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[Roadrunner7671]

<b>I follow them, grinning like an i doot</b>

[schadd]

I follow them, grinning like an i doot

[20] you convince antax quite cleanly that you are an i doot. ke is enthused, and says "oh" again, more contentedly. three pairs of sunglasses shoot off of your face.

[A Drowned Kernel]

"We were being held hostage by some sort of skeleman with very poor taste in suitors. My minions and I were able to escape through a clever series of puzzle solving. Might you escort us to your no doubt lovely village for some refreshments?"

[schadd]

"We were being held hostage by some sort of skeleman with very poor taste in suitors. My minions and I were able to escape through a clever series of puzzle solving. Might you escort us to your no doubt lovely village for some refreshments?"

[6] you say that thing that you said, sorta slowly. antax says "oh" a third time, gravely, and then, sort of nonplussed, leads the several of you over to the town, carrying the buftbasket.
you notice 4 houses, one of them with a large banner than says "general store," and a somewhat larger building that looks like a sort of town hall. antax brings you into the quaint lobby of this town hall and throws a bunch of water bottles on the ground.
   "we have an asston of water bottles, here. it was some big magic mishap, i swear that those, uh, dats are gonna be the ruin of us someday.
   oh, uh, hm. we just found these two envelopes on the ground this morning, and they are both addressed 'to the arriving adventurers.' it seems as though someone was expecting you?"

[A Drowned Kernel]

Open the envelopes!

[LaLight]

Open the envelopes!

Read what's written inside!

[schadd]

Open the envelopes!

you peel open the envelopes, and suddenly, a flash of light! two extra people are standing in the town hall as though they had walked in with you.

iguanaiguana: [16] ke has a somewhat strong knowledge of poisons & their applications, [8] feels slightly less confident yelling racial slurs than most dork'm
inv: 2 feppings in left pocket, equipped with paffgun on a holster, which is loaded by punching it and shoots beams of punch. has a custom slot for poison

ashersky: 17, drinking sparkling water restores hella health and makes the next archery shot do doublewhatever
inv: zode-fearing bow and 20 pleen arrows, both in a neat little quiver-holster on his back. 4 feppings in left pocket.

igu: "what the hell day is it, you, uh, bookfucker?"
antax: "fifth wart on zondria's left tit. how long have you been in there?"
ash: "since the second. i was looking for an herb and then i wasn't, suddenly."
igu: "yeah same"

[schadd]

Open the envelopes!

Read what's written inside!

igu has a note on ker lapel that says "iguanaiguana, the wagonista."

[iguanaiguana]

I introduce myself, ask anyone have if they happened to leave any important items sitting on the floor recently...

[ashersky]

I nod to the others, causing them to be impressed.

[schadd]

I introduce myself, ask anyone have if they happened to leave any important items sitting on the floor recently...

right!? i wasn't gonna say anything


[12] "i'm iguanaiguana. have any of you perhaps left some... rooobooott underpants on the floor?"

I nod to the others, causing them to be impressed.

[14] you give a confident yet restrained nod that makes it seem a bit more like you're in on it, whatever it is

[iguanaiguana]

Is the password "wheesk"?

the door flings open, and the skeleton hurriedly ushers the three of you out. the door slams shut behind you, and you hear, faintly, an exhale and the skeleman saying "finally!" shortly after, he opens the door and tosses out the crumpled paper, the mouthwash, the beam swordo, the lighter, and the three iguana, and then he slams the door shut again.


you find yourselves in a small room, lit by two green torches. a small ladder leads up to a trapdoor.

No one picked any of this up ever so my concern is that it all got left behind.

[Roadrunner7671]

Is the password "wheesk"?

the door flings open, and the skeleton hurriedly ushers the three of you out. the door slams shut behind you, and you hear, faintly, an exhale and the skeleman saying "finally!" shortly after, he opens the door and tosses out the crumpled paper, the mouthwash, the beam swordo, the lighter, and the three iguana, and then he slams the door shut again.


you find yourselves in a small room, lit by two green torches. a small ladder leads up to a trapdoor.

No one picked any of this up ever so my concern is that it all got left behind.

Most of that isn't mine

[schadd]

No one picked any of this up ever so my concern is that it all got left behind.

Most of that isn't mine

it's all still there.

