the girls continue to argue just outside the door, and eventually a tearful eyed Liz comes back in, sits at her table, puts her head down in her arms, and cries
The dwarf takes this opportunity to approach, standing a timid distance away from Liz and not sitting down, in case she just wants to be left alone. "Hey, are ya alright?"
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"Thanks. I.. really appreciate it." He smiles ever so slightly to show he means it, taking the roll of tape and using it to put up posters on the windows facing out and on a wall near the elevator, and then putting a small stack of pamphlets near the front door for people to grab on their way out. Then, he sits back down at the counter to drink his coffee and have his sandwich.
The poster is a "Missing Persons" poster. There's two people said to be missing on there: a cheery looking mountain dwarf named Ivor Stonelook-Warcleaver with braided russet hair and silver beads waved into his beard, and a young winter eldarin girl named Moon Stonelook-Warcleaver. Ivor is 34 years old, while Moon is only 9. Ivor was last seen six months ago before leaving on an adventuring trip, but didn't come back in the time he said he was supposed to, and Moon was last seen a few days ago, at [a location that is probably not here].
Carl continues to stick around, in case you need him, busying himself with polishing glasses.
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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.
*bye, drum!!*
The dwarf takes this opportunity to approach, standing a timid distance away from Liz and not sitting down, in case she just wants to be left alone. "Hey, are ya alright?"
"Ah, I'm sorry. Mind if I sit?" He motions to a chair near Liz.
He sits down next to her. "Mind if I ask what happened? Between the two of yah."
Carl continues to stick around, in case you need him, busying himself with polishing glasses.
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.
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.
*Sure*
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.
*Ofc!*
*Which floor?*
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.
"That's tough to 'ear, I'm sorry." Hesitantly, he puts a light hand on her shoulder in reassurance. "Yeh need advice, or just someone teh cry with?"
Carl is polishing a glass behind the bar, looking kinda somber.
Juliet is cleaning one of the tables, happy with the tips she got after a busy day.
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.
Juliet has a look at the coin, curious. She's not the brightest, and has no clue that it's rare. "Um, thank you! Why have you given me this?"
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.