>>24225064
MY BODY IS READY

Gents, let us drink! (puts coin purse on counter, ask for something befitting my former lot in life)

>>24225132
This! We want to get to know these people! Will they be a competition or will we possibly be able to hire them?

>>24225132
Aye, lets get a drink and see what information we can get out of these people. Hell we might be able to hire them which would leave a cook and bodyguard/bouncer to hire.

Maybe try to find out who supplies them.

Tallius Urist

Barter: 2/5
Streetsmarts: 1/5
Strength: 2/5
Cunning: 3/5
Charisma: 4/5
Business 1/5

Inventory:

Senatorial Signet Ring

Concealed Dagger, Inscription reads "Imperator"

Dignity

2,700 Gold

Holdings:

Crossroads Outpost, unaltered, dilapidated. Sale value estimated at 6,000 gold.

You have close cropped brown hair, and are clean shaven. You will remain so, lest someone recognize your once distinctive facial hair. Your wife used to call your eyes liar's blue. You never got along with Lucretia all that well, but she has a point there. You are currently wearing high quality, but not high profile, traveler's leathers.

Eventually, we should go check out the nearby wizard's guild, see if they can help in the construction to magic up some extra shadowy corners in our place. Those stereotypical quest givers love their shadowy corners, they do!

>>24225236
>Dignity
Ha, gets me every time.

>>24225236
Say, let us reminisce a bit upon our ex-wife. How did we meet her, what kind of family did she come from, and did we at least try to attempt the normal Duke and Duchess of Hur-De-Dur situation?

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>>24225306
This. THIS!

lets get some drama in this bitch. Make it BITTER.

>>24225236
Maybe ask them what they plan to do without their cook? As they don't seem to have many customers at the moment.

>>24225450
I will admit that I want to get some sort of recrimination from that intolerable bile-spewing harpy...

>>24225450
>>24225624
We can use this as a front to get information out of them. Ask questions while we seem to be stewing over our ex-wife.

>>24225132
>>24225149
>>24225228

You order a drink, plopping your coin pouch down on the table as you sit.

"Gents, let us drink! A mug of your best!"

Martellus's eyebrow raises, and Sif drops the tankard she had just filled, luckily managing the catch it with a mad scramble of limbs and cursing. She stares wide eyed at your money.

" I could buy half the fucking town with that much dosh, Marty!"

" I informed you adamantly and repeatedly, it is Martellus, Sif, no one names me "Marty", its so very..."

Martellus sneers as if swallowing a particularly bitter brew.

"... illiterate"

You have no idea what they are talking about. This was a trivial amount of money back in the Capitol. You know money has a different value out in the provinces, but no one should be having conniptions over a mere 2,700! You used to make that in half a week, before counting the various bribes and palm greasing every senator takes for granted.

Martellus gathers himself, taking the flagon from Sif and sending her for tankards, she grabs three, and the duo sit across the table from you. You were told that such things were improper etiquette in a Tavern, but you suppose rules might be loosened when you only have a single customer.

Martellus turns his barman on.

" Now this, friend, is our most superior concoction. It is my very own masterpiece of the brewing arts."

He straightens his glasses, clears his throat, and pours the three tankards up to the brim, his skills evident as not a drop of foam escapes from the vessels.

" I present to you, ladies and gentlemen, Martellus' Most Malicious Meridian Beer!"

That, you think, had to be practiced. Meridia explains the man's odd complexion, the people of the central province were known for their dusky skin and skill with the arcane. You have not a clue how he has come so far north. Meridians were rare in the capitol, and that was closer by a good deal, though to the south rather than north.

(1/2)

Well, let's knock one back with both of them. I wonder how this will compare with my previous experiences with top shelf brandy and good wine from the southern lands?

>>24225665

Still, you have a drink in front of you, and business to attend besides. You down part of the tankard, and your eyes widen. You heard that the brews of the Capitol were watered down compared to the provincial artisan beers, but this is on another level. A hint of nuts provides an odd bite to what otherwise tastes crisp and light, with a hint of citrus, you think.

You look up at Martellus and Sif, the latter of which is bouncing up and down in her seat for some reason, her tankard already empty, as the older man sips his, well, scholarly.

" You brew this yourself, Martellus? Where did you lean that, I thought Meridians were of a more, eh, magical persuasion"

He smirks.

" Verily. They train you in alchemy down in the University of Meridia, but I found my talents misused on poisons and poultices. Man's greatest friend has ever been a stout drink, no offense intended to our canine compatriots. So why not work to improve it. They thought me consumned by trivial matters, and so told me to move on or get out. I moved on, indeed, and eventually ended up brewing for old Donner. He gave me the venue and the customers, I gave him the advantage over his competition."

You wonder why he's telling you all this, why they both seem so eager over the custom of a single man. Still, you are not done with questions.

" And how do you get foodstuffs out here? You must have a supplier, I am told no Farmer will brave tilling the soil this close to Origin."

Sif perks up, slamming down the defeated remnants of her second Tankard, her red hair covering one of her eyes as she leans over the table, reminding you of a small child.

" Old Donny had some shit on a sleazy caravaner, so the bastard gave us a great price on meat and bread and pretty much anything Marty, er, Martellus couldn't brew up himself, like wine or liquor. It was a damn good setup, Donny was the best at such things."

(2/3)

>>24225938

Sif and Martellus both look a bit sad for a moment. It seems they were fond of their late employer. Not that you sought to bring up unpleasant memories, but you still feel a bit bad about it. You did, however, get the information you needed. It was all too easy. In fact, both of them seem to be watching you expectantly. You slide your coinpouch back towards you, almost unconsciously. This situation is becoming difficult for you to read.

What next, Tallius?

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You can tell that it is going to be a good thread /tg/.

>>24225665
>>24225938

>>24225964
I take it you've lost a good friend as well as an employer... I apologize for dredging up the memories...

>>24225998
However, from what it sounds like, you might be in a position to receive some help...

>>24225964
>>24225998
Use this, but ask in a worried voice what they plan to do now? Compliment the brew again saying something like "I haven't had anything this good in my entire life and it would be a waste to see such talent go to waste..."

Maybe ask how much for our drink and if they know of a strongman around town as we are looking for some protection. (Bodyguard/bouncer)

>>24226163
This, and offer a job, at their original paycheck, to them. Then another half to Martellus for lessons in tavernkeeping, and another half to Sif for bouncer lessons.

>>24226258
If they bite, that is...

>>24226258
If they get the hint of course.
Which Martellus seems like a smart man so it should be interesting to see if he notices what we are getting at.

>>24225306

Lucretia Le'Eforet, or Lucretia Sertorius as she was named after marrying Tallius, or at least the man he once was.

The Le'Eforet family is one of the most influential in the Protectorate, claiming descent from Louis Eforet, who led an order of Paladins to join the Lord Protector in his great conquest. The match was a coup for the Sertorius family, arranged by you father in return for a service rendered to the Le'Eforets, which you have never been told the nature of.

The arrangement was made when both of you were small children, and you grew up together, Lucretia often being the only person you saw for weeks at a time, other than servants, as your father left on Senatorial business. You were good friends, effectively inseparable by the time you were teens.

