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“Roaring dogs?” Pylia pondered this got a while before snapping out of it. “Well, as much as I detest the church, we could try and head to the temple in the city to see if they know anything about the dragon. If Shor and his men know about dragon cult activities, I’m sure those bigwigs know more about the beast themselves.” As for Buddy he just shrugged. Seems that he was up for anything. As for Shortfang he chowed down on some tasty looking bean soup, along with stuffed pork buns. The food was still very hot however, and he burns his tongue eating them so quickly.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.
I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.
As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.
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“Mhmm. Shortfang go see, know if Shortfang no go, Kobold hide from humies.” As he said this there was a knock on the door. A female voice called out saying it was their lunch, to which Shortfang gleefully hopped out from the bench to go receive. Meanwhile Pylia rolled over on her bed and looked at you. “Roaring dogs? I... Can’t say that’s normal. Do you mean howl? Like wolves? Because howling is pretty normal for dogs.”
Closing the door Shortfang joined you outside of the water closet. "Shortfang remember not much. Kalmeet on black mountain, roar loud, breath fire. Shortfang see all kobold tribe with weapons ready for war. But Shortfang not see his tribe, his people, and Shortfang scared. When Shortfang wake up, he talk to elder, who say this good thing; Calamity Dragon return mean kobold become new rulers. But Shortfang talk to pa, say no good thing, Kalmeet kill everyone. No care for kobold. Talk more, but... In end, Shortfang leave. He no know what Calamity Dragon want, but not good." Shortfang said as he sat on the benches. "Shortfang leave to humie lands, try find other tribes. See if they have dragon dream. Hmm... Shortfang know kobold tribe here, in Gransys. Greenscale tribe called Sewer Dragons. Maybe they have dragon dream too. Go see, yeah?"
"I'm not hungry right now." Pylia replied. Shortfang however looked at the menu and took out two gold coins. "Shortfang want these things! The soupy thing and the meaty thing!" The order would be finished in about ten minutes, and they'll deliver it to your room. With that business done the group head to room five. The door was of solid oak, with a iron five nailed onto it's surface. The door had a padlock that opened with your key.
Once you opened the door you'd see a quite hovel area. On the farside of the room was two set of bunkbeds, fitted with box-like frames with hay-stuffed mattresses. The pillows were made of and stuffed with cotton, and the blankets were simply cotton sheets. There was a window between the two mattresses with wooden shutters, kept closed with a simple wooden bar. Between the beds and the entrance was a firepit off to the side underneath a chimney of sorts. There were a few logs stacked up nearby presumably to fuel a fire, and on the opposite side of the fire pit was a large table with two benches, one on each side. As you moved into the room on your immediate left was a built-in closet with another padlock which your key opened, and inside that was a sizable space to store weapons, outfits, and other items, as well as yet another padlocked compartment inside of that, which was already unlocked. Inside of this compartment were two sets of keys that unlocked the padlock to the safe. To the right of the entrance was the water closet, which consisted of a small room with a large barrel of water and a bucket. The bucket itself was covering a hole that presumably led to the sewers, given it's rather ghastly scent.
Pylia immediately headed to a bed, taking off her armor and other supplies to fall face first into the mattress. "Aaaaaaaah, I miss having a nice mattress! Of all the things I wish i could've saved from my home, I had this wonderful fur bedding that made it so easy for me to sleep..." Shortfang explored the water closet, opening the barrel and splashing it around. It was notable dark in there, as there were no windows. "We do poopy here?" Shortfang wondered curiously as he covered his nose. Buddy simply stood off to the side of the entrance, waiting to see what you'd want to do next.
