God of Justice's General Store and Inn (Hamlet)

[Kyral]

A great cylindrical marble tower, nine stories high, stretches into the air; two flags protruding from its top read, God of Justice. Just over the door, a broken piece of wood reads 'God of Justice's General Store and Inn.' Another one just beneath it says, 'NO POTATOES ALLOWED!'
Inside, a small golden desk sits several meters from the door, and Atriuls, smiling, stands behind it. "Welcome to the God of Justice's General Store and Inn!" Various objects hang from walls and lie on tables, with prices marked on them; the sort of things one expects in a general store. A large fireplace lies to one side, and a spiral staircase stretches up through the ceiling.
A large marble tablet just by the staircase reads as follows;


Room Rates:
One Night: One Bed Room, three silver pieces. Two Bed Room, five silver pieces. Three Bed Room, eight silver pieces.
Two Nights: One Bed Room, five silver pieces. Two Bed Room, nine silver pieces. Three Bed Room, twelve silver pieces.
ANY ROOM TAKEN FOR MORE THAN THREE NIGHT'S PRICE IS TO BE DECIDED UPON BY THE OWNER OF THE INN AT THE TIME.
ANY PRICES OF ITEMS IN THE GENERAL STORE ARE TO BE DECIDED UPON BY AN AGREEMENT BETWEEN THE CUSTOMER AND OWNER OF THE STORE AT THE TIME.
ROOMS I-XX: FLOOR I
ROOMS XXI-XL: FLOOR II
ROOMS XLI-LX: FLOOR III
ROOMS LXI-LXXX: FLOOR VII
ROOMS LXXXI-C: FLOOR VIII
The floors IV, V, VI, and IX are, in that order, the Kitchen, the Bathing Rooms, the Indoor Pool, and the Owner's Quarters.
Please follow the following rules:
I: Please, if you feel the need to attack someone, do it quietly as to not disturb those sleeping.
II: If it's going to wake someone up, take it outside.
III: After nightfall, be quiet.
IV: Do not harm the wares in the store!
V: Do not annoy the owner, or he will most likely have you ejected from the store.
VI: Please, do not contaminate the pool. Blood, constitution poison, and most other poisons count as contamination.
VII: Attempting to destroy the Tower will either:
I) Fail horribly,
II) Work too well for the attacker's own good.

Members of all races, classes, and alignments are welcome. Except potatoes.
Food, though usually not enough to settle one's hunger, will be served when needed. Heading over to Grit's is advised if you're actually hungry.

[Lord Magtok]

'Joe' enters the tower after being handed a flier by Atriul.

So...

He rereads the flyer.

...how much for a room?

[Kyral]

Atriuls comes in, still toting an overly cheerful expression. "For a one-bed room, three silver pieces a night."

[Lord Magtok]

"Joe" rewaches into a pocket, and pulls out a gold piece.

Will this cover it?

[Kyral]

As Atriuls' player thumbs through the PHB to try to find if a gold piece equals three silver pieces, Atriuls stands where he is, the sappy smile still plastered over his face. After a moment, he nods. "That'll do." He plucks the gold piece from Joe's hand and sprints behind the counter. "Lemme just grab your change..." He ducks down behind it, and the sound of a rooster crowing can be heard. "For the love of - hold still!" The sound subsides, and Atriuls pops up behind the counter, a long bloody streak running down his cheek. Still smiling, he tosses five silver to 'Joe.' "There y'go!"

[Xaspian]

Algodar the sheep trots through the doorway, followed by his halfling.

Baaaaaa.

So, where do you want us?

[Kyral]

Atriuls turns to the Algodar and his halfling. "Wherever. Your job-" He jabs a finger at the halfling. "Is to please the customers. Delivering breakfast. Wake-up calls. Making the beds. Just lounge around on whichever floor you want right now. But do it dilligently." He looks at Algodar. "Hang out right here and make sure no one steals anything."

[Xaspian]

Baaa

Algodar turns around, and stands by the doorway, trying to look as alert as a sheep can.

The halfling shrugs.

So.. um... Is that it? We got any customers yet?

[Kyral]

Atriuls jerks a thumb at 'Joe'. "He'll regain consciousness soon enough."

[Xaspian]

Alright then. And.. umm... when do I get paid?

Baah!

Sorry, when do we get paid?