Then, as you came of age, the marraige compact was sealed and you began your lives together. Things quickly began to sour. Your father retired from public life, effectively bequeathing his seat to you with his farewell address. You took up his duties with gusto, which unfortunately meant you had little time for Lucretia or the joys of home life. Before long your dearest friend became spiteful, which hardly made you wish to return home more often. You soon began working later and later, dreading the sight of the woman you were supposed to return home to.

And then, the scandal. Last you spoke, Lucretia promised to choke you with your own manhood. So much for the childhood friend romances you read so much about. You don't blame her, not really, but you realize that her family now wants your head, and she is very much inclined to aid them in that pursuit. Her honor and reputation are beyond repair until you are brought to "justice". Your honor and reputation are irrelevant. Tallius Urist needs nothing but his dignity.

>>24226424
...WOW...

THE MAKE UP SEX WILL BE FANTASTIC!!!

(kidding)

>>24226424
>>24226523
Well if we do see her again we are going to have to put our cunning and charisma to use.

Which brings up a good point, we need to find a blacksmith or weaponshop and get up something other than our dagger that just screams "Hi, I was a very important person"

>>24226258
>>24226163
>>24226036
>>24225998

You move to apologize.

" It seems you lost a good friend as well as an employer, I apologize if I have brought up unpleasant memories."

Sif downs another tankards, drawing a poisonous look from Martellus.

" Thatsh right fuckin' propah of youu, misshhter..."

She looks up to the ceiling again, as if expecting your name to fall from it and strike her across the brow. You never gave it, of course.

You decide to add ' incredible lightweight' to the growing list of social disabilities afflicting the girl. Well, at least she's pretty.

You turn your attentions to Martellus, as he is evidently very much the brains of the outfit. You indicate your, now half-empty, tankard.

"I haven't had anything this good in my entire life, and it would be a waste to see such talent go to waste..."

The Meridian seems to have gotten the message.

" You are implying you have a suggestion for the two of us that goes beyond running an empty Tavern for no compensation? I am, unsurprisingly, willing to hear your offer. Though I would like your name first, before poor Sif has a seizure trying to remember that you never told us."

Your offer, Tallus?

If attempting to name a price, or compensation, please accompany your post with a d100. Will take the first two.

>>24226764
(@ fellow posters) 30 gold for each week, plus 10 extra goes in a pot each week for any injuries incurred in the line of duty, to be used as insurance for the local healers. Plus the extra 15 for lessons. What do you think, folks?

Rolled 69

>>24226764
"Tallius Urist is the name and I just so happen to be looking for two people of your particular...talents. I happen to be renovating the old Crossroads Outpost into an establishment for travelers...
>>24226887
I have to say I like it.

>>24226764
(In character) I'm sorry, how rude of me! Tallus Urist, at your service! A pleasure to meet your acquaintances, Master Martellus, Lady Sif.

>>24226946
Glad to know you like it.

Let's use this roll. It might mean something...

>>24227058

Well, I will need another one, no matter what.

Rolled 65

>>24227065

Rolled 62

>>24227065

Rolled 59

>>24227065

>>24227078
TAHDAH!

Rolled 52

>>24226946
>>24227078

>>24227078
>>24226946
Clearly the dice love the number 6

By the way, just how old is Tallus Urist, OP? That's something that isn't so clear to me...

Also, we could try to convince them to rent out the old place as another tavern to another random yutz with the dough to buy the place. That way he owes us rent, and if we tank, we could have another business to take a hand in!

>>24226946
>>24227034
>>24227112

" I'm sorry, how rude of me! Tallus Urist, at your service! A pleasure to meet your acquaintances, Master Martellus, Lady Sif."

Sif stands up, her face, already blushed from all of Martellus' brew that she has downed, turns even redder, and she stands out of her chair, skipping about the room, knocking a few tables over as if they weighed nothing at all.

" Lay-dey Siphf, ha ha ha-Fuck!"

She runs right into a pillar, the first thing in the tavern to withstand her stampede about the taproom, and falls to the side, hitting the ground amidst a tangle of upturned tables and chairs.

Martellus is mortified, though you feel he has seen this behavior before.

" This is why Donnel forbade her to drink on shift..."

You attempt to ignore Sif, who is still laughing and cursing a storm to your immediate right.

" Martellus, here is my offer. I am making the old Crossroads Outpost into an establishment for travellers, and I need people to run it. You and Lady Sif," Another snort of hysterics from across the room. "... have experience and abilities that I lack. 30 gold a week, ten more a week for an insurance pool, and another 15 to make way for any lessons you might need to acclimate. Some etiquette coaching for Lady Sif first on the list. Sound acceptable?"

Martellus looks you in the eye, a contemplative look furrowing his brow.

" I need a hundred to move my brewing equipment. I will deign to speak for Sif, I am sure she will understand." The room is suddenly unnervingly silent, and you see that Sif has passed out, sitting in one of the few upright chairs as if nothing strange had occurred at all.

" Your offer is acceptable otherwise, Master Urist. We both need a new place of employment, as Donner's wastrel of a nephew has made his intentions clear regarding the future of Donner's Tavern. I have may dignity, and I will not work in a brothel. Neither will Sif, no matter what she says about the matter."

Are his counter terms acceptable?

>>24227447
I think we shall accept. A hundred gold for moving the old equipment and another 50 to buy whatever new equipment you and Lady Sif need to settle in with. Giving a little extra to make a good impression. We are going to be working with these people.

I am forgetful.

Previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/24091998/

>>24227447
I accept, plus while the brothel will be a shit place to work for , eventually if we last long enough we could convince the former ladies of the evening to join our establishment in a non sex-work related job capacity, driving that dog-tonker out of business.

>>24227545
Do we really want that? Ex-brothel workers bring ex-brothel customers with them, some of whom will not react kindly to being told that the girls are now off-limits, and of course some of the girls might then try and make some extra money on the side, and suddenly people start thinking our place IS a brothel.

Let's just drive him out of business by being better than him (and possibly sabotaging him if he turns out to be a complete tosser).

>>24227447
Aren't the lessons for us? That's what I mentioned up in >>24226887, anyways.

Also, let's keep the Barbarian a Barbarian. We could use some humor from her.

>>24227612

Ah, well, if thats what you meant, it is so. It did seem odd to me that you would attempt to give the barman barman lessons.

>>24227535

Is anyone opposed to the extra 50? Going with this otherwise.

>>24227572
True, true... But maybe one or two, depending on their demeanor and how willing they are to get out of the place. We DO need eye candy, and I've got a feeling Sif would be a niche market...

>>24227447
Sounds like a deal.

Ask him if he knows anyone in town that knows their way around a kitchen and ask if he knows when that caravan man is going to be in town. If he wont be here for a while we can get our foodstuffs elsewhere for the time being.
>>24227650
Go for it.

>>24227650
Nope

>>24227650
Nope. I'm good.

>>24227447
Also I think we can all agree about reinforcing the "No drinking on the job" rule for Sif.

>>24227447

"Here's my counteroffer to your counteroffer: go fuck yourself!"

>>24227696
BY THE GODS, YES.

