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?"
"What kinds of desserts do you do here?"
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Clanking through the Town was a Large mechanical War-Forged. They were dressed in the Attire a Samurai might've wore. They casually waltz through the Village?/Town? As they make their way to the Tavern. Steam Slowly Puffs out of Neck, and Mechanical Whirring comes from their legs as they walk. Soon entering the Tavern they Tug their strange robe-like cape that covers their Body from the Neck Down. They Pull their Kasa down slightly *Kasa is that Weird Straw hat in Japan* As they make their way through the Tavern.
Clanking through the Town was a Large mechanical War-Forged. They were dressed in the Attire a Samurai might've wore. They casually waltz through the Village?/Town? As they make their way to the Tavern. Steam Slowly Puffs out of Neck, and Mechanical Whirring comes from their legs as they walk. Soon entering the Tavern they Tug their strange robe-like cape that covers their Body from the Neck Down. They Pull their Kasa down slightly *Kasa is that Weird Straw hat in Japan* As they make their way through the Tavern.
Zen looks over, intrigued. "This should be interesting."
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The Samurai War-Forged Places a Hand on the Bar Table/Thing. It looks toward the Tavern keeper with slight interest before Slowly Turning a Small Dial on it's chest. It's Deep Robotic voice slowly becomes louder.
``Hello, Barkeep. I only wish for something to Soothe a Small pain on my Leg.``
It gestures to it's Right leg where some parts of it seem to be sparking and causing small amounts of Black Smog to pour out.
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Clanking through the Town was a Large mechanical War-Forged. They were dressed in the Attire a Samurai might've wore. They casually waltz through the Village?/Town? As they make their way to the Tavern. Steam Slowly Puffs out of Neck, and Mechanical Whirring comes from their legs as they walk. Soon entering the Tavern they Tug their strange robe-like cape that covers their Body from the Neck Down. They Pull their Kasa down slightly *Kasa is that Weird Straw hat in Japan* As they make their way through the Tavern.
The Samurai War-Forged Places a Hand on the Bar Table/Thing. It looks toward the Tavern keeper with slight interest before Slowly Turning a Small Dial on it's chest. It's Deep Robotic voice slowly becomes louder.
``Hello, Barkeep. I only wish for something to Soothe a Small pain on my Leg.``
It gestures to it's Right leg where some parts of it seem to be sparking and causing small amounts of Black Smog to pour out.
Kalon chuckled and nodded "Hello fellow. Nice to see a similar face here." He said and nodded "I can get one of my people out here to fix that for you." He said and pressed a button on the side of his head.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Clanking through the Town was a Large mechanical War-Forged. They were dressed in the Attire a Samurai might've wore. They casually waltz through the Village?/Town? As they make their way to the Tavern. Steam Slowly Puffs out of Neck, and Mechanical Whirring comes from their legs as they walk. Soon entering the Tavern they Tug their strange robe-like cape that covers their Body from the Neck Down. They Pull their Kasa down slightly *Kasa is that Weird Straw hat in Japan* As they make their way through the Tavern.
The Samurai War-Forged Places a Hand on the Bar Table/Thing. It looks toward the Tavern keeper with slight interest before Slowly Turning a Small Dial on it's chest. It's Deep Robotic voice slowly becomes louder.
``Hello, Barkeep. I only wish for something to Soothe a Small pain on my Leg.``
It gestures to it's Right leg where some parts of it seem to be sparking and causing small amounts of Black Smog to pour out.
Kalon chuckled and nodded "Hello fellow. Nice to see a similar face here." He said and nodded "I can get one of my people out here to fix that for you." He said and pressed a button on the side of his head.
``Understood``
The War-Forged slowly made it's way to a table as it sat down, It gave a deep robotic sigh as it placed it's large Katana on the table in front of it. The War-Forged leaned back and slowly began to "Close" Their Eye on their Forehead.
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Clanking through the Town was a Large mechanical War-Forged. They were dressed in the Attire a Samurai might've wore. They casually waltz through the Village?/Town? As they make their way to the Tavern. Steam Slowly Puffs out of Neck, and Mechanical Whirring comes from their legs as they walk. Soon entering the Tavern they Tug their strange robe-like cape that covers their Body from the Neck Down. They Pull their Kasa down slightly *Kasa is that Weird Straw hat in Japan* As they make their way through the Tavern.
