The 2 Story Tavern

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Kayla looks at them curiously. “Are you a myconid?” she asks.

 It looks at her and makes a happy cooing noise.

 Kayla smiles at it, clearly intrigued by its unusual appearance and manner of speech.

 *just look at my pfp for inspiration for this guy :) *

It lumbers over to her and sits on the ground near her. It looks at her cup, clearly fascinated.

 She offers it some orange spice tea with milk.

*Gtg for now. Bye! See you later.*

 *see ya!*

It looks very confused. "How to drink?"

 the plague doctor walks up to them holding her own cup 'like this' she then demonstrates how to drink

 The mushroom lifts the cup and drinks sorta correctly, some of the tea dripping down its chin. "Oh no..." it says sadly

 the doctor hands them a handkercheif "its ok to make mistakes, im sure we can get you some more if you want it"

 The mushroom cleans up the spilled tea and when they hear more tea might be available he claps happily. "yay!"

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He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 *Pretty sure it's been a lot more*

 *I think 4 is the correct number- I lost count-*

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Ya almost killed me!"

 She looks at him, laughing softly into her hand, "Oh, my apologies, you should stay out of the road next time"

 "mabey I should, or mabey you shouldn't be driving recklessly on market day"

 "Well you seem uninjured, so I'd say my coachman driving was quite fine" she smiles politely

 Miko grumbles and picks up their spilled produce 

 She nods curtly, before continueing to address the crowd and theren

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Ya almost killed me!"

 She looks at him, laughing softly into her hand, "Oh, my apologies, you should stay out of the road next time"

 "mabey I should, or mabey you shouldn't be driving recklessly on market day"

 "Well you seem uninjured, so I'd say my coachman driving was quite fine" she smiles politely

 Miko grumbles and picks up their spilled produce 

 She nods curtly, before continueing to address the crowd and theren

 Miko is going to watch the argument

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

 Theren steps closer and stares at her. "Should we test my skill? Me and you shield guardian." he says, voice getting dangerously quiet.

Miko prepares to intervene in necessary 

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

 Theren steps closer and stares at her. "Should we test my skill? Me and you shield guardian." he says, voice getting dangerously quiet.

 "Sorry, but I was told not to stir up a fuss on my first day. And we simply don't have a trash bag large enough for you at the moment" she says in a polite tone despite her insult

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

 Theren steps closer and stares at her. "Should we test my skill? Me and you shield guardian." he says, voice getting dangerously quiet.

 "Sorry, but I was told not to stir up a fuss on my first day. And we simply don't have a trash bag large enough for you at the moment" she says in a polite tone despite her insult

 "And i dont have a big enough grave dug for your ego." he fires back

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

 Theren steps closer and stares at her. "Should we test my skill? Me and you shield guardian." he says, voice getting dangerously quiet.

 "Sorry, but I was told not to stir up a fuss on my first day. And we simply don't have a trash bag large enough for you at the moment" she says in a polite tone despite her insult

 Make a wis save or start dancing 

Zeno is trying to put some horn holes in a beanie

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Zeno is trying to put some horn holes in a beanie

 *look at pfp for description*

A big mushroom guy lumbers over and watches, looking fascinated.

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*Since some people are here... lets for a little intro :3*

A large lavish looking carriage rolls into town, pulled by two black furred horses, and driven by a half elf in a fancy suit. As they pull into the main square, a few pedestrians having to move out of the way to avoid being hit, they stop, the horses whinging as they are coaxed to a halt

 *Mind if I interact with this? I'll be using a new character. He's a nightmare vampire and I love him.*

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

 Theren steps closer and stares at her. "Should we test my skill? Me and you shield guardian." he says, voice getting dangerously quiet.

 "Sorry, but I was told not to stir up a fuss on my first day. And we simply don't have a trash bag large enough for you at the moment" she says in a polite tone despite her insult

 "And i dont have a big enough grave dug for your ego." he fires back

 "Its far from ego my good ranger." She says, stepping closer, "Those born above will rise to great heights. And the worms crawl in the muck." She says, quiet enough that the crowd can't hear them, "Just try not to get snatched by a bird little worm"

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

 Theren steps closer and stares at her. "Should we test my skill? Me and you shield guardian." he says, voice getting dangerously quiet.