That, or tell her that all drinks consumed during work hours come out of her pay.

>>24227740
...No.

>>24227740
I see the subtleties of negotiation are lost on you.

>>24227775
And insurance will not count if she has been drinking, AND any damage she does while drunk will be deducted from her pay.

>>24227740
No you whore

>>24227650
Go for it, good to start off with a little extra employee loyalty. Especially just starting out. Need their sweat.

>>24227740
How about no.
>>24227775
The problem with that is it gives her the chance to drink on duty, but I like the idea. So instead of just the drinks coming out of her pay make it any repair from her destroying things comes out of her pay as well.

>>24227535

" I think we shall accept. A hundred gold for moving the old equipment and another 50 to buy whatever new equipment you and Lady Sif need to settle in with."

Martellus raises his eyebrow even further, which is an accomplishment, you must admit.

" That is, well, extraordinarily generous, Master Urist. You have a deal. I will give Sif her signing bonus whenever she manages to get up, and we will travel to the outpost on the morrow."

He stands.

" I look forward to working for you, Master Urist, may our partnership end more favorably than my last."

His hand extends, and you shake it. He mentions that the caravaner should be in town the next day, and he will transfer Donner's old arrangement to you before leaving for the outpost. The deal sealed, you say your farewells, nodding to Sif's prone form, her snoring clear under the several tables which cover her like blankets. Martellus begins wearily returning the furnishings to their prior positions as you leave.

Gearwatch's bustle appears to be winding down as the afternoon begins. You estimate about five hours to sundown, and it will take you two to return to the outpost, providing you can manage to find a mount. The various shops and stalls are still open.

What next?

>>24227926
Hire a guard perhaps?

>>24227998
I thought Sif was our guard

>>24227926
I say lets look for a weapon of some sort as our dagger just screams "I use to be important" and I still think we should look for a proper bodyguard. Call me old fashioned but I like the sound of a orc bodyguard.
>>24228008
We need someone who will follow us everywhere and at the moment we need Sif to work at the Tavern.

>>24227926
Let's wander a bit, look for some blokes who might know there way around a cooking spit and their goat meat from a dead goblin in a cowhide jerkin. Looking for hunter/fisher types.

>>24228053
Ah yes, a cook is also on our list of people to hire.

>>24228044
Someone familiar with with cutting men's throats to improve their character.

>>24227926
Farmers stalls, raw materials, any oddities that could be marketable for us.

>>24228044
Dwarf for the bodyguard roll. Offer him a position as chief bouncer as well, plus free drink and board.

>>24228095

Well, the way a tavern works here, free board is actually a given. The commute would be literally deadly this close to Origin.

>>24228095
>Dwarf
>free drink
Ye gods man, are you TRYING to bankrupt us?

>>24228095
All kidding aside, I wouldn't mind offering him something like an alcohol allowance, or an employee discount or something.

>>24228095
>free drinks
>dwarf
Nope.

>>24228143
That seems better. Like two or three beers a day to get him going.

>>24228143
This might be a good idea for Sif as well. We'll need to keep an eye on her...

>>24228175
NO! NO ALCOHOL FOR SIF!

>>24228162
He's a dwarf that won't get her out of bed.

>>24228188
Hermaphroditic dwarf bodyguard! Brilliant!

We probably shouldn't mention anything about any sort of alcohol allowance until the final stages of negotiation anyway. We don't want someone who's only taking the job to get drunk, after all.

>>24228143
That might be better, but lets look around and see if there are any potential targets for the bodyguard position.
>>24228175
Lets stick to the near zero tolerance plan with Sif or the anything bad happens comes out of your pay plan.

>>24228186
SHE'LL FIND A WAY, I JUST KNOW IT...

>>24228218
The anything bad happens comes out of your pay plan is the way to go then.

>>24228213
Only let her drink when we wanna good plough.

>>24228241
We would be the ones to get ploughed though.

>>24227998

Your search for someone to hire as a guard is less fruitful than you would think in such a rough town. Gearwatch is an adventurer's town, and most of the men who would be hired as guards are adventurers. Adventurer's, as it turns out, are expensive. After the third armored warrior, a half orc at the least, informs you that his weekly fee is 750 gold, you decide your time could be better spent for now.

A few things in the market do draw your interest.

A man is selling a well used Gladius. He claims it belonged to one of the Lord Protector's companions, which you might believe were you twelve and Lucretia not there to slap sense into you. Still, it seems a serviceable blade, and is unlikely to draw the attention Father's dagger would. The man asks for five hundred, ridiculous, but you are confident you can talk him down if you dispute the blade's dubious historic significance.

A fat woman is selling some earthenware dining utensils in bulk. There seems to be enough to basically outfit the outpost and then some. Its not pretty, but its a start, and she only asks for a hundred for the whole stock.

There may be other weapons and dining tools elsewhere, but these initially caught your eye.

>>24228241
>Only let her drink when we wanna good plough.
But anon, didn't you read the OP post, Tallius would rather die than do farm work.

>>24228241
PARDON ME, BUT "I" AM A GENTLEMAN TAVERNVENTURER, AND A GENTLEMAN TAVERNVENTURER ROMANCES HIS WAY THROUGH OBSTACLES, THE GENTLEMANLY WAY.

>>24228269
I'd rather not blow that much money on an old Gladius quite yet.

The dining utensils on the other hand are a must, as we can't very well run an inn without them.

How much gold do we have again?

>>24228313

2,550 after giving Martellus his moving fee and signing bonus.

Rolled 1, 39, 14, 25, 23 = 102

>>24228269
Dining utensils? Sounds like a bargain.
Lets try to talk the price for the gladius down a little.

>>24228355
Whoops, lefts the dice on.

Rolled 1

>>24228313
We should get a sturdy sap though. It'll help during the running of our tavern when dealing with drunks. I'm still rolling to negotiate the price down for the sword, mind you.

>>24228335

I saw that!

If you want to negotiate the Gladius down, please tell me what you wish to say.

You recall your Father mentioning that the standard cost for a steel Gladius was 200, newly forged. It was a figure he often saw, as a commander of the Lady Protector's elite Espionage Legion.

I will take the rolls already given.

>>24228335
>>24228392
Just stop. You are being terrible!

>>24228402
I vote nay against getting the gladius.

>>24228402
>Take the rolls already given.

Then why are you asking? Clearly whatever we said was terrible, and he's probably doubled his price.

Let's just walk away.

Rolled 7

>>24228269
"500 hundred gold? A new Gladius cost 200 at most, and this one look like it has been in more men then my brother-in-law. I'll give you 100."

Rolled 85

>>24228402
PHOOEY!

Well, I still got an even crappier roll, so I guess I shall admit it. I'm thinking about 150, as he does not have a certificate of authenticity, and it might have been stolen from an armory somewhere.

Someone else roll, though. The dice mock me tonight...

>>24228445
Stop it!

>>24228467
Not me this time.

>>24228428

The woman accepts your hundred gold happily, and promises delivery of your purchase on the next sunrise.

The man, however, refuses to budge, yelling about the trustworthiness of his supplier for all to hear.

