Day 69B: Eternia Bar & Grill

[Iron Dragoon]

Session Start: Tue Mar 10 13:19:26 2015
Session Ident: #evildunes
* Now talking in #evildunes
* Topic is 'Pepo(18)>Pepo that is not Pepo(11) '
* Set by Kotono on Mon Feb 02 14:22:58
* ChanServ sets mode: +o Sharm
<Kotono> ----
<Kotono> OOC: What's your current guise, Lucy?
<Lucy> OOC: A blonde guy that is a copy of He-Man! And with appropriate clothing, yes.
<Kotono> OOC: Okay.
<Kotono> Lucy wanders about, eventually coming to a small tavern between farms. It's a real hole in the wall place, just a long bar and a dozen stools. A water elemental the size of a human tends bar, no source of water around. Yet it seems fine - hell, it even wears an old, stained leather apron like a blacksmith might wear. In a motionless voice that comes as the elemental's lips are still, "What
<Kotono> do you want to quench yourself with, traveler?"
<Lucy> Asking for water would seem strange, wouldn't it? Would the elemental serve up a part of itself? "Ale," Lucy responds, taking a seat at the bar. "Strongest you got."
<Kotono> It is so served. It smells strong as can be, too. "You're new in these parts," the elemental asks, tone without any emotion. "Newborn?"
<Lucy> "Yeah. Ain't so new I don't know the way things work around here, though."
<Kotono> A sound of burbling waters, then, "Be careful here. There are bandits moving with greater impunity than usual."
<Lucy> "That so? Even in these parts?" Lucy asks with a scoff, downing the ale like a shot. She gives her superior constitution to work on the alcohol for a bit, shaking her head. "Can't cross a road without some wizard seeing you do it before you did."
<Kotono> It's damned strong - more like proper liquor than mere ale. It hits home like a runaway fireball spell. "They seem to have a way of beating it.  You want to be safe, stay in the city. Avoid Bramagan's Homestead in particular."
<Lucy> "Bramagan?" Lucy asks, making sure to sway a bit as she taps the bar for a refill. "Whozzat?"
<Kotono> The refill is given. "Some old farmer who's dead. His name's still on the homestead. It was bought out by a retired mercenary a time ago."
<Lucy> "Huh." Lucy nurses this second glass. "You don't say. Mercenary, bandit, same thing?"
<Kotono> A watery shrug. "Men who kill for money. Is that not the same to you creatures of flesh in the end?"
<Lucy> "Well, that ain't right!" Lucy exclaims. "Why I'm gonna go put a stop to that!"
<Kotono> "Good luck," Is all the elemental says to that.
* Lucy downs the second glass and climbs unsteadily to her feet. It's seemingly all she can do to pay the tab, and then she staggers outside while stealthily keeping an eye on whether anyone is paying her any particular attention.
<Kotono> OOC: Perception.
<Kotono> OOC: Go.
<Lucy> roll 1d20+23
<Serith> Lucy roll for Serith < 37 > 12 [d20=14]
<Kotono> No sign of anyone or being watched.
Session Close: Tue Mar 10 14:29:45 2015