Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
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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.
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Ah. I'd better talk to him then. I should note, since I lack a soul, I don't think most blessings can affect me."
She nods "Even those without souls deserve a little luck in their lives." She bows and walks away.
He nods and enters the building. His dull eyes, set into an already dull face, scan the room.
Kalon is over by the bar, serving customers and cleaning glasses.
The newcomer walks over. "I'm looking for someone willing to find something. Not a person, but just as difficult to find. I will pay you and whoever takes the job very well."
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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.
"Ah. I'd better talk to him then. I should note, since I lack a soul, I don't think most blessings can affect me."
She nods "Even those without souls deserve a little luck in their lives." She bows and walks away.
He nods and enters the building. His dull eyes, set into an already dull face, scan the room.
Kalon is over by the bar, serving customers and cleaning glasses.
The newcomer walks over. "I'm looking for someone willing to find something. Not a person, but just as difficult to find. I will pay you and whoever takes the job very well."
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Ah. I'd better talk to him then. I should note, since I lack a soul, I don't think most blessings can affect me."
She nods "Even those without souls deserve a little luck in their lives." She bows and walks away.
He nods and enters the building. His dull eyes, set into an already dull face, scan the room.
Kalon is over by the bar, serving customers and cleaning glasses.
The newcomer walks over. "I'm looking for someone willing to find something. Not a person, but just as difficult to find. I will pay you and whoever takes the job very well."
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
"I've got it with me right now. Not on my person, of course, but in my vehicle. I'm sure it's attracted and killed at least two thieves by now"
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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.
"Ah. I'd better talk to him then. I should note, since I lack a soul, I don't think most blessings can affect me."
She nods "Even those without souls deserve a little luck in their lives." She bows and walks away.
He nods and enters the building. His dull eyes, set into an already dull face, scan the room.
Kalon is over by the bar, serving customers and cleaning glasses.
The newcomer walks over. "I'm looking for someone willing to find something. Not a person, but just as difficult to find. I will pay you and whoever takes the job very well."
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
"I've got it with me right now. Not on my person, of course, but in my vehicle. I'm sure it's attracted and killed at least two thieves by now"
"Yeah. That will do it." He sighed and dug around in a box under the bar before pulling out a paper and a pen. "Need to ask a few questions first if you don't mind."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
"I've got it with me right now. Not on my person, of course, but in my vehicle. I'm sure it's attracted and killed at least two thieves by now"
"Yeah. That will do it." He sighed and dug around in a box under the bar before pulling out a paper and a pen. "Need to ask a few questions first if you don't mind."
"Fine. The job isn't time-sensitive, so ask as many questions as you like."
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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.
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
"I've got it with me right now. Not on my person, of course, but in my vehicle. I'm sure it's attracted and killed at least two thieves by now"
"Yeah. That will do it." He sighed and dug around in a box under the bar before pulling out a paper and a pen. "Need to ask a few questions first if you don't mind."
"Fine. The job isn't time-sensitive, so ask as many questions as you like."
"Good." Kalon said and began to list off questions. "What is your name? What is your age? Do you have a lawyer and insurance in case of an issue while the job is done? Are you willing to hold liability for any persons hurt or damaged on the job?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
"I've got it with me right now. Not on my person, of course, but in my vehicle. I'm sure it's attracted and killed at least two thieves by now"
"Yeah. That will do it." He sighed and dug around in a box under the bar before pulling out a paper and a pen. "Need to ask a few questions first if you don't mind."
"Fine. The job isn't time-sensitive, so ask as many questions as you like."
"Good." Kalon said and began to list off questions. "What is your name? What is your age? Do you have a lawyer and insurance in case of an issue while the job is done? Are you willing to hold liability for any persons hurt or damaged on the job?"
"Oswald Grouper. 31. Yes and yes."
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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.
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
"I've got it with me right now. Not on my person, of course, but in my vehicle. I'm sure it's attracted and killed at least two thieves by now"
"Yeah. That will do it." He sighed and dug around in a box under the bar before pulling out a paper and a pen. "Need to ask a few questions first if you don't mind."
"Fine. The job isn't time-sensitive, so ask as many questions as you like."
"Good." Kalon said and began to list off questions. "What is your name? What is your age? Do you have a lawyer and insurance in case of an issue while the job is done? Are you willing to hold liability for any persons hurt or damaged on the job?"
"Oswald Grouper. 31. Yes and yes."