Once you opened the door you'd see a quite hovel area. On the farside of the room was two set of bunkbeds, fitted with box-like frames with hay-stuffed mattresses. The pillows were made of and stuffed with cotton, and the blankets were simply cotton sheets. There was a window between the two mattresses with wooden shutters, kept closed with a simple wooden bar. Between the beds and the entrance was a firepit off to the side underneath a chimney of sorts. There were a few logs stacked up nearby presumably to fuel a fire, and on the opposite side of the fire pit was a large table with two benches, one on each side. As you moved into the room on your immediate left was a built-in closet with another padlock which your key opened, and inside that was a sizable space to store weapons, outfits, and other items, as well as yet another padlocked compartment inside of that, which was already unlocked. Inside of this compartment were two sets of keys that unlocked the padlock to the safe. To the right of the entrance was the water closet, which consisted of a small room with a large barrel of water and a bucket. The bucket itself was covering a hole that presumably led to the sewers, given it's rather ghastly scent.
Pylia immediately headed to a bed, taking off her armor and other supplies to fall face first into the mattress. "Aaaaaaaah, I miss having a nice mattress! Of all the things I wish i could've saved from my home, I had this wonderful fur bedding that made it so easy for me to sleep..." Shortfang explored the water closet, opening the barrel and splashing it around. It was notable dark in there, as there were no windows. "We do poopy here?" Shortfang wondered curiously as he covered his nose. Buddy simply stood off to the side of the entrance, waiting to see what you'd want to do next.
No probs, family comes first.
Shortfang happily took the coin and put it onto the counter, which the elven woman took without a fuss before handing him a key. “Your room is just down that hall, number five. Kitchen closes at midnight. Is there anything else we can get for you? Anything to eat or drink?” The woman handed you a rather thick menu with very well illustrated pictures of food. Unlike the one in Cassari, these meals looked quite complex and appetizing, but also expensive. The cheapest meal was a roasted beast sandwich for seven silver!
The elven woman looks over to you with a smile. “For two basic rooms it’ll be five silvers each, so one gold total. The basic rooms have two single beds, locks on the doors, a desk and a locked box for safe keeping. From the looks of it you’re adventurers yes? We do have a shared quarters also for one gold. There are two bunk bed, as well as a larger table area, a fire pit, and even a water closet. This room also comes with a secure door and locked chest and wardrobe.”
Shortfang tugged on your sleeve as he held out a coin. “Shortfang pay! Shortfang use money for first time “
Shortfang tugged on your sleeve as he held out a coin. “Shortfang pay! Shortfang use money for first time “
"Alright. Let's just hope it's not as loud as Shor says it is." Pylia says quietly. After gathering their belongings from the wagon the party would continue onward towards the Silver Stag. Almost immediately after you step into the market district, people called out to you to sell their wares. Fancy clothing, snacks, tools, and other knick-knacks. Some people were trying to sell you sand dials, others were selling folding razors, there was even one trying to sell you a chair. Pylia however made sure to push you onward and keep the merchants off of the group, in particular wrangling Shortfang whenever he was about to reach for his coin purse and impulse buy something shiny that caught his eye.
Finding the Silver Stag was easy enough thanks to it's large wooden sign; it had the silver colored buck on it. It was nearly noon, so there were only a few patrons, however the ones who were here were gruff looking strong types who were already drinking and eating. Unlike Rick's humble inn in Cassari, this place was much more boisterous and also had barmaids serving food and drink. There was a notice board near the entrance with various bounties and requests, much like the one back at Cassari's inn. Aside the bar maids and the patrons, there was a heavily scarred orcish man working in the kitchen very fervently with a strange looking elvish woman. Another, more conventionally pretty elven woman stood behind a bar cleaning mugs and serving drinks. Pylia looked towards you. "Perhaps we should talk to the barkeeper for a room?"
Finding the Silver Stag was easy enough thanks to it's large wooden sign; it had the silver colored buck on it. It was nearly noon, so there were only a few patrons, however the ones who were here were gruff looking strong types who were already drinking and eating. Unlike Rick's humble inn in Cassari, this place was much more boisterous and also had barmaids serving food and drink. There was a notice board near the entrance with various bounties and requests, much like the one back at Cassari's inn. Aside the bar maids and the patrons, there was a heavily scarred orcish man working in the kitchen very fervently with a strange looking elvish woman. Another, more conventionally pretty elven woman stood behind a bar cleaning mugs and serving drinks. Pylia looked towards you. "Perhaps we should talk to the barkeeper for a room?"
