[Town] Dancing Fox Inn LXV: Don't drink that...

[Chas the mage]

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((Banner by Celtois))


Welcome to the Dancing Fox Inn! Come and try our one of a kind beverages and food, chat with friends, or grab a private room and relax. All are welcome to the Dancing Fox Inn.

We would like to ask, please, no smoking in the establishment. Thank you for understanding.. Be sure to enjoy your stay.

Map:
There is no map. The Inn has as much space as is needed, as many tables as is needed, as many rooms as needed (Upstairs), as many corners as needed, and so on.
There is, however, a description:

Description:

The inn is . . . indescribable. Size wise, anyway. It has as many tables as needed, and as many chairs as needed. So that needn't be said as well.
However, the floors have been . . . completely changed.
They were rough hewn logs. They are now laminated hardwood. All of the broken, dirty glasses and silverware have been removed, and replaced with better, more functional (And clean) ones. The kitchen is, by far, the best room in the inn. Sparklingly clean, the best equipment out there, and so on. The entire inn has been renovated. It is now made of better wood, and is much cleaner. It's not the prettiest building in the town, but it's functional. Which is what counts.
Also, any damage done to the inn will fix itself by the next day. So don't worry.
There is, downstairs, a bag. A small bag, but it . . . is bottomless. It is where the food comes from. Grade A food, and limitless supply. So there's no chance of running out of food. Same for the drinks. But, you know, a barrel, not a bag.

Disclaimer: The only thing changing about the inn is the size. So it will allow anyone in. And will supply as many corners as needed. Nothing else is changing. And it never does change. It just . . . you watch it, it . . seems to stay the same, but you know it changes, but . . . it doesn't, but . . .. (Think about it, and your head will explode)
Current Staff:
Nerick- Barkeep and Manager
???- Barboy
Gabriella - Barmaid
Julie - Waiter
Jessica - Cook
??? - Bard
(If the person with the job, such as the barboy, if that person does not come around for a month (Or so), they lose the job. Not to be mean, but to clear up the space, so that someone else who might want it can have it.)
NOW HIRING: A Waiter / Waitresses, and a janitor.
If you're none of these but think you can help ask about a job, ask Nerick, IC.
((Also if you have a Banner idea, please, PM it to... dunno, Quinsar or Celtois.))

NPCs:

Name: Naim ElLess.
Race: Human.
Gender: Genderless.
Description: Completely average hight, weight, and so on.
He's the waiter when Nerick isn't around.

THE MENU:
Be sure to keep an eye out for our DAILY SPECIALS!
Wines*:
Chimera Cabernet - A hearty red with hits of oak and black cherry.
Elven Wine – imported straight from Elven lands
Merfolk Merlot - Full-bodied with a hint of rose.

Bar Drinks*:
Swampwater - A delicious lemon-lime delight
Shocker Lizard’s Chider – Sends a shock through your body, bound to wake you up
Mai Tai - Dark and pineapple juice.
Sneak on the Beach - Vodka, Cranberry juice, pineapple juice and Peach Schapps.
Rust Monster - Scotch and Drambuie
Coffee - buzzzzz.
Ice Liqueur - Guaranteed to cool you down.
Dragon's Liver Buster - The strongest drink in the house. Don't say we didn't warn you...
Ichor Liquor - Made from a fermented mix of various kinds of blood, the perfect drink for vampires and similar creatures, like Kurvis.
Haley's Liquer - named for the redheaded rogue, a sweet creme liquer, excellent over ice.
Wizard Blizzard - The effect depends on the spell stored in it. Other than that, it's made with crushed ice and Bourbon.
Manticore Martini – a regular Martini but stirred with a spike from a Manticore tail, giving it an exotic taste.
Melon Juice – relaxes the mind - Now available without alcohol!
Green Tea - with a hint of sugar
Beholder's Earl Grey - It's a tea named after everyone's favorite abberation. Need I say more?
Root Beer – For those who have a weak stomach
Cold Milk – For the kids
Burning Brandy- To keep the Archbishop happy
Apple Cider - Non-alcoholic, fruity goodness!

Beers, Ales & Such*:
Thunder Ale - puts a boom in your tummy
Grim Brewery brand Ginger Ale - deathly good
Dwarven Brandy - comes from dwarven lands
Pirate's Drink (Rum) - Be drunk while saying "Yarrr!"
Guilders Ale - a tasty treat that doesn't mess with your mind
Rouges Rum - Warning: You may pickpocket while drunk
Fairy Ale - You'll think you can fly

Fizzy Drinks: (courtesy of Leigh and Mee. Thanks!)
Blueberry buzz - Spyte soda, with blueberries, and blueberry syrup in it.
Banana beer - Root beer, banana slices, whipped cream on the top, and a cherry on that.
Leigh special - A warm coffee (Bubbly, of course...with your choice of a hazelnut or chocolate flavor), with a swirl of peppermint, a stick of cocoa, and optional sprinkles and whipped cream.
Triple threat - Root beer and coffee swirled together, with a lemon wedge jammed on the rim.
K's special - Carbonated water, mixed with cream, pineapple flavoring, coconut sprinkled on top, then a few strawberries dropped into it. Very good.
Ice cream float - Your choice of flavors.
The cute drink - Just like K's special, but it has some fruit on the top. A lime slice as a smile, and two cherries as eyes. It's cute. It also comes with a little umbrella.
Spryte - the regular, boring drink.

Food:
Peanuts
Chips & Dip
Curry - Chicken, beef, pork, or seafood
Cured Ham Steak
BBQ Hydra Heads
Salads (Spring Greens, Caesar, and Italian Pasta)
Pork Chops
Mutton Chops
Golden Apple
Fish (Cod, Eel, Trout, Salmon) – Served with a lemon wedge
Fresh Bread
Fine Aged Cheddar
Fava Beans
Birdseed
Berries - all kinds, blue, black, straw
Roasted Quail - kinda like a small turkey
And anything else you may want. Just ask.

