"Eh. No reason. Guess I was looking for meaning or something. Really, it was close and I hadn't been here before. You smoke?"
The kitchen is spick and span, making the rest of the place look filthy in comparison. There is a single order ticket hanging on the rack, despite the place not being open.
"Meaning is like the sand, hard to keep ahold of unless you have a good bottle to shove it into." He chuckles and nods "I do." he pulls out a cigar from his bag, made from Burnvine leaves and Anngorath skin. He hands one to him.
He narrows his eyes, slithering around. The good doctor peers in the back of the rooms, in every nook and cranny. Addy takes survey in the front, humming to herself.
He takes it. "These look good. Real good. Hope it doesn't kill me immediately." He draws a golden lighter and ignites it, taking a drag.
Gigli ends up in the workshop, the additional room that shouldn't be here. Mechanical parts litter tables and desks. Blueprints for mechanical suits, for constructs, for all sorts of inventions are pinned to the walls. There are pillows nailed there as well, all around the doors as if to muffle sound.
"It shouldn't. The smoke from these was used to help humanoids relieve pains back in the days before medicine." He rolls his shoulders. "More herbal than anything."
"Hmm." He slips back into the shadows, slipping under one of the doors.
"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?"
"I'd first like to know by what means you came by these goods." Kharn gestures at all the smuggled stuff.
*Oh my god I never thought my secretly undead knight was gonna act as a sherriff*
"I bought em' in a myriad of foreign ports and brought em' here. I don't even have to hide it due to my connections with the guard. Most of this stuff I'm giving away for free, just because I want to and no one has any right to stop me."
"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?"
"I'd first like to know by what means you came by these goods." Kharn gestures at all the smuggled stuff.
*Oh my god I never thought my secretly undead knight was gonna act as a sherriff*
"I bought em' in a myriad of foreign ports and brought em' here. I don't even have to hide it due to my connections with the guard. Most of this stuff I'm giving away for free, just because I want to and no one has any right to stop me."
"Indeed? Looks like most of this 'stuff', as you put it, is being consumed by your crew." He points with his blade at the nervous pirates.
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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 takes it. "These look good. Real good. Hope it doesn't kill me immediately." He draws a golden lighter and ignites it, taking a drag.
Gigli ends up in the workshop, the additional room that shouldn't be here. Mechanical parts litter tables and desks. Blueprints for mechanical suits, for constructs, for all sorts of inventions are pinned to the walls. There are pillows nailed there as well, all around the doors as if to muffle sound.
"It shouldn't. The smoke from these was used to help humanoids relieve pains back in the days before medicine." He rolls his shoulders. "More herbal than anything."
"Hmm." He slips back into the shadows, slipping under one of the doors.
He blows out the smoke. "That's an interesting flavor. Never had anything like that before. I would ask where you got it, but I doubt I'd be able to get some for myself. This is the real (gp)."
He takes it. "These look good. Real good. Hope it doesn't kill me immediately." He draws a golden lighter and ignites it, taking a drag.
Gigli ends up in the workshop, the additional room that shouldn't be here. Mechanical parts litter tables and desks. Blueprints for mechanical suits, for constructs, for all sorts of inventions are pinned to the walls. There are pillows nailed there as well, all around the doors as if to muffle sound.
"It shouldn't. The smoke from these was used to help humanoids relieve pains back in the days before medicine." He rolls his shoulders. "More herbal than anything."
"Hmm." He slips back into the shadows, slipping under one of the doors.
He blows out the smoke. "That's an interesting flavor. Never had anything like that before. I would ask where you got it, but I doubt I'd be able to get some for myself. This is the real (gp)."
*Not sure how to continue this exactly*
"You can get them in the roaming city. A buddy of mine makes them. He is from the ring of gluttony like me." he nods, chuckling.
"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?"
"I'd first like to know by what means you came by these goods." Kharn gestures at all the smuggled stuff.
*Oh my god I never thought my secretly undead knight was gonna act as a sherriff*
"I bought em' in a myriad of foreign ports and brought em' here. I don't even have to hide it due to my connections with the guard. Most of this stuff I'm giving away for free, just because I want to and no one has any right to stop me."
"Indeed? Looks like most of this 'stuff', as you put it, is being consumed by your crew." He points with his blade at the nervous pirates.
"I have like one crew member here. No idea who the rest of these guys are. Plus, this is a fraction of a fraction of all the stuff I brought here."
"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?"
"I'd first like to know by what means you came by these goods." Kharn gestures at all the smuggled stuff.
*Oh my god I never thought my secretly undead knight was gonna act as a sherriff*
"I bought em' in a myriad of foreign ports and brought em' here. I don't even have to hide it due to my connections with the guard. Most of this stuff I'm giving away for free, just because I want to and no one has any right to stop me."
"Indeed? Looks like most of this 'stuff', as you put it, is being consumed by your crew." He points with his blade at the nervous pirates.
"I have like one crew member here. No idea who the rest of these guys are. Plus, this is a fraction of a fraction of all the stuff I brought here."
"If you have no idea who they are, then why let them have all your hard-earned goods?" Kharn says, still not trusting the captain.