The group would return to helping Ferric unload his wagon, soon finishing up within the hour. All that was left to do was set up the shop properly, however Ferric insisted that he and Mica could do that just fine. “Now then, I’m sure you’ve gotten used to everyone thanking you for all you’ve done, but just let me do it one last time. Sylvia, Pylia, Shortfang, Buddy, thank you kindly for your assistance. I’ll likely not be traveling much more these days now that I got a shop, but feel free to come here and do business with me and my son!” Ferric took out a box and took out four sacks of coins. “Your pay, one hundred gold coins each. I’m glad to have met you all and I hope to see you all again soon!”
Pylia took her coin and pocketed it. “It’s no problem Ferric. I’m glad we all made it here safely. Keep yourself and your son out of trouble Alright?”
Shortfang giddily counted the coins, shaking with excitement as he felt them fall through his hands. “So much money! Shortfang never have money before!”
Buddy simply handed his coins to you. Whatever use he had for money he didn’t seem to have. He didn’t need to eat, nor needed armor, and generally just uses his Urgrosh.
Pylia took her coin and pocketed it. “It’s no problem Ferric. I’m glad we all made it here safely. Keep yourself and your son out of trouble Alright?”
Shortfang giddily counted the coins, shaking with excitement as he felt them fall through his hands. “So much money! Shortfang never have money before!”
Buddy simply handed his coins to you. Whatever use he had for money he didn’t seem to have. He didn’t need to eat, nor needed armor, and generally just uses his Urgrosh.
Shortfang nod. “Very big deal in tribe. Lots... Lots of fighting. Shortfang leave to find more about Calamity Dragon.” He said earnestly. Up till now no one had really explained the dragon business with him. As for Shor he looked to the others for a moment, discussing something in hushed tones before turning back to you.
“To be honest with you Sylvia, there’s a lot you can do for us. As you might imagine between investigating Elysion, keeping order before and during the festival, and the duke taking most of the fighting men out from the city, the garrison here is stretched thin. Even now I need my two night shift guards, Yorik and Aisha, on day duty just to make sure we have the regular amount of guards in the area. Other captains aren’t in any better position.” Rubbing the back of his head Shor looked to Ferric. “Of course, I think I’ve gabbed long enough, you still got a shop to tend to! I shouldn’t bombard you all with these troubles for now. But I do got work for you, if you’d be interested. You can generally find me either on patrol or at the barracks nearby. Look for this emblem,” Shor showed you his badge, which looked like a shield made of two draconic wings with a sword in the middle. “That’s our garrison symbol.”
With that said Shor and his guards left to continue their patrol. Pylia still seemed on edge while Buddy was as indifferent as ever. Shortfang seemed pretty excited. “Like pa say to Shortfang! Shortfang leave, find heroic destiny!”
“To be honest with you Sylvia, there’s a lot you can do for us. As you might imagine between investigating Elysion, keeping order before and during the festival, and the duke taking most of the fighting men out from the city, the garrison here is stretched thin. Even now I need my two night shift guards, Yorik and Aisha, on day duty just to make sure we have the regular amount of guards in the area. Other captains aren’t in any better position.” Rubbing the back of his head Shor looked to Ferric. “Of course, I think I’ve gabbed long enough, you still got a shop to tend to! I shouldn’t bombard you all with these troubles for now. But I do got work for you, if you’d be interested. You can generally find me either on patrol or at the barracks nearby. Look for this emblem,” Shor showed you his badge, which looked like a shield made of two draconic wings with a sword in the middle. “That’s our garrison symbol.”
With that said Shor and his guards left to continue their patrol. Pylia still seemed on edge while Buddy was as indifferent as ever. Shortfang seemed pretty excited. “Like pa say to Shortfang! Shortfang leave, find heroic destiny!”
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