Dessert:
Muffins
Brownies
Slice of cake (Chocolate, cheese, whatever...)
Milkshake
Cookies
Pie (Pick a flavor)

*Can substitute the alcohol for a magical liquid that can make anybody drunk, no matter what the resistance, for a little extra.


We hope you enjoy your stay at the Dancing Fox Inn.
Dancing Fox Inn (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5113391&postcount=1400) and DFI '09 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5592826&postcount=1146)
The Ballad of the Inn (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4780487&postcount=714)
We Dream of a Town (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4561030&postcount=61)


Seals of Approval

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Helping the Town
I (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4833803&postcount=173)
II (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5295652&postcount=745) III (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5394073&postcount=617) IV (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5394840&postcount=645) V (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5693258&postcount=786) Woohoo!

[X2]

Richard enters, wearing a black cloak concealing his face.

((ooh! ooh! pick me! pick me!))

Xartyve2 turns around and finally spots the armed men as well as Richard.

Itching for a fight he turns to Deb.

Do you think these floors have the intergrity to withstand an Explosion Array?

[Beans]

Well, since "that Neil kid" is sitting right next to me, and we're not arguing, it might appear that he and I are on good terms.
((NOT ME!))
Repost.
Chas, you got the numbering wrong. correct now. Whee!

[Shades of Gray]

I don't know. Never tried. But it has survived quite a lot. I don't recommend starting fights, you've been here for maybe twenty minutes. Tops.

[Chas the mage]

Richard sits down in the corner. around him is a holy aura.

((BAM! THE DIRT IS GONE!))

[X2]

I don't know. Never tried. But it has survived quite a lot. I don't recommend starting fights, you've been here for maybe twenty minutes. Tops.

It was just a hypothetical.

The integrity of his point is weaked by the fact that he constantly looks behind him at the armed group.

[Recaiden]

I bet it does. It's withstood dragons, at the least.
Do you have the structural integrity to survive a fight? By the way, what's structural mean?
((short deadtime))

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

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*A hoof pushes the door open and a wooly head peeks in, making sure that the place is safe, then a llama trots in, waving to everyone and asking for a bowl of warm milk.*

[Chas the mage]

some of the PLA men eye the Llama strangely...

[Beans]

If the llama can smell undead people, he may notice that the pale, redheaded woman is, in fact, undead. But well-preserved, smelling more like ozone and vinegar than anything else.

[X2]

some of the PLA men eye the Llama strangely...

Xartyve2's patience finally caves and he calles out to the PLA men.

Can I help you gentlemen?

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*He's very used to it. If they don't engage him in conversation, he'll simply start lapping at his bowl of milk and keep an eye on them with a yawn. If they are constantly staring at him, then he may get a little mischievous. *


If the llama can smell undead people, he may notice that the pale, redheaded woman is, in fact, undead. But well-preserved, smelling more like ozone and vinegar than anything else.

(He won't pick up on that when I roll a 5 for him, but he'd be too polite to say anything...probably.)

[X2]

((damn, surprise deadtime. Expect me back on in three hours. Maybe more))

[Chas the mage]

No, we're just here for drinks.
Richard, the cloaked man walks over towards Xartyve.
If they are giving you trouble... I can... take care of them...
A richard has a very strong holy aura.

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*Looks up at the white-skinned lass, ponders something and shakes his head, as his finishes his milk, still keeping a friendly eye on the patrons of the Inn.*

[Beans]

Her (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6174835&postcount=154) skin isn't white; it's corpse-grey.
Link is to her character sheet.

[X2]

No, we're just here for drinks.
Richard, the cloaked man walks over towards Xartyve.
If they are giving you trouble... I can... take care of them...
A richard has a very strong holy aura.

((you can go ahead and ignore that last post))

I think I can take 'em

He turns back to the armed group.

I hate to pry, but what's with all the armaments?

[Chas the mage]

no, no, I've been waiting to take these guys out infront of everyone for a long time. they're a flaw from somthing that I created.

We're gonna liberate our empire! wanna join us

just say the word and I can put them all out of their misery in a gory fasion.

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

(Sorry, Beans, I'm out of practice. Character looks pretty cool.)


*He finishes his bowl of milk, gently grabs it in his teeth and sets it on the counter. He then taps a pouch tied to a string on his side which spits out a coin that lands on the counter with a magical flourish.*

*The llama gives a nervous glance to the soldiers and the questioner, wondering if he'll need the safety of the counter soon.*

[Chas the mage]

Theres 3 specific guys I have somthing personal with. Once they're dead, the rest are up for grabs.

[Shades of Gray]

Neil (Vocusta still living sort-of-boyfriend and stalker for ten years) looks at the llama.

He kneels down. You are aware that you are a llama, correct?

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*The beast of burden nods with a happy, somewhat goofy smile on his face.*

[X2]

no, no, I've been waiting to take these guys out infront of everyone for a long time. they're a flaw from somthing that I created.

We're gonna liberate our empire! wanna join us

just say the word and I can put them all out of their misery in a gory fasion.

To the group

You know, this is a social place. Maybe we don't want guns waving in our faces

To Richard

Sounds good to me

[Shades of Gray]

Ah, just making sure... Are you aware that llamas generally don't pay for drinks? Erm... Not that I'm calling llamas untrustworthy, I mean that they usually don't buy any in the the first place. Neil is trying really hard not to offend the llama. As bad things happen to those who offend llamas.

[Beans]

Vocusta looks over at the llama-talking scene with bemused interest.

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*The llama smiles, his tail wagging.* I never paid for drinks at Trog's but that's cuz I once saved Trog's life, but I haven't saved the life of the owner here, so I thought I should probably pay at least, until I can fight off some horrible monster like the Chupacabra. I appreciate your concern though. Hiya, I'm Atreyu, a cleric of Inari and reserve steed for the court of Camelot.

