Lord's Rest Inn

*hey wendi wanna rp?*

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"You can always refer to me by no name at all, if that makes more sense. I have a name, and normally, I'd tell you what it was, but I'm not in a situation where I can." She sits down at another chair. "As for the betrayal part, I decided I didn't want to be a puppet for my old boss. So, I became this."

 He shakes his head “By that logic I’m the world’s worst traitor, but I still got my name. Either way, not wanting to be under someone else’s thumb is somethin’ I can sympathize with.” He says, his gloves glowing, as well as his six shooter, “How about a nickname?”

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Stroth is inside, having somehow sobered up way to fast to anyone's liking. She is currently eating a bowl of ramen she patched together which looks like a chef's worst nightmare.

Kiko wanders over to her, trying to place where the smell of ramen is coming from. She appears to be a collection of eyes and inky darkness in a crude human-ish shape.

"Umm... hi?"

 Stroth looks up and grins madly "Hiya there."

"I'm... I'm Kiko. I'm... kinda new to, well, all of this... so I wanted to get to know people. What's your name?"

 "Stroth Blackwood, a pleasure to meet you." She stands up, easily 6'2, and bows. Her long blonde hair is tied back in a bun but her facial features are disturbing. Her smile is way to big for her face, his eyes orange in coloration.

"A pleasure to meet you as well." She seems a touch less nervous- but only a slight bit. "Do you... do you know Omori?"

 She nods "I met her, real pretty."

"She was... well, one could say she's the reason I'm here. Well, here like this, anyway. Before this I was human. It's... it's an adjustment."

 "Don't worry, you'll love it here." She chuckles.

"Thanks... It already seems pretty nice so far." She sort of chuckles as well.

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“Yeah! Really! I’m not kidding.”

 He chuckles "That's nice to hear, even if I think it's pretty ridiculous." He begins serving food again.

“Well if you weren’t a swashbuckling pirate, what kind were you?” He asks.

 “The heart throbbing kind I’d say, but I’m sure my old crewmates might say otherwise.” He chuckles “I miss em.”

“What was the ship called?”

 “The Bloody Barnacle. It was the best adventure I had, before getting married.”

“Cool name. Who was on it?”

 He taps his chin “Sebastian, Angler, the Captain, a few people, it’s been years so names escape me.”

“That sounds fun. I was just out in the mountain woodlands of France with a bunch of old women and their pet rodents.”

 “That doesn’t sound that bad, my life was threatened on every adventure we went on, and when all you know is fire spells, charming spells, and healing, it’s hard to be much help in the abyss. Oh yeah, I went to the abyss once to save a friend.”

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*Anyways, would anyone like to RP? Because these are my characters at the moment.*

Allison is on the stage in the tavern, playing for the patrons who listen. She plucks her lute, the magical energy flowing around her as she plays. 

"You fill up my senses like a night in the forest,

like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain,

like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.

You fill up my senses, come fill me again.."

 

Stroth is inside, having somehow sobered up way to fast to anyone's liking. She is currently eating a bowl of ramen she patched together which looks like a chef's worst nightmare.

 Damian is serving in the tavern when they hear this song, leaning over the counter and listening to a fellow bard at work. When they are finished they applaud, inviting Allison to over to the counter for a free meal.

*At this point Sparrow wouldn’t have fully sobered up, but he would be awake, but I’ve already used him a lot, should I?*

 Allison looks up and walks over, smiling "Hi there." She chirps. 

*It's fine with me but if you feel like you don't want to, that's fine :)*

 *Cool, because I really like playing Sparrow, considering he’s one of my only original characters not based on anything.*

 He puts a plate of perfectly made pancakes in front of them, wearing an apron that says ‘Only my wife can kiss the cook’. He smiles at them “Hello, that was a good song, did you write it?”

 Sparrow has sobered up enough to be awake again, and his head is throbbing worse than the time he had it bashed in by a demon with a block of wood the size of his body.

 "No, just one I thought would be nice." She chuckles and takes them, eating them slightly "Forgive me.. my appetite is elsewhere."

Stroth walks up behind him, perfectly fine. "Hi."

 He shakes his head “Don’t worry, if you don’t eat it someone else will, it’s not as if you’re insulting me by not being hunger, you’re mortal like anyone else.”

 He is sitting in his rocking chair, holding his head “Hey there, you seem to be doin’ perfect. Good.”

 She shrugs "Minds just been elsewhere, taken my stomach with it." She chuckles.

She nods "Do you not just.. get rid of it? That's not good." With a snap of her fingers, she casts Greater Restoration on him. 

 He leans on the corner “What do you mean? Lose a family member? A friend? Or is it something different?”

 He shakes his head as the hangover clears up, a look of surprise on his face “That is new, wow. I ain’t feel this good in a while, you really are amazin’ aren’t ya?”

 "Something different." She taps her nails against the bar "Promise to keep this a secret between bartender and patron?"

"I am not amazing, just bored with life that I got accustomed to making life work for me." She rolls her eyes, not used to compliments.

 He smiles wider “Oh I love keeping secrets, I would never dare to tell anyone what you say, not even my wife could it out of me.”

 He gestures to a seat near his own, still rocking “Call it what you like, I think you’re amazin’ even if you don’t. I ain’t seen anything like what you did, and I’ve seen a lot for a human.”

 She chuckles and sighs, placing her head in her palm "I had this husband for about.. four years give or take. Had this daughter with him, she was the pride and joy of my life... She died because of me, drowned in a lake.. my husband divorced me because he said that it was all my fault that she died and he was right.." she runs a hand through her hair "I've been trying to make my life better, to become a better person in every aspect but now I find myself.. falling.. for someone else. I don't deserve them, not after what I did.." she mutters. 

"I'm not human.. nor am I a god or anything that powerful. I'm just me." She shrugs, sitting down on the floor instead.