The Samurai War-Forged Places a Hand on the Bar Table/Thing. It looks toward the Tavern keeper with slight interest before Slowly Turning a Small Dial on it's chest. It's Deep Robotic voice slowly becomes louder.
``Hello, Barkeep. I only wish for something to Soothe a Small pain on my Leg.``
It gestures to it's Right leg where some parts of it seem to be sparking and causing small amounts of Black Smog to pour out.
Kalon chuckled and nodded "Hello fellow. Nice to see a similar face here." He said and nodded "I can get one of my people out here to fix that for you." He said and pressed a button on the side of his head.
``Understood``
The War-Forged slowly made it's way to a table as it sat down, It gave a deep robotic sigh as it placed it's large Katana on the table in front of it. The War-Forged leaned back and slowly began to "Close" Their Eye on their Forehead.
A halfling with prosthetic legs walks out with a tool box. "Hello!" He chirps with a big grin "My name is Henry Pollenbutton"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oswald is making his way over to the abandoned hotel.
It is rather quiet. The abandoned hotel is made of dark brown, almost black, wood. Glass is broken in the windows and the main door is ripped off its hinges.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oswald is making his way over to the abandoned hotel.
It is rather quiet. The abandoned hotel is made of dark brown, almost black, wood. Glass is broken in the windows and the main door is ripped off its hinges.
Oswald pulls out a crude megaphone. "You in there. I have a job for you. I assume you've set up numerous traps inside, so I would prefer to do the negotiations from out here."
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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.
Oswald is making his way over to the abandoned hotel.
It is rather quiet. The abandoned hotel is made of dark brown, almost black, wood. Glass is broken in the windows and the main door is ripped off its hinges.
Oswald pulls out a crude megaphone. "You in there. I have a job for you. I assume you've set up numerous traps inside, so I would prefer to do the negotiations from out here."
From inside, there is a metal clunk. Like a bear trap, or multiple, closing at once. A deep voice echoes through the snow. "Be careful when you come in..."
Oswald is making his way over to the abandoned hotel.
It is rather quiet. The abandoned hotel is made of dark brown, almost black, wood. Glass is broken in the windows and the main door is ripped off its hinges.
Oswald pulls out a crude megaphone. "You in there. I have a job for you. I assume you've set up numerous traps inside, so I would prefer to do the negotiations from out here."
From inside, there is a metal clunk. Like a bear trap, or multiple, closing at once. A deep voice echoes through the snow. "Be careful when you come in..."
*If Oswald goes in, Make an investigation check.*
He puts his megaphone back up. "Well, better than nothing." Oswald steps in slowly and carefully. Investigation: 14
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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.
Oswald is making his way over to the abandoned hotel.
It is rather quiet. The abandoned hotel is made of dark brown, almost black, wood. Glass is broken in the windows and the main door is ripped off its hinges.
Oswald pulls out a crude megaphone. "You in there. I have a job for you. I assume you've set up numerous traps inside, so I would prefer to do the negotiations from out here."
From inside, there is a metal clunk. Like a bear trap, or multiple, closing at once. A deep voice echoes through the snow. "Be careful when you come in..."
*If Oswald goes in, Make an investigation check.*
He puts his megaphone back up. "Well, better than nothing." Oswald steps in slowly and carefully. Investigation: 26
As he slowly walks up the deck to the main door, he can see that there are deep cuts in the wood. From an axe or something sharp. As he looks inside, there were multiple bear traps lying on the floor made from vicious rusted metal, all of them closed now. It seems cold and empty on the inside. "What do you want." The voice says again, almost annoyed.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
As he slowly walks up the deck to the main door, he can see that there are deep cuts in the wood. From an axe or something sharp. As he looks inside, there were multiple bear traps lying on the floor made from vicious rusted metal, all of them closed now. It seems cold and empty on the inside. "What do you want." The voice says again, almost annoyed.
"I have a one-time job for you. It shouldn't be an issue for someone of your talents. 40,000 gold if you'll hear me out, and again if you accept."
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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.