Other weapons available:

A bowyer is offering a simple recurve bow for two hundred gold, along with a full quiver of thirty. You occasionally hunted in your youth, your father was more enthusiastic about it than you ever were, though.

A shady looking man is selling some daggers and blackjacks, simple affairs. 50 gold for one of either.

>>24228533
When are we ever going to get into a long ranged fight in a bar?

I say go for a Dagger and a Blackjack.

>>24228533
Daggers AND blackjacks? I say we get a pair for us and two blackjacks for our two new recruits.

Rolled 76

>>24228565

well what else would we keep behind the counter? I don't think we're going to find a shotgun anywhere.

Rolled 92

>>24228533
Rolling for Dagger n Blackjack. 30 gold for dagger, 20 for the blackjack.

>>24228589
>>24228596
>>24228611
Yup

>>24228596
>>24228611
>>24228664

So, are you buying both? If so I need a second roll for each purchase.

>>24228611
Might as well ask Mr. Shade about a good short sword as well.

Rolled 5

>>24228679

>>24228611 for the daggers.

Rolled 65

>>24228679
Now for the blackjacks, at three for thirty.

Rolled 52

>>24228683
Sure lets get the bow as well.

>>24228683
that was the gladius

Rolled 41

>>24228611

Rolled 67

>>24228596

>>24228736
Seeing as this guy is a tad bit shadier, he might have one that's more in line with what a rouge would use.

Forgo the bow. Look for a crossbow to be used in our tavern. Fast set up and strong power.

Equivalent to a shotgun behind the bar.

>>24228611

The shady man makes a deal quickly. You suspect he may have reason to rid himself of these particular weapons post haste, but you manage a pair of dagger and three blackjacks for the low price of 80 gold.

The bowyer is talked down to 150, but a crossbow catches your eye before the deal is struck. He notes that the crossbow used to belong to an adventurer, who pawned it off for money to open a tavern. He hasn't seen him since. He mentions it's yours for 200.

Rolled 54

>>24228832
120 for the crossbow.

Rolled 1

>>24228832
200 for the crossbow + 50 bolts.

Rolled 5

>>24228832
The winch sticks and the wood is tarnished, besides the sights probably need to be recalibrated. 100 gold for the Crossbow.

Rolled 21

>>24228832
"The entire area of my fucking asshole is now one gigantic fucking throb. I have no idea what's transpiring in there. However two hundred seems a fair price. You have deal."

Rolled 75

>>24228832
Crossbow for 150

Rolled 38

>>24228832
200 for the crossbow +50 or so bolts.

Rolled 74

>>24228861
>>24228867

>>24228891

"The winch sticks and the wood is tarnished, besides the sights probably need to be recalibrated. 100 gold for the Crossbow."

Despite your criticisms of the weapon's make, the Bowyer refuses to budge from his price.

" Its a fine weapon, went hunting with it myself the other week. Two hundred."

>>24227213

I meant to answer this.

The "scandal" is said to have happened on your twenty-fifth birthday. It has been several months since then.

Rolled 74

>>24228932
"I went hunting with a rock once, doesn't mean I caught anything. 170 coins for the crossbow and 20 bolts."

>>24228932
You drive a hard bargain sir.
Lets take it, some bolts, and look for a cook.

Rolled 3

>>24228932
My good sir, I don't think I would want to buy another man's personal hunting weapons. That just wouldn't be right to you or your business!

Rolled 20, 15, 76 = 111

>>24229011
>>24229015

>>24229011
I can dig it.

>>24229030

" Look, its near closing time, you're tired, I'm tired. Two hundred, and I'll throw in the fifty bolts I've got left."

>>24229030
Wait, what? I though we were using 1d100?

>>24229050

You failed once, so on the repeat test he gets a bonus to his barter.

>>24229050
You're a faggot.

>>24229048
Deal

Rolled 26

>>24229048
Well, I would feel bad if I took away such a fine weapon from you. I'm sure all of the game you acquired from it is worth much more gold to you.

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>>24229073
All the better to bugger you, dear!

>>24229048
Sounds like a deal. Take it and if we have time look for a cook before we head out....and we should probably get us something to eat.

>>24229048
It's a deal

Rolled 76

>>24229048
You say you hunt, eh? How about a wager. The better shot with the crossbow gets the price they want.

>>24229161
AND WHILE HE SHOOTS, WE STAB HIM IN THE BACK AND JUST TAKE IT ALL FOR FREE

>>24229141
>>24229128
>>24229087

You take the deal, handing the man two hundred in return for the crossbow and the quiver of bolts. You now appear to be loaded for intense battle, which places you in good company in Gearwatch.

There are several eateries around, and it is now late afternoon. The dinner rush is likely about to begin. What type of restaurant are you looking for?

>>24229194
One that looks respectable, but which has little to no customers.

>>24229194
Something with meat that was hunted down just this morning.

>>24229194
We're real men, go eat at The Salty Spittoon.

>>24229194
Something that looks like its mildly kept up well while not having many customers and good. Shows they have good work and cleaning ethic while perhaps looking for better work opportunities.

Though lets try the grub before any of that last bit, eh?

>>24229231
This.

>>24229283
>>24229259
>>24229231
>>24229213

You find a lonely looking building in the poorer part of Gearwatch, lacking the clockwork artifacts built into the wealthier people's structures. There are one or two people eating what looks to be a form of meat skewer inside the restaurant, though you suppose its barely more than a hut that sells food. There are some fresh, uncooked, samples smoking over a fire in the back. Smells delicious.

There are no waiters, just a ramshackle counter built into the wall below a window into the kitchen. You assume this must be where you make your order.

You wait for service, and a few moments pass before you decide to voice your presence.

" Hello-"

" Can I help you?"

You spin rapidly at the voice behind you, repressing the instinct to reach for one of the knives you just purchases.

You lay eyes upon an elven woman wearing an apron, her inhuman purple eyes looking down at you from behind loose strands of shoulder-length black hair. You have not the slightest idea how she managed to get behind you.

What now, Tallius?

>>24229497
Kindly greet her and ask whats on the menu

>>24229497
Order food and try it. If it's good, ask her how business is going. If the food is good and the business isn't, say that it's a shame and say we have an opportunity for her to expand her clientele.

>>24229497
Stab her, she clearly plans on apprehending you.

>>24229545
(sigh) ...you never learn...

Rolled 50

>>24229545
>Stab her, she clearly plans on apprehending you.

I have a penis and a dagger. One of them is going inside you tonight.

>>24229497
"Y-Yes... I, ah, would like to, err, have some of your wares."

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>>24229618
"Shit on my dick, or blood on my knife."

>>24229638
Why are you such a faggot? This guy isn't a fucking 14 year old who's never gotten any. He's a fucking man who knows how to talk to people. God damn, you're infuriating. Get off of 4chan and go get a real fucking life so you know how people actually act.

>>24229618
Gods, no, that's an even worse idea. The only thing haughtier then a noblewoman is an elf, and I don't want another ex-wife trying to kill me.

>>24229534
This.
First order of business is trying/getting us something to eat.
Second ask show business is doing and ask what brought a lovely lady such as herself to this place.

Rolled 74

>>24229672
You won't she won't survive either option.

