It stops just outside the garden. a hatch opens a few minutes later
*all good*
Misty breathes a huge sigh of relief. "I'm afraid we don't have any doors big enough to fit that in. Do you need anything?" She waits patiently for something to happen.
"I would require knowledge on where I am"
"Well, you're about a hair away from stepping on my hemlock patch," Misty sighs. "This is the Bad Name tavern. I'm Misty, one of the co-owners."
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Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
The gnome opens the door, humming a jaunty tune
Misty, somehow in two places at once, waves the gnome over. "Afternoon! How can I help you?"
"Why hello!" He returns the wave enthusiastically, "I'm looking for a place to stay. Dur to previous..." he thinks for a moment, "Disagreements, I'm not longer allowed at my previous residence"
"Well, that's what we're here for! If you could just fill this out, it's one gold piece per night you plan on staying!" She gets out a binder and pulls a blank form from it, sliding it across the counter towards the gnome. It asks for a full name, date of birth, date of death (if applicable), and a signature recognizing the signee's responsibility in any damage they caused to the building during their stay.
"Have a preference for the floor or room?"
"No preference, though durability is a big plus." He says, signing the waiver under Wilhelm McGrad
"Well, you're about a hair away from stepping on my hemlock patch," Misty sighs. "This is the Bad Name tavern. I'm Misty, one of the co-owners."
"oh, sorry. I'm High King Arkhaen, and I'm from another dimension"
"Oh! It's been a while since I've last seen an inter-dimensional traveler. Nice to meet you. Did you need anything? If you'll follow me, you can park your robot friend somewhere that makes more sense, and I could get you a drink or some food inside the tavern."
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he gets back in his robot, and follows her, careful not to step on anything
Misty leads him and his robot to the back of the tavern, where there are some empty stables and a great big field. "Right next to the stables is great! Just try not to lean on the wall of the tavern, or it'll break. Once you're set, follow me." She disappears through the back door of the tavern.
*i gtg as well lmao*
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"We own all property in the layer, you'll pay rent." Karlos grins
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Well, you're about a hair away from stepping on my hemlock patch," Misty sighs. "This is the Bad Name tavern. I'm Misty, one of the co-owners."
"Basement's off limits. If that's what you're asking."
'Typical. Never been to an establishment that charges for staying in the cesspits.'
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*I gtg, sorry*
Chilling kinda vibe.
*see ya!*
The 'plumber' hangs about the bar
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"No preference, though durability is a big plus." He says, signing the waiver under Wilhelm McGrad
"Oh! It's been a while since I've last seen an inter-dimensional traveler. Nice to meet you. Did you need anything? If you'll follow me, you can park your robot friend somewhere that makes more sense, and I could get you a drink or some food inside the tavern."
*bye steph!*
He fires finger guns at then with a grin
"Durability? What do you mean?"
The slender young man with the army of rats sits down at the bar next to the gnome. 'Hey'
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Misty leads him and his robot to the back of the tavern, where there are some empty stables and a great big field. "Right next to the stables is great! Just try not to lean on the wall of the tavern, or it'll break. Once you're set, follow me." She disappears through the back door of the tavern.
*i gtg as well lmao*
"Not everything I do is stable."
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*hoi*
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*wanna rp?*
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"Hello there!"