"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
Atrous is in the homeless camp, trying to sell mysterious wares.
Kyes approaches looking over everything carefully, "Afternoon, what do we have here?"
The man turns, his rose colored eyes staring down at Kyes. "Good day. Might I offer you a pendant of brooding? Helps the mind stay clear at all times." He says, holding out a stone tied to a string.
"That sounds like a cursed item, pass." Kyes squints at the stone, "Or just a normal stone tied to a string... How about this ring? It looks nice at least."
They all laugh. "Maybe we should try to teach them some jokes. Lighten his mood a bit. Say, what's your name newbie? I'm Sally." The half-elven women says, offering a hand
He shakes it. "Sytosc. I'm a food critic from a distant land. This village used to be one of my favorite places to visit."
"Oh really? Which was your favorite? The Rusty Devil? That was mine, pretty good I think."
"Oh, yeah, that one was good. I liked their pie. I wonder if the owners survived." He takes off some pieces of bacon and places them on a wire rack over cloth to drain.
They glow with pride. "I did. If I ever get to rebuild it, I'll make sure to keep the pie the same." They say, before reaching for a bacon, making sure Sytosc is fine with it
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Atrous is in the homeless camp, trying to sell mysterious wares.
Kyes approaches looking over everything carefully, "Afternoon, what do we have here?"
The man turns, his rose colored eyes staring down at Kyes. "Good day. Might I offer you a pendant of brooding? Helps the mind stay clear at all times." He says, holding out a stone tied to a string.
"That sounds like a cursed item, pass." Kyes squints at the stone, "Or just a normal stone tied to a string... How about this ring? It looks nice at least."
"Oh no, definitely cursed. I don't know why I still have it.." he opens the other side of his cloak. "I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat..." He goes on and on.
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
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Atrous is in the homeless camp, trying to sell mysterious wares.
Kyes approaches looking over everything carefully, "Afternoon, what do we have here?"
The man turns, his rose colored eyes staring down at Kyes. "Good day. Might I offer you a pendant of brooding? Helps the mind stay clear at all times." He says, holding out a stone tied to a string.
"That sounds like a cursed item, pass." Kyes squints at the stone, "Or just a normal stone tied to a string... How about this ring? It looks nice at least."
"Oh no, definitely cursed. I don't know why I still have it.." he opens the other side of his cloak. "I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat..." He goes on and on.
"... You are going to be the most interesting person I meet today. How does that all fit in the cloak? Is it an improvised bag of holding? An extra dimensional pocket?"
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
They all laugh. "Maybe we should try to teach them some jokes. Lighten his mood a bit. Say, what's your name newbie? I'm Sally." The half-elven women says, offering a hand
He shakes it. "Sytosc. I'm a food critic from a distant land. This village used to be one of my favorite places to visit."
"Oh really? Which was your favorite? The Rusty Devil? That was mine, pretty good I think."
"Oh, yeah, that one was good. I liked their pie. I wonder if the owners survived." He takes off some pieces of bacon and places them on a wire rack over cloth to drain.
They glow with pride. "I did. If I ever get to rebuild it, I'll make sure to keep the pie the same." They say, before reaching for a bacon, making sure Sytosc is fine with it
He shakes his head when she reaches for it. "Not yet. It's too hot. It'll destroy your palate in an instant." He sighs. "I can help pay for the rebuild, but only if you let me help with the menu. The 'truffle' steak was... offensive on many levels."
Atrous is in the homeless camp, trying to sell mysterious wares.
Kyes approaches looking over everything carefully, "Afternoon, what do we have here?"
The man turns, his rose colored eyes staring down at Kyes. "Good day. Might I offer you a pendant of brooding? Helps the mind stay clear at all times." He says, holding out a stone tied to a string.
"That sounds like a cursed item, pass." Kyes squints at the stone, "Or just a normal stone tied to a string... How about this ring? It looks nice at least."
"Oh no, definitely cursed. I don't know why I still have it.." he opens the other side of his cloak. "I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat..." He goes on and on.
"... You are going to be the most interesting person I meet today. How does that all fit in the cloak? Is it an improvised bag of holding? An extra dimensional pocket?"
He stares at them and chuckles "Sure.."
"Whaddya want. I got everything." He says and tilts his head. "Name your price and item."
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
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He shakes his head when she reaches for it. "Not yet. It's too hot. It'll destroy your palate in an instant." He sighs. "I can help pay for the rebuild, but only if you let me help with the menu. The 'truffle' steak was... offensive on many levels."
"Hey, don't blame me. Joey was incharge of that stuff." They say, taking out a little notebook. "How could it be improved?"
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"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
"Mmm... I can give you my blood, but in return, I request a favor in the future. How does that sound?"
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"Whaddya want. I got everything." He says and tilts his head. "Name your price and item."
"Everything?" Kyes grins, "Ok then, a doorway that I can use to open a portal to another plane or realm. Perhaps the blueprints to a knife that can kill a god? Or how about a crown that can hold a ruby capable of shifting reality?"
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
"Mmm... I can give you my blood, but in return, I request a favor in the future. How does that sound?"
"Nope. His blood. Only his. I don't need yours. You are just a rubber stamp of an angel." He waved his hand and snorted.