*The llama extends a hoof in the traditional humanoid gesture known as "shaking."*

[Chas the mage]

The empire isn't here, its-
richard takes his cloak off. He's wearing a suit (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuENOh6AKqA/SW6ENfiBTKI/AAAAAAAADu8/Tdzr6suZNf0/s400/le+chiffre.jpg), and has angel wings.
oh s**t its richard!
the PLA man says as he turns pale.
Richard approaches the group, and grabs their leader by the 'collar' of the armor

Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Chairman Dunstan? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for your father, and you curse the gendarmeries. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know -- that your father's death , while tragic, probably saved lives; and my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall -- you need me on that wall.
We use words like "honor," "code," "loyalty." We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punch line. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very surcuirity that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it.


Chairman Dunstan is thoroughly freaked.

Cover your ears, and close your eyes, kiddies!

Richard tears the Chairman's head off with his bare hands, and then bludgeons two other PLA ranking officers to death with the Chairman's head.

Light em' up!

((a cookie to whoever knows what I stole that speech from))

[X2]

Xartyve2 stands up beside Richard and says to Deb.

You should probably start doing estimates on the damage about to be caused.

Xartyve2 raises his hands above his head as they start to glow deep blue as well as his eyes.

As he throws them down he casts the spell

Explosion array!

A round sigil appears at the feet of part of the group. With explosive force it flies upwards sending debris into the now airbourne men who crash into the ceiling.

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

(oooh ooooh, I love that scene!!
Chairman Dunstan's is dead because he had no code. He had no honor and God was watching.)

[Shades of Gray]

Deb nods. More cash for me.

Ah, a pleasure to meet you Atreyu. Lord Neil-Bastian II. He says, shaking the hoof. So how are you talking? Clerical magic?

[Recaiden]

Riki glares at Richard. If I hadn't lost our Intercessor. . .
But she turns away and looks at the llama. Hello. Welcome to the DFI.

[Beans]

((Deadtime.))

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

Wizard's magic, but its mostly the same thing, unless you really enjoy your magic, then you probably know a difference. I started worshipping Inari after I came to Town and I was brought to Town because its easier than baby-sitting me. I get kinda mischievous whenever I'm pinned up. *he says with a snicker of someone who remembers an old time.*

The pleasure is mine, Lord Bastian. *then he yawns and looks embarrassed. His face turns red behind the wooly coating.*

*He waves to the new speaker* Thanks, and hiya.

[Chas the mage]

All the remaining PLA men are dead, except for one, who is critically wounded

Richard... go to hell!

and now the last PLA man is dead.


A random NPC pukes at the head pulling thing and runs out of the DFI.

[X2]

Yeehaw! Diplomacy is for suckers!

Say just who were those guys?

[Recaiden]

They were the other guys.
So, Llama, I'd be Riki. Have you gotten a name?

[Chas the mage]

those guys where one of the larger branches of the BPLA. Illeagal revolutionaries from my empire.

Richard owns the empire...

In my empire there is a heavily enstated feudal policy. theres only one ruler, me, and theres a bunch of other laws these people are too stupid to obey...

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

Hi Riki. I'm Atreyu. Its nice to *YAWN* meet'cha. I don't ...wannna be rude...but the milk was to ...help, you know, me sleep..and I think...*LONG YAWN* He says as he kinda starts to drift a little on his feet.

[X2]

those guys where one of the larger branches of the BPLA. Illeagal revolutionaries from my empire.

Richard owns the empire...

In my empire there is a heavily enstated feudal policy. theres only one ruler, me, and theres a bunch of other laws these people are too stupid to obey...

Remind me to introduce you to Chang, you two would get along.

[Chas the mage]

Whos chang?
Richard asks.
He then orders a gin & tonic from a passing waiter, casually, as if he didn't just main and slaughter several people.

oh, and he casts mending on all the stuff... that got brokedz... in the "fight"
and teleports the bodies off to la-la-land...

[Quinsar]

Areisha is at the bar.

[Beans]

((No longer deadtime... maybe...
If stuff worth staying up for is gonna happen, I'm still here.))

[Quinsar]

((Beans!
Intro 'em now?))

[Recaiden]

Richard, why do you even come here? I can't remember you doing much other than fighting.
Riki tries to steady the llama. That's alright. You might want to go upstairs to a room though.

[X2]

Xartyve2 stuffs the the coffeecake in his mouth in two whole bites and sits back down again.

Now where was I? Is that a llama?

[Beans]

((YES. INTRO TIME.))
Vocusta... is... sitting.

[Atreyu the Masked LLama]

*The llama thanks Rika and stumbles sluggishly upstairs to a room. Snoring may be heard during the quieter times in the downstairs area.*

(Goodnight everyone!!)

[Chas the mage]

these men, left to their own devices, would have attempted to recruit all the able bodied men in the town, and then after they did that they would try and take over the town.

[Quinsar]

Vwaaaooo! Waaaooo! Vwaaaooo!
A portal opens and spits a man out.
He looks like this;
http://public4.tektek.org/img/av/0907/d24/0028/f4dd568.png

[Beans]

A young woman (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6570014&postcount=186) is ejected from the portal as well, her small, neat hooves clicking on the floor.
It would appear, Master, that we have arrived.

[Chas the mage]

Richard doesen't like demons. at all.
He sits back down, receives his cocktail, and notices his suit has a bloodstain on it, and he then notices another... and another...

[Recaiden]

We've dealt with that before. They don't even look dangerous. I mean you were able to handle them, and you died a few days ago. I meant before they arrived though.
Rikka goes to sit down next to Vocusta.
((Oh boy! Another character by Quinsar! I'm sure we'll be seeing him for a long time.))
EDIT: Hello, newcomers!

[Quinsar]

Yes, it does appear we are here.
He says, getting up.
Could of had a better entrance, though.

[Beans]

True. Says the one who arrived perfectly on both fee---er, hooves.
She adjusts her glasses.
If I may ask again, Master, where exactly are we?
She nods to Riki.