 "Sorry, but I was told not to stir up a fuss on my first day. And we simply don't have a trash bag large enough for you at the moment" she says in a polite tone despite her insult

 Make a wis save or start dancing 

 *spell?*

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*Response to both dragon and theren:*

He opens the door, a young seeming human women stepping out of the carriage. Her skin is pale, with long dark hair framing her face, emerald green eyes peering past a pair of round glasses. Her outfit is extravagant as one would expect of someone who comes into town on a horse drawn carriage, a long black dress that stops around ankle level, with long sleeves and a pair of white silk gloves on her hands. Around her neck is a silver amulet with a crystal in the center that shimmers in an odd way in the light. She does a small courtesy, before looking over at the coach driver, "Nobody was killed, correct? Father would be most displeased if clean up were needed"

 "Called it." he mumbles. "Another bloody royal." he mumbles to himself

 The noble girl looks towards the crowd, addressing them simply, "I shall be staying in your.... quaint little village on business for my father" she says, though the pause evidences that there were other words she would've used to describe the town, "I expect you all to accommodate such things"

 Theren sighs. "Look lady. We got a tavern here and that's about it. Lodging is provided at the tavern as long as your willing to pay coin for it." he says while standing up.

 "Ah, of course. A tavern" she says with an inflection, "Where are my manners though. My name is Abigail Nor'Mal of House Nor'Mal." She says

 "Theren Dotsk, ranger of the Dead Pines. Your a noble I take it?" he asks, crossing his arms

 "Yes, my father is lord of a large segment of land to the north" she says, her hands folded politely, "Of course I wouldn't expect the lowborns here to understand what that means."

 Therens eye twitches. "Lowborns? I'd be careful with that word if i were you. Your not near your father and his protection here." he grumbles

 "Ah, proving me correct." She says, snapping her fingers, "William, darling, I.lets introduce you to the locals" she says, smiling as a large Shield guardian steps out of the other side of the carriage, it's fists practically the size of the girl's torso, standing around 8ft tall as she speaks, "I believe he's more than enough to handle an overzealous peasant with a knife, wouldn't you say?" She looks at Theren

 Theren tilts his head. "Shield guardian. Easy enough to handle. Just need to destroy its amulet, then boom. Useless." Theren scoffs. "And I'm no peasant with a knife."

 "Of course. You're a "ranger" she says with a patronizing tone, "Though I will tell you it's easier said than done to destroy the amulet"

 Theren sighs. "Lady, a boring old guardian doesn't scare me. I've faced horrors beyond your comprehension. I've been killed and come back to life 4 times. I think a shield guardian is hardly a challenge."

 "That says more to your lack of skill." She says, tilting her head,

 Theren steps closer and stares at her. "Should we test my skill? Me and you shield guardian." he says, voice getting dangerously quiet.

 "Sorry, but I was told not to stir up a fuss on my first day. And we simply don't have a trash bag large enough for you at the moment" she says in a polite tone despite her insult

 Make a wis save or start dancing 

 *spell?*

 *Otto's irisistible dance*

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 "Its far from ego my good ranger." She says, stepping closer, "Those born above will rise to great heights. And the worms crawl in the muck." She says, quiet enough that the crowd can't hear them, "Just try not to get snatched by a bird little worm"

 There is a slight shink as a dagger is now at her gut. "I'd be careful in this town if I were you, not everyone appreciates your attitude."

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Zeno is trying to put some horn holes in a beanie

 *look at pfp for description*

A big mushroom guy lumbers over and watches, looking fascinated.

 Zeno slowly looks up as a sudden shadow is cast, "Oh. Um. Hello there?"

*Okay, imma give a desc of Zeno if you need it. He's a pure white tiefling with black spots resembling shattered porcelain on his skin. He has 4 horns, two rams, and two that resemble blades, along with dagger-like claws and shark teeth. Everything about him screams sword. Usually, his hair is in a ponytail.*

*welp gotta go, this has been fun tho*

*bye*