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6/17/2025, 6:54:39 PM
Your response is borderline Pavlovian–to be fair he asked you nicer than your boss Lars or Liz ever did!
Which, to be honest, is pretty sad. You really oughta’ see a shrink after all this.
Anywho, the back of the bar is easier to navigate than you think–running your hands over the jungle of bottles, rags, and what you assume are ingredients, you manage to find two handfuls of clean-ish glasses and get to work polishing ‘em!
The moment you place a finished glass on the counter, Inngo snatches it up. It’s a bit jarring at first, but before long the two of you work your way into a rhythm that continues until the crowd by the bar thins out dramatically!
“Hmm…” Grumbles the barkeep as he hands off a fresh batch of beverages to the waitress, “Not bad.”
High praise indeed… putting the rag back on the counter, you divert your attention back to the Innkeeper. Anything else he needs doing?
The molegg’s burning eyes stare you down like a snake watching a mouse.
“Yea-”
“OY DRINK MAN! SLING US A DRI-”
The unruly customer’s request is cut short by a sharp stare that could cut diamond! Cracking his neck, Inngo lumbers over to the back of the bar and begins to rummage around.
Oh right, you mutter as you retrieve the METAL CHUNK he gave you ages ago, this uh… his supplier told you to give it back-
“How much we agree on again?”
The question nearly knocks you on your ass! That… that was like five threads ago! But you’re pretty sure he said you’d never pay for a room again… and he’d pay you?
Crap, you shoulda’ negotiated an actual REWARD!
A hefty, jingling velvet sack lands in your hands long before you can whine about it too much! Blinking in confusion, you take your time removing the bells and giving them a jingle… this… this is-
“2,000 BELLS.” Grunts the innkeeper! The words barely leave his lips when you feel a wicked presence manifest at your side… like a living, breathing shadow!
Oh, hi TT.
“D-d-d-did h-he s-s-say-”
The girl is borderline CATatonic as she stammers out the question!
“Aye,” Nods Inngo, “An’ there’s more.”
Tzah-Tzie topples to the floor long before you can roll to catch her! Errr, you sputter, c-come again?
>CONTD.
Which, to be honest, is pretty sad. You really oughta’ see a shrink after all this.
Anywho, the back of the bar is easier to navigate than you think–running your hands over the jungle of bottles, rags, and what you assume are ingredients, you manage to find two handfuls of clean-ish glasses and get to work polishing ‘em!
The moment you place a finished glass on the counter, Inngo snatches it up. It’s a bit jarring at first, but before long the two of you work your way into a rhythm that continues until the crowd by the bar thins out dramatically!
“Hmm…” Grumbles the barkeep as he hands off a fresh batch of beverages to the waitress, “Not bad.”
High praise indeed… putting the rag back on the counter, you divert your attention back to the Innkeeper. Anything else he needs doing?
The molegg’s burning eyes stare you down like a snake watching a mouse.
“Yea-”
“OY DRINK MAN! SLING US A DRI-”
The unruly customer’s request is cut short by a sharp stare that could cut diamond! Cracking his neck, Inngo lumbers over to the back of the bar and begins to rummage around.
Oh right, you mutter as you retrieve the METAL CHUNK he gave you ages ago, this uh… his supplier told you to give it back-
“How much we agree on again?”
The question nearly knocks you on your ass! That… that was like five threads ago! But you’re pretty sure he said you’d never pay for a room again… and he’d pay you?
Crap, you shoulda’ negotiated an actual REWARD!
A hefty, jingling velvet sack lands in your hands long before you can whine about it too much! Blinking in confusion, you take your time removing the bells and giving them a jingle… this… this is-
“2,000 BELLS.” Grunts the innkeeper! The words barely leave his lips when you feel a wicked presence manifest at your side… like a living, breathing shadow!
Oh, hi TT.
“D-d-d-did h-he s-s-say-”
The girl is borderline CATatonic as she stammers out the question!
“Aye,” Nods Inngo, “An’ there’s more.”
Tzah-Tzie topples to the floor long before you can roll to catch her! Errr, you sputter, c-come again?
>CONTD.
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