Lord's Rest Inn

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 (I'm guessing he's whittling outside instead of getting woodchips on Kinsley's floor?)

Someone silently moves into view. It's a lizardfolk dressed in Venetian carnival colors, all oranges and golds and reds, stained and caked with mud and gore. He wears a rusted, dented helmet that covers his eyes completely, with no eye slit or holes in the visor. His mouth remains uncovered, and on his back are two old swords, in equally poor repair as the rest of his kit.

He doesn't seem to notice Lazarus at first, but with the next swipe of the knife he freezes in place, listening closely.

 "You alright, sir?" The vampire asks, unamused

*Indeed*

 "Mostly." The reptile responds. He speaks clearly, instead of the typical hissing and growling most Lizardfolk include in their speech. "Do you know where this is? I smelled food, but I doubt I can handle a fight in this sorry state."

*(implodes)*

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*(implodes)*

 *(rizzes you up)*

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*(implodes)*

 *(rizzes you up)*

 *(Dies due to lethal amounts of rizz in my bloodstream)*

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*(implodes)*

*helo*

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 (I'm guessing he's whittling outside instead of getting woodchips on Kinsley's floor?)

Someone silently moves into view. It's a lizardfolk dressed in Venetian carnival colors, all oranges and golds and reds, stained and caked with mud and gore. He wears a rusted, dented helmet that covers his eyes completely, with no eye slit or holes in the visor. His mouth remains uncovered, and on his back are two old swords, in equally poor repair as the rest of his kit.

He doesn't seem to notice Lazarus at first, but with the next swipe of the knife he freezes in place, listening closely.

 "You alright, sir?" The vampire asks, unamused

*Indeed*

 "Mostly." The reptile responds. He speaks clearly, instead of the typical hissing and growling most Lizardfolk include in their speech. "Do you know where this is? I smelled food, but I doubt I can handle a fight in this sorry state."

 "This? Yestria. Why do you ask?"

Karl is sitting at the tavern, their normal blurred self

And, a new patron is in the building, an Archmage, wearing a crown and a dress, and she sits down at a table, and orders a non-alcoholic ale