Lord's Rest Inn

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William is opening up the Red Plate for the breakfast rush. He is humming as he cooks abyssal eggs in a pan. Unseen Servants work around him. The air smells of pancakes, crepes, fresh fruit, meat, bacon, and spices. People have already walked in, sitting down and chatting idly.

Vincent is outside with Antonio, doing laps around the tavern ground. He looks slightly tired but is smiling for the most part, Antonio cheers him on. 

A ship has pulled into the port of the harbor near the tavern. The ship is printed with the name "Nuestra Señora de la Luz" on the side. A man steps off the bridge, dressed in a white cotton shirt with open buttons, a pair of black dress pants, a sweater tied around his waist, and black, ankle-heeled boots. A single gold earring glints in the sunlight. He carries a bag around his shoulder, a satchel of sorts. His skin is the color of honey, his eyes the color of chocolate. His hair is swept back and it and his beard are the color of raven's feathers. 

Mauric hides beside the kitchen door, attempting to eavesdrop. Stealth: 21

 because the Unseen Servants are controlled by him and he simply needs to think about what they should do, the kitchen is quiet except for the noise of cooking and cleaning. 

Throwing caution to the wind, Mauric enters. “Hey. I was tested, I ate the mystery meat. Did I pass? Do I get the job?”

 William doesn't even look up from a pan of fried eggs and chorizo and chuckles lightly. "Sure," he says and nods his head to a stove next to him "We have a customer who wants a liver and chive frittata, get started on that. The liver is in the fridge and chives are in the produce bin."

“Got it.” Mauric grabs the necessary ingredients and begins preparation, falling into the flow of the process quickly.

 William watches quietly before continuing and sliding past the doors to go deliver food to the customers. 

“This is gonna be fun.” Mauric whispers to himself, looking positively manic for a moment. Then it fades, and he’s back to normal.

 (Make a Perception check for me)

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 A Unseen Servant watches him carefully but quickly turns to continue its work.

“What’re you looking at?” Mauric growls at the spectre as he stirs in the chives.

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*hello people, I’m up early today *

 *um… hello?*

 *mornin, I gtg soon but hello friend :) *

 *hi, nice to see you again. Hope you have a wonderful day, theren*

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*hello people, I’m up early today *

 *um… hello?*

*yo*

 *how are you jobah?*

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 He cautiously sits down, looking stressed. "I'm fine."

Two troopers pull out electric batons. "We will."

 "Nick.. I can tell you're not.." he sounds worried, his Irish accent heavy "You don't have to tell me but I want to know what I can do to help you or make it better."

"¿No me pueden dejar en paz? ¿Por qué deben atacarme ustedes, soldados corruptos?" He snorts, folding his arms. 

 "I'm just...stressed.."

"Speak English civilian."

 "What about?" He asked, laying back in the grass. 

"Excelente. Soldados corruptos racistas." He sighs and tilts his head and chuckles "Sorry, I forgot that you all were pendejo."

 "just trying to help people all the time." he says, a furious tone coming through. "I'm sick of being the therapist all the time, trying to be understanding." he snaps. then tears well up in his eyes. "Sorry...i-i didn't mean to yell."

"Pay the fine. And we'll let you go free."

 Nick watches him with soft, gentle green eyes. He smiles "I know.. I hate putting my issues on people so I hold them in. I try to forget them and take on others' issues as if helping them will help me. It never works.." He sighs, fiddling with a blade of grass "You don't have to be.. I know that sounds stupid, that this is all you think you are, but I cam assure you it's not." He sits up and beams "You're amazing. Whether you're upset, happy, worried, angry, anything really. You don't have to be a therapist to me, and if someone keeps pushing your boundaries, tell me. I'll try and help." 

He snorts "No."

 He nods and places his head between his knees

'Then we'll have to teach you a lesson." he says stepping back as a few troopers walk forward. *All damage is nonlethal*

Attack: 25 Damage: 20

Attack: 13 Damage: 24

 Vincent tilts his head "Do you want anything to eat or drink?" 

He manages to dodge the first one but the second one hits him. He doesn't fight them, however, just taking it. 

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 Theren pats the cats back. "Thanks."

She smiles at him.

 "So, how long have you been with Thirteen?"

<348 years. I think I had been dead for two years beforehand. I lived 9 years before dying in the world of Azabas. I was a pet of… well I don’t remember, but he resurrected me. He was lonely and self-destructive. He needed a familiar.>

 "Ah. Sounds like Thirteen alright."

<We went a lot of places. If you ask me, he’s getting worried about his mortality. He’s become pretty paranoid about archdevils, archdruids, and basically anything prefixed with “arch-”.>

 "Tch, course he does."

<It’s not that there aren’t threats. But I’d say here at the Inn, the real dangers are all in plain sight. Which makes his trip stranger. Why is he going to Sigil anyway?>

 "Dunno. he didn't say. Just that he wanted me to watch you."

<Typical. Hey did you know I can speak Russian?>

 "Cool."

<Thanks. It’s interesting to think in a different language than you normally speak. But then again, I’m never really speaking. By the way, what does my voice sound like to you? The one in your head, that is.>