"Whaddya want. I got everything." He says and tilts his head. "Name your price and item."
"Everything?" Kyes grins, "Ok then, a doorway that I can use to open a portal to another plane or realm. Perhaps the blueprints to a knife that can kill a god? Or how about a crown that can hold a ruby capable of shifting reality?"
Atrous smirks and pulls out a cube made of colorful glass and a rolled up, very dusty blueprint. "For my price, since you did not call it, is the eyes amd tongue of the emotionally closest being to you."
"You don't need to know who I am. If I speak my name, your God will know and then I gotta split town again." He said "... There has to be something I can give up for just one.'
"I will let you know if I am ever that desperate. After all, I do not think you have much to offer."
Raphael begins to search her knowledge of all languages for something matching this guys description. Also religion: 30
"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
"Mmm... I can give you my blood, but in return, I request a favor in the future. How does that sound?"
"Nope. His blood. Only his. I don't need yours. You are just a rubber stamp of an angel." He waved his hand and snorted.
“My wing and his blood? Strange requests. Look, how about we move this all outside?”
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He shakes his head when she reaches for it. "Not yet. It's too hot. It'll destroy your palate in an instant." He sighs. "I can help pay for the rebuild, but only if you let me help with the menu. The 'truffle' steak was... offensive on many levels."
"Hey, don't blame me. Joey was incharge of that stuff." They say, taking out a little notebook. "How could it be improved?"
"Well, first off, you need to stop trying to be so original. It's great to throw out ideas, but they need more testing before they get put on the menu. Have some mundane items on the menu to fill it out. Like the pie, for example. It was just a regular apple pie, done especially well." He opens his notebook and flips through it. "The truffle steak needs to be removed entirely. The whole approach was an abysmal idea. Make it truffle butter steak. I've got plenty of ideas, but really, it's your restaurant. I'm a critic, not a business owner."
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Greg appears before the two, a bit startled being teleported. "Um... hi?" The dwarf says, not really knowing what to say
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"I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat." He lists off extensively.
He knows exactly who this guy is.
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
"That sounds like a cursed item, pass." Kyes squints at the stone, "Or just a normal stone tied to a string... How about this ring? It looks nice at least."
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They glow with pride. "I did. If I ever get to rebuild it, I'll make sure to keep the pie the same." They say, before reaching for a bacon, making sure Sytosc is fine with it
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"Oh no, definitely cursed. I don't know why I still have it.." he opens the other side of his cloak. "I have trinket, doo-dads, thingamajigs, thingamabobs, teeth, organs, wings of all kinds, dried fish bones, rat bones, giant rat bones, a skull of a giant elk, a chest of treasure, a holy symbol of Iggivli, bugs, dried crackers, dried fruit, dried jerky, cats, dogs, a guinea pig, a farm pig, a police mans cap, a baseball cap, a baseball bat, three throwing knives, a hatchet made from silver, an ornate sword, a holy sword, another cat..." He goes on and on.
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
They step back, in shock and awe and fear. "You... what... is it me you want? What brings you here of all place?"
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"... You are going to be the most interesting person I meet today. How does that all fit in the cloak? Is it an improvised bag of holding? An extra dimensional pocket?"
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"You. Your God. More importantly the fact this place drawers the weirdest people I've ever heard of and I have to see for myself what it's all about."
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
He shakes his head when she reaches for it. "Not yet. It's too hot. It'll destroy your palate in an instant." He sighs. "I can help pay for the rebuild, but only if you let me help with the menu. The 'truffle' steak was... offensive on many levels."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He stares at them and chuckles "Sure.."
"Whaddya want. I got everything." He says and tilts his head. "Name your price and item."
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
"This place is pretty normal. It is the Lord's Rest Inn that has all the interesting people. I am sure the sentient time traveling sword would love to talk to you, or maybe the fallen angel? Huh? Those people sound real interesting."
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"Hey, don't blame me. Joey was incharge of that stuff." They say, taking out a little notebook. "How could it be improved?"
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"Nope. You. And Helios of course. I am kinda desperate for his blood and your wings." He says and smiles.
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
"Mmm... I can give you my blood, but in return, I request a favor in the future. How does that sound?"
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"Everything?" Kyes grins, "Ok then, a doorway that I can use to open a portal to another plane or realm. Perhaps the blueprints to a knife that can kill a god? Or how about a crown that can hold a ruby capable of shifting reality?"
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"Nope. His blood. Only his. I don't need yours. You are just a rubber stamp of an angel." He waved his hand and snorted.
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
Atrous smirks and pulls out a cube made of colorful glass and a rolled up, very dusty blueprint. "For my price, since you did not call it, is the eyes amd tongue of the emotionally closest being to you."
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
“My wing and his blood? Strange requests. Look, how about we move this all outside?”
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"Well, first off, you need to stop trying to be so original. It's great to throw out ideas, but they need more testing before they get put on the menu. Have some mundane items on the menu to fill it out. Like the pie, for example. It was just a regular apple pie, done especially well." He opens his notebook and flips through it. "The truffle steak needs to be removed entirely. The whole approach was an abysmal idea. Make it truffle butter steak. I've got plenty of ideas, but really, it's your restaurant. I'm a critic, not a business owner."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hello Greg, I would like to offer you something." Helios says with a smile