[Kyral]

"Uh..." Atriuls looks around and sighs. "Every two days. At six in the afternoon."

[Xaspian]

Sounds alright to me.

He begins to climb the stairs, ready to get a feel for the place.

Oh, and by the way... I'm Nameless. Pleased to meet you.

[Kyral]

"Nameless?" Atriuls raises an eyebrow. "What do you mean, pleased to meet you? How am I supposed to meet you if you're nameless?"

[Xaspian]

No, that's my name. Nameless. At least, for now it is.

He grins.

[Kyral]

Atriuls frowns quizzically. "Your name's nameless? Does that mean that you don't have a name, or that your name needs a name?"

[Xaspian]

Nameless shakes his head.

Call me what you want.

He starts walking back up the stairs, but stops again.

Within reason.

[Kyral]

Atriuls rolls his eyes. "Well, there goes 'Slave'..." He sighs and walks over to the counter.

[Xaspian]

Wandering the halls for a bit, Nameless looks around, checking the main areas of the inn, and a few of the guest rooms.

[Lord Magtok]

'Joe' comes out of his coma, takes his change, and takes a look at his room. Finding it satifactory, he heads out of the room, and out the door, headed towards the tavern.

[Xaspian]

Nameless walks down to the Entrance. He scribbles a quick note, and leaves it on the front desk.


Gone out for a bit. Back soon.
~Nameless

He leaves, and heads for the Tavern.

[Kyral]

Atriuls checks the note and nods, then puts up a sign at the desk.

We're closed.
No loitering.
He heads out to the Tavern.

[Xaspian]

Nameless walks in, and goes over to Algodar.

Baaa?
Okay, so it's a little dull. But I'm sure something interesting will happen here soon.
Baaaa...
Well, at least it shouldn't be too hard, this time.

He gives the sheep a pat, and wanders around the store, looking at what's on offer to any customers who might some day arrive.

[Deadly]

Schnick walks in, dragging along the statue. He finds his way to his room and goes to rest.

[Kyral]

Atriuls walks into the inn with a yawn. He walks over to the counter and picks up the sign reading 'We're closed. No loitering.' "Huh. Forgot to take this down." He puts it on the desk. "Rooster?" There's a crow, and a rooster leaps up from behind the desk, onto it. It looks at the sign expectantly, then crows again.
"Kill."
Atriuls smiles and heads up to his quarters as the rooster begins loudly dismembering the sign.

[Rebonack]

Shidar walks into the general store. Upon entrance he gives the bird a scrutinizing glance.

"I don't suppose you're one of those talking birds...?"

[Xaspian]

Nameless appears from some corner of the building in whih he was hiding, and tidies up the dismembered sign.

[Kyral]

The rooster shakes his head at Shidar and begins crowing wildly at Nameless.

[Xaspian]

Nameless jumps backwards, dropping someof the paper.

Wah! What was that for?

[Kyral]

A telepathic voice in Nameless' head screams, You stole my kill! He leaps at him, trying to get the paper.

[Xaspian]

What? What are you on about?

Attracted by the commotion, Algodar walks approaches them.

[Kyral]

Kill! Kill! The rooster, with a strange cross between a crow and an insane howl, tries to knock aside Nameless' arm so he drops the remains of the sign.

[Xaspian]

Nameless falls to the floor, scattering the sign all oer the floor.

Algodar just watches, wondering whether he should intervene.

[Kyral]

The rooster crows triumphantly and quickly begins gathering the sign paper into one small pile.

[Xaspian]

The halfling gathers himself up, and backs off to waht he considers a safe distance. He watches the rooster.

Algodar goes backto patrolling the store

[Kyral]

The rooster sits on the pile of dismembered sign pieces, eyes darting about warily.

[Xaspian]

Warily, Nameless edges forwards.

What are you doing?

[Kyral]

The rooster, seeing Nameless come slowly at him and the pile, hisses as best as a rooster can.

[Xaspian]

Nameless stops, and makes relaxing noises hoping to calm the bird down.

[Deadly]

Schnick comes out, places 3 silver coins on the desk to rent the room for another night and goes to Grit's

[hr]
After a while he returns and goes to his room to rest.

[Xaspian]

Seran walks in, a nervous smile on his face. He approaches Atruils (if he's in).

Sir, would your store happen to sell building supplies?

