There is a heavy-set monstrosity dressed in fiery colors and voluminous fabrics firing a large, ornate rifle into the air, shooting bottles that another pirate is throwing. Various people in varying levels of raggedness are watching, eating and drinking merrily from the crates of smuggled goods that lie around them.
Kharn hates the lot of them on sight, but decides to assess their strength before approaching.
None of them look like combatants, aside from the one with the rifle. Quite a few of them are just impoverished folks who wandered over, now wrapped in warm quilts as they feast on fresh fruits, chocolates, smoked meats, and fine alcoholic beverages.
The monstrous pirate guy is cooking... something with a lot of cheese, butter, chocolate, and bacon. Now I know that sounds bad for your health, but what he's doing looks like it could kill all the doctors in the local tri-state area.
Max is in his workshop, nailing pillows to the walls. He looks exhausted.
Samaritan watches from afar, his six sets of eyes narrowed.
Doctor Gigli and his assistant knock on the door, moonlighting as the health inspectors for the day.
He sniffs the air, then chuckles. "Ah, a devil. I don't meet up with your people anymore, which is a real shame, isn't it? I think I'm an easy enough mark for even the lowest fiends."
Max puts on a smile, unlocks the door, and steps out. "Hello! Welcome to Big Burger Beastro! We aren't open just yet, but if you're hungry I can make an exception for you!"
"Mn" He shrugs "Never seen you around anywhere and I've been a lot of places."
"No, we are here for a reason," Addy says, her voice warm. Her long scaly tail flicks about. Doctor Gigli is dressed head to toe in thick clothing, covering his entire form.
*Weirdly enough, it doesn't have warlocks. I'm guessing that it lacks the supernatural power to sponsor them, since it's only CR 18 and its biggest magic power is to throw butter at people. Oh, and it smells like excellent buttery pastries, so strongly in fact that it can overwhelm some people. It also has two heads, and is locked in the lower ribcage of a fallen titan buried underneath Flavor City. No one knows where it came from, but it seems to be ancient.*
*It is a very unhealthy creature, and it feeds vicariously off the hedonism of others, which is why it keeps giving people these obscenely decadent ideas.*
*It sounds very similar to Riotan honestly, but Rio already has a warlock and can turn into a cargo train-sized horned serpent that can burrow to Earth’s core*
*Snakes are cool.*
*Anyway, I'm not planning on bringing in the Tasting Beast as a full-fledged character just yet. I have one of its paladins already introduced, though. He's the pirate guy, and he's not... completely evil. Or completely developed, honestly.*
He sniffs the air, then chuckles. "Ah, a devil. I don't meet up with your people anymore, which is a real shame, isn't it? I think I'm an easy enough mark for even the lowest fiends."
Max puts on a smile, unlocks the door, and steps out. "Hello! Welcome to Big Burger Beastro! We aren't open just yet, but if you're hungry I can make an exception for you!"
"Mn" He shrugs "Never seen you around anywhere and I've been a lot of places."
"No, we are here for a reason," Addy says, her voice warm. Her long scaly tail flicks about. Doctor Gigli is dressed head to toe in thick clothing, covering his entire form.
"Well, you've probably seen me, I was just beneath notice until fairly recently. I was just 'vermin from the docks' before I became a paladin. Now I'm something of a big shot. Don't quote me on that, though."
He thinks for a moment. "Oh, is this a surprise investigation? If it is, I'd be happy to show you around. There aren't a lot of us, but we keep a tight ship."
There is a heavy-set monstrosity dressed in fiery colors and voluminous fabrics firing a large, ornate rifle into the air, shooting bottles that another pirate is throwing. Various people in varying levels of raggedness are watching, eating and drinking merrily from the crates of smuggled goods that lie around them.
Kharn hates the lot of them on sight, but decides to assess their strength before approaching.
None of them look like combatants, aside from the one with the rifle. Quite a few of them are just impoverished folks who wandered over, now wrapped in warm quilts as they feast on fresh fruits, chocolates, smoked meats, and fine alcoholic beverages.
Kharn steps out of the forest, cutting an intimidating figure. "What have we got here, then? Smugglers and vagabonds, or a bunch of idiots who don't know what they're sitting on?" Kharn's voice is quite posh, despite being husky and coming from a 7-foot-tall guy wearing a stylised skull mask and carrying a ritual dagger.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
He sniffs the air, then chuckles. "Ah, a devil. I don't meet up with your people anymore, which is a real shame, isn't it? I think I'm an easy enough mark for even the lowest fiends."
Max puts on a smile, unlocks the door, and steps out. "Hello! Welcome to Big Burger Beastro! We aren't open just yet, but if you're hungry I can make an exception for you!"
"Mn" He shrugs "Never seen you around anywhere and I've been a lot of places."
"No, we are here for a reason," Addy says, her voice warm. Her long scaly tail flicks about. Doctor Gigli is dressed head to toe in thick clothing, covering his entire form.
"Well, you've probably seen me, I was just beneath notice until fairly recently. I was just 'vermin from the docks' before I became a paladin. Now I'm something of a big shot. Don't quote me on that, though."