[X2]

((deadtime))

[Chas the mage]

That beast manages to kill me because I was weakened from obliterating legions of troops on the northern front. then it was tracked down, shot with a mini gun, and then an ion cannon and a death ray, and after a decent amount of that it finally died. He takes a breath
And, I am of the Immortal breed, a diety, I have had 23 thousand years to train my strength to such immesurable levels that I can rip a mans head off with one hand, and then kill several others with the head...

[Quinsar]

My magics indicate we're in a town called the Town...
He says, waving to Rikka.

[Beans]

Aptly named, if nothing else.
She pulls a clipboard from, well, nowhere and begins writing... stuff.

[Quinsar]

I'm getting a drink!
Want one?

[Recaiden]

Richard, don't boast. Tearing off a head isn't that hard, although one handed is a bit harder. And yes, you had been fighting, but surely you can heal yourself. Plus, listing your power like that is just asking for someone to test it.
Riki waves back. That it is. So why did you guys come here?

[Chas the mage]

Chas bursts through the window, and draws his rapier as he lands gracfully upon the balls of his feet.
I have returned!
Chas is now... human again.

[Beans]

She looks up from her board of clipping at her master; she hesitates briefly before answering.
Erm--Yes, please.

She looks at Riki.
I myself am not currently aware of our business here.

[Quinsar]

We're here to increase the capacity of my Magick!
The town is on a nexus, and has very powerful magi here.

[Recaiden]

Alright. Sounds fun and productive enough.
She glances at Chas.
Where did you return from?

[Beans]

Ah---yes. Magick always has been important.
A thin, stinger-tipped tail swishes gently behind her.
She jots down a few more notes.

Increase Magick capacity.
Town=on nexus=powerful magi.

[Quinsar]

At the bar:
Get me and my minion a drink, mortal!
Geesh, fine. That'll be two silver.
Two silver?
You do not make me pay mortal! I could incinerate you with my Magick!
The bartender sighs.
Are you going to pay?
...
...
Take your blood money, mortal!
He shouts, slamming two silver on the bar and taking the drink back to his secretary. It's a martini.

[Beans]

One of a secondary pair of arms reaches out through a slit in her jacket to take the martini. It is smaller and only has two fingers and a thumb.
Thank you, Master.

Payment is expected in Town, it seems.
Should gently remind the Master about that soon. Note-taking happens.

[Mee]

If Richard is still here, he should be poked from behind by a little girl.
If not, then Riki should.

[Quinsar]

The sorceror nods and sips his drink.

[Recaiden]

Is he always that dramatic?
Then Riki gets poked(I think). Ah! And spins around to see who it is.
Oh. Ready to explain about the food?

((Well, Chas is offline))

[Mee]

Is he always that dramatic?
Then Riki gets poked(I think). Ah! And spins around to see who it is.

"Tho, were you going to feed me?"
Asks the hungry looking little girl.

[Recaiden]

Riki pulls out a block of cheese. Gouda. Not sure where she got that.
Here you go. Domesticating animals does have some benefits in foods, at least.

[Beans]

The Master has a certain---ahem---flair with which he operates. Some have referred to him as "eccentric." She sips her martini.

The little girl may notice what appears to be a secretary-like woman... with small hooves. And a stinger-tipped tail. And a secondary pair of arms.
She's an execuloth, whee!

[Mee]

Riki pulls out a block of cheese. Gouda. Not sure where she got that.
Here you go. Domesticating animals does have some benefits in foods, at least.

"Finally! Someone!
I owe you one."
She takes it, and eats it.

Now, this promise of hers doesn't seem like much. I mean, a powerless (And obviously poor) little girl saying that she owes someone else a favor?

Heh. :smalltongue:

[Quinsar]

Solomon says nothing.
Just sips his drink.

[Mee]

The little girl may notice what appears to be a secretary-like woman... with small hooves. And a stinger-tipped tail. And a secondary pair of arms.
She's an execuloth, whee!

"Never did like demons."
She mutters, quietly enough that it just comes out as mumbling.
She's not risking anyone overhearing.

[Beans]

Liache, the secretary daemon, regards the wee girl with a sort of businesslike curiosity.

[Mee]

Liache, the secretary daemon, regards the wee girl with a sort of businesslike curiosity.

"Yes?"
She asks, her mouth full of cheese, so it actually comes out as,
"Mmglph?"

[Recaiden]

What did you just say, little girl?
Riki suddenly looks a lot more threatening, especially for her small size.

[Beans]

Ahem---Do excuse me. My attention was somewhat drawn by your need for---she glances at le fromage---dairy products.
She then looks with polite surprise at Riki.

[Mee]

What did you just say, little girl?
Riki suddenly looks a lot more threatening, especially for her small size.

"Um . . . no reason?"
But, due to the cheese, comes out at:
"Lllllg . . . numph hnglson?"
She looks down, and shuffles uneasily.


Ahem---Do excuse me. My attention was somewhat drawn by your need for---she glances at le fromage---dairy products.
She then looks with polite surprise at Riki.

"It's fine."
But the cheese strikes again.
"Ugh flgl."

[Recaiden]

Even if people are evil, you shouldn't say things like that. Now finish that cheese before talking.
And she's calmer. Riki looks up at Liache. Yes?

[Beans]

She blinks twice.
Ah. I see. She's so businesslike and secretarial that you can almost feel your collar straightening itself out, your shirt re-tucking itself, so to speak.
She turns to Riki.
I'm sorry, I was just a bit taken aback.
She sips her martini.

[Quinsar]

The sorceror is at the bar again.
A refill, mortal!
One silver please.
What do you mean, "One Silver"?
Yes, drinks cost money.
Refills are free, mortal!
No they aren't. We're not subway.
Well that's because subway's better than you!
Look, I don't make the rules, I just serve the drinks. So, no money, no drink.
...
Fine.
He pays and goes back to sit down.

[Mee]

I see no way for the little girl to reply to Beans' post, so I'll just do this:


Even if people are evil, you shouldn't say things like that. Now finish that cheese before talking.
And she's calmer. Riki looks up at Liache. Yes?

"Mmmf?"
She asks, raising an eyebrow. As all that came out when she said that was a nonsensical mumbling.