>>24229618
how about no

>>24229669
Dude, she surprised us, it's normal to be off guard when you are surprised. It's called being in character. Try it. It's fun!

>>24229618
>>24229545
That seems like a bad idea overall.

>>24229714
Try not being a faggot. It's also fun.

>>24229735
He's not wrong though. I think many people would be thrown off by such a sudden appearance behind them

>>24229832
True, though lets try to stay as calm as possible.

Rolled 84

>>24229735
Elves are quick she'll dodge it and be impressed by our skills.

>>24229872
Or she will try to kill as it looks like we are trying to rob her.

Rolled 90

>>24229910
We didn't ask for money silly goose. and we will apologize profusely afterward

>>24229872
Still no. Sorry.

>>24229932
Also no. She'll just kick us out, then.

Rolled 8

>>24229955
Fine lets be a beta and just ask her for food.

>>24229980
Oh look at this invilid let's knife ears just sneak up on him.

>>24229980
Good idea. Once we have gauged her reactions to the stereotypical drunk alpha adventurer, let us proceed with what we should do.

>>24229534
>>24229535
>>24229638

You gather yourself, clearing your throat.

" Hello, my name is Tallius Urist, and I would like both your most popular item and the pleasure of your company, just for a few moments."

She cocks her head slightly, seeming somewhat perplexed.

" Tallius Urist? Odd name. I am Miaya, this is my little cafe. I will admit that people rarely come for my company, so I will humor you, just this once. I'll get you a skewer, took down a stag this morning, I hope venison is fine by you."

You nod, and she walks out the door you came in, appearing back behind the counter faster than you would have thought. Sitting down, you note the wall, while mostly bare, has some old paintings on it. The vague, somewhat blurry images tell of Elven work, you remember an art critic you knew in the capitol who called it "Impressionism", and was an admirer. Your father called it shit. Your opinion is somewhere in the middle.

She returns, a venison skewer on a plate in one hand, and a cup in the other. Miaya places both before you.

You bite into one of the morsels on the stick, and your mouth is flooded with succulent juices and a hint of smokey flavor. Its a nice hardy meal, not the best your sophisticated palate has had, but for the price? No way to complain.

" This is very good, Lady Miaya. Very good."

" My thanks, Tallius, but I am no Lady. Let's not stand on ceremony here, what interests you in the dingiest, least popular food stand in Gearwatch?"

Well, she's honest, you'll give her that.

" Well, Miaya, I am opening a Tavern in the old crossroads outpost. I need a cook, and you are my first choice. I can give you the best location for miles, and attached clientele."

She seems interested, and sits across from you at the heavily worn table. Her head cocks again, this time to the left. It's an odd habit, and gives Miaya the look of a curious child, though she is in all likelihood you senior.

>>24230144
" Let's say I am interested, Tallius, what are you offering besides customers?"

Your offer?

>>24230144
"And a place to display ... your? ... art. Impressionism, I believe?"

>>24230144
"I have a tower. I need a cook."

>>24230144
I've noticed that, while your abilities in cooking are quite good, your cafe seems to be a bit empty. I was wondering if you would like to possibly come under hire, as a cook at my establishment?

>>24230155
(@ other posters) 40 each week, plus 10 in a pot each week for insurance, and an extra 15 to teach us how to cook and/or hunt for game.

What do you think

>>24230155
How reliably are you as a hunter? Can you make a pull like this every morning?

>>24230276
Sounds good

>>24230144
>>24230172
Go with this along with showing some interest in the painting.
>>24230276
Seems like a good plan.

>>24230276
40 is a lot. Drop it to 30 a week.

Keep in mind, we have no idea how much we're going to be making and we don't know how long we'll be able to keep these pay scales going.

>>24230291
If she's good with a bow maybe she can double as a guard for a slight pay raise.

>>24230291
This. And ask if she's ever any more challenging game.

>>24230276
>>24230295
The extra 10 gold is for her skills as both a hunter AND a cook. Multiple skills get employees more cash.

>>24230155
Opportunity. I believe I can offer you the facilities that would allow you to expand your skills, so that you can fully do what you want to do with what you make.

>>24230377
I like this, use this exact wording.

>>24230377

I like this wording as well.

>>24230377
Agreed, sounds good to me. Let's add in >>24230172 after that as well.

Rolled 41

>>24230155
Rolling for >>24230276 pay plan, and using >>24230172 for a bit of leverage or influence.

>>24230377
>>24230276

" Opportunity. I believe I can offer you the facilities that would allow you to expand your skills, so that you can fully do what you want to do with what you make. For thirty a week, you have board at the Tavern and all the customers you could want. You'll have prime hunting location, and I'll throw in another fifteen so you can take me with you now and then. Another ten in an insurance pool I've offered to all my other employees."

She nods, and her large eyes momentarily flit to the painting lining the wall.

" I'll even let you display your artwork, Impressionism, I believe?"

She smiles, slightly.

" Yes, Tallius, that is what they call it in the Capitol, I hear. My mother had her own words for it, perhaps I'll tell you some time. You have a deal. I'll close up shop, gather my things, and be at the out post tomorrow."

You shake hands, though she seems confused at first at your outstretched hand. You stand, and turn to leave after finishing your meal and sharing some pleasant conversation with Miaya.

Just before the door, you see he in your peripherals, head cocked to the right again.

" And if you ever want some painting lessons, Tallius, I will simply include it in the fee."

You turn to say something, but Miaya has disappeared yet again. That must be a useful trait for a huntress. An odd one for a cook.

Its near sundown, you imagine you need to get a move on if you wish to make it to the outpost before it is too dark to travel. You've heard stories of killing automata what sneak out of Origin at night, looking for people to butcher and drag back to their charnel-filled garages.

>>24230929
Time to scarper on home ASAP. I don't like the idea of facing killing machines during the day, so why face them during the night?

>>24230984

A reminder: you need a mount to make it home.

>>24230929
Yup, time to head back home. Perhaps we should do some straightening up when we get back too so it looks a little better for all those coming tomarrow

>>24230999
Wait a tic, does Donner's Tavern have rooms for let? We could get to know the other two employees better if we stay a bit longer in town!

>>24231055

It does, and you imagine they are not exactly booked, considering their lunch crowd.

>>24230999
Look for a horse and cart. This way we can use it to transport goods back and forth as well as using it to go transportation.
>>24231063
Sounds like a plan

>>24231055
>>24231063
Whaddya say, guys? Book a room and hire a carriage out there in the morning?

>>24231087
Sure, but instead of a carriage just buy a cart. We aren't in a position to be picky with our transportation.

>>24231087
I'm game

>>24231105
True. We'll tell the both of them about our cook/game provider, as well.

>>24231170
Hell, once we get a cart we can help them and our cook bring their stuff over.

>>24231105

You remember hearing that cart salesmen are a sleazy lot, always looking to make a lopsided deal. You do not remember who told you this, something tells you it was Lucretia, but they certainly were right about it. Yeah, it was probably Lucretia.

The fat, bearded man before you reminds you of nothing more than what might happen if your kindly uncle Marius was eaten by a large bearded man. So, not really like Marius at all, honestly.

