Karlos goes into business mode. "Might I suggest our platinum model? For the reasonable price of 150 gold a night, you receive complimentary backrubs and an en suite bathroom. In addition, free meals throughout your stay!"
"Have you got any change? I might need some."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Karlos does a spit take. He was not expecting anybody to actually pay that much. Stepping in front of the sign that reads off a room as 2 silvers a night, he smiles nervously. "How much change do you need? Alternatively, you could make a bulk payment, for several nights?"
In the middle of the lobby, a shimmering dimensional door opens, orange light flickering as the portal stretches to accommodate the tall individual stepping through. A man of around 25 steps through with a bounce in his gait, whistling a tune. He looks humanoid, his skin a slight tan and his hair a curly mess of rusty reddish strands lying unbrushed. His ears though, are round and tawny furred like that of an African Wild Dog. Poking out from his hair grow two jagged black horns. He has numerous freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and a faded scar across his left eyebrow. His eyes are a yellowish tint, like that of a snake, and he’s smiling in an almost unnerving way.
The man wears black dress pants with shiny leather loafers, platformed to give him height though he doesn’t seem to need it. His shirt is buttoned down a bit informally, showing his collarbones and the necklace with a silver ring dangling on it. He has a black tiefling-like tail with a spike at the end, almost like half a spade. He strides up to the counter confidently.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"yeah. please keep this between us. I don't need to be arrested by the authorities. and you don't need a mess"
"Fine, well I suppose I know enough guys in the Infernal system to consider myself safe. Just bear in mind our establishment's rule about aggressive behaviour." He leans back. "Though I have to say, I'm flattered that this is the place you came to."
Karlos does a spit take. He was not expecting anybody to actually pay that much. Stepping in front of the sign that reads off a room as 2 silvers a night, he smiles nervously. "How much change do you need? Alternatively, you could make a bulk payment, for several nights?"
"Put a few gold pieces on the counter and I'll see how much I need."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
In the middle of the lobby, a shimmering dimensional door opens, orange light flickering as the portal stretches to accommodate the tall individual stepping through. A man of around 25 steps through with a bounce in his gait, whistling a tune. He looks humanoid, his skin a slight tan and his hair a curly mess of rusty reddish strands lying unbrushed. His ears though, are round and tawny furred like that of an African Wild Dog. Poking out from his hair grow two jagged black horns. He has numerous freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and a faded scar across his left eyebrow. His eyes are a yellowish tint, like that of a snake, and he’s smiling in an almost unnerving way.
The man wears black dress pants with shiny leather loafers, platformed to give him height though he doesn’t seem to need it. His shirt is buttoned down a bit informally, showing his collarbones and the necklace with a silver ring dangling on it. He has a black tiefling-like tail with a spike at the end, almost like half a spade. He strides up to the counter confidently.
Karlos grunts in greeting. "Hello, welcome to the Bad Name, can I get you anything?"
In the middle of the lobby, a shimmering dimensional door opens, orange light flickering as the portal stretches to accommodate the tall individual stepping through. A man of around 25 steps through with a bounce in his gait, whistling a tune. He looks humanoid, his skin a slight tan and his hair a curly mess of rusty reddish strands lying unbrushed. His ears though, are round and tawny furred like that of an African Wild Dog. Poking out from his hair grow two jagged black horns. He has numerous freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and a faded scar across his left eyebrow. His eyes are a yellowish tint, like that of a snake, and he’s smiling in an almost unnerving way.
The man wears black dress pants with shiny leather loafers, platformed to give him height though he doesn’t seem to need it. His shirt is buttoned down a bit informally, showing his collarbones and the necklace with a silver ring dangling on it. He has a black tiefling-like tail with a spike at the end, almost like half a spade. He strides up to the counter confidently.
*Ooo, epic*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Karlos grunts in greeting. "Hello, welcome to the Bad Name, can I get you anything?"
“Four lemon drop shots please.” He says with a smile.
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Deimos flicks an ear, immediately turning his head to look at her with a surprised expression.
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*Ha, thanks. I've been waiting to play them for a while.*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Karlos frowns. "I'm..... an abyssal leader. Huh."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Have you got any change? I might need some."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Pretty dope character 🥳*
Chilling kinda vibe.
* :)*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Karlos does a spit take. He was not expecting anybody to actually pay that much. Stepping in front of the sign that reads off a room as 2 silvers a night, he smiles nervously. "How much change do you need? Alternatively, you could make a bulk payment, for several nights?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
In the middle of the lobby, a shimmering dimensional door opens, orange light flickering as the portal stretches to accommodate the tall individual stepping through. A man of around 25 steps through with a bounce in his gait, whistling a tune. He looks humanoid, his skin a slight tan and his hair a curly mess of rusty reddish strands lying unbrushed. His ears though, are round and tawny furred like that of an African Wild Dog. Poking out from his hair grow two jagged black horns. He has numerous freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and a faded scar across his left eyebrow. His eyes are a yellowish tint, like that of a snake, and he’s smiling in an almost unnerving way.
The man wears black dress pants with shiny leather loafers, platformed to give him height though he doesn’t seem to need it. His shirt is buttoned down a bit informally, showing his collarbones and the necklace with a silver ring dangling on it. He has a black tiefling-like tail with a spike at the end, almost like half a spade. He strides up to the counter confidently.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Fine, well I suppose I know enough guys in the Infernal system to consider myself safe. Just bear in mind our establishment's rule about aggressive behaviour." He leans back. "Though I have to say, I'm flattered that this is the place you came to."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Put a few gold pieces on the counter and I'll see how much I need."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Karlos grunts in greeting. "Hello, welcome to the Bad Name, can I get you anything?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"For large sums we prefer to deal in credit. Easier to protect and transfer than sacks of gold."
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Ooo, epic*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
“Four lemon drop shots please.” He says with a smile.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"How many souls do you have?" Karlos racks his memory for the going price of souls on the Infernal black market
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Credit?" His head tilts slightly.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Four silvers, if you wouldn't mind." Karlos fills the glasses, sliding them over. "You looking to book a room?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
Deimos flicks an ear, immediately turning his head to look at her with a surprised expression.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