[Recaiden]

Taken aback by what? She is genuinely confused.
Then Riki returns to talking to the girl, as calm as normal, defused by the little kid-ness of them.
Well, I'm pretty sure I heard you say something about demons. I have very good hearing, you know. And you are right there. Given how people tend to feel about anything demonic, it was a pretty easy guess.

[Mee]

Then Riki returns to talking to the girl, as calm as normal, defused by the little kid-ness of them.
Well, I'm pretty sure I heard you say something about demons. I have very good hearing, you know. And you are right there. Given how people tend to feel about anything demonic, it was a pretty easy guess.

"Hm-mm."
She Mmms, in a negative way, then swallows.
"Never I did.
Nope.

Thanks for the food, and I do still owe you one."
She turns, and starts to walk away.
She is stoppable, though.

((IM?))

[Beans]

She coughs dryly.
Er---never mind. In response to Riki's question.
More notes are taken.

[Quinsar]

The sorceror gets up and smiles at Riki.
What is your name?

[Recaiden]

Are you trying to make some point about your hooves and tail? Because that could be anything.
She reaches out to stop the girl. Come on, take a seat. You don't have to leave as soon as you finish with the cheese.
And I'm Riki Li'Anodel. And you, mage?

[Mee]

She reaches out to stop the girl. Come on, take a seat. You don't have to leave as soon as you finish with the cheese.

She's stopped easily, not being all that big.
"Okay."
She sits, and keeps eating.

[Quinsar]

Cool lighting affects.
Smoke forms at the sorceror's feet!
I am Solomon Neragule!
Lightning cracks!
Master of the dark arts!

[Beans]

Are you trying to make some point about your hooves and tail? Because that could be anything.
No.
The reason I was taken aback was your somewhat startling manner of asking the girl what she had just said through her mouthful of cheese. She shifts in mild uncomfortable-ness, but seems put somewhat at ease by her master's theatrics---it's what she's used to.

[Recaiden]

Sorry. I'm a bit touchy about demons. And vampires and elves. Riki smiles apologetically at Liache.
She ignores the lightning and talks to the girl. So how about you? What's your name, why did you come here?

[Mee]

She ignores the lightning and talks to the girl. So how about you? What's your name, why did you come here?

"I don't have a name, and I'm here because there is food here."
She says, eating the rest of the cheese.

[Beans]

Sorry. I'm a bit touchy about demons. And vampires and elves. Riki smiles apologetically at Liache.
Well, things do tend to get a bit stirred up around us daemons, even execuloths like myself. She adjusts her glasses.

[Quinsar]

And my Magick! causes some problems too.
But Magick! is worth it.
Yes.
Eeheehee!
Ha ha!

[Recaiden]

Oh. So you're a daemon. You people have caused so much trouble for us, but if you think about it, you might have ended up helping good more than evil. Anyways, it's not you personally. Care to introduce yourself?
The response surprises Riki.
No name? How sad. Would you like one? And I guess it might not be too tough to keep you around. She produces another piece of cheese from her bag.

[Mee]

The response surprises Riki.
No name? How sad. Would you like one? And I guess it might not be too tough to keep you around. She produces another piece of cheese from her bag.
"Sure.

More food!" :smallbiggrin:
She grins madly, and takes the cheese.

"Wait . . . you're keeping me around?" :smallconfused:

[Quinsar]

Wuld you like a drink Miss Riki?

[Beans]

She allows herself a tiny sigh and a swish of her tail.
Yes, Master, the Magick does tend to make up for that sort of thing.

Subjective note: Master's behavior is somewhat worrying at times.
She looks at Riki.
Liache is my name, and as you can likely tell, I am the minion and executive assistant of Master Solomon.
Then again, not much else can be expected of an execuloth. A hint of a smile flickers across her face.

[Recaiden]

Nice to meet you Liache, and yes I would like a drink, Solomon, thank you. But no plant products in it.
Riki thinks for a second. Sure. You're fun, and pretty nice, and this place is dangerous. Anaques? Vadnara? Rechel?

[Mee]

Riki thinks for a second. Sure. You're fun, and pretty nice, and this place is dangerous. Anaques? Vadnara? Rechel?

She smiles even wider.
". . . . Rechel sounds good.

Though it sounds kinda like retching.
So maybe Rachel instead.

But it is dangerous."

[Quinsar]

Excellent!
And now, instead of heading back to the bar, he summons a drink. made without plants.
Thank to the Magick! we can have the drink twice as fast! And not deal with Fu Man Chu at the bar!
Aha ha ha!

[Beans]

She finishes her martini and puts the glass on a table.
Another moderate inconvenience laid low by Magick. She says it with perfect seriousness, even seeming to check this instance off on her clipboard of doom.

[Recaiden]

Rachel it is. You have a specific last name you want, or the name of a parent or the place you were from? Riki smiles widely at her.

[Quinsar]

Here you are Riki!
He giggles in glee, offering Riki the drink.

[Mee]

Rachel it is. You have a specific last name you want, or the name of a parent or the place you were from? Riki smiles widely at her.

"Yay!

Um . . . no. Not really."
She shrugs.
"That's two I owe you.


Mom?"

[Beans]

A brief apologetic expression (apologizing, perhaps, for Solomon's excitable nature) finds itself on Liache's face, then swiftly goes elsewhere.

[Recaiden]

Thanks Solomon.
Riki takes the drink and cautiously sips at it.
It's no problem. You should drink some water or such though.
Who? Wait, me?

[Mee]

It's no problem. You should drink some water or such though.
Who? Wait, me?

"Yeah, I guess.

Yes, you.
You just offered to either adopt me, or at least keeping an eye on me."
She gets up, climbs onto the bar, and gets some water from Naim.

[Quinsar]

It tastes sweet.
Like ice tea.
He watches Riki drinking.

[Recaiden]

That's kind of creepy, but she doesn't notice.
I think Vadanra would be better at this, but okay. You get the clan name then. Rachel . . Ki'Anodel.