" Looking for a cart, are you?!? Well, I have some fine pieces for your perusal, young master, right this way."

This will be fun.

>>24231224
Which reminds me, if we are going to get horse and cart we are going to need a stable for our and other traveler's mounts. We might want to talk to our carpenter friend about that in the morning. Maybe hire a stable boy if we end up doing this.

>>24231709

He has several favorites in his modest stock, unnecessarily embellished woodwork and other additions that would only make sense to a man with more money than sense.

You find a no frills, simple cart. This is what you need, and the old, reliable looking garron tethered to it looks like exactly what should carry it. There would be more than enough room to carry all your new hires, and have plenty of room left over for their belongings and your purchases.

" Ah, thats a beggar's cart sir! And that damned garron is lame, I keep forgetting to send it off to the butcher. I have plenty of other, better deals!"

You are starting to loathe this man.

>>24231718
doesn't the barack have a stable already

>>24231836

The barracks has a small stable, barely big enough to house four mounts. It will serve for now, but will likely require expansion.

>>24231709
"Standard utility cart, please, large enough for a group of four riders and/or about five to ten stones of equipment. It needs to be towable by a horse or mule or similar draft animal of about that size.

>>24231718
>>24231867
If we have some money left over we should look into expanding it and hiring a stable master.
>>24231819
Say something like "Ah, but a beggar's cart is what I require at the moment, but don't you worry sir as I'll no doubt be back for something more....fitting at a later time."
Make it seem like we are coming back which of course may be true in the future.

>>24231819
Keep this one in mind, and look for similar, practical conveyances. Keep talking about how much grain and tools you need to bring with you for your new Farming Retreat you've bought, and how you always wanted to feel like a true peasant.

>>24231952

Could I get two rolls for this option, provided you other gentlemen agree to it?

Rolled 18

>>24232092
Going for utility and the thought that we might come back at a later date.

>>24232092
I can't do it, my rolls have been all over the place tonight...

Anyone archive this thread yet?

Rolled 7

>>24232092
rolling

Rolled 5

>>24232120
>>24232166
well shit looks like dice god don't like carts

>>24232137
Nope.

Rolled 55, 100 = 155

>>24232120
>>24232166

Welp, good luck.

This guy's barter is a bit higher than the others, hence to two dice. Damned carts salesmen!

>>24232195
AHAHAHAHAHAH

Welp, looks like he just talked us into buying the best of the best.
Clearly Lucretia knew what she was talking about.

Rolled 20

>>24232195
well dice gods realy don't like carts at all we would not have been able to beat that even if we got good rolls

Rolled 47

>>24232195
Well, let's blab on about how we're going to become a land owner and try to bore him into selling us the SUC (sport utility cart) at EXCRUCIATING length. Make him want to sell that cart to us, if only to leave.

Rolled 86

>>24232258
with that 100 i think he will blab at us untill we lose our pacients and just buy the what ever he wants us to buy

>>24232195

You do not know how, and to be entirely honest, you barely even remember what the man told you to manage this, but you walk out of the cart salesman's lot leading a horse and cart several degrees finer than you would ever have the use for, and your coinpouch seven hundred gold lighter. There is antique knotwork across the side of the cart, and it is led by a young, strong gelding that you think would be more appropriate as the personal mount of some senator or another. Gods know how the fat bastard got his hands on this thing.

To be frank, you feel violated. You did always let Lucretia handle things at the market, seems that was far wiser than you realized. You suppose you just got lucky with Santher, that damned cart salesman actually knew what he was doing, unlike the Elf.

Well, it suits your purposes, at least. Exceeds them, really. It is dusk, and there is no time to return to the outpost. You suppose you will be staying with Martellus and Sif.

What now, Tallius?

Rolled 98

>>24232321
We're using cunning for this, right?

Rolled 85

>>24232362
Look for flaws on the thing the, then try to sabotage it so that a wheel falls off or an axle breaks in front of his store, then immediately go into a verbal rampage in front of his store, howling at length of what a cheat that man is and that you demand satisfaction, loudly enough to wake the dead. As well as adventurers, who might see what all the hubbub is about

>>24232362
> personal mount of some senator
Why do I feel that this will bite us in the ass later on? Head toward the tavern and get a room. We can ask if they know about anyone that we might hire as a stable master.

Also, How are we doing on gold Barkeep? Maybe after each purchase have our new total somewhere in the post? Just to make keeping track for both of us easier.

>>24232365
>>24232433
He has won this round, but on the bright side we don't have to worry about getting a better cart. We should focus on other things least we tangle with the man and he wins again.

>>24232434
I to would like an update on our coins. I also agree to updating our money amount after every purchase

Rolled 73

>>24232473
I don't know, I kind of like it. Why not?

>>24232506

You are currently in possession of 1,470 gold pieces.

I have been noting changes in my notes, but I can post the amount from now on.

>>24232513
Shit, forgot not to roll!

>>24232473
Could you explain a bit further why we shouldn't make him look bad in front of a group of customers?

>>24232433

Mulling over this idea, you note a sign hung prominently on the man's door.

"ALL SALES FINAL"

Damned cart salesmen.

>>24232525
Please and thanks you Barkeep.
>>24232540
>>24232546
Because cart salesman.
And now to go get a room.

>>24232546
HE SHALL BURN.

>>24232562
Well, let's find a use for them after we get our stuff to our new tavern. Maybe put a sign on the door, saying "Horse and Carriage rental! 100 gold to town, 100 to tavern! Why buy when you can rent?"

I will settle for nothing less then having that salesman grovel at my feet to buy his business off of him...

On a side note we are going to have to get a sign for our tavern and so I say we start brainstorming ideas for our tavern's name.
Any suggestions?

>>24232626
The Bulwark

The Lord's Regret

The Last Chance for Honor

The Damned Cart

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>>24232626
the cross roads

>>24232652
>>24232669

I like these, but something about "The Cross roads" Tavern appeal to me...has a certain ring to it. Almost seems fitting if you think about our current situation.

>>24232753
How about naming it after our wife?

The Crossed Lady?

>>24232798
I like that also.
Short list so far: The Cross Roads.
The Crossed Lady.

>>24232562

You ride your cart to Donner's Tavern, and note that at least the ride is as smooth as you would expect it to be for such an expensive cart. Night has fallen by the time you arrive, and you wearily pass through the front door. It has been a long day.

Martellus is behind the bar, where you had last seen him, apparently cleaning and packing what tankards and flagons belong to him rather than the bar. Sif is sitting in a chair at the bar, a wet towel on her head and a look of reticent regret on her face. They both spring up at once, a single customer was a surprise, a second one in the same day must be perceived as an impossibility.

Sif runs up with a giddy look on her face.

" Well shit boss, I didn't think you would be back! We've been trying to get Marty, er Martellus's bigass machines ready to move all fucking day. Its good to see you though, boss, Martellus won't call me Lady Sif, even if I say please. Asshole."

Martellus rolls his eyes.

" Welcome back, Master Tallius. I presume you need lodging for the night? You may have the King's Suite. It's at the end of the hall on the second floor. I shall not charge you, that would be circuitous, as you are now my employer. You are, of course, welcome to share a drink with Sif and I, if you prefer not to retire immediately."

