Professor_Wyvern

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Ah apologizes for not answering sooner and establishing this post as a placeholder for that.

Please fill out the forms in triplicate.

Okay, brief general house layout.

Backdoor leads into the Kitchen/Scullery(and a very small Saucery) Room, which is slightly separated from the main entrance room. The main entrance room is, well the large room from the front entrance.
To the right is the fireplace, and also a ladder which leads up to the Barber Shop Attic, which is near the edge of the furthest right area of the main chamber section.
The left has some small separated rooms, which vary in purpose. And the main bed chambers are also on the right side, along with a bathroom.

And the attic is Barber Shop, and the other side is John's stuff. (Which he needs to get etc. and such.)

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Well when the town screams bloody murder I'll come out and tend the injured.

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Gnolls, dirty, nasty violent brutes...

And they ain't pretty to look at either.

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

"Yes well." He tossed one of the two logs into the fireplace, "I couldn't just leave them out there in the cold like that." He left the other log right next to it. "I got some milk from Jack, a bit more than usual. I don't want it to spoil, I'll give you some. I'm going to check if there are any other poor stragglers outside."

Elric quickly opened the door and shut it. He glanced up at the roof and shouted up towards Gukb, which Elric had the sinking suspicion he was there, on the roof an in danger. "Get down and into the house! If you need to get in through the roof again, just try REALLY hard to not knock enough of it so the rain can pour down! Try climbing down, there's a door in the back! Help yourself to some bread if you're hungry!"

He returned inside, "I didn't hear any. Vicious storm." He said as he placed the last log onto the fireplace. He grabbed the fire striker and started swinging it against the stone. It took a few strikes, and flickering sparks before it successfully caught the wood, and it began to burn more, producing a nice warm fire.

"But yes, I'm going to help myself to some milk. Do any of you care for a drink?"

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

He shut the door as the both entered."Yes, yes I'd appreciate a nice fire as well." Elric quickly walked up towards the fireplace making sure that the flint and tinder was still there. "Well I've got a bit of firewood already chopped and ready."

Elric strolled to the back as he noticed Tirarian arrive with the supply crate. "Well good to see the storm didn't hinder the delivery." He said with a grin as he walked over towards the opposite direction as he picked up two logs of firewood. He glanced at Tirarian, "I was just about to start a fire, you are free to come along and warm up. Unless of course you prefer being drenched from head to toe."

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Elric glanced back at James, "Yes I do have a fire place." It was a relatively short walk, especially as he was going at a faster pace than usual, as he didn't want to be in this weather longer than usual. A crackle of lightning erupted as he, swore he noticed Gukb still on the roof. Elric glanced back at the roof incredulously, Can't be... Elric shook his head as he glanced back at James and Anya. "Well, I can say, this is better than a crate."

The house had a roof that had shingles which looked like they were in dear need of replacing, even in the night, during a few choice strikes of lightning one could see the wear on the roofing. The structure itself appeared rather durable, and there was no source of light coming directly from the windows of the building. Elric opened up his satchel, as he pulled out a key, and opened the door, as a sign smacked against the door. He glanced back at James and Anya, "Well come on in now, between me, and you two, the floors will already be drenched in water. Don't need the extra help from the storm." He said as entered the house. "I have a bit of chopped wood inside, not too much though for a rather long lasting fire."

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Elric gave a nod, "Well I can't just let you die in the streets." He smirked, "I'd lose a future customer." he chuckled out, before shaking his head. "Well, I'll make sure to get a fire going when we get there. The two of you will need it."

He promptly left the alley, and beckoned for James, with Anya, to follow him back to his lodgings.

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Elric shook his head, "No, I don't need to share the crate. I was heading back to my own warm bed at this late hour. I came over here, as I noticed the interesting position of the crate." He kept his place in front of the crate kneeling, "Couldn't find a single source of lodging eh?" Elric glanced down and shook his head, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Most unfortunate indeed."

Scratching against the back of his head with his right hand, as the wind continue blowing with a harsh cold. "Listen Adventurer, it's a cold and vicious stormy night out here, don't want you or your young one to die of the cold. I have enough space for lodging, well for the night anyway. It'd be much warmer than a crate..."

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Elric shivered, as he held his hands up against his shoulders, trying to warm himself up. That, didn't seem to work, so he just returned his arms to his sides as he continued heading back to the shop. His lips curled into a frown as he grumbled to himself, "Father's description of the cold was right..." He glanced around, before noticing something peculiar.

Not Benjamin Smith forging the ring for Corinne peculiar, nor was it Miss Rachel stealing flowers peculiar, it was more like Malcom sleeping in the gutters peculiar. He paused for a moment in his trek, as he glanced at the crate, and listening as the rain beat down upon it. Did I....

Elric approached the crate, which was left on its side, where he did in-fact confirm the peculiar sight. He saw a man, who appeared dressed in chainmail huddling with a young child, trying to warm the girl. Elric took a few steps closer to the crate as he knelt down and looked in it. "This crate won't keep you warm in weather like this, Traveling Adventurer."

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

And his (Grushtov the Hyena AKA Gnoll Version of a Puppy Dog) owner (Ringo? Jack Ronalds?). Ringo. It just feels... -right-, for the Gnoll to be named Ringo.

Hopefully the Red Lock the Gnoll and Hyena killed WASN'T Johnathan Abbey. He's a good man.