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I guess my comfort zone is "eccentric side character."

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It was snowing this morning but now it's just raining. Probably going to be icing by the time the sun goes down.
<Snipped quote by Gentlemanvaultboy> I'm wondering now if he has the capacity to learn, if not someone's going to have to tell him what the jobs are. xD
I bet he could learn, but no ones ever tried to teach him. But he's also strangely lucky, so he could probably pick a job at random and it would be something in his weight class.
Wait...can Drubbins read?
Noooooope.
Azzrix heard several people give a cheer when he said that he would buy free drinks for everyone and he smiled. This made his ego rise a bit and he felt like the center of the tavern right now. Once he got his large mug of mead Azzrix heard Kat mention him and like the messenger god he went over to her with another mug of mead to share. "Did I hear my name uttered? Hello, your name is Katelia isn't it? I would assume that you know who I am by how you just spoke my name, but do you really know who I am?" asked her as he held out the extra mug for her to take it. He then noticed the ogre and whistled a bit at the sight of such a being. "You're a big one, hello my large friend. My name is Azzrix Grimmor, I am a glorious noble by day and a mysterious phantom by night. I stand before you as friend and speak the truth that friendship with a member of the noble Grimmor family is worth more than ten mountains of gold. My deeds though in shadows are above all in skill outside of my family and you will not find one as talented as I in any land. If it is a boss you're looking for then I am the one" Azzrix said to the ogre with a grin.
Drubbins accepts the pint with as much grace as he can muster, holding the mugs handle between his forefinger and thumb. Da Boss pointed over to the thing in the back covered in papers and notices. He'd seen maps before, bosses sometimes had those, along with a whole bunch of plans and notes that made no sense to him. Usually someone smarter than him just pointed to a place on the map, then a bunch of boys would take him to that place where they'd find a thing, or take a thing, or find a man, or krump a man, or something along those lines. Just his luck that the nobby looking rat bloke decided just that moment to come over and introduce himself. Funny thing, though, saying he was the boss. Drubbins took the whole introduction in with a sort of detached calm, taking the opportunity to down his entire pint in a single gulp, before shifting his big red eyes back to Bernard. There was usually one or two blokes in every organization that was planning to krump the boss and take over the operation, but they didn't make habit of saying so right in front of the boss. That, and the fact that Da Boss wasn't making any indication that he wanted the rat bloke krumped, convinced him that this was another joke. "Ahhhhhhhahahahaha," he laughed, taking one massive hand and slapping Azzrix as lightly as he could on the back. "Ya got some funny boys 'round here Boss." He said to Bernard, setting the empty mug back on the bar before turning back to Azzrix. "'Ey funny boy, what's dat for?" He said, pointing to the notice board. "Dat da plan? S'my job on dere?"
Darn. So close too!
There's still the chance that I insulted him by insisting that he's not Boss material.
With any luck he should have an ogre coming by.
That probably would have worked if she'd been faster, and Drubbins hadn't already seen Bernard for what he is!
It was a strange feeling that the blue bloke had left Drubbins with. It wasn't very common that something as big as him experienced what it was like to be run down by a donkey cart, but this was a close approximation. Still, he'd told him who Da Boss was and Drubbins attention was drawn further by the pointed ringing of a bell. Good Gods, how had he not known? He should have sensed this bloke before he even came in the door, which he remembered and reached back to shut out of due respect. Da Boss typically liked the doors to his lair closed. It was then that he heard someone call for him. Not by name, but in general whenever someone called out "big guy" they were talking to him. He looked over to some dark bloke who looked like he'd been krumped but good, who pointed out the rat bloke as Da Boss. But Drubbins had been through this before. This was typical new guy hazing, and he wasn't going to fall for it "Nah." He called over to the one armed bloke. "Dat guy ain't Da Boss. He's all little an stuff, and all nobby. Not Boss at all." He said, pointing at the rat bloke. "It ain't even dat dog bloke what did da big magic just now." He called over. This was some more smart thinkin'. He was two for two today, and on a role. "Dats a trick." He said, thundering steps bringing him before the bar. He slides the bar stools aside so he can sit, eye level, with Bernard. You only has to look at him to know. The strong build, the air of stoic command, the way his subordinates obeyed with such speed and with so little prompting. "Da only Boss, da only bloke you can call Boss in da room," he said, raising one long arm to point a finger at Bernard. "Is dis bloke right here!" He smiled, having actually passed the test. "Dats right, ain't it Boss? I'm your boy from now on!"
@GentlemanvaultboyIs Drubbins new to the bar? I was going to assume so...
Oh assume away. He's probably never even been to this town. Maybe.
A few minutes pass before the door opens again. However, none of the fresh morning light seems to make its way inside. There's something blocking its passage completely. A single massive arm works its way inside, grabbing the top of the door frame as the being ducks its head to poke into the room. Its head seems small in comparison to its everything else as it twists its body to the side to slide through the door. It almost seems to explode into the room, the scarred pale skin of its bulk suddenly taking up the entire entryway as it draws itself to full height and casts its gaze about the room. This sudden appearance seems to shock those near the door into inaction as it takes three loud lumbering stride and opens its black toothed maw to speak. "A bloke told me," He calls out over the music in a deep, rumbly voice that seems to climb all the way up from his gut. "Dat dere was people what would deal with me here!" He'd heard that very clearly from that fancy bloke near the city gate. He'd turned to this other bloke as soon as Drubbins had walked past their carriage and said it. Blue Moon Tavern. He'd even gone back to ask that bloke, but couldn't get a proper answer on account of the bloke going very still when he'd come up to the window. But just a name was better than nothing, especially when he'd been wandering for what felt like a good long time with no one to tell him what to do. There were the problems of not knowing where the tavern was, and not knowing how he'd know when he saw it on account of him not being able to read, but fortune smiled on him as he made his way through the sleepy streets. He'd seen something come from around a corner and streak past him down a side street, something that was awfully blue, and figured whatever that was must be going to a place called the Blue Moon Tavern. He was really proud of putting that one together. That was an example of good thinkin'. He'd taken off after whatever it was as fast as he could, which was deceptively fast for a creature his size. It was a benefit of being so tall and not having to worry about anyone getting in your way. The thing he was chasing though was so fast he'd only caught sight of the tail end of it a few times. If its route hadn't taken it down a few long streets he would have lost it completely. But with luck he'd kept up and saw it streak into this building, which turned out to be full of blokes who looked like they were celebrating something. They were probably the boss of this places boys. Speaking of which... "Somebody point me to Da Boss!"
I'm still here as well.
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