The 2 Story Tavern

*Alright thx*

Tyrion is sitting on a barstool playing guitar, namely the song TNT by AC/DC

A boy sits on the edge of a table across from Tyrion, enthralled by the music. 

Quote from Yondor_The_Fantastic >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from Yondor_The_Fantastic >>

A lean bugbear leans against a counter, his fur a light dirty blue, with yellow-green eyes (Kind of imagine Beast from X-Men, but thinner and happier). He wears flexible leather armor that allows for a wide range of movement, adorned with a couple silver patches, and a longsword with a blade of some kind of teal metal is slung across his back. He also carries a black satchel. 

*Couldn't really get a good image of him, sorry folks* 

 *Ooo yay*

 

Ambrosius looks over, intrigued.

 *And which one is Ambrosius?* 

 *The first of my new intros, the one with the sword.*

Quote from AlaricBloodhunter_ >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from AlaricBloodhunter_ >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from AlaricBloodhunter_ >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from AlaricBloodhunter_ >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from AlaricBloodhunter_ >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from AlaricBloodhunter_ >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from AlaricBloodhunter_ >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

*To Alaric, as I’m reckoning neither of us can cut the chain*

*No worries lmao*

“That would actually be great, if you wouldn’t mind. It’s probably somewhere really obvious, I’m not the best at this kind of stuff.”

Floyd is much closer at this point, it’s obvious that he’s curious.

 "Well, thankfully I've got a good eye on me" He grins, (should I make like perception or investigate or something?)

The maj looks back at him and tilts his head in a 'you wanna come?' Gesture

 (Go for it)

He pulls out his blackboard, scribbles something down on it, and then shows it. “I’m, um, not sure. What are you planning on doing?”

 27

There's a moment of silence and then he speaks in a gravelly voice, "Hunting."

 He is immediately able to spot a pastel blue bag, on a seat nearby.  

“For, what, exactly?”

 He walksover and picks it up, "this your bag?"

"Mm. Wolves if there's too many. Hags"

 “Oh, um, that actually is. You really are keen eyed.” She gives you an appreciative smile. “Thank you.”

”H-hags?”   

 "No problem, I'm happy to help" He hands the bag to her

He nods, "Plague on these woods it seems"

 “What was your name again? I’m not sure if you told me or not.”

He shivers. “Maybe not then.”

 "Oh, I'm Oswald, but everyone calls me ozzy"

"I'm a professional, you wouldn't be hurt" He turns towards the forest, "But free will and all"

 “Nice to meet you Ozzy! I’m Ophelia.”

Slowly, he nods, and steps forward.

 "Pleased to meet you" he smiles and offers a handshake

The man nods softly, heading into the forest

 She takes it, shaking and smiling. “You been here long?”

Floyd hesitantly follows.

 "Couple months or so, yeah" He nods, "I'm guessing you got here recently?"

The man is mostly quiet, the sounds of the forest and twigs snapping underfoot filling the silence

 “Yeah, only yesterday actually.”

Floyd seems very scared about this, but is pushing himself to at least follow and watch.

Quote from ATKBlaster >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from ATKBlaster >>

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from ATKBlaster >>

*I can't ai art ;-;*

 *No worries*

 

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from ATKBlaster >>

*I can't ai art ;-;*

 *No worries*

*heroforge gud?*

 *Whatever works, you don’t even need art if it’s too much fuss*

 *phone hard 2 type on ;-;*

 *Ah, okay*

Tyrion keeps playing, he has an open guitar case at his feet with a few silver coins in it.

Quote from PRTR >>

Tyrion keeps playing, he has an open guitar case at his feet with a few silver coins in it.

 The boy has no money, but scoots closer. 

Sirius Fluff is outside, frying a large piece of meat with some red potatoes, using his little spirit minion as a heat source.

Quote from DrummerBoyDragonSlayer >>

Quote from Yondor_The_Fantastic >>

A lean bugbear leans against a counter, his fur a light dirty blue, with yellow-green eyes (Kind of imagine Beast from X-Men, but thinner and happier). He wears flexible leather armor that allows for a wide range of movement, adorned with a couple silver patches, and a longsword with a blade of some kind of teal metal is slung across his back. He also carries a black satchel. 

