SSES Party

The Bar

Open bar for all guild members

Since this is the SSES party, our bar is the one in the guild common room.

  • Try not to burn it down.
  • Also there are now windows to throw unruly patrons through. So don’t use the walls instead, or this comes out of your earnings.
  • No torturing allowed in the bar, the last time someone tried, they didn’t clean-up well enough.
  • Last, but not least, don’t try the Orcish Gutrot, unless you have a constitution rivaling a billygoat.

This is where we can post meaningless and pointless conversations that may save our inbox from exploding.

Gin runs the bar (go figure). He’s an older, powerfully built, portly human with a trace of half-orc in him. Clyde swears he heard him speak once, but no one can verify that as no one’s ever heard him use something other than a grunt to acknowledge an order or a body that needs picking up.

Drinks are on the house!

Comments

Hieronymus orders some wine and plays with the kitten he’s renamed Rocky.

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Did you know rocky can fit inside my hat? how cool is that!? (hieronymus pulls out his ridiculously broad brimmed hat and sits it on the bar)

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I hate that cat . . . but strangely, not in a “I wanna do him harm” sort of way. It is more of a “I don’t wanna be the one to poor him the next saucer of milk” sort of way. I want him to have the saucer, I just want someone else to poor it.

I was actually getting usaed to aiming for the walls, but I can see where it would help keep the guild more healthy if they only go through a window instead of head first into a wall. (I assume people are quickly getting used to not sitting in my spot?)

And for the record (since Annie and Lloyd asked), Zar takes his hood down in the guildhouse now, but he does throw people who take notice of his ears/skin (or people he thinks take notice) into the wall (not the window). He’s a sensitive guy you know . . . well maybe not, but he doesn’t like people staring for too long.

Zar orders the best stout in the house and sitsw casually in the corner of the room watching people.

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Kate orders her usual: a very complicated bubbling-and-smoking concoction that she refers to as a “blood sucking demon”. Also, itty bitty adorable kitties get free pie scraps. New rule.

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I hope the kitty’s had its shots…just sayin (Zar gets whatever spot he wants unless Clyde or Adder want it) Hieronymus keeps smiling at the kitty, but doesn’t say anything. “I’ll have what Kate’s having. If it’s either made from, or made by my relatives, why not?”

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Adder is too busy filing paperwork to want my spot. And no Clyde does not get thrown through a window if he is stilling in my spot. Clyde has never sat in my spot . . . if he is sitting there, it ain’t my spot.

Zar

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For anyone who is paying attention, Zar seems a lot less armed since the last mission. He still has his Bastard sword, a few unremarkable throwing daggers, and his bow . . . but he seems to be missing everything else that he used to carry with him at all times. Even his coin purse seems to be smaller and less encumbered.

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I’m impressed with Zar’s respect for the power structure of the guild…seriously.

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Respect, or not willing to die yet? Zar has no intention of letting it stay that way forever, but he isn’t dumb. He knows his limitations for now. Picking a fight with either Adder or Clyde at this moment would be (possibly) fatal. And if drow society has taught me anything, killing someone to move up is fine . . . as long as there are no witnesses willing to speak up.

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Bull has taken to practicing the lute in the common room, with his hat on the floor in front of him of course (always ready for a profit). When the room is mostly empty you might hear or see some really cool tumbling rolls with the lute’s strums, but his favorite past time is strumming up a jig while quick stepping in riverdance fashion. When the cat’s around, however, he doesn’t like to disturb him with the jumping and has instead been croning ballads to the cat. “I am practicing a song I like to call ‘cat scratch fever’ but it’s not quite ready for performance, yet.” he says to anyone who looks at him crossly.

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Haha, Bull cracks me up. Hieronymus has decided to take on promoting Bull to the locals.

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The locals have heard of him because of his stunt with the trapeze and the guards. The would love to see more and inquire about where they could find him perform. The guards are less than thrilled about the news that there might be more to come.

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We have to find a venue for Bull then. I doubt Adder will want to turn the common room of the guild into a stage.

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So what are you telling the people about where they can see Bull perform?

part time DM D

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Well since Hieronymus is inventive and highly unorthodox, he may just pull banners across the sky over the town reading, “BULL LIVE at THE SLOPPY FROG FRI” or something. I think two translations, one in common the other in infernal.

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