[LaLight]

I return for all this stuff

[iguanaiguana]

I gallantly join the Mast on her mission to retrieve the items, intending to pick up the lighter and keep it for myself.

[schadd]

I return for all this stuff

[14] you say "hold that thought" and then quickly dart back over to the trapdoor and then give the handle a good tug.
oh butts.
it didn't move.

you tug it again, and then it opens. it was just stuck. perhaps antax only opened it without issue because of the strength of seduction.
you hurry down the ladder, grab the three things from the chest, and then run back to the gang. you don't drop them.

I gallantly join the Mast on her mission to retrieve the items, intending to pick up the lighter and keep it for myself.

[5] you follow and wait quietly at the top of trapdoor because you doubt your ability to climb down and up the ladder quick enough to not be a problem. as she swiftly climbs back up, you head down and realize your concerns were justified. you haven't used a ladder in a hot minute.

you grab the lighter and arrive back with the gang and keep them waiting for another, like, minute. you were planning to hide the lighter from rr but you forgot already.

[iguanaiguana]

Oh Antax, where might one put a punch gun to good use around these parts?

[schadd]

Oh Antax, where might one put a punch gun to good use around these parts?

"well, the cave nearby trentown has been rather infested with scrants lately. but, i mean, you guys haven't been introduced to the other uh 9 people that live here. do you want to do that?"

[iguanaiguana]

um OK what are their uh... races exactly?

[LaLight]

Oh Antax, where might one put a punch gun to good use around these parts?

"well, the cave nearby trentown has been rather infested with scrants lately. but, i mean, you guys haven't been introduced to the other uh 9 people that live here. do you want to do that?"

Yeah, course. I wanna meet them.

[schadd]

um OK what are their uh... races exactly?

antax gives you a look

Yeah, course. I wanna meet them.

each of the four houses, by now, has people standing on the porch or front lawn. antax indicates the rightmost as ker own.
  "it's nice. i spend a lot of time decorating it, and i've adventured pretty far to find some of the stuff.
   my neighbor (i guess? there's only four houses here, none of us ever think to refer to each other as neighbors) is trent. he was here before we were—at some point I and a gang of several other people were up to some sort of quest and found these few houses, seemingly abandoned, except for the 2nd one, which housed trent. 5 of us moved here, and the others parted ways. trent has only spoken to us a couple times, but i don't think he minds the company.
  the next house over houses the pinkwaters, blefton and balethia. they have a meager general store for the several times adventurers pass through here, but it's got some neat stuff. the rest of the house forms balethia's massive-ass library.
  and then lastly, the roots. vanesta and root, and their four soulbonded children, the dats. they spend pretty much all their time (and much of our time, unfortunately) learning about the various magical stuff aegence holds. over time, they have accumulated an asston of asstons of random magical stuff, and i'm not sure what most of it is. they give some of it to blefton's shop. i think they're hoping to send the kids to the cartis college, but i would argue that they're overqualified at this point.
  there's also this town hall, here. it was an early project of the dats', about 10 years ago. we don't really have that much use for it as a town hall—we usually just do any town meeting-sorts of things standing out here— but it's our snad church.
  oh yeah, we're all huge snaddites, uh, somehow i forgot to mention that. the roots have always really cared about the dats' safety, of course, and the healing power has been important, and snad himself has helped us with a lot."

trent is sitting quietly, the pinkwaters seem eager to meet you, and the roots seem to have a scholarly interest in your arrival more than anything. it sucks that english does not have a 2nd person plural.

[LaLight]

I'd explore Library and if it's possible drank some alcohol.

[A Drowned Kernel]

I run for mayor.

[schadd]

I'd explore Library and if it's possible drank some alcohol.

[14] you walk up to balethia and say "i'm super interested in that library of yours. could i look at it?"
balethia looks a bit surprised, and says "uh, ok, well.."
she looks over to antax and says "'tax, what do you think of these folks?"
ke replies, "they seem fine."
balethia looks satisfied and says, "alright then, come in. uh, let's go in the side door."
she leads you (singular) in, through the side door. you enter a room that is densely packed with bookcases. there is a small, contiguous path from the entrance to a door that leads to the store, and the rest of the room consists of thin aisles made by the bookshelves. all the aisles on the left side are labeled history, and the other ones are labeled with the several specializations. "magic junk" piques your interest.

there is no alcohol.