He thinks for a moment. "Oh, is this a surprise investigation? If it is, I'd be happy to show you around. There aren't a lot of us, but we keep a tight ship."
"Hmph, I'll believe it when I see it." he grumbles, folding his arms over his chest "I am Samaratin."
She nods and follows him inside. Gigli seems to suddenly disappear, slipping into the darkness.
None of them look like combatants, aside from the one with the rifle. Quite a few of them are just impoverished folks who wandered over, now wrapped in warm quilts as they feast on fresh fruits, chocolates, smoked meats, and fine alcoholic beverages.
Kharn steps out of the forest, cutting an intimidating figure. "What have we got here, then? Smugglers and vagabonds, or a bunch of idiots who don't know what they're sitting on?" Kharn's voice is quite posh, despite being husky and coming from a 7-foot-tall guy wearing a stylised skull mask and carrying a ritual dagger.
The monster reloads his repeating rifle, not turning to a position where he could draw on Kharn with any speed or ease. "You can join us if you want." He doesn't seem even slightly afraid, and the others seem to be nervous, but not to the point that they're willing to leave immediately.
None of them look like combatants, aside from the one with the rifle. Quite a few of them are just impoverished folks who wandered over, now wrapped in warm quilts as they feast on fresh fruits, chocolates, smoked meats, and fine alcoholic beverages.
Kharn steps out of the forest, cutting an intimidating figure. "What have we got here, then? Smugglers and vagabonds, or a bunch of idiots who don't know what they're sitting on?" Kharn's voice is quite posh, despite being husky and coming from a 7-foot-tall guy wearing a stylised skull mask and carrying a ritual dagger.
The monster reloads his repeating rifle, not turning to a position where he could draw on Kharn with any speed or ease. "You can join us if you want." He doesn't seem even slightly afraid, and the others seem to be nervous, but not to the point that they're willing to leave immediately.
Kharn's head tilts slightly. "Does it sound like I want to?"
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Good morning yall, finally back from being dead, anybody want to rp?*
*shore.*
*Do you want anybody?*
*uhhhh, I suppose Rag.*
*Sure thing, here ya go.*
Rag is taking the time to help around town when he isn’t working at the restaurant or maintaining his strength, currently sitting at his mini kitchen, making stew for those around town who can’t afford a good meal, smiling and patting people with joy.
*Good morning yall, finally back from being dead, anybody want to rp?*
*shore.*
*Do you want anybody?*
*uhhhh, I suppose Rag.*
*Sure thing, here ya go.*
Rag is taking the time to help around town when he isn’t working at the restaurant or maintaining his strength, currently sitting at his mini kitchen, making stew for those around town who can’t afford a good meal, smiling and patting people with joy.
Luciano walks up to him and sighs "May I borrow your ear for a moment my friend?"
*Good morning yall, finally back from being dead, anybody want to rp?*
*shore.*
*Do you want anybody?*
*uhhhh, I suppose Rag.*
*Sure thing, here ya go.*
Rag is taking the time to help around town when he isn’t working at the restaurant or maintaining his strength, currently sitting at his mini kitchen, making stew for those around town who can’t afford a good meal, smiling and patting people with joy.
Luciano walks up to him and sighs "May I borrow your ear for a moment my friend?"
He looks down to Luciano, putting his ladle down and letting people serve themselves for a moment “Of course friend.”
*Good morning yall, finally back from being dead, anybody want to rp?*
*shore.*
*Do you want anybody?*
*uhhhh, I suppose Rag.*
*Sure thing, here ya go.*
Rag is taking the time to help around town when he isn’t working at the restaurant or maintaining his strength, currently sitting at his mini kitchen, making stew for those around town who can’t afford a good meal, smiling and patting people with joy.
Luciano walks up to him and sighs "May I borrow your ear for a moment my friend?"
He looks down to Luciano, putting his ladle down and letting people serve themselves for a moment “Of course friend.”
Luciano wrings his hand, looking a bit concerned "A man has arrived into town, allowing people to be gluttonous in their desires... he called me out, saying that there was no point in me saying true to the values I hold and it made.. a bit upset." he explains.
"Well, you've probably seen me, I was just beneath notice until fairly recently. I was just 'vermin from the docks' before I became a paladin. Now I'm something of a big shot. Don't quote me on that, though."
He thinks for a moment. "Oh, is this a surprise investigation? If it is, I'd be happy to show you around. There aren't a lot of us, but we keep a tight ship."
"Hmph, I'll believe it when I see it." he grumbles, folding his arms over his chest "I am Samaratin."
She nods and follows him inside. Gigli seems to suddenly disappear, slipping into the darkness.
"Desi." He dunks a massive cheeseburger into the pot of bacon fondue. "No idea why, but I get the feeling you don't like me." He chuckles.
No one is here other than Max, but everything does in fact seem to be up to code- if by the thinnest margins. "Is there anything in particular that you're worried about?" He leans against a door that isn't in the building plans.
"Well, you've probably seen me, I was just beneath notice until fairly recently. I was just 'vermin from the docks' before I became a paladin. Now I'm something of a big shot. Don't quote me on that, though."
