuses to pa their bills."
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
She does walk over, sitting down at the opposite end of the table. "Looks like you got quite the haul there. Found a bunch of nitwits to rip off?" She chuckles.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Thank you." They shrug. "I called you here because the Knights have put out a hit on me for my political views."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"They challenged me to the game, I just beat them over and over until they had nothin' ta spare." He grins, putting down his deadly cocktail, "And I'm looking to invest in my good business partner."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She laughs as well- more of a cackle, really. "That's what I make it for."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He inhales and then sighs loudly, "What. The. [GP]. That's why?" he rubs his temples, confusion turning to agitation "You didn't bother to tell me?"
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
"I know you do." he nods and lights his cig, taking a drag and exhaling smoke.
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
"Would you have reacted any better than you just did?" They pat Nigel's cheek. "Be honest."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Gretel waves to Lydia as she comes over to Pimento’s and her’s table. “Ello, you seem cheerful today.”
"No..." He grumbles and moves away from their touch, a snarl forming on his lips before dying as he rubs a hand over his face "Okay.. fun, great.. [GP] hell, I'm telling the rest since you didnt bother to tell a single person it seems."
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
"Didn't think it was necessary." They slink away.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*I'll be back in a bit everyone.*
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
*Alright! Taking a little break from the action.*
*How's everyone feeling so far?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Loving everybody's characters, the writing, and Pimento's going to get pissed as soon as he hears what's up, he genuinely likes the bartender, and would prefer them not dead.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I’m feeling great about this so far! It’s been fun, I love everyone’s characters, and I’m excited to get the plot moving.*
*on that note, I have to go.*
*Well then, prepare yourself for a defense mission when everyone comes back.*
*Speaking of which, what do you as a player think of the bartender? I basically made them up as we started the game.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Lovin' 'em, having something unique for each of the characters, having a lil fun with everybody, I like it personally.*
*Pimento would be awful at that, but he's gonna give it a shot, for the bartender's sake.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)