[Beans]

Adoption is present in Town.

Master may enjoy his prowess with Magick somewhat more than is necessary. Note-taking happens again.

[Quinsar]

I have done calculations!

[Beans]

... Shall I write them down? One slender eyebrow arches quizzically.

[Mee]

That's kind of creepy, but she doesn't notice.
I think Vadanra would be better at this, but okay. You get the clan name then. Rachel . . Ki'Anodel.
"The Vadanra you suggested, or someone else?

Okay. Cool."
She shrugs, sipping at her water.

[Recaiden]

I didn't suggest that. A close one, it's someone else.
So I should probably know more about family, right? How did you end up here?
EDIT: And deadtime.

[Mee]

I didn't suggest that. A close one, it's someone else.
So I should probably know more about family, right? How did you end up here?

"Oh, okay."
She shrugs, not really remembering the exact spelling anyway.
"I guess.
And I ended up here from the street. I was born . . . a while ago, I don't remember how long, and spent a while living off of the kindness of others."
She shrugs.

Then her player has to deadtime.

Goodnight. Be back in a few days. Seriously this time.

[Quinsar]

Solomon begins to list off random numbers, magical modifiers, and places.
And if done correctly!
We can nearly eliminate the effect of nuclear radiation!
But you see!
If we reverse the process!
We can use Magick! to double the power of nuclear raditation!
And make an army of super mutants to do our bidding!
Ha ha!
Ah ha ha ha!

[Beans]

She faithfully writes them down.
Er... are you sure that's wise, sir?

[Quinsar]

I'm sure it wouldn't hurt.
We'd get rid of a place no one cares abot!
Or!
Another dimension!
Yes!
Ah ha!
Ha ha!
She should know he makes doomsday schemes all the time but never truly follows through.

[Beans]

Very good, sir. She nods, writing it all down because... well... working for Solomon is better than being back at The Office, better than being hit on by every passing arcanoloth.
Which dimension would you prefer?

[Quinsar]

I don't know that!
We'll figure it out later . . .

[Beans]

I'll just leave that as a blank space, then.

[Quinsar]

Thank you Liache.
You're...
You're a good secretary.

[Beans]

She coughs and adjusts her glasses. Her tail swishes a bit.
Thank you, Master.
If I may say so... ahem---you're a good employer.

[Quinsar]

Thank you.
Would you like me to get us a room?

[Beans]

Yes please, Master. she nods.
I'll just double-check these calculations of yours. Which she does.

[Quinsar]

Two beds?
He asks with a chuckle, heading towards the bar.

[Beans]

I should think so. She says a bit dryly, the threat of a smile tugging at her mouth.

[Quinsar]

He smiles and begins to talk to the bartender.
Mortal!
What can i do for ya?
A room!
With two bed!
Of course sir.
Will you pay now, or when you leave.
...
Mhmm!
When I leeeave.:smallamused:
And he gets the key!
To our room!

[Beans]

She nods dutifully and will follow where he leads.

[Quinsar]

He leads tgo their room, and deadtimes.
Seeya!

[Beans]

G'night... er... morning.

[Chas the mage]

Richard undeadtimes.

[Quinsar]

Solomon walks downstairs.

[Beans]

Liache descends behind him, her hooves clicking on the stairs.

[Quinsar]

What are we to do today Liache?

[Beans]

I believe your plans were, ahem, to augment the capacity of your Magick, Master.
Though exactly how may be more your field of expertise than mine.

[Chas the mage]

Chas jumps in through a window.

[Quinsar]

Yes!
Of course.
Now how to do that...
We need to find a mage's guild, or a library, or somewhere powerful beings would be.

[Beans]

Indeed.
Notes are taken.
She notices Chas, and notates him as well.

[Shades of Gray]

Abigale, gasp, a powerful being is sitting at a table. Paperworking.

[Quinsar]

I suggest we eat.
Do you eat in this dimension?

[Beans]

From time to time... She blinks.
I believe we may find a readily-available being of power... She locates the source of power her senses were hinting at. Abigale. Right there. She indicates Mrs. Archdevil.

Abi may sense that a daemon of mid-high potency is in the vicinity.

[Shades of Gray]

She sighs, looking up from her paperwork at daemon-y people.

[Quinsar]

Solomon waves at her.
Hi!

[Beans]

Liache, the daemon Abi probably sensed, nods politely to Abi.
Good day.

[Shades of Gray]

Hello. Abigale says, putting the paperwork away by snapping her fingers. She smiles, putting her hands on her table/desk.

[Quinsar]

I'm Solomon, this is Liache, and you are?

[Shades of Gray]

Abichal'kha. But you can call me Abigale. She says, smiling.

[Quinsar]

Excellent to meet you Abigale.
Would you like a beverage?

[Chas the mage]

Chas sits down at the bar and orders some vodka...

[Shades of Gray]

I'm fine. She says, summoning a glass of blood.

[Beans]

Liache jots something down.

Potent devil (or similar being) appears to be generally amiable. Will stay cautious.
Drinks blood.

[Quinsar]

Yes.
Hmm.
Would you like me to summon us breakfast, Liache?

[Beans]

If you wish, Master. Her tail swishes slightly.

[Chas the mage]

...or you could order it like a normal person...
chas muttters to himself as he sips his vodka.

[Quinsar]

He nods, and summons one plate of eggs and bacon, and another of whateve he's learned Liache likes to eat.

[Beans]

Liache's plate is adorned with a large-ish cucumber sandwich; she cuts this into small pieces.

[Shades of Gray]

Abigale stays silent, drinking her blood. Mmmm... She doesn't eat anything though.

[Quinsar]

Solomon eats.
Then deadtimes.

[Steilos]

Stephen opens his eyes. He's sooty and burnt and lying facefirst on the ground. He gets up, staggers a bit, clumsily brushes stuff off his shirt, and glares in a very funny way at a certain chair, before half sitting, half falling back on a chair.

[Prince_Selm]

Nerick shows up while I finish designing my interesting character.

