Mr Malle's Magic House Of Potions! And Barbery... And Smithery...

[Quinsar]

On the side of main street, snuggled between a seafood restraunt, and a house, lies a small two story building made of a strange bluish brick. On the old wooden door is a white circle, a red X painted in it. High on the roof is a small barber pole. And a sign declaring, "Mr Malle's Magic House Of Potions! And Barbery... And Smithery..."

Inside, the walls are covered with shelves, that are covered in potions. THese potions give off quite a smell. As you first enter the building you come across a counter, behind which is a barber chair, and even further behind that are groups of book cases covered in potions.

Even further behind all this, thrugh a door, is a fordge and anvil. Where the owner crafts weapons for his customers. Beneath all this is a basement full of suplies... And a door. An old, wooden door...


Any kind of potion, and weapon imaginable can be bought here, as well as any haircut. All owned by the stout, gray haired dwarf, Mr. Malle.

[Lupy]

A cleric comes in.

[Beholder1995]

The new store catches the eye of Beholder, who is heading back to the DFI after being ressurected.

Hmmm... look interesting... :smallconfused:

He enters the building.

[Quinsar]

The dwarf waves at them, pushing up his glasses.

[Beholder1995]

Beholder examines the shelves.

Meh...

He goes over to the dwarf.

Do you do shaves?...

[Lupy]

The cleric gets behind Beholder in line.

[Quinsar]

Yes. I do. What kind would you like?

[Beholder1995]

A complete shave, please. I'm going to try to go without a goatee... see what it looks like. :smallamused:

Like this:
http://img27.picoodle.com/img/img27/3/10/25/beholder1995/f_MyMonacledBm_216d020.png

:smallbiggrin:

[Quinsar]

Okay. Sit in the barber chair, please.
He opens up the small gate leading to the back.

[Lupy]

Ooh, the smooth face makes him look much younger. :smalltongue:

[Beholder1995]

He follows him to the back. Godmod him for the duration of the shave, I guess, 'cause I've got to deadtime. :smallsigh:

[Quinsar]

He gets a perfect shave and leaves.
And how may I help you?

[Lupy]

I need a haircut and a shave.

[Quinsar]

Right back here.:smallbiggrin:

[Lupy]

He follows. A monkish haircut, and my beard is getting unruly.

[Quinsar]

Of course.
He grabs a potion, and a hatchet and walk towards the young man...

[Lupy]

Is that an axe??? :smalleek:

[Quinsar]

Yes, it is.

[Lupy]

:eek: ! :eek:

[Mee]

So, anyone going to post anywhere else?

[Quinsar]

Try not to move...
He rubs the potion on he hand, and tries to put it on the cleric's beard...

[Lupy]

I'm trying to buy a poleaxe on the internet, I'm a bit distracted.

[Mee]

Then I guess I'll just deadtime for a while. :smallfrown::smallsigh:

[Lupy]

I found one! http://www.realarmorofgod.com/store/html/Products/Historical-Weapons/Battle-Bardiche-Pol-541.html

Umm... You gonna post Quinny?

The cleric is very, very still.

[Quinsar]

HE begins to trim the cleric's beard, with his axe.


Look here for swords and stuff, Lupy... (http://www.weaponmasters.com/)

[Lupy]

The cleric keeps trying to look up without moving his head.

[Quinsar]

The beard should now be exactly how he wants it...

[Lupy]

He is impressed... How did you do that with an axe?

[Quinsar]

I have a dwarven hand, lady.

[Lupy]

I'm not a woman....

[Quinsar]

Laddy... Laddy!



Posted at Comet!

[Lupy]

You spelled it wrong earlier.

[Quinsar]

I'm on painmeds! For my foot...



Another post! And edits on last one!

[Lupy]

Oh... How much do I owe you?

[Quinsar]

Haven't done your hair yet!

[Lupy]

Will you use scissors?

[Quinsar]

Lad! This works well!:smallbiggrin:

[Lupy]

It's terrifying!

[Quinsar]

Just close your eyes!

[Lupy]

He sits back down and shuts his eyes tight.

[Quinsar]

He swings the axe at his head, stopping before cutting the skin... Just the hair...

[Lupy]

Impressive.

[Quinsar]

And he proceeds to cut his head that way...

[Lupy]

The cleric screams and heals himself.

[Quinsar]

I meant hair... Sorry....:smallredface:

[Lupy]

Well then, he sits extremely still.

[Quinsar]

He finishes!

[Green-Shirt Q]

Dennis walks in and observes the store. He walks in using a big mecha suit.

Hmmmm.... Potions.....I may need some.....

He browses.

[Lupy]

That was... Terrifying. How much again?

[Quinsar]

Two gold...


Thousand upon millions of every type of potion...

[Lupy]

That's it? :smallconfused:

[Green-Shirt Q]

Dennis's mechasuit (with him inside it) flies around the store as he looks at various types of potions.

Let's see........healing might be useful......maybe a couple of strength potions of some sort.........

What's this?........Growth potion?

Dennis (who is pretty small) contemplates buying it.

[Quinsar]

Yup.:smallbiggrin:

[Lupy]

Wow. He pays and leaves.

[Green-Shirt Q]

Dennis walks over to the store owner.

How effective is this growth potion? :smallconfused:

[Quinsar]

Depends... How tall do you wanna be and for how long?

[Green-Shirt Q]

Very big. As big as possible. Forever.

[Quinsar]

Ten feet is the biggest I can give you...

[Green-Shirt Q]

I suppose that'll do for now.

Will it last forever?

[Quinsar]

He nods...
And grabs a potion.
Fifty gold, please.

[Green-Shirt Q]

Do you take silver blocks?

Dennis pulls out 125 silver blocks.

(By the way, 1 gp= 2.5 silver blocks.)

[Quinsar]

Sure...
...

[Green-Shirt Q]

Great.

Dennis pays.

((deadtime))

[Quinsar]

It's a ten foot growth potion.