He thinks for a moment. "Oh, is this a surprise investigation? If it is, I'd be happy to show you around. There aren't a lot of us, but we keep a tight ship."
"Hmph, I'll believe it when I see it." he grumbles, folding his arms over his chest "I am Samaratin."
She nods and follows him inside. Gigli seems to suddenly disappear, slipping into the darkness.
"Desi." He dunks a massive cheeseburger into the pot of bacon fondue. "No idea why, but I get the feeling you don't like me." He chuckles.
No one is here other than Max, but everything does in fact seem to be up to code- if by the thinnest margins. "Is there anything in particular that you're worried about?" He leans against a door that isn't in the building plans.
"I don't like most people, ain't nothing new. Just another guy." He says, shrugging "Why have you come here if I may ask?" he digs around in his bag and pulls out numerous spices. He begins to taste-test the fondue, adding spices to enhance the bacon flavor.
Addy jots that down, humming a bit "Nothing dear, just a simple check-up." She nods. Gigli disappears into the back kitchen.
The monster reloads his repeating rifle, not turning to a position where he could draw on Kharn with any speed or ease. "You can join us if you want." He doesn't seem even slightly afraid, and the others seem to be nervous, but not to the point that they're willing to leave immediately.
Kharn's head tilts slightly. "Does it sound like I want to?"
"Nah, but you're still welcome. After all, we accept deviants here." He raises his gun to his shoulder and nods at the pirate beside him, who shakily tosses another bottle for his captain to shoot. After the glass rains down, the monster finally turns. "So, what's up?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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None of them look like combatants, aside from the one with the rifle. Quite a few of them are just impoverished folks who wandered over, now wrapped in warm quilts as they feast on fresh fruits, chocolates, smoked meats, and fine alcoholic beverages.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Mn" He shrugs "Never seen you around anywhere and I've been a lot of places."
"No, we are here for a reason," Addy says, her voice warm. Her long scaly tail flicks about. Doctor Gigli is dressed head to toe in thick clothing, covering his entire form.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Snakes are cool.*
*Anyway, I'm not planning on bringing in the Tasting Beast as a full-fledged character just yet. I have one of its paladins already introduced, though. He's the pirate guy, and he's not... completely evil. Or completely developed, honestly.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Good morning yall, finally back from being dead, anybody want to rp?*
*shore.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Well, you've probably seen me, I was just beneath notice until fairly recently. I was just 'vermin from the docks' before I became a paladin. Now I'm something of a big shot. Don't quote me on that, though."
He thinks for a moment. "Oh, is this a surprise investigation? If it is, I'd be happy to show you around. There aren't a lot of us, but we keep a tight ship."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Do you want anybody?*
Kharn steps out of the forest, cutting an intimidating figure. "What have we got here, then? Smugglers and vagabonds, or a bunch of idiots who don't know what they're sitting on?" Kharn's voice is quite posh, despite being husky and coming from a 7-foot-tall guy wearing a stylised skull mask and carrying a ritual dagger.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"Hmph, I'll believe it when I see it." he grumbles, folding his arms over his chest "I am Samaratin."
She nods and follows him inside. Gigli seems to suddenly disappear, slipping into the darkness.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*uhhhh, I suppose Rag.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The monster reloads his repeating rifle, not turning to a position where he could draw on Kharn with any speed or ease. "You can join us if you want." He doesn't seem even slightly afraid, and the others seem to be nervous, but not to the point that they're willing to leave immediately.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Kharn's head tilts slightly. "Does it sound like I want to?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Sure thing, here ya go.*
Rag is taking the time to help around town when he isn’t working at the restaurant or maintaining his strength, currently sitting at his mini kitchen, making stew for those around town who can’t afford a good meal, smiling and patting people with joy.
Luciano walks up to him and sighs "May I borrow your ear for a moment my friend?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*gtg for 15 mins or maybe more*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
He looks down to Luciano, putting his ladle down and letting people serve themselves for a moment “Of course friend.”
Luciano wrings his hand, looking a bit concerned "A man has arrived into town, allowing people to be gluttonous in their desires... he called me out, saying that there was no point in me saying true to the values I hold and it made.. a bit upset." he explains.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Desi." He dunks a massive cheeseburger into the pot of bacon fondue. "No idea why, but I get the feeling you don't like me." He chuckles.
No one is here other than Max, but everything does in fact seem to be up to code- if by the thinnest margins. "Is there anything in particular that you're worried about?" He leans against a door that isn't in the building plans.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I don't like most people, ain't nothing new. Just another guy." He says, shrugging "Why have you come here if I may ask?" he digs around in his bag and pulls out numerous spices. He begins to taste-test the fondue, adding spices to enhance the bacon flavor.
Addy jots that down, humming a bit "Nothing dear, just a simple check-up." She nods. Gigli disappears into the back kitchen.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Nah, but you're still welcome. After all, we accept deviants here." He raises his gun to his shoulder and nods at the pirate beside him, who shakily tosses another bottle for his captain to shoot. After the glass rains down, the monster finally turns. "So, what's up?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels