>>40298371
>Shoot sparks into his gun, ignite the powder

>>40298371
>Shoot sparks into his gun, ignite the powder
>Tell Aeglin to rush him

>>40298371
Offer Dwarf to buy her.

Stall for time, while our allies appear to the ruckus.

>>40298371
>Shoot sparks into his gun, ignite the powder

>Shoot sparks
>Roll a d20
DC is 14

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>40298608

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>40298608
Do we have critfails?

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>40298608

You thumb your balsa wand out of your pocket, trying to will together the mana for your firespell... well spark spell in your case.

You have to take a few calming breaths, rather ineffectual, your hands trembling, but you still manage to get together the courage to stand up over the table and pray that you hit.

You hear the crackle of flying sparks, the dwarf turning and grunting in curiosity, then an even louder explosive noise than the last one, those who'd remained in the bar collectively scream in pain, clasping their ears, as the blackpowder in the dwarfs cannon combusts.

It explodes outwards in searing hot bursts of steel, but Aeglin grabs you by the collar and drags you to the floor as a piece flies at your face, embedding in the wall behind you.

A few flaming rounds of ammunition roll past, balls the width of your thumb, just glad you're not on the receiving end of that. "Ee's done for." A voice calls out from behind you. "Got all stuck up in 'is chest."

You sigh in relief, leaning back against the firm wood of the table, as your legs go weak.

>Thank Aeglin
>Question the dwarf before he dies
>Check on Josie
>Just get rid of the dwarf, try and bring the customers back
>Write in

>>40298707
>Thank Aeglin
>Check on Josie
Send Aeglin out to fetch the guards to tell them what happened.

>>40298707
>Thank Aeglin
>Check on Josie
>Question the dwarf before he dies

>>40298707
>Thank Aeglin
>Check on Josie

Anything we could question the dwarf about, Josie probably already knows, and will either tell us herself or be mad about us asking the dwarf about.

>>40298707
>Thank Aeglin
>Question the dwarf before he dies

>>40298720
This don't need to be all suspicious

You nudge the elf next to you, "Thanks for the save." You pant, your breath short, despite the lack of activity.

She shrugs, "Not a problem. If you bite it, I lose me jobs."

You struggle to pull yourself to your feet, legs still shaky, you lean against the table, looking at the dwarf, several metal fragments embedded in his chest and legs. He'll be dead in minutes. "Good riddance. Aeglin, get the guards."

She nods and hurries off, as you carefully walk over to the bar, legs threatening to collapse out from under you every few seconds, but slowly getting their (relative) strength back.

You check around the back of the bar, finding Josie laying on the floor, bleeding from the temple, eyes shut. Shit.

You kneel down next to her, shaking her awake. "Josie!" You hiss, before slapping her across the face.

She blinks herself awake, scratching at her head, smearing blood down her face. You check the wound, but it seems very shallow, simply bleeding so much due to its nature as a head wound.

"Wh.... what happened?" Josie asks, staring up at the chunk of metal embedded in the cask Josie had stood in front of; must have just winged her as she ducked.

>Just get some rest
>Who was that dwarf?
>I dealt with it, sounds like you owe me.
>Write in

>>40298831
>Just get some rest

>>40298831
>>Just get some rest

>>40298831
>I fuckin' saved yer sorry ass, is what happened.
>Now get some rest.

>>40298831
>Some heavily armed dwarf got in, I prevented most of the damage, I think?
>We seriously need some better security. I gonna go rest a bit.

You check her eyes for concussion, but she seems fine, "Just get some rest, I'll tell you later."

She doesn't need telling twice, her head hitting the floorboards with a loud thump as her eyes close, as you stash your pebbles and gold under the bar for now, stepping around to the now dead dwarf, laying in a pool of his own blood, the girly elf man; Hael, standing over him.

"How did he get in here?" You demand.

Hael glances up, "Don't ask me, Bill was on the door." He shrugs, "And he's gone and legged it, the fucking pussy." About half of the 'guards' Josie had hired had fled with him, the rest only now emerging from behind their own improvised cover.

You ball a fist, kicking at the dwarfs corpse, grunting in pain as your foot bounces off the hardened leather under his coat.

Aeglin arrives with a troop of guards in tow, and you quickly tell them that the dwarf was

>a mercenary, after Josie
>A slaver, most likely
>Some drunk, crazy really.

>>40298955
>a mercenary, after Josie

>>40298955
>a mercenary, after Josie
He goddamned pointed a goddamn cannon at her goddamn face.

>>40298955
>a mercenary, after Josie
Tell the ones who ran to get their sorry asses out of here, they're all fired.

>>40298955
>>a mercenary, after Josie
Seeing as how Josie didn't recognize him he was probably just a bounty hunter hired to bring back slaves.

>>40298955
>a mercenary, after Josie
Also Fire the cowards, and reduce pay of fuckers that did nothing. We need to train the guards to actually guard.

"He was some sort of mercenary, after Josie by the looks of it. Stuck a damn cannon in her face." The guards nod, a lupine woman hauling the corpse up over her shoulder, the group promising to 'keep an ear out' for more trouble.

You glance around the remaining guards of the bar, only four of them left, including Hael. "Tell the cowards who ran not to show their faces around here again." You instruct them, "And be careful, or you'll be receiving a cut in pay as well."

The remainder grumble apologies, as a few of the serving girls creep back in, starting to right tables, cleaning up spilled food, drink, and blood.

You're about to start lecturing them more, when the church girl walks in, looking weirdly out of place outside of her usual snowy white robe.

"Um, Mr Wizard, is something wrong?" She asks, "You look angry?"

You take a few deep breaths,

>No it's fine, you'll be working with Hael, as planned
>Tonight doesn't work for me
>Write in

>>40299120
>No it's fine, you'll be working with Hael, as planned

Should we have someone check on Josie while we work?

>>40299120
>>Tonight doesn't work for me
Clean Josie's wound a bit then carry her to bed.

>>40299120
>No it's fine, you'll be working with Hael, as planned

>>40299120
>No it's fine, you'll be working with Hael, as planned

>>40299120
>>No it's fine, you'll be working with Hael, as planned

Some fucker started waving canon around, and exploded. Needless to say, I am bit shaken up about it.

Clean wounds, and try to get some defenses up. Better wand, maybe some trowing knifes or sharpened stick spears.

Sharpened stick short, trow able spears sound good for guards. Cheap, and effective.

>>40299120
>No it's fine, you'll be working with Hael, as planned
We might be running a bit later than usual, but we will run

>>40299120
>>No it's fine, you'll be working with Hael, as planned
Get Josie to bed and clean her wounds first though.

You shake your head, "No, no! Everything's fine, one of your co-stars has.... been removed, but you'll still be working with Mr Hael here."

The effeminate looking elf winks at her, taking her hand and placing a kiss on the back, "A pleasure, my dear."

You just roll your eyes, fucking elves. You tell them to wait briefly, as you walk around behind the bar, bending to scoop Josie up, falling flat on your arse as you fail to lift her a few times, before finally getting her up.

You ask a serving girl where Josie's bedroom is, and you're directed to a spacious room on the first floor, lit only by a single candle. You lay her down and use the jug of water to clean her wound out, some bandages left behind on her bench, presumably for her wrist, serve to bind her head, wrapping them under her dark hair.

She blinks hersef awake, as you tie them off in a knot. She squints through the dim light at you. "Alright handsome, pants off." She says, smile gleaming in the twilight.

You roll your eyes slowly.

>"Not on your life"
>Just walk out, she's still out of it.
>Write in

>>40299313
Sorry, I gotta go and work, and you need some rest. Take it easy for a while.

>>40299313
"Sorry i have a rule about getting into bed with someone with head trauma while sober."

Since we are a clone of our dad do we have a belly button?

>>40299337
Agreed. Maybe after the recording, i can tend to your wounds or change your bandages.

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>>40299313
Sorry dear, I've got money to make.

>>40299313

Not right now. Working.

Maybe after. But I'm working.

You shake your head, "Sorry I've got things to do and you have rest to catch up on."

Josie blinks in confusion for a second, before squinting harder, "Oh! It's you, alright then, never mind then."

You ignore whatever that comment means, stepping back into the hallway. With Josie unconscious and Aeglin to sore too work in the bedroom tonight, you tell her that she's to oversee the guards downstairs, and to make sure that the customers all pay up.

You head towards your room/studio, finding Hael and Ramona, who is nervously throwing glances at Faijiela. Oh yeah, Josie had told the elf girl that she was to work with you tonight as well, but the red headed girl just seems confused with Ramona's reactions.

At least they're all still dressed. You fetch the orb, thinking.

>Tell Faijiela to man the bar instead
>Write in

>>40299502
Close the bar for the time being. Aeglin mans the cash register

>>40299502
>Tell Faijiela to man the bar instead
Just stick with Hael and Ramona for now. Got to ease her into the other stuff.

>>40299502
>Tell Faijiela to man the bar instead
But ask if she'd want to be part of tomorrow's recording instead.

>>40299502
>Tell Faijiela to man the bar instead, and that her co star is injured, so its postponed.

Also put one of the guards on lookout for the priest, to keep him out. He probably gonna barge in mid scene otherwise.

>>40299599
Aeglin should be more than capable at keeping the priest out of it.

>>40299605
Well okay, but if he busts in butt naked, and strikes us down with his "holy road", it's on you.

You snap your fingers too Faijiela, "Sorry, could you.... man the bar tonight? Josie's been injured, and she didn't seem to trust most of the other girls."

The elf glances at the other two in the room for a moment, eyes wistful, before nodding "Right."

"Come back tomorrow night and I'l have work for you, I promise." You tell her, ushering her out, the church girl relaxing slightly as the other woman leaves, ceasing her hand wringing.

"Right." Hael declares, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, "The dear girl says that this will be her first (real) experience, are we doing anything special then?"

She blushes as the effeminate elf winks at her, coughing to clear her throat, "I- ummm- that is to say... it goes against my teaching, but I don't believe it would be wise if I were to beget child from this."

Her words are roundabout, and the elf glances at you, eyebrows raised quizzically. "It means she doesn't want to get pregnant." You sigh. Fucking hick town.

>Just finish on her stomach then
>Write in

>>40299727
>Just finish on her stomach then
Or back.

>>40299727
"Try to be gentle and careing, will go for a sort of emotional style. Do you think he could finish in your mouth, Ramona?"

>>40299727
>Anal, and oil them both up all over.
Also take the time, and be gentle.

>>40299758
Really, anal is a terrible idea. She's not experienced.

>>40299783
Yeah, don't start out with anal. That's for when other things start being stale.

Clearing it up

>Suck him off at the end
>On her stomach
>Up the butt

>>40299868
>>On her stomach
Oral should be the appetiser while anal should not be done with a beginner.

>>40299868
>Suck him off at the end

>>40299868
>On her stomach

>>40299868
>On her stomach

>>40299868
>>Up the butt

You wave him down, "Just finish on her stomach, he'll be fine."

They both nod, Hael slipping back into his 'suave' voice, "Well then my dear, shall we.... begin?"

You just roll your eyes and start the record, grateful that the orb doesn't record sound as well, his pointless prattling would probably only make it harder for customers to enjoy.

He helps Ramona strip out of her clothes, her breasts heavy and full, kicking his own pants down over his womanly hips, then getting her help in pulling his shirt off.

You're surprised, given his small frame, he's surprisingly well muscled, as Ramona nervously leans forward to kiss him, you step in closer, telling Hael to brush her hair out of her face as they kiss.

She seems to be enjoying it at least, her milky pale skin flushing, as he runs his hands over it, his cock hardening, as he pushes her slowly down onto the bed. "You know... I never thought I'd get paid to deflower a priestess." He chuckles to himself, as he presses himself against her slit.

Both you and he ask if she's sure if she's 100% committed, before Hael plunges into her, his work bronzed skin stark against her white, goosepimpled flesh.

She gasps as he gently thrusts into her, scrunching her face up in pain, before she notices you stepping in too record her face, trying to mask it with a face of pleasure, slowly becoming more genuine.

Hael just grins at you, "This is the best job I've ever had!" He laughs, taking one hand from her hips and slapping it to your shoulder, before you shrug it off, moving to record their meeting point, his thrusting in and out of her, before he leans down to kiss her again, his full, red lips meeting soft pink ones.

"Feyin BLESS!" Ramona cries out, clawing the elf's back, arching her back up into him, quickly devolving into a mindless series of religious babble, as she orgasms around the girlish elf.