As he slowly walks up the deck to the main door, he can see that there are deep cuts in the wood. From an axe or something sharp. As he looks inside, there were multiple bear traps lying on the floor made from vicious rusted metal, all of them closed now. It seems cold and empty on the inside. "What do you want." The voice says again, almost annoyed.
"I have a one-time job for you. It shouldn't be an issue for someone of your talents. 40,000 gold if you'll hear me out, and again if you accept."
"Mn..." It seems the voice thinks about it for a moment before a large man, about 6'0 or so, steps out from the darkness of the building. He is board-shouldered and wears a pair of brown dirty overalls as well as an apron made of black leather. He wears a mask made from bone with two dead eye sockets staring at Oswald. "Sit down. I'll listen." He points to a very disgusting and dirty couch.
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"What kinds of desserts do you do here?"
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.
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Clanking through the Town was a Large mechanical War-Forged. They were dressed in the Attire a Samurai might've wore. They casually waltz through the Village?/Town? As they make their way to the Tavern. Steam Slowly Puffs out of Neck, and Mechanical Whirring comes from their legs as they walk. Soon entering the Tavern they Tug their strange robe-like cape that covers their Body from the Neck Down. They Pull their Kasa down slightly *Kasa is that Weird Straw hat in Japan* As they make their way through the Tavern.
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Zen looks over, intrigued. "This should be interesting."
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 Samurai War-Forged Places a Hand on the Bar Table/Thing. It looks toward the Tavern keeper with slight interest before Slowly Turning a Small Dial on it's chest. It's Deep Robotic voice slowly becomes louder.
``Hello, Barkeep. I only wish for something to Soothe a Small pain on my Leg.``
It gestures to it's Right leg where some parts of it seem to be sparking and causing small amounts of Black Smog to pour out.
Lore, Lore, and More! That's what I'm about!
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"We got cakes, pies, and much other stuff. Anything you want that your craving?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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Kalon chuckled and nodded "Hello fellow. Nice to see a similar face here." He said and nodded "I can get one of my people out here to fix that for you." He said and pressed a button on the side of his head.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"...Some sort of sweet pie sounds insanely good right now."
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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.
``Understood``
The War-Forged slowly made it's way to a table as it sat down, It gave a deep robotic sigh as it placed it's large Katana on the table in front of it. The War-Forged leaned back and slowly began to "Close" Their Eye on their Forehead.
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"We got Cherry, Blueberry, Cranberry, and Ligonberry. We also have Lemon Cream and Chocolate." He said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A halfling with prosthetic legs walks out with a tool box. "Hello!" He chirps with a big grin "My name is Henry Pollenbutton"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Lemon cream would be perfect, 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.
He nods and disappears for another moment before returning with a delicious-looking Lemon Cream pie.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Oswald is making his way over to the abandoned hotel.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It is rather quiet. The abandoned hotel is made of dark brown, almost black, wood. Glass is broken in the windows and the main door is ripped off its hinges.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Oswald pulls out a crude megaphone. "You in there. I have a job for you. I assume you've set up numerous traps inside, so I would prefer to do the negotiations from out here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
From inside, there is a metal clunk. Like a bear trap, or multiple, closing at once. A deep voice echoes through the snow. "Be careful when you come in..."
*If Oswald goes in, Make an investigation check.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He puts his megaphone back up. "Well, better than nothing." Oswald steps in slowly and carefully.
Investigation: 14
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Music if you want (For the atmosphere I'm going for.): https://youtu.be/S4O8Qlmw7ho?si=nl6wUBtRk8e6_SLK*
As he slowly walks up the deck to the main door, he can see that there are deep cuts in the wood. From an axe or something sharp. As he looks inside, there were multiple bear traps lying on the floor made from vicious rusted metal, all of them closed now. It seems cold and empty on the inside. "What do you want." The voice says again, almost annoyed.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I have a one-time job for you. It shouldn't be an issue for someone of your talents. 40,000 gold if you'll hear me out, and again if you accept."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Mn..." It seems the voice thinks about it for a moment before a large man, about 6'0 or so, steps out from the darkness of the building. He is board-shouldered and wears a pair of brown dirty overalls as well as an apron made of black leather. He wears a mask made from bone with two dead eye sockets staring at Oswald. "Sit down. I'll listen." He points to a very disgusting and dirty couch.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]