[Kyral]

"Depends. Who's asking, and what are you planning to build?" Atriuls says suspicously.

[Xaspian]

The Chapel Construction Fund has recently recieved a large donation. While we were able to bring the basics with us, we usually source local resources to continue the project.

He reaches into his robes, and waves a leaflet about the chapel.

[Kyral]

"Section A." He points at a row of tools. "Also, I'll need you to sign this form saying that you won't build anything...an inn, for example...that could possibly put the God of Justice's General Store and Inn out of business." He puts a stack of papers onto the table.
((And with that, I have to go.))

[Xaspian]

Seran walks around, inspecting the materials.
It all seems good enough.

He reads the form, and signs.

I'll be back soon to pay, and collect it.

As he walks out, he tries to pet Algodar, who just shakes him off, and glares

- - -

Nameless glares at the rooster from behind the desk. He thinks for a moment, and dashes to the staff supply room (or his bedroom, if the former doesn't exist), looking for a broom or mop.

[Xaspian]

An anxious-looking worker from the chapel bursts in, and grabs a coil of rope from the store. He throws a few blood-stained coins on the desk, and dashes back out again.

[Deadly]

Schnick comes out from his room, dragging along the statue as he leaves

[Xaspian]

Nameless emerges with a large mop, and a large sauepan on his head. Cautiously, he moves the mop towards the Rooster, and suddenly thrusts it forwards, trying to knock it off the pile of paper.

[Kyral]

The rooster crows and ducks under the mop, rising to begin pecking it continuously.

[Xaspian]

Nameless swings the mop frantically, trying to drive the bird away.

Yah!

[Kyral]

The rooster screeches and leaps from the pile, landing on the mop. It begins furiously scarring and pecking the wood.

[Xaspian]

Nameless throws the mop behind him, and makes a dive for the scraps of the sign.

[Kyral]

The rooster, as the mop is thrown, leaps backwards and makes an attempt to grab onto Nameless' shoulder.

[Xaspian]

Nameless grabs the remnants of the sign, and rolls as the rooster grabs his shoulder, trying to roll onto the beast.

[Kyral]

The rooster leaps up from Nameless' shoulder and tries to jump on his head, pecking furiously.

[Xaspian]

The pecks bounce futilely off the saucepan, although the noise gives Nameless a headache. He scrambles to his feet, and dashes to the window, throwing the paper through it.

[Kyral]

The rooster crows and, in a fury, tries to heave the saucepan off of Nameless' head and peck him. He seems angry at the loss of his kill.

[Xaspian]

Nameless yanks the saucepan off, and swings it at the rooster.

[Kyral]

The rooster jumps up from his position on Nameless, dodging the pan. He attacks Nameless' head several more times, crowing loudly.

[Xaspian]

Nameless flaps his free hand at the rooster, trying to grab a wing, leg or neck.

[Kyral]

One of the rooster's toes is caught, though the rooster swiftly pulls it away and leaps out the window.

[Xaspian]

Nameless quickly dashes forwards and slams the window shut.

[Kyral]

The rooster runs in the doorway, carrying the pile of paper in its wings.

[Xaspian]

Nameless growls, and aims a kick at it.

[Kyral]

The rooster leaps high into the air, avoiding the kick. It quickly directs its landing towards the desk.

[Xaspian]

Annoyed, scratched, and defeated, Nameless gives up. He goes upstairs, and cleans the rooms.

[Kyral]

The rooster lands on the desk with a victorious crow, then flies over to the floor and sets the pile of paper down. It then leaps onto it and looks around the room.

[Xaspian]

Algodar, stands there, looking at the rooster, a bemused look on his face.

[Kyral]

The rooster turns to Algodar and growls.
[Chickenish] "What are you looking at?"

[Xaspian]

Baaa?

He slowly wanders off, back to the main store area.

[Kyral]

The rooster snarls and turns to watch the door.

[Kyral]

Atriuls re-enters the shop and looks around with a grimace. Yawning, he heads upstairs to his quarters, leaving a sign on his desk.

Don't wake up the owner or the rooster will kill you.
The rooster crows triumphantly after reading the sign.

[Xaspian]

Seran and a group of 4 workers enter the store. They collect a large supply of Building Materials, and leave an appropriate amount of money on the desk.

They begin taking the goods out of the store, towards the chapel.