(cont)

The elf takes that as his cue, pulling himself free of her now sopping womanhood, he furiously jerks himself over her soft, newly desecrated body. "FuCK!" He groans, hips spasming into the air, as he sprays his seed all along her stomach and breasts, before collapsing forward into his own slime, licking the girl's neck, tracing his fingers through his own cum and placing them into her mouth.

She sucks them, nodding appreciatively at the taste, as they lie there in their own fluids, devolving into a laughing mess in their post coital ecstasy.

"Wizard man, you're a genius, I could do this everyday the rest of my life." The elf tells you, licking Ramona's neck, earning a delighted giggle in return.

>Start transferring the scene now
>Wait for those kids to bring you more pebbles, until then... (Write in)

>>40300124
How many blank pebbles do we have left?

>>40300124
>>Start transferring the scene now
Don't lose the shot.

>>40300124
>>Wait for those kids to bring you more pebbles, until then... (Write in)

Get some weapons, sharp sticks for spear shafts, and look for better wand materials. Walk to a nearby forest, carpenter, lumber mill, foresters hut, or whatever else.

>>40300150
38, its in the pastebin

>>40300157
it wont disappear for at least 24 hours

>>40300124
>Start transferring the scene now

>>40300124
>Wait for those kids to bring you more pebbles, until then... (Write in)
Check out how Josie is doing

well, just for the sake of clarity

>Start now
>Prep some weapons
>Check on Josie

>>40300339
>>Check on Josie
First thing in the morning get pebbles and record what we got.

>>40300339
>Check on Josie

>>40300339
>>Prep some weapons

>>40300339
>Check on Josie

>>40300339
>Start now

That done you leave them to their work, stashing the orb when they aren't looking. You should get a safe installed at some point, or at least see if Josie has somewhere secure for it.

Speaking of which, you head back to the bar owners room, finding her awake now, nursing a mug of something that doesn't smell like water, resting against her headboard.

"Evenin'." She grunts, tapping her head, "Still bleedin' like a bastard, BUT, with it makes gettin' drunk a hell've a lot easier." She smirks and raises her mug to you, "Cheers." She toasts, clinking it against your hand, before drinking deeply.

"Is that a good idea?" You ask

She takes a moment to finish her long drink, before shrugging, "It'll be fine." She sets the mug down, only a third left of whatever it is. "So, what ya want?" She asks, sitting up and crossing her legs.

>To know what that dwarf was about
>Well, you did make me an offer earlier...
>We need more guards
>Write in

>>40300619
"To see if you're alright and what the fuck happened earlier"

>>40300619
We need to train our guards. They fucking suck. Also to see if you are ok. The wound seemed pretty bad. See if we can put some spiderwebs on it to stop the bleeding, or something (whatever is local medicine we know about, burning, sewing, pouring herbs in it and stuff)

>>40300630
Yep

>>40300619
>To know what that dwarf was about
>We need more guards

"I was checking up on you, seeing if you were alright?" You pull a chair up by her bed.

She shrugs with an easy smile, "Yeahhhh, M'alright. Just a scrape that put me in a little bit of a tizzy is all." She pats the bandage on her head, "Whoever did me head up deserves a thanks though."

You elect not to tell her you did it for now, "Right. Mind telling me what the fuck all that was about then?"

Josie rolls her tongue around her mouth, "Not really, but we are business partners I guess, so it can't really be helped." She picks her mug up and downs the rest of it quickly. "I used to be a slave, specifically I was part of the harem of a dwarf lord, to the south east, as nasty a bastard as they come, goes by the name of Nazzir Sulfos. He kept us all chained up to his bed posts at the ankle and let his men use us when morale was low... Needless to say, I took issue with that job."

"How the hells did you escape then?" You ask, intrigued.

Josie shrugs, a melancholy look in her eye, her local accent slipping into something more exotic as she talks, "I choked another girl to death in her sleep- Serathine, when they came to take her body away, I did the same to the guard and took his keys." She gestures around at the walls, "And I stopped by his treasury before I left. Everything you see here was built on what I took from the bastard."

"So now he's sending people to bring you back?"

She taps her nose, "Ah, but you're a clever one. Nazzir will most likely make an example of me if I'm brought back. Give me to the dogs more than likely. And I don't mean as food."

Sounds like a lovely man.

>We'l need to hire more guards then
>Write in

>>40300940
>We'll need to hire more guards then
"Good ones this time, even if it cuts a bit harder into profits."

