You are all in a large, neat tavern. the bartender has a fancy mustache, and wears a fancy suit; the orcs a few tables a way do not, except for three. all who ordered their food got their food already, at fair prices. but one dark cloaked figure has not ordered food yet...
Rules:
Keep it PG 13
Please be kind OOC
Don't just try to railroad it (don't try to make it go in a random direction)
make your first message 'Bottle' so I know you've read the rules
I am aloud to change the rules as I see fit, or as Racoon sees fit
A halfling sits quietly in the corner, looking at the empty bottlein front of her and wondering whether to order another. She looks somewhat dishevelled, several cuts and bruises on a face that looks like it needs sleep; and leather armour that looks well used.
She puts the bottle back on the table, and scans the tavern, looking for others who may have received a similar message to hers.
The wood elf looked about the tavern calmly. Green eyes quietly examining each person in the tavern. For a moment his eyes fell on the the halfling woman examining her bottle. Then he glanced at the cloaked figure curiously.
Ooc:*Was doing other things and fixing some dinner *
The elf couldn’t help give a slight laugh at that comparison too. “Honestly the whole situation. And yes, I got an odd note as well. Farven Drophaeant.”
Farven gave a nod. "I, don't really know though..." He murrmered, taking another look around to see if anyone else acted like they were looking for anyone.
"I see...." Edeline regards the figure for a couple of seconds.
"Let me guess; you are a mysterious benefactor; here to make us an offer that's too good to be true, but also too good to be ignored; whilst at the same time giving us no real details because the time isn't right, or we're not ready for the truth." She looks at Farven "you know when I mentioned a badly written story by a penniless bard......"
Edeline looks at the figure, "Goblins" she spits, "I hate goblins, can't trust the little bastards and they stink; would it hurt them to wash occasionally?"
The ranger’s face darkened. “I’ve heard of them as well…” Farven growled quietly. At that he gave a nod. “And from your message you want our help recovering it?”
You are all in a large, neat tavern. the bartender has a fancy mustache, and wears a fancy suit; the orcs a few tables a way do not, except for three. all who ordered their food got their food already, at fair prices. but one dark cloaked figure has not ordered food yet...
Rules:
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
A halfling sits quietly in the corner, looking at the empty bottle in front of her and wondering whether to order another. She looks somewhat dishevelled, several cuts and bruises on a face that looks like it needs sleep; and leather armour that looks well used.
She puts the bottle back on the table, and scans the tavern, looking for others who may have received a similar message to hers.
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue
The wood elf looked about the tavern calmly. Green eyes quietly examining each person in the tavern. For a moment his eyes fell on the the halfling woman examining her bottle. Then he glanced at the cloaked figure curiously.
The cloaked figure glares ominously at them, and then goes back to... something?
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Edeline scans the bar again, noticing the elf, Feeling slightly self-conscious she moves across.
"Greetings. This may sound slightly odd, but are you waiting for somebody in particular?"
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue
*I'm gonna bloop this for you*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The elf looked at her, givng a nod. "I am."
"Did you receive a mysterious invite?"
Edeline stops and laughs "Gods, that sounds like a cliché from a badly written story by a penniless bard."
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue
Ooc:*Was doing other things and fixing some dinner *
The elf couldn’t help give a slight laugh at that comparison too. “Honestly the whole situation. And yes, I got an odd note as well. Farven Drophaeant.”
"Edeline Greystriker, nice to meet you. Is it just the two of us?"
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue
Farven gave a nod. "I, don't really know though..." He murrmered, taking another look around to see if anyone else acted like they were looking for anyone.
"Is it just my imagination, or is the one in the cloak trying to watch us without looking like they're watching us?"
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue
The cloaked figure looks up
"I am..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"I see...." Edeline regards the figure for a couple of seconds.
"Let me guess; you are a mysterious benefactor; here to make us an offer that's too good to be true, but also too good to be ignored; whilst at the same time giving us no real details because the time isn't right, or we're not ready for the truth." She looks at Farven "you know when I mentioned a badly written story by a penniless bard......"
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue
Farven gave a nod. “And when I agreed this whole situation…”
The cloaked figure gives a look of disappointment, that you can see even through the cloak
"Not to good to be true... have you heard of what goes on in the goblin camps?..."
They grab out a figure of a goblin and snap it in two
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Edeline looks at the figure, "Goblins" she spits, "I hate goblins, can't trust the little bastards and they stink; would it hurt them to wash occasionally?"
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue
"Exactly- and they stole a certain item from me that I need..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The ranger’s face darkened. “I’ve heard of them as well…” Farven growled quietly. At that he gave a nod. “And from your message you want our help recovering it?”
"So, we're going to get it back? Any details you'd care to enlighten us with?"
Nyli Bemblade - Gnome Arcane Trickster
Portia Thornleaf - Halfling Rogue