He's breaking up a fight between a tuba and a keyboard. (Don't ask how.)

[Beans]

Vocusta is here-tacular.

[Shades of Gray]

As a result, Neil is also here-tacular, of course.

[Prince_Selm]

Hey, you're conscious.
He says hoping that he's right.

[Beans]

Vocusta blinks once at this rather odd (but true) statement aimed at Neil.
Because the undead don't sleep.

[Shades of Gray]

Correct. So are you, and that man over there. He says, pointing to an NPC. This game isn't very fun. He says in dry monotone.

[Prince_Selm]

Nerick turns back toward Vocusta

Wow, real fun at parties, isn't he.

[Beans]

I've only been to a few parties with him.
One was fun. We both got drunk for the first time in our young lives and both decided to piss off our parents.
She shrugs.

[Prince_Selm]

Sounds like a blast...

Speaking of parties, I'm throwing one tomorrow. Everyone's welcome, the Fox is a public place, after all.

[Shades of Gray]

What's the occasion? Neil asks, scratching his goatee. Goatee, DEAR GOD HE'S A VILLAIN!

[Prince_Selm]

My birthday, of course! (The funny thing is, it's not a coincidence. :smalleek:)

(Oh, and I don't put much stock into goatee alignments. Nerick had one before I forgot to have it put into his avatar. Eventually I just removed it.)

[Beans]

Nice.
How old'll you be?

[Prince_Selm]

32! ...

...I think.

[Recaiden]

Riki is here, dragging her coffin and other possessions upstairs to a room, then coming back down to get the rest of them.

[Prince_Selm]

Would you like some help?

[Beans]

That makes me wonder...
Do I still technically have birthdays?
I mean, I'm not aging any more.
Or do I start over from when I died? Have deathdays?
So, am I 26 years old or... 3 years dead? She muses out loud.

[Recaiden]

3 years dead? How did you manage that?
Riki stops for a second.
Yes, thank you. This is a lot heavier than it looks. The coffin is only a few feet long.

[Prince_Selm]

Wait? I thought you only died recently. Was it really three years ago? I'd say three MONTHS would be an overstatement

Nerick grabs either the whole thing or half depending on what Riki is gesturing him to do.

[Beans]

Oh, yeah.
Clone-to-original memory merges suck.
My first... me got undead'd at age 23, 3 years ago.
My current me got undeaded AGAIN about a month ago.
Gah.

[Prince_Selm]

Ah. Gotcha.

I'm gonna go upstairs with this thing. If someone shows up and is looking for me, just stall them.

(Short deadtime for pizza.)

[Recaiden]

With Nerick taking 1/2 of it, she carries it the rest of the way up and sets it down.
Thanks. So when did you get back here Nerick?

[Beans]

So now I have two conundra before me. Not conundrums. CONUNDRA.
1. Do I go by "birthdays", "deathdays", or forget the aging system entirely?
2. Which death do I recognize, if going by "deathdays"? My first or my second?
Dang, being a corpse is confusing! She's beginning to zone out.

[Recaiden]

Riki walks back downstairs.
Celebrate deathdays, going by your second death.
She gets lost in thought for a second.
So what do I celebrate? My birthday, whenever it was? Or my death? Or when I came back to life?
((EDIT: Short deadtime for computer sharing.:smallyuk:))

[Beans]

Hmm... deathdays.
Fun word, at the very least.

[Chas the mage]

Chas... is... here.

[Prince_Selm]

Nerick is still upstairs.
Eh, I've been around. I just haven't had much to do recently.

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Meanwhile, downstairs:

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A kid(^) walks in.

Excuse me.
He quietly asks in general.
Is there a "Nerick" here?

[Beans]

Vocusta turns to look at the kid with her glowy, leaky eyes.
Yes there is.

[Chas the mage]

somewhere around here...

[Prince_Selm]

Hey, a lich.

After walking past the giant church on my way here, I figured that there wouldn't be any like you.

He says probably giving the opposite reaction to what she was expecting.

[Beans]

Sopholich, actually, but close enough.
Gah, churches. Damn things make my tattoos sizzle.

[Chas the mage]

Richard clears his throat loudly when vocusta says that.

[Prince_Selm]

Wow, you even know your sub-liches.

I didn't even think they made those anymore...
(FYI: I don't know anything about sopholiches, so I'll be BSing everything he says. If I say something that isn't true, or it is impossible for him to know what they are let me know and I'll fix it.)

Anyway, I'm here to provide some entertainment. I assume by the sign that this is in fact, the Dancing Fox?

[Green-Shirt Q]

Meh. I haven't been here in a while.

Haunto is in the inn. Scheming something. Looking very suspicious. You can almost hear villainous laughter from his facial expression.

He doesn't seem to be doing anything, though.

[Beans]

((Sopholiches are indeed a subset of liches; they are the mad scientist's answer to the spellcaster's lich.
They aren't that well-known, but not unheard of either. Mostly, it's because becoming one is insanely hard.))
Of course I know what I am. I am one.
And, not to brag or anything, but I am in fact the first Sopholich since the days of Victor Frankenstein himself. Oh, hell, I'm bragging.

And yeah, this is the Dancing Fox.
Entertainment, whoo.

[Green-Shirt Q]

((Whoop, nevermind. I gotta deadtime. I'll play later. ))

[Prince_Selm]

Ahh, Frankenstein... He's fun at parties.
(Alright, gotcha.)

Perfect. I'll set up my stuff.
He proceeds to wheel in two speakers and put them in a corner.

[Beans]

She watches with slight interest.

[Prince_Selm]

I guess you could call me a musician. It's what I'll be doing for a while.

I'm quite good. I get gigs all around the multiverse.

[Beans]

Ever played a gig where half the audience is made up of catgirls?

[Prince_Selm]

Yes, but don't ask me what their other halves were.

It still makes me want to vomit...

He finishes with the speakers.

So, I'd peg you for a fan of Death Metal, no pun intended of course.