" I can drink again, Marty? I can fucking drink?"

Martellus sighs.

" Of course Sif. You can have all the water you could ever want."

She pouts, almost audibly. Such childish mannerisms still do not cease to amuse you applied to a full bodied woman who should really know better. You have certainly acquired some interesting employees.

>>24232891
Sure, share a drink with them (Sif getting water) and tell them of our other recruit and our new found hatred for cart salesman.

>>24232925
Maybe ask if they know of someone we can hire as a stable master as well.

>>24232940
We don't have enough of a stable to require the services of a stable master yet, leave that for later, that way we weren't wasting money.

>>24232891
(To Sif): Well, I hope you don't mind having me stay over for the evening. I figure you two would like to stay one more night and have some nice memories of the place one last time. Besides which, I want to get you at a reasonable time and give a helping hand.

(to both of them): I've found us a cook, as well as a huntress. Elven woman by the name of Miaya, owns a cafe near here, as well as some lovely artwork. She'll be our cook, as well as responsible for our food stores.

>>24232940
>>24232985
Well, a cart driver at least. I want to use this cart till it breaks, after which I'll piss on the shattered hulk and throw the remains at the face of that damned cart salesman. At least earn enough to run him out of business with the cheaper "Carts for rent" idea.

>>24232891
Don't worry Lady Sif, I am sure you will get another opportunity soon enough.

>>24233077
The rental cart idea is a good one and we should look for a cart driver as well, but we still need someone to take care of any horses we have there. The cart driver could help out said stable master when he is not busy.

>>24233077
so we are going start a taxi service?

>>24233127
Miaya might be able to help a bit with the horse, though we should try to find a driver a day or two after we settle into our new tavern.

>>24233185
Agreed, this can be put on the back burner until we get the tavern up and running.

>>24233130
Not immediately, but yes. Anything to one-up that Binkleb- I mean, cart salesman.

>>24233225
Dinkelburg, damnit...

>>24233130
At the very least to Gearwatch.
"Come sit down, have a drink, and get some rest! Oh? You want to head out to town after all that? Well we just so happen to have a cart that will take you there for a small fee" I'm imagining something like that.

>>24232925
>>24232940
>>24232985

You sit down at the bar, Martellus bringing out a pitcher of beer, and sliding a glass of water to Sif as she takes a seat next to you. She sniffs it, frowns, and takes a few hesitant sips, holding the glass in both hands, as if it could fly out of her grip at any moment. Martellus pours of the dark beer into two tankards, giving one to you and keeping the other for himself.

" A different brew?" You ask.

" Indeed. This is a, well, thicker, variety. Good for late evenings and long days. I imagine you will find something to like. Master Tallius."

You decide you like Martellus. He reminds you of a butler your father once had. You always liked old Alfred, shame about that incident with the bats. He's right about the beer, its delicious, almost chocolate in flavor. The perfect cap to a full day.

You turn to the barmaid.

" I hope you do not mind me staying over, Lady Sif, I am sure you two would like to have some memories of this place to share on this last night."

Her face lights up at her faux-title.

" Not a fucking bit, boss. Its nice to have someone call me Lady, and Martellus is a good sort, but a bit light on conversation, at least the normal kind."

" It is hardy my fault you find nothing interesting in the discourses of the Eastern philosophers. If you cannot hold a conversation about the nature of rebirth in the psuedo-religious metanarrative of the tribal desert nomads, well, I cannot be blamed for your shortcomings."

This time Sif rolls her eyes. You have to agree, that does not sound like a fun time.

You decide to tell them about Miaya. Sif seems excited to meet her.

" An elf! I have always wanted to meet one of those fuckers! I mean, I've seen a few, and one of them grabbed my ass once, but that doesn't count because I threw the bitch out of the bar. Tell me, does she move like a ghost? I hear they can float, and can move faster than your eyes can see. I hear-"

(1/2)

>>24232626

Didn't we decide on Hearthstone previously?

And we served red, blue, yellow and green-colored drinks that supposedly "heal" you or "recharge" your mana?

>>24232626
Lucretia's Shame.

>>24233319
OOH, I like. Maybe "Regret" instead, though. It might make her possibly reconsider if she finds out about us.

>>24233309
Ah, I had almost forgotten about that. Shall we just go with that then?
>>24233319
I think that is like painting a big red target on us as it's awfully specific.

>>24233319
>>24233377
A bad idea to name our ex-wife with our tavern while we're a wanted man.

Throughly enjoyed this quest in the archive, op. keep it up

>>24233395
I thought that we were only shooting ideas around at that point.

>>24233427

It was a really good idea though.

>>24233298
You decide to tune the rest out. This must be what Martellus feels like all the time, he is currently shaking his head softly so it seems this is well-trod territory for him. Still, Sif has her charms, you suppose. They're just somewhat difficult to find beneath all the cursing, violence, and alcohol. At least she's pretty.

Martellus nods after her tirade ceases, likely because she notices you are not answering. Sif goes back to pouting, letting the barman speak.

" Indeed, this Miaya rounds off our needs, between the three of us and your recent purchases, we have everything we need to operate, at least at the most basic of levels."

To your right, pouting intensifies. To make some sort of point lost on you, Sif decides it's time to go to sleep. Downing her water as if it were something worth downing at such a speed, she storms up the stairs.

" Do not worry yourself about Sif, Master Tallius. She's more cunning than she seems. You eventually come to realize when she is simply acting offended in order to engender a reaction. This is one of those times. She will be back to herself on the morrow."

You nod, taking Martellus' advice regarding Sif. He knows her better than you, after all. You continue talking of trivial things for some time, you attempting to direct him away from overly academic subjects. Hours pass. Eventually Martellus yawns. You are momentarily surprised, that's unlike his usual controlled mannerisms.

" Apologies, Master Tallius. You have been a most pleasing man to converse with. I feel we have made the right choice accepting your offer. If you will excuse me, I have more packing to do."

Martellus disappears into the back, where you assume he keeps his brewing equipment. Left alone in the taproom, you decide to retire to the King's Suite.

Half way down the hall, stands Sif in a bedrobe. You are far too tired for this, even if it does accentuate her curves.

" You fucking ignored me, Tallius. That's not how you treat friends."

2/2

>>24233427
Add it to the shortlist then?

>>24233493

Not that my opinion counts, but Crossed Woman sounded pretty nice. Up to you guys, though, we are not really at the point of this decision yet.

I think Hearthstone is meh, to campy we are looking to get adventurers in here.

Dont name the bar after the wife name some of the drinks after her that way you can be careful who you tell the name to.

To Lady Sif "Why Lady Sif I am dreadfully sorry if you thought so, it has been such a long day and I have been conversing with so many people I seemed to have just forgotten my manners. To answer your question the elf seems to move quicker then at least I can follow. I was not ignoring you I just spaced for a moment. Dreadfully sorry."

>>24233537
Me again.

"Sit Lady Sif, have a beer I promise not to tell Marty. I was just sitting here debating names for our new bar."

