Zoffnir cackles as he pulls something out from under the bar. "Spite Tonic," he reads before slamming it down where everyone can see it.
"Made by the Inquisitors, this stuff is designed to clear Affliction right outta yer head, but it has some other, more pleasant effects. You can feel the fizzin' in yer skull an' teeth, buzzin', screamin', wonderful memories bubbling up, even ones ya don't remember. Made with real Fever Pitch, shipped up from Purgatory, so it's the most refreshin' drink ya can get... 'legally'. Workin' with all those drugs really taught em' somethin', eh?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"...On second thought, that's not for my servant. But I'll still take a bottle if that's good?"
"Only got two. It'd cost ya' a pretty tooth. Plus, the Church might not like seein' one-a their members walkin' 'round with some Dredgian patent medicine."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Don't see the hype, to be honest. Give me spiced beer any day'
"Well, it is designed to be more medicine than booze, so it's not gonna appeal to everyone." He draws the beer from the machine behind him. "Speaking of which, here's your spiced beer."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A man in a simple suit and and dancing shoes walks in. He's got a devilish looking grin on his lips, a short little top hat, and a lot of hair. *Will do a better intro at some point, but I just wanna rp lmao*
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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.
He does a soft tut tut tut. "You shouldn't ask people what they are thinking like that, could come off as rude." He half whispers, leaning over and then glancing at other people around.
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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.
The man from yesterday is back, looking much healthier than his last appearance. He approaches the two people drinking their beer. “New arrivals? Oh, that’s very interesting.”
A man in a simple suit and and dancing shoes walks in. He's got a devilish looking grin on his lips, a short little top hat, and a lot of hair. *Will do a better intro at some point, but I just wanna rp lmao*
The bartender/innkeeper does a movement between skipping, lurching, and tiptoeing over to the newcomer. "How are you this fine morning, esteemed and respected individual?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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'It seems unfair for me to make you pay, if it is my choice'
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"Then it's settled; You'll pay for your drink, and I'll pay for mine." He huffs slightly.
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Zoffnir cackles as he pulls something out from under the bar. "Spite Tonic," he reads before slamming it down where everyone can see it.
"Made by the Inquisitors, this stuff is designed to clear Affliction right outta yer head, but it has some other, more pleasant effects. You can feel the fizzin' in yer skull an' teeth, buzzin', screamin', wonderful memories bubbling up, even ones ya don't remember. Made with real Fever Pitch, shipped up from Purgatory, so it's the most refreshin' drink ya can get... 'legally'. Workin' with all those drugs really taught em' somethin', eh?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Yeah, it really did'
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Zoffnir pours two shot glasses of Spite Tonic. "Tell me what ya' think."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"...On second thought, that's not for my servant. But I'll still take a bottle if that's good?"
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He downs it in one and feels sick. 'That stuff is strong'
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"Only got two. It'd cost ya' a pretty tooth. Plus, the Church might not like seein' one-a their members walkin' 'round with some Dredgian patent medicine."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Frickin' right. Tastes awful too. I can spice it, but it diminishes the effects."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Don't see the hype, to be honest. Give me spiced beer any day'
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"Well, it is designed to be more medicine than booze, so it's not gonna appeal to everyone." He draws the beer from the machine behind him. "Speaking of which, here's your spiced beer."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Thank you
He takes the beer and drinks it
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*Intro time!*
A man in a simple suit and and dancing shoes walks in. He's got a devilish looking grin on his lips, a short little top hat, and a lot of hair. *Will do a better intro at some point, but I just wanna rp lmao*
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.
"Ooo, what's this then."
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'It's a tavern, what you think?'
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He does a soft tut tut tut. "You shouldn't ask people what they are thinking like that, could come off as rude." He half whispers, leaning over and then glancing at other people around.
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.
'You looking for someone?'
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"Stop asking questions." He whispers again, still, concentrating on taking in everyone nearby.
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.
The man from yesterday is back, looking much healthier than his last appearance. He approaches the two people drinking their beer. “New arrivals? Oh, that’s very interesting.”
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The bartender/innkeeper does a movement between skipping, lurching, and tiptoeing over to the newcomer. "How are you this fine morning, esteemed and respected individual?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.