*Couldn't really get a good image of him, sorry folks* 

 Ambrosius looks over, intrigued.

 Their eyes meet, and the swordsman raises his blue chin in greeting. 

Quote from Baalzeboop >>

Sirius Fluff is outside, frying a large piece of meat with some red potatoes, using his little spirit minion as a heat source.

 *idk who this is and I already love him* 

A stray baby displacer beast sniffs the air while peering out from behind a tree. 

Quote from Yondor_The_Fantastic >>

Quote from PRTR >>

Tyrion keeps playing, he has an open guitar case at his feet with a few silver coins in it.

 The boy has no money, but scoots closer. 

 Tyrion smiles and continues to play with the understanding that he wont get paid, but wants to put on a show, he shuts the case with mage hand and continues to play.

Quote from Yondor_The_Fantastic >>

Quote from Baalzeboop >>

Sirius Fluff is outside, frying a large piece of meat with some red potatoes, using his little spirit minion as a heat source.

 *idk who this is and I already love him* 

A stray baby displacer beast sniffs the air while peering out from behind a tree. 

 *He's a ferretfolk chef. He looks like what would happen if you gave a high-class chef a ton of money then threw them out into the wilderness. His clothes are heavily stitched, he's armed with a giant, monogrammed chef's knife and frying pan, and he wears a big metal crate as a backpack. He has an actual backstory, but I'd rather reveal it through play than just maliciously dump it on you OOC.*

Seeing this, Sirius reaches into his pack and pulls out a small piece of raw meat (it's not actually small, just smaller than the head-sized steak he's frying up), perfectly preserved and, somehow, uncontaminated by any other ingredients.

He tosses it to the baby displacer beast, not taking his eyes off of the food in the pan for more than a split second at a time.

Quote from PRTR >>

Tyrion smiles and continues to play with the understanding that he wont get paid, but wants to put on a show, he shuts the case with mage hand and continues to play.

 He keeps watching, mouth open, not blinking until the end of the song. 

"How d'ya do that, mister?" He asks timidly. 

"I've been practicing my whole life." The tiefling says with a little smile

Quote from Baalzeboop >>

Quote from Yondor_The_Fantastic >>

Quote from Baalzeboop >>

Sirius Fluff is outside, frying a large piece of meat with some red potatoes, using his little spirit minion as a heat source.

 *idk who this is and I already love him* 

A stray baby displacer beast sniffs the air while peering out from behind a tree. 

 *He's a ferretfolk chef. He looks like what would happen if you gave a high-class chef a ton of money then threw them out into the wilderness. His clothes are heavily stitched, he's armed with a giant, monogrammed chef's knife and frying pan, and he wears a big metal crate as a backpack. He has an actual backstory, but I'd rather reveal it through play than just maliciously dump it on you OOC.*

Seeing this, Sirius reaches into his pack and pulls out a small piece of raw meat (it's not actually small, just smaller than the head-sized steak he's frying up), perfectly preserved and, somehow, uncontaminated by any other ingredients.

He tosses it to the baby displacer beast, not taking his eyes off of the food in the pan for more than a split second at a time.

 *That's really intriguing, but yes, keep secrets* 

It scrambles towards the meat, squeaking happily, and starts gnawing on it. Between bites it looks over at the chef with wondering eyes. 

Quote from PRTR >>

"I've been practicing my whole life." The tiefling says with a little smile

 "Your whole... wow, that's a long time. You are very good. My dad could play, but not as good as you." 

"My dad helped me out. He's a demon, but despite what you may think, he is pretty good. He took me in after my mom kicked me out 'cause I was a tiefling. Sorry to vent, what I'm trying to say is don't give up, persevere through hardship and if you need help, it's okay to find an ally."

'he encouraged me to play and seek out stardom."

(good evening)

(Good afternoon)