>>24233506
Of course, just throwing idea around.
>>24233485
>>24233537
This basicly, maybe add a bow at the end and ask for her forgiveness for added flavor.
>>24233547
...but we are on our way to bed, unless you want to turn around and grab something for her which I don't mind either.

>>24233580
Well, let's have a (emphasizing this) SMALL drink as an apology. I got some questions to ask you, and I figure you also have a few for me, as well. Would you like to join me, Milady?

>>24233547
>>24233580

Going to need confirmation on getting Sif a drink. Thats going to lead to things.

>>24233643

Well, as I post it, haha.

>>24233643
A small drink wouldn't hurt as long as we make sure it's only a small one.

>>24233652
I'm OK with this.

Still let's try not to blow our relationship with our employees with sex, not this soon, anyways. Then it'll be awkward to the nth degree for a while...

Let's just answer her questions, ask her some of our own, and call it a night.

>>24233728
I think this is a test to see how we will react. So talking over a small drink should be fine, but lets not aim too far.

>>24233547
>>24233643
>>24233580
>>24233537

" Why Lady Sif, I am dreadfully sorry If I have offended you. I forgot myself. How about you and I have a beer, and we'll not tell Martellus about it."

Sif's face lights up.

" Don't think this gets you out of trouble, jackass."

She says that, but she's already headed backdown to the taproom in her bedrobe. By the gods, the woman has no shame. Its good the lights are dim, as you are almost certain that thin bedrobe would be defeated by even the slimmest amount of illumination.

You follow her down, careful to not make much noise. This reminds you of sneaking to the kitchens with Lucretia as kids, trying not to wake your father. Someday you will find other memories to go back to, but you cannot help where your mind dwells. For that matter, you did wake your father that night. It led into "the talk", which was hardly a good time. Especially as the old man insisted Lucretia be there for it. Best to move on.

Sif waits at the same seat, arms crossed over her chest, expectantly looking at you as you make your way behind the bar. You find a pitcher of the same thick beer as before, Martellus either forgot it or intended to finish it himself. No matter, it serves your purposes well enough.

You pour Sif and yourself a cup, using the smaller glasses rather than the large tankards.

She smiles.

" Apology accepted. You're still a jackass though."

You smirk, despite yourself.

" So, tell me about the elf, Tallius."

You do so, confirming some of her suspicions, refuting others. It takes a good ten minutes to assure Sif that her priest must have been lying about Elves being able to float.

Before long, you pass into more casual conversation. To your relief, she seems to be taking her time with the beer, whether out of genuine interest in your conversation or the thickness of the brew you cannot tell.

" So, Tallius, what brings a man to come all the way to fucking Gearwath to open a Tavern?

>>24233775
Wasn't aiming for it in the first place, but I agree.

"A drink before bed, Lady Sif?"

>>24233867
"Well, I figured you would have a question like that..."

Sip drink

Tell me, Lady Sif, did you ever do a thing that you ever have truly regretted? Something that you thought would bring you the appreciation of some one you wanted to love you? Something that backfired on you, and ruined any chance of forgiveness from that person?"

>>24233867
"Some men dream of adventure, others of politics. I dream of making a meager living owning a tavern in the back end of nowhere."

>>24233867
"I came here because it seemed like a good location to open a tavern, it's in the middle of a crossroads, so it bound to get some traffic."

100% truth, but without the risk of getting wind of our bounty.

>>24233928
"something like that happened to me, It hurts to tell of it, I lost something dear to me and decided to leave home and start over. Hopefully new friends and work will mend my wounds someday and I can tell you the whole story. For now though I believe we should get to bed, after all we have a Tavern to open tomorrow. Goodnight Lady Sif, see you in the morning."

>>24233928
>>24234017
I am okay with this, maybe ask for this to be a secret between the two of them. Though I can't help but think we are going to be plagued with memories of Lucretia. It's not helping that she is actually after us with a chance of us seeing her again.

>>24233992
Eh, I figure we might as well hint a bit about our situation. Sif seems smarter then she lets on, and I doubt that she'll let that go at "It looks like its a good time for owning a tavern". With the hinting, she might not delve too deep, as she might have her own regrets as well...

>>24234017
Actually this is the perfect time to ask her about her own past. What brought her here?

>>24233992
Partial truths are better then lies so we dont get caught up later and lose her trust. She has just lost a friend and boss, play on that and say we were hurt to (same guy as >>24234017) We have charisma we know how to dance around a conversation I mean who better then a politician to never answer a direct question asked to him

>>24234090
Agreed. A little bit for a little bit. Build a bit of camaraderie between us.

>>24233867

You look at Sif, a serious look coloring your face.

"Lady Sif, some men dream of adventure, others of politics. Some pick up swords and aspire to join the champions of old. I dream of making a meager living owning a tavern in the ass end of nowhere."

Sif spits out the mouthful of brew she was sipping in, and begins laughing hysterically. You narrowly avoid being soaked, and laugh yourself at her overreaction.

You both calm yourselves, and Sif has the presence of mind to look embarrassed over it.

" I actually figured a question like this might come up. Tell me, Lady Sif, have you ever done something you truly regret? Something that came back to haunt you, something you crave forgiveness for, knowing it will never be given? I have. I lost many things, some of them very dear to me, and there is no regaining them. I am here for a new life, for the happiness of new memories to be a salve for the scars of the old. Why a Tavern? I still don't know. I guess it's because I still want to be around people. I think, maybe, that makes me a fool. But I'd rather live a moment in good company than an eternity alone."

Sif looks sad. She touches your forearm softly, a look of concern in her eyes.

" Tallius, we all have regrets. It must hurt, your story is so vague, I can only think the details must pain you. That's okay."

You look at her.

" How did you get here, then, Lady Sif?"

She looks wistful, a bitter smile crosses her face.

" I used to be in the Protectorate military, now I'm not. I have some regrets, a lot of fucking regrets, but that damned life is behind me now. Tallius, I think you can relate, from what you've told me. Some day, I'll tell you more, but you'll have to trade more of your story."

Sif stands, uncharacteristically leaving her beer half full.

" Goodnight Tallius, I'll see you tomorrow. We have a Tavern to start, after all."

She heads up the stairs, leaving you to finish your beer in silence.
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>>24234296
Lost in thought, you can't even muster the will to look up her bedgown as she heads up the stairs. A shame, you are pretty certain Sif has nothing on under it.

A voice from above.

" Tallius."

Sif is leaning over the rail at the top of the stairs, one eye covered by her hair just as it was earlier in the day.

" You're still a jackass."

She disappears into the second floor. You take a few moments to finish your drink, hesitate, and finish hers as well. No need to waste stock. You then, finally, move to the King's Suite uninterrupted. Collapsing into bed, your thoughts are consumed by plans, business, funds, but most of all regret. Sleep claims you shortly.

It's been a long fucking day.

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Gentlemen, thank you for participating in this installment of Tavern Quest. As always, we run from 5-11 Eastern on Saturdays, though that end time is nebulous, apparently. Remember to upvote if you enjoyed the thread, and feedback is more than welcome. Have a nice week, and don't do anything Tallius wouldn't.

>>24234376
Thanks for the chance to play! I enjoyed this a lot. Have a good one, Barkeep!