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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 blows out the smoke. "That's an interesting flavor. Never had anything like that before. I would ask where you got it, but I doubt I'd be able to get some for myself. This is the real (gp)."
*Not sure how to continue this exactly*
"You can get them in the roaming city. A buddy of mine makes them. He is from the ring of gluttony like me." he nods, chuckling.
*neither do I :(*
"Roaming City? Never heard of it. Sounds neat, though." He takes a bite of his fondued burger. "Those spices helped a lot."
*Cool, do you want anyone? I’ve got the twin heroes as you know.*
*I'd be up for them. They sound neat.*
Juliette and Jacque are sparring, blades clashing, parries and flourishes, a dances as they counter each others every move, the sister more offensive focused while the brother more mobile and defensive, a perfect reflection of each other. Whenever one does land a hit, they both laugh, going back to place before starting again.
He blows out the smoke. "That's an interesting flavor. Never had anything like that before. I would ask where you got it, but I doubt I'd be able to get some for myself. This is the real (gp)."
*Not sure how to continue this exactly*
"You can get them in the roaming city. A buddy of mine makes them. He is from the ring of gluttony like me." he nods, chuckling.
*neither do I :(*
"Roaming City? Never heard of it. Sounds neat, though." He takes a bite of his fondued burger. "Those spices helped a lot."
"I am a chef, I try my best to make food taste the best they can." He nods "What are you if I may ask?"
Juliette and Jacque are sparring, blades clashing, parries and flourishes, a dances as they counter each others every move, the sister more offensive focused while the brother more mobile and defensive, a perfect reflection of each other. Whenever one does land a hit, they both laugh, going back to place before starting again.
Prospero claps, making his presence known. "Bravo! You two are incredible!"
Juliette and Jacque are sparring, blades clashing, parries and flourishes, a dances as they counter each others every move, the sister more offensive focused while the brother more mobile and defensive, a perfect reflection of each other. Whenever one does land a hit, they both laugh, going back to place before starting again.
Prospero claps, making his presence known. "Bravo! You two are incredible!"
They both turn to Prospero and smile wide, sheathing their blades and bowing deep, their tails swaying, the two speaking “Thanks Prospero!”
He seems a little less entertained by this now. "Look, I'm allowed to do what I want with my stuff. I don't need to justify myself to anyone."
"Yours, hm?" Kharn's hand casually drifts to the hilt of his sword.
He stares deadpan at Kharn, then his expression slowly turns to a glare. "You know what, what do you want? Really, tell me. Because I have done nothing wrong. I bought goods wholesale, got them checked by the guard to make sure it wasn't anything dangerous, and gave them out for free. Your suspicion is completely unwarranted."
"It shouldn't. The smoke from these was used to help humanoids relieve pains back in the days before medicine." He rolls his shoulders. "More herbal than anything."
"Hmm." He slips back into the shadows, slipping under one of the doors.
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
"I bought em' in a myriad of foreign ports and brought em' here. I don't even have to hide it due to my connections with the guard. Most of this stuff I'm giving away for free, just because I want to and no one has any right to stop me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sure! I've got Desi and Max right now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Indeed? Looks like most of this 'stuff', as you put it, is being consumed by your crew." He points with his blade at the nervous pirates.
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.
*Cool, do you want anyone? I’ve got the twin heroes as you know.*
He blows out the smoke. "That's an interesting flavor. Never had anything like that before. I would ask where you got it, but I doubt I'd be able to get some for myself. This is the real (gp)."
*Not sure how to continue this exactly*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You can get them in the roaming city. A buddy of mine makes them. He is from the ring of gluttony like me." he nods, chuckling.
*neither do I :(*
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
"I have like one crew member here. No idea who the rest of these guys are. Plus, this is a fraction of a fraction of all the stuff I brought here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'd be up for them. They sound neat.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"If you have no idea who they are, then why let them have all your hard-earned goods?" Kharn says, still not trusting the captain.
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.
"Roaming City? Never heard of it. Sounds neat, though." He takes a bite of his fondued burger. "Those spices helped a lot."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Juliette and Jacque are sparring, blades clashing, parries and flourishes, a dances as they counter each others every move, the sister more offensive focused while the brother more mobile and defensive, a perfect reflection of each other. Whenever one does land a hit, they both laugh, going back to place before starting again.
He seems a little less entertained by this now. "Look, I'm allowed to do what I want with my stuff. I don't need to justify myself to anyone."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yours, hm?" Kharn's hand casually drifts to the hilt of his sword.
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.
"I am a chef, I try my best to make food taste the best they can." He nods "What are you if I may ask?"
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
Prospero claps, making his presence known. "Bravo! You two are incredible!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They both turn to Prospero and smile wide, sheathing their blades and bowing deep, their tails swaying, the two speaking “Thanks Prospero!”
*Im so sorry, got to go, continue later?*
He stares deadpan at Kharn, then his expression slowly turns to a glare. "You know what, what do you want? Really, tell me. Because I have done nothing wrong. I bought goods wholesale, got them checked by the guard to make sure it wasn't anything dangerous, and gave them out for free. Your suspicion is completely unwarranted."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No idea. Parents weren't around long enough to tell me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hm.." he looks at his ship, his golden eyes glowing "May I ask what you do?"
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