>>40300940
We need to train our guards then.
The quality of local guys is too shit, to consider quantity over quality approach.

Also we need to arm them, and ourselves.

>>40300940
>We'll need to hire more guards then

>>40300940
>We'l need to hire BETTER guards then

>>40300940
>We'l need to hire more guards then
Better ones too, half the last set bolted like scared hounds. Can't count on me to set every merc's cannon to self destruct.

You plant your hands on your knees, "Well then, we'll need to hire better guards and more guards at that. Even if it does eat into our profits, I'd rather be poorer than dead."

Josie nods, "I'll see what I can do about it, tomorrow. Maybe get some adventurers in on it as well, some former guards and stuff."

You nod, "Sounds like a plan then."

Josie stretches back out across her bed, "Did Hael perform to satisfaction then?" She asks, rubbing her unwounded temple.

"He did fine, made sure Ramona didn't freak out and try to quit. At the very least I appreciate that." You tell her.

She nods a few times, "Well, we should probably kick the girl out as soon as possible. The less time she spends in my bar, the less chance we have that the bishops finds out about my den of sin."

She has a point, you turn to head for the door.

"Oh, and Reece?" You turn back, "Thanks for patching me up." She says, slipping her local accent on like a jacket. "Hells, now that I'm off me work for a few days, maybe I can be in one of yer little shows, eh?" She rolls onto her stomach, curling her legs up and shaking her hair to look bedridden, "I reck'n I can rake in gold a plenny." She sighs breathily.

>Not until your healed.
>Sounds like a plan.
>No, I'll find other girls, you don't want your face out there.
>Write in

>>40301302
>Not until your healed.
>Also may not be the best idea with that dwarvish asshole after you, it'd make you a lot easier to find.

>>40300940

Is there anything that we can do that might get him to leave you alone and us in one piece?

>>40301302
>Sounds like a plan.

>>40301302
I'll second this:>>40301319

>>40301319
This.

You pause with your hand on the door, "Not until your healed at the very least. Besides.... I don't think it's the best idea, with that dwarvish arsehole after you. It'd make you easier to find."

Josie furrows her brow, "We'll see." Is all she says crytically, "Besides, it's not like you're selling these outside of town."

"Yet." You mutter, "Besides, who knows what happens, once they leave my hands, they could end up half the world away before they get used."

Josie rolls her eyes, "Way to spoil all my fun." She sighs, "I try to make money on my back for once, and I get shut down." She presses her fingers to her wound gingerly, "Well, I think I'll be off me feet for at least..... three days? My door will be open if reconsider, along with me legs."

With that, you exit, heading back to your suite, you once again find Ramona and Hael rutting, Ramona seems to be enjoying herself even more than last time, until you step inside.

"Oh! Mr Wizard, fornication is fantastic, I can see why everyone always does it now!" She gasps, as the elf strokes her extended, hot pink clitoris.

You just sigh, "Animals." Unfortunately, you can't record this the orb's memory won't be able to record anything for at least a few more hours.

>Both of you, out!
>Write in

>>40301651
>Both of you, out!
Right, I still need to sleep and you're in my bed. Sides, don't you people have homes to go to.

>>40301651
>Both of you, out!

>>40301651
>It's about time to pack up for today so finish quickly. You're welcome back any time Ramona.

>>40301722
This. Be polite. They are your workers, no point in being rude to them.

>>40301651
I'll support this: >>40301722

You force yourself to be polite, "Look, it's about time to pack up for today, so finish quickly. You're welcome back any time Ramona."

She nods enthusiastically, humping against her girlish elf partner, grunting and heaving against each other, before you hear them both cum together. You just head downstairs in the meantime, fetching your gold and pebbles, from where you left them under the counter, a heavily beer stained Faijiela waving to you, as she pours out an ale.

At the door, Aeglin drums her fingers on her mace, one eye on the door, while she tries to talk up some lupine woman.

The smoky air hangs heavy, as Ramona, looking hastily dressed, slips out towards the door. Aeglin tells you that normal closing time was half an hour ago.

>Close up
>Stay open, start selling the pebbles you do have

>>40301965
>Close up

>>40301965
>Close up

>>40301965
>Close up

>>40301965
Wait for the darned kids, and start making pebbles you have. Where are they?