Kalon scribbles it down "Just asking because some of the people in this room belong to centuries old syndicates that tend to not take kindly to a patron who won't take care of the people he hires." He chuckles bitterly "How much, Minimum to Maximum, are you willing to put up for the job?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Fine. The job isn't time-sensitive, so ask as many questions as you like."
"Good." Kalon said and began to list off questions. "What is your name? What is your age? Do you have a lawyer and insurance in case of an issue while the job is done? Are you willing to hold liability for any persons hurt or damaged on the job?"
"Oswald Grouper. 31. Yes and yes."
Kalon scribbles it down "Just asking because some of the people in this room belong to centuries old syndicates that tend to not take kindly to a patron who won't take care of the people he hires." He chuckles bitterly "How much, Minimum to Maximum, are you willing to put up for the job?"
"80,000-80,000. I don't negotiate prices."
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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.
"Fine. The job isn't time-sensitive, so ask as many questions as you like."
"Good." Kalon said and began to list off questions. "What is your name? What is your age? Do you have a lawyer and insurance in case of an issue while the job is done? Are you willing to hold liability for any persons hurt or damaged on the job?"
"Oswald Grouper. 31. Yes and yes."
Kalon scribbles it down "Just asking because some of the people in this room belong to centuries old syndicates that tend to not take kindly to a patron who won't take care of the people he hires." He chuckles bitterly "How much, Minimum to Maximum, are you willing to put up for the job?"
"80,000-80,000. I don't negotiate prices."
Kalon's face remains neutral as he stared at Oswald for a moment before tilting his head and writing it down. "I'll pin it on the board but the best I can offer is a guy who lives up in the abandoned hotel higher in the mountains. He's a good guy but... Weird I guess I would put it. Be careful what you say around him. Barbarian rage and such."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
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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.
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
He puts down the money. "You have a sandwich? I can't remember the last time I ate, I probably should."
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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.
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
He puts down the money. "You have a sandwich? I can't remember the last time I ate, I probably should."
"If you can't remember the last time you ate, then yeah, you need a sandwich." Kalon laughs and nods "Yeah, we have Sandwiches. What do you want on it?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
He puts down the money. "You have a sandwich? I can't remember the last time I ate, I probably should."
"If you can't remember the last time you ate, then yeah, you need a sandwich." Kalon laughs and nods "Yeah, we have Sandwiches. What do you want on it?"
"Ham, bacon, cream, salad... anything you have really."
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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.
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
He puts down the money. "You have a sandwich? I can't remember the last time I ate, I probably should."
"If you can't remember the last time you ate, then yeah, you need a sandwich." Kalon laughs and nods "Yeah, we have Sandwiches. What do you want on it?"
"Ham, bacon, cream, salad... anything you have really."
"Of course," Kalon said with a nod. He disappeared into the backroom for a moment before coming back with a paper-wrapped sandwich. "Ham, Bacon, Chicken, Turkey, Lettuce, Tomato, Onions, Red Wine Vinegar, Olives, Parmesan cheese, and Cilantro." He said proudly "One gold please and thank you."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
He puts down the money. "You have a sandwich? I can't remember the last time I ate, I probably should."
"If you can't remember the last time you ate, then yeah, you need a sandwich." Kalon laughs and nods "Yeah, we have Sandwiches. What do you want on it?"
"Ham, bacon, cream, salad... anything you have really."
"Of course," Kalon said with a nod. He disappeared into the backroom for a moment before coming back with a paper-wrapped sandwich. "Ham, Bacon, Chicken, Turkey, Lettuce, Tomato, Onions, Red Wine Vinegar, Olives, Parmesan cheese, and Cilantro." He said proudly "One gold please and thank you."
"...Wow, this is great, thank you." He hands over the money and takes a bite.
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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.
Kalon is opening up for the day, cleaning glasses from behind the bar.
Wannabe is standing outside with his hellhound, brushing it.
Jacob is watching the city from the abandoned Hotel.
The Will is performing blessings for the people in the city.
*Can we bring in characters from other taverns?*
*Yes! thats fine :]*
*Awesome!*
Zen has just wandered in, wondering what this place is about.
Kalon looks over and waves "Hello there," He says, chuckling "How are ya? What can I get you?"
"Do you have anything that is actually strong, alcoholically."
Kalon nods and brings forth a large flask made from brown glass. "Here ya are. Cosmic Horror bowel juices. Sure to get ya fried." He chuckled.
He takes sip.
Its so strong that it's almost like a punch to the face.
He blinks multiple times. "Its horrific." he says monotonly.
He chuckles "Everyone says that." He said.
"How is it made?"
"Some of my mates from the astral planes brought back a carcass. I offered to take it off their hands. They told me what I could do with it. I made the stomach lining into liquid and fermented it." He said.
"Interesting. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing at all. I'm more surprised you didn't die from it." He teases.
"I think I lost a few taste buds."
He chuckles "want something more to this realm?"
"Yes please, if you wouldn't mind."
He nods and walks behind the bar, crouching down. He brings forth a keg made from very old oak and carved with dwarven symbols. "Dwarves are known for their stonecraft but their beer is worth just as much." He pours a bit into a beerstein.
"What might this one be called then?"
"You don't want to know the name" Kalon winced and chuckled.
Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
He puts down the money. "You have a sandwich? I can't remember the last time I ate, I probably should."
"If you can't remember the last time you ate, then yeah, you need a sandwich." Kalon laughs and nods "Yeah, we have Sandwiches. What do you want on it?"
"Ham, bacon, cream, salad... anything you have really."
"Of course," Kalon said with a nod. He disappeared into the backroom for a moment before coming back with a paper-wrapped sandwich. "Ham, Bacon, Chicken, Turkey, Lettuce, Tomato, Onions, Red Wine Vinegar, Olives, Parmesan cheese, and Cilantro." He said proudly "One gold please and thank you."
"...Wow, this is great, thank you." He hands over the money and takes a bite.
"You are most welcome." he says and nods "Is there anything else I can help you with? Dessert? Another drink that isn't Alcohol?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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Zen nods, a little curious, and tries the drink.
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.
It's bitter, like a stout, but citrusy as well. A little bit like bitter lemons. Kalon smiles and tilts his head "All good?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The newcomer walks over. "I'm looking for someone willing to find something. Not a person, but just as difficult to find. I will pay you and whoever takes the job very well."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Kalon looks up "Are you good for the money? I know that sounds like an insensitive question but those who are only willing to pay after sometimes swindle others." He said "And you look like a powerful fella. Im not saying that you will, I'm just askin' as a precaution."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I've got it with me right now. Not on my person, of course, but in my vehicle. I'm sure it's attracted and killed at least two thieves by now"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yeah. That will do it." He sighed and dug around in a box under the bar before pulling out a paper and a pen. "Need to ask a few questions first if you don't mind."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Fine. The job isn't time-sensitive, so ask as many questions as you like."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Good." Kalon said and began to list off questions. "What is your name? What is your age? Do you have a lawyer and insurance in case of an issue while the job is done? Are you willing to hold liability for any persons hurt or damaged on the job?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oswald Grouper. 31. Yes and yes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Kalon scribbles it down "Just asking because some of the people in this room belong to centuries old syndicates that tend to not take kindly to a patron who won't take care of the people he hires." He chuckles bitterly "How much, Minimum to Maximum, are you willing to put up for the job?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"80,000-80,000. I don't negotiate prices."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Kalon's face remains neutral as he stared at Oswald for a moment before tilting his head and writing it down. "I'll pin it on the board but the best I can offer is a guy who lives up in the abandoned hotel higher in the mountains. He's a good guy but... Weird I guess I would put it. Be careful what you say around him. Barbarian rage and such."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Its... actually quite nice, thank you."
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.
"Most welcome." Kalon said with a smile "two silver mate. Is there anything else I can get ya?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He puts down the money. "You have a sandwich? I can't remember the last time I ate, I probably should."
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.
"If you can't remember the last time you ate, then yeah, you need a sandwich." Kalon laughs and nods "Yeah, we have Sandwiches. What do you want on it?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Ham, bacon, cream, salad... anything you have really."
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.
"Of course," Kalon said with a nod. He disappeared into the backroom for a moment before coming back with a paper-wrapped sandwich. "Ham, Bacon, Chicken, Turkey, Lettuce, Tomato, Onions, Red Wine Vinegar, Olives, Parmesan cheese, and Cilantro." He said proudly "One gold please and thank you."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"...Wow, this is great, thank you." He hands over the money and takes a bite.
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 are most welcome." he says and nods "Is there anything else I can help you with? Dessert? Another drink that isn't Alcohol?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]