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The Tipsy Troodon was on the far edge of the town, down the muddy road past vine covered buildings and a variety of trees interspersed between the buildings. It was difficult to catch sight through the storm but some lightning flashes showcased a sprawling market, mostly stalls shuttered against the storm, as they hurried past and individual homes across from it. As the few who braved the storm pushed on, they’d notice a small ball of electricity floating around them that continued to expand. A status icon called “Static Charge” appeared and a player near Cecilia was suddenly struck by lightning after the orb grew to the size of his head. A few seconds later, a few more players were struck, most of their health disappearing as the wind snatched their strangled cries from their throats. 

A quick duck into a door frame almost immediately dispelled the effect but drastically slowed their movement. Eventually, they made it to their destination: The Tipsy Troodon a flapping wooden sign declared. The few stairs up to the building’s porch could be heard over the storm as they protested under the weight of any adventurer. A few rocking chairs laid on their side, obviously forgotten before the storm. 

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The inside was rather small, only five or six round tables scattered around, and the bar stools had seen better days. The bar itself had long gashes cut into it and chunks and bits missing around the sides. A few pictures hung askew around the otherwise plant filed walls, a variety of flowers decorating the creeping vines, and more than one pot collected the drips that leaked through patches in the ceiling. 

[color=C60DF2]“What are you foolish creatures doin’ outside when the Rathan is lurking here 'bouts?”[/color] An older woman snapped form behind the bar, glaring at travelers that let the rain in for even a moment. [color=C60DF2] “Even those bothrian know better! ‘Ey girl, we have company!”[/color] The woman, name tagged as Nerile, shouted back into a door behind the bar. A brief clanging could be heard and a young woman, tagged Anu,  came dashing out, a bright smile on her face as she zipped around and welcomed the adventurers in out of the storm while taking orders for drinks and food. She frequently pointed to the sign above the bar, where it listed options and prices. Nerile gave a fond huff as the younger woman scurried about before she turned her attention to River, casting a critical eye over him.

[color=C60DF2]“You look like a drowned Chitter.[/color] Nerile commented bluntly as she cleaned out a glass with a not so clean piece of cloth. [color=C60DF2] “Whatcha havin’?[/color]

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[*]Chitter and Java root stew: 4 cp
[*]Bread: 2 cp
[*]Sliced Boni Fruit: 3 cp
[*]Wekke Ale: 5 cp
[*]Water: 1cp
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[*]One Night: 3 cp
[*]One Week: 1sp, 8cp
	+Room includes single bed, unlocked chest, bedside table with candle.
	+May purchase bath water for room for 2 cp or warm bath water for 4cp
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