[Beans]

Shock-rock's more my style. She shrugs. Some glam-rock, if it's dark enough.

[Steilos]

Stephen groans.
Putting his head in his palms, he mutters something unintelligble, before taking a drink from his tankard. He is no mood to be surprised by anything.

[Prince_Selm]

Hmmm. Don't usually play that...

Stephan is dismissed as a mere drunk.

[Beans]

Heh. These days, who really does anymore?

[Prince_Selm]

Well, it's not like I play Victorian or anything.

Although it was pretty nice at the time...

[Beans]

Eh. She shrugs.
These days, any music-listening I do is when all the vities---that is, living people---are asleep. So I spend a lot of time in the dark with my headphones in.
... Makes me sound like the kind of person who wears too much eyeliner and cuts herself when I put it that way.

[Prince_Selm]

Yeah, no offense to them, but I'm not fan of the hardcore emo's.

And don't even get me started about my father. He's this close to just killing the lot of 'em. "It'll make them happy" he says.

Well, most of the stuff I'll be playing comes from this backwater plane called "Earth". It's got some sweet sounds.

[Beans]

Vocusta raises an imaginary glass.
A toast to lame-ass Earth, my lame-ass home-plane. Demesne of all that is assy and lame.

[Prince_Selm]

Indeed! Except for the whole "my home plane thing". It's just yours. But in all seriousness, a great place!

He raises an actual glass shaped like a skull. And not really a glass, more like a chalace.

(Deadtime. Birthday in 3h 9m)

[KerfuffleMach2]

Silva undeadtimes at the bar.

[Beans]

Amyxia walks in.

Vocusta is datapad-reading.

[Chas the mage]

Chas is here. He is wearing his aviator sunglasses.

Richard is right here right now.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Silva orders a drink and looks around.

Zaudon walks in. He takes his normal seat and looks around a little.

[Chas the mage]

Richard is there, sitting near the corner, completely unaware of why 'Zauden' is here.

Chas is at the bar, being cool, and hitting on NPC chicks.

[Shades of Gray]

Abigale is stuck still eating breakfast with Solomon. God he's a slow eater.

Neil is here, reading a non-Vocusta's journal book.

And, just for gits and shiggles, Umbrella girl is here. 14 year old. Long black hair, dress, gloves, and umbrella.

[KerfuffleMach2]

((<_<...>_>...I did that on purpose...))

Zaydon sees Richard, gives him a little wave, and goes to sit near him. Hey. What's up?

[Chas the mage]

...nothing much, why?
Richard sips his Gin & tonic.

[Beans]

Well, since I guess Abi's unavailable, Myx begins looking up at Neil.

[Shades of Gray]

Neil looks down at Amyxia.

Hey there. You're the archdevil's daughter, right?

[Beans]

She nods.
Uh-huh.

Vocusta continues to read.
Reeeeading Raaaainbowwww!

[KerfuffleMach2]

Well...I had heard about something you did the other night. Just wondering how that's been working out for you.

[Shades of Gray]

So... Ummm... Do you have any archdevil powers? He asks, fearing for his life inside.

[Chas the mage]

oh... riiiiiight... That was a group of criminal "revolutionaries" from my Empire... I can bring you a list of all of the crimes that group committed...

[Beans]

Uh... not really... I have little horns, though.
I'm only half-devil, so it might take me a while before I grow into my powers and stuff. She scratches her nose.
Who're you?

[KerfuffleMach2]

Yeah, see, I'm not so much worried about what they did, cause they didn't do it in Town. You, however, killed them all in here. And, from what I hear, it was a little more brutal than necessary.

So, I'm gonna have to ask you to come down to the station.

[Chas the mage]

Whatever...
Richard follows Zaudon, bringing his drink with him.

[Shades of Gray]

Lord Neil Bastian II, but you can call me Neil. Neil smiles.

[Beans]

Myx has noticed the stray glances that Vo occasionally has been sending at Neil.
Okay.
Why does Miss Vocusta keep looking at you?

[Shades of Gray]

Oh, well it's because we're old friends, and we finally met back together after ten years. He sighs, remembering the good old times with Vocusta. He soon realizes that most of them were when they were drunk.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Zaydon leads Richard out.

Silva sips her drink.

[Chas the mage]

Richard follows Zaudon, bringing his drink with him.
That happens

[Beans]

Oh.
Was it weird, finding her all... undead and stuff?

[Shades of Gray]

Yes, at first. But now I've gotten used to it.

[KerfuffleMach2]

That happens

Yeah, but I still have to post that Zaydon actually walked out. Otherwise, Richard could've walked out on his own, and Zaydon stayed here.

[Chas the mage]

Okay... Richard still follows Zauden.

((deadtime))

[Beans]

I don't know if she likes being undead or not.

[Shades of Gray]

From what she says it has its ups and downs. Overall, the only downside is the lack of fertility and people throwing stuff at you.

[Beans]

She blinks in minor confusion.
What's fertility?

[Shades of Gray]

If you're fertile than you can have a baby, if you're not than you can't.

[Beans]

... Oh.
That's kinda sad for her. She frowns a little.

[Shades of Gray]

It's alright, if we get together we're planning on adopting. He smiles.

[Beans]

That makes sense.
My mommy adopted a girl named Seiner, so she's my big sister, and she adopted a little boy named Jimmy.
Adoption happens a lot here.
Didja hear that KAPLUNK?
That was a hint dropping like a cinderblock into a kiddie pool.

[Je dit Viola]

Will walks into the DFI finally. However, on the minus side, he's now wearing armor. Heavy armor. Like really really heavy armor, and it's all black.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Silva looks at him for a moment, then goes back to her drink.

Opie is chasing his tail on the bar.

[Je dit Viola]

Will sits down onto a chair...and breaks it. So he looks around and says Quality's going down these days. He orders a drink...then walks over to Silva. He's standing to not break another chair.

Hey, what's been going on in this town? he asks.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Silva shrugs a little. I have no idea. I've been outta town for a while.

((She was in a plot.))