You clap your hands overhead, trying to get the attention of everyone in the bar and failing. "Everyone? We're closing!"

You scowl, until Aeglin shouts from the door, "HOI! SHITHEADS, WE'RE CLOSED!"

The customers all stand and leave, laughing among each other, as Aeglin sends the lupine on the road with a scratch underneath her jaw, then a pat on the wolfs arse.

"Did'na even have to bash any skulls in." The elf tells you, taking a seat at the table, "Did they give you any trouble?" She asks the temporary barmaid.

Faijiela blushes, "Ummm, a few people... squeezed me a little, but nothing serious. Josie lets it happen all the time."

You grunt, looking over the four of the remaining guard Josie hired. The pretty boy elf, two ugly looking orcs and silverhaired, aging lupine. Fantastic.

"Men, I want you all to go find some wood and fashion spears." You instruct. Hael shrugs, "Why does Aeglin get armour, and all that, but we have to make our own spears?"

>Because she's MY bodyguard, you make do
>Josie and I will buy you some, in time
>Acquiring weapons comes out of your pocket

>>40302441
>>Josie and I will buy you some, in time
But to do that we need money, and today we made next to none because of that interruption, which I had to deal with personally. Which if memory serves I'm not supposed to do.

>>40302441
>Because she's MY bodyguard, you make do
>Josie and I will buy you some, in time

>>40302441
"Because when she was unarmed she fended a troll off of me, while you boys wouldn't even tackle a dwarf"

>>40302441
>Because she's MY bodyguard, you make do
>Josie and I will buy you some, in time

>>40302441

This is better >>40302522
Deleting my old vote

>>40302441
>>Josie and I will buy you some, in time
You are in test period, like the guys who ran away. I am not rich enough to give out free weapons.
Well you can fight unarmed, if you really want to, or buy weapon yourselves.

>>40302441
>>Because she's MY bodyguard, you make do

You shake your head, "She's my bodyguard. She gets them because she fought off a troll for me, while unarmed, while you boys were too scared to tackle a dwarf."

The lupine raises a hand, "To be fair, sir, he had a gun, and we're all bare handed. At least with your fire, you didn't have to run at him."

You ignore his protests. "IF you can prove yourselves, Josie and I may buy you weapons, when you can afford it. Right now, you four are trying to prove why we should pay you, so you will procure your own weapons, unless you feel like fighting empty handed, that is."

The shorter orc raises a hand. "Uhhhh, wouldn't spears be a bad weapon to be usin' in doors?"

You sigh and roll your eyes, "They would be, but from now on, you'll all be taking turns guarding OUTside the door, understood?"

There's some grumbling, but they end up agreeing. "Good, now you're dismissed for the night, come back with some proper weapons tomorrow."

They all shuffle out, and you deadbolt the door behind them. Faijiela says that nobody's renting a room tonight at least, leaving no reason to keep the door open.

You tromp upstairs, both elves in tow now that the kitchen girls have all taken off for the night, having taken up Josie's slack on the bread apparently.

Faijiela bids you both a good night, continuing on, up to her own bedroom, as Aeglin shoves the door to your shared room open.

"I got the bed. "She declares, shucking her clothes and armour off.

>No, you had it last night.
>Whatever, let her have it
>Write in

>>40302891
>No, you had it last night.

>>40302891
>No, you had it last night.

>>40302891
>No, you had it last night.

>>40302891
>No, you had it last night.

>>40302891
>Whatever, let her have it

We should make some sort of flash grenade(magic), and make couple of booby traps. Maybe some advanced warning thing too. Nothing lethal, but something that gives us time to pull off stuff.

>>40302891
>>No, you had it last night.

>>40302891
>>No, you had it last night.

You shove her away from it, "No, you had it last night. I want to enjoy it while it's still mostly clean."

She raises her brows at that, "Still clean? You watched girly elf boy deflower a fertility nun on it, you don't get to talk about clean." She snickers.

"All the same, you still hogged it to yourself last night, it's my turn." You counter.

She juts her lower jaw out for a second, staring at the bed, before leaping on it, patting the free half still left for you, "Fine, we c'n share it then if you're gonna be such a bleedin' sourpuss." She's getting her naked all over it.

>Turf her out, take a stand
>Whatever, just go to sleep
>Write in

>>40303236
>Whatever, just go to sleep

>>40303236
>>Whatever, just go to sleep
Keep the orb safe tho. Also have her keep her weapons at hands length.

>>40303236
>Whatever, just go to sleep

>>40303236
>Whatever, just go to sleep

>>40303236
>Whatever, just go to sleep

>>40303236
>>Whatever, just go to sleep

You just ignore her, rolling into your half of the bed, you pull the blankets tight over you, stowing the money and pebbles under the mattress. If anyone robs you, they'd have to wake you first at least.

Aeglin for her part curls up, her back pressing against yours in her sleep, until you shift away from her.

In the morning, you have a whole new problem to deal with, a rather pissed off orc mother nearly knocking the inn door down. You dash downstairs, Aeglin on your heals, clipping her mace on, just in case.

You open the door to have a heavy sack dropped on your foot, pebbles spilling out on the floor. Yelping in pain, you jump backwards, out of the doorway, the orc woman barging into the space you vacated, pulling her child by the wrist, the one you payed to collect pebbles.

"What's this about you trying to get me daughter involved in your filth, SICKO?" She bellows, spittle landing on your face. "It's not enough that her father's farked off, now you're trying to turn her into some.... some.... sexual deviant! I've heard all about you."

You note the necklace around her green neck. An amulet of Feyin. Joy.

>Write in

>>40303707
All she was doing was collecting rocks. I'm not a pedophile and I would kill the man who tired to make a child do things like that. All she was doing was collecting rocks. No more no less. I am sorry if offering her some gold for some simple rock collecting offends you.

>>40303707
this.

Fucking unreliable child labor.

>>40303707
Sure, this >>40303752

>>40303707

And she did her job, selling me a sack of pebbles. Kid, I'll give you your gold when that one isn't there to take it away from you.

You try to clear your throat, as Aeglin slowly unclips her mace behind the pissed off mother, until you shake your head. "Look: All she was doing was collecting rocks. I am in no way a paedophile, and I would kill any man who tried to make a child do things like that. I repeat, ALL she was doing was collecting rocks. Nothing more nothing less." You gulp, "I'm sorry if paying her some gold for collecting rocks has offended you."

The woman snarls, literally snarls at that, before tossing you to the floor and stomping out. Her daughter, grubby handed and dirty haired stays, glancing at the bag quickly. "I broughchoo 500 pebbles." She informs you, dragging the pouch over, before holding her dirty hand out. "Money now!"

You take a moment to think. She never did say that she can't work for you. All it is, is a kid selling you a bag of rocks.

>This is a once only thing, got it?
>You wanna keep working for me, without your mother knowing?
>Write in

>>40304105
>>You wanna keep working for me, without your mother knowing?
>Also pay her.

>>40304105
Count the rocks, and inspect for scam. Then pay.

Don't hide her work from mother. She is not doing anything wrong.

>>40304105
>Write in

Any ideas on how to get your mother to ease up a bit?

>>40304105
>>You wanna keep working for me, without your mother knowing?

>>40304105
>Unless your mom says it's ok, this is a once only thing, got it?

You send Aeglin to fetch your gold as you ease yourself upright. You bruised your elbow on the way down, but nothing permanent at least.

The orc girl watches your movements closely. "You want to keep working for me then?" You ask.

She shrugs, "I like having gold." Typical kid.

"Are you at least going to be sharing it with those two halfling boys you dragged into it?" You ask. She shrugs non committally. Right. "Well, listen, if you want this to continue, just don't talk about it to your mother, alright?"

She nods quickly, as you shove your hand into the sack, making sure she hasn't stuffed it with sawdust. All fine, rock all the way through.
Aeglin tosses the gold to you, and you count five piece out, handing them to the girl. \

"Thanks mister." She grins, pocketing them and heading for the door.

Well, it could have gone worse at least. With Aeglins help, you heft the sack of pebbles back up to the room, setting them down on the workbench.

Gods, that's a lot of pebbles..... This is going to take a while....

>End of thread 5

>>40304469
Thanks for running Chuckles!

>>40304469
Thanks for running man.
Calling it now: That fucking Orc mother is so going to cronie up with the priest next session.

>>40304469

Thanks for the session, Chuckles. Get some sleep.

>>40304588

The only thing worse than an angry soccer mom is an angry orc mom.

>>40304469
Thanks Chuckles.