Lord's Rest Inn

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 The Leper is sitting alone atop a hill, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare, his giant broken blade resting in his lap. The white lilies on his belt fluttering in the light breeze. He has taken off his mask, simply taking this moment of peace.

 The Abomination is wandering around town, trying their best to stay as far away from the other people as possible, their chains rattling against the ground.

 The Crusader is at the tavern, sitting outside of it, sharpening his holy blade, humming a long forgotten war song to himself as he does so.

 The Highwayman is using his stolen goods to afford himself a meal and drink at the tavern, not taking his mask down until he begins eating in a dark corner of said tavern.

 The Graverobber has changed out of their 'work' clothes and is walking around town, looking to expend some of the riches they stole on lavish things.

 The Jester is standing atop the wagon he arrived in, cackling as he plays a beautiful, almost entrancing melody, the notes seeming to float in the air as he plays.

 The Bounty Hunter is walking through town to the tavern to turn in his bounty, who is currently trying to escape but is unfortunately stuck in a black body bag.

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Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up. 

Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her. 

 Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."

 She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."

Blanc gasps softly and takes it, examining it and grinning "thank you ma'am!" She carefully stores it in a small pouch on her belt as though it's precious "If you ever need flowers, magical or mundane, I'll probably have them at my stand, or if I don't I can probably go get them from one of my gardens within a few days- wait am I rambling? I think I'm rambling."

 "No no honey, I love to hear what you do." She said, smiling softly "Perhaps you could make me a flower crown?"

"Oh! Of course! I'll be back in a second!" She runs back over to her stand and picks out some seeds and grows them into black and blue flowers with magic then carefully weaves them into a flower crown.and comes back and offers it to her "tadaa!~" she seems rather proud of it. 

 She smiles and takes it, placing it on her head. She secures it with some bobby pins and beams "Thank you honey! What do I owe you?"

 "Oh! Uhm...  I dunno. I'm still learning how much currency is actually worth so... Does a copper sound fair?"

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 The Leper is sitting alone atop a hill, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare, his giant broken blade resting in his lap. The white lilies on his belt fluttering in the light breeze. He has taken off his mask, simply taking this moment of peace.

 The Abomination is wandering around town, trying their best to stay as far away from the other people as possible, their chains rattling against the ground.

 The Crusader is at the tavern, sitting outside of it, sharpening his holy blade, humming a long forgotten war song to himself as he does so.

 The Highwayman is using his stolen goods to afford himself a meal and drink at the tavern, not taking his mask down until he begins eating in a dark corner of said tavern.

 The Graverobber has changed out of their 'work' clothes and is walking around town, looking to expend some of the riches they stole on lavish things.

 The Jester is standing atop the wagon he arrived in, cackling as he plays a beautiful, almost entrancing melody, the notes seeming to float in the air as he plays.

 The Bounty Hunter is walking through town to the tavern to turn in his bounty, who is currently trying to escape but is unfortunately stuck in a black body bag.

 *Names my friend, before I have an aneurysm.*

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*Characters, if you want someone else just say so.*

 The Leper is sitting alone atop a hill, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare, his giant broken blade resting in his lap. The white lilies on his belt fluttering in the light breeze. He has taken off his mask, simply taking this moment of peace.

 The Abomination is wandering around town, trying their best to stay as far away from the other people as possible, their chains rattling against the ground.

 The Crusader is at the tavern, sitting outside of it, sharpening his holy blade, humming a long forgotten war song to himself as he does so.

 The Highwayman is using his stolen goods to afford himself a meal and drink at the tavern, not taking his mask down until he begins eating in a dark corner of said tavern.

 The Graverobber has changed out of their 'work' clothes and is walking around town, looking to expend some of the riches they stole on lavish things.

 The Jester is standing atop the wagon he arrived in, cackling as he plays a beautiful, almost entrancing melody, the notes seeming to float in the air as he plays.

 The Bounty Hunter is walking through town to the tavern to turn in his bounty, who is currently trying to escape but is unfortunately stuck in a black body bag.

 *Names my friend, before I have an aneurysm.*

 *In that order, Nikanhum, Paul, John, Jason, Marie, No one knows the Jester or Bounty Hunter's names.*

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*Characters, if you want someone else just say so.*

 The Leper is sitting alone atop a hill, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare, his giant broken blade resting in his lap. The white lilies on his belt fluttering in the light breeze. He has taken off his mask, simply taking this moment of peace.

 The Abomination is wandering around town, trying their best to stay as far away from the other people as possible, their chains rattling against the ground.

 The Crusader is at the tavern, sitting outside of it, sharpening his holy blade, humming a long forgotten war song to himself as he does so.

 The Highwayman is using his stolen goods to afford himself a meal and drink at the tavern, not taking his mask down until he begins eating in a dark corner of said tavern.

 The Graverobber has changed out of their 'work' clothes and is walking around town, looking to expend some of the riches they stole on lavish things.

 The Jester is standing atop the wagon he arrived in, cackling as he plays a beautiful, almost entrancing melody, the notes seeming to float in the air as he plays.

 The Bounty Hunter is walking through town to the tavern to turn in his bounty, who is currently trying to escape but is unfortunately stuck in a black body bag.

 *Names my friend, before I have an aneurysm.*

 *In that order, Nikanhum, Paul, John, Jason, Marie, No one knows the Jester or Bounty Hunter's names.*

 *I don't know any of them 😔*

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Stroth is sitting in the library, curled up on the sofa, reading books of the mind and spiritual and psychological warfare. She is dressed in a shoulderless black sweater, a pair of black jeans, and her favorite boots. Her hair falls around her shoulders rather than being tied up. 

Kazkiri, the Wind Yokai, is walking around town. She wears a black tube top, a long black skirt, and a long, light blue, soft jacket. Her hair is done up in bubble braids again. Her pipe is between her fingers, smoke curling from her mouth. The 8ft woman stalks amongst the people, some keeping a wide berth of her. 

 Blanc runs up to her and offers her some black and blue saliva *as In the flower, not spit* "I thought these might match your outfit. Plus they smell nice."

 She looks down and smiles, crouching down "Hello honey, that's so nice of you! Thank you so much." She takes them and smells them. She begins to braid them into her hair and then digs around in one of her pockets. She produces a small stone that was carved in the shape of a dog. She gives it to her, smiling "A trade for a nice gift."

Blanc gasps softly and takes it, examining it and grinning "thank you ma'am!" She carefully stores it in a small pouch on her belt as though it's precious "If you ever need flowers, magical or mundane, I'll probably have them at my stand, or if I don't I can probably go get them from one of my gardens within a few days- wait am I rambling? I think I'm rambling."

 "No no honey, I love to hear what you do." She said, smiling softly "Perhaps you could make me a flower crown?"

"Oh! Of course! I'll be back in a second!" She runs back over to her stand and picks out some seeds and grows them into black and blue flowers with magic then carefully weaves them into a flower crown.and comes back and offers it to her "tadaa!~" she seems rather proud of it. 

 She smiles and takes it, placing it on her head. She secures it with some bobby pins and beams "Thank you honey! What do I owe you?"

 "Oh! Uhm...  I dunno. I'm still learning how much currency is actually worth so... Does a copper sound fair?"

 "How about then platinum?" She grins