[Nexus] The Dancing Fox Inn II: Title, Title, Who's Got The Title?

[Mindfreak]

"Whatsh Nakush shaid." Songdancer speaks, landing on his plush, pony rump, eating a carrot via telekenises to prove he's not actually a threat.
He chomps on his carrot before speaking again.
"Because you had a fiddle I though you were here to take my job as a bard so I was going to tie you up with a rope with my telekenises and then throw you in the closet."
He takes his job very seriously.
And he just removed his alibi! Dangit Songdancer!

[Hattish Thing]

Im looking for a man named Rolando he has a prosthetic limb. He says.

[Mee]

Im looking for a man named Rolando he has a prosthetic limb. He says.

"No one I know."
Naku says, shaking her head.

((Also, it helps if you at least either use color, or use "" around what's being said.
It just helps people to read it.))

[ThirdEmperor]

"Whatsh Nakush shaid." Songdancer speaks, landing on his plush, pony rump, eating a carrot via telekenises to prove he's not actually a threat.
He chomps on his carrot before speaking again.
"Because you had a fiddle I though you were here to take my job as a bard so I was going to tie you up with a rope with my telekenises and then throw you in the closet."
He takes his job very seriously.
And he just removed his alibi! Dangit Songdancer!

Strahd leans out of the kitchen, a mixing bowl full of cake-batter in hand, giving Songdancer a glare. "Shtop shtealing my quirksh! I'm the eccentric artisht w-who's overly protective of hish job and shpeaksh w-with a lishp!"

[Hattish Thing]

He cut off me leg, he will die.

[Mee]

He cut off me leg, he will die.

"Well, he's not here. And I would appreciate it if you didn't threaten my staff."

Yeah. Naku doesn't look overly happy at the moment.

[LadyOfWar]

With the wisdom of a true warrior, instead of the impetuousness of a child with a blade, Lady Raennal keeps to the sidelines, waiting and watching the encounter between the bard and the pirate. She moves into position to defend the pony if it comes down to that, but it doesn’t, and she looks relieved.

The lady goes back toward the kitchen and finds the cook, Strahd, sticking his head out of the door.

“Hello, sir, I know you don’t usually take the orders, but since you’re here, may I request two very large breakfasts? Eggs, sausage, toast, the works?” She smiles with her request.

[Hattish Thing]

The man orders what she had and then takes his peg leg off and sits at a chair reading an odd peice of paper.

[The Alexandrian]

I'm fairly sure that someone out there could find a way to get plastered just off of inhaling Spec's breath at present.

Eventually, Spec will break off from the well-executed kiss. She blushes nervously and returns to her enthusiastic downing of alcoholic brews! She probably just now realized that they are in public.

Hopefully the bartender will cut her off soon. She has no tolerance for any of this stuff.

[Lady Serpentine]

And considering this is the Nexus, they've probably already figured it out, sold their plans to (or, more likely, had them stolen by) MagCorp, and devices for such can be bought from any MagMart. Though not tailored specifically to Spec's breath, of course - just generally to get drunk by breathing the breath of those that have already done.

Sorrow has no intention of cutting Spec off. If she wants to get drunk, that's her business. She might note, though, that her heavily-altered girlfriend is sipping her own drink, rather than geting drunk as fast as possible.

Trium smiles at Spec when she breaks off, and when the assassin returns to drinking, tries to slip an arm around her.

[Hattish Thing]

The bounty hunter leaves.

[ThirdEmperor]

((The slash through the post and the smiley at the end are generally used to indicate that it's a joke, and that it really didn't happen. It's not really a big deal in this case though.))

"Er, the w-worksh? T-t-two very large the w-worksh?" Strahd parrots, suddenly grinning a not altogether sane grin. His tone is one that might suggest he just won a lottery, a kind of enthusiastic surprise.

... It miiight not have been a good idea to order the works, but to late now, cause Strahd just ducked back into the kitchen. Mere fractions of a second later the sounds of cupboards being opened, emptied, slammed shut, pots rattling, stoves bursting to life and fat sizzling on a hot pan can all be heard, Strahd hitting top gear within moments.

[Hattish Thing]

A peircing scream fills the air.

[Mee]

A peircing scream fills the air.

Naku sighs, asks "Sorrow, Fear, keep an eye on the bar for a few.", then tries to find where the scream came from.

Though if it was from outside the inn, she'll just open the door and look. She's not actually going to leave the inn.

[Hattish Thing]

You stumble into a hall and see a dead body.

[Lady Serpentine]

The two nod, and will indeed cover the bar for her.

[Mee]

You stumble into a hall and see a dead body.

Inside the inn?
That seems more than a bit . . .
Odd.


Naku just looks at it, and blinks a few times.
Then tries to see how it was killed, and if they were anyone important.

[Chezmarine]

Ashtrek puts away the M-728 Molecular Fusion Cannon.

"Who Died? Can i Eat them?" She Asks. Wrath of Amaterasu is still drawn, Glistening.

[LadyOfWar]

"Er, the w-worksh? T-t-two very large the w-worksh?" Strahd parrots, suddenly grinning a not altogether sane grin. His tone is one that might suggest he just won a lottery, a kind of enthusiastic surprise.

... It miiight not have been a good idea to order the works, but to late now, cause Strahd just ducked back into the kitchen. Mere fractions of a second later the sounds of cupboards being opened, emptied, slammed shut, pots rattling, stoves bursting to life and fat sizzling on a hot pan can all be heard, Strahd hitting top gear within moments.

The Lady squints at the kitchen door, a look of concern nipping at the edges of her face… but she finally shakes her head a little and goes to find a table.

Her eyes are peeled for that elf that was muttering about dragons and gold.

Meanwhile outside Thein has finished watering, feeding and brushing the horses. The two equines positively shine as they peacefully much their oats in the stalls.

His work done, Thein strides back into the inn, head held high with pride. The short, lean fellow dressed in a hide jacket and simple, sturdy pants and boots smiles widely at Songdancer and waves to his pony friend.

[Mee]

The Lady squints at the kitchen door, a look of concern nipping at the edges of her face… but she finally shakes her head a little and goes to find a table.

Her eyes are peeled for that elf that was muttering about dragons and gold.

Oh, I'm really sorry. Life's been off, and I've been forgetting this one. >_<

The elf's at a table.

[The Bushranger]

Meanwhile, Eileen motions for Despair and Fear to rejoin her at the table, with the three orders of BBQ hydra heads.

[LadyOfWar]

((No need to apologize, Mee, I've been hiding my mentions of him in the middle of long posts, so it's easy to miss))

The Lady weaves between tables with the grace of doe in the woods. On the way Ashtrek's enormous weapon prompts her to look around for danger, and when she sees no threat the deadly thing gets a small squint of disapproval. Finally she arrives at the elf's table.

"Pardon me, sir." She says in a gracious tone with a smile that could melt snowcaps, "I could not help but hear you mention dragons the other night, and I am most interested in the beasts. Would you be willing to tell me what you know of them?"

[Mee]

((No need to apologize, Mee, I've been hiding my mentions of him in the middle of long posts, so it's easy to miss))

The Lady weaves between tables with the grace of doe in the woods. On the way Ashtrek's enormous weapon prompts her to look around for danger, and when she sees no threat the deadly thing gets a small squint of disapproval. Finally she arrives at the elf's table.

"Pardon me, sir." She says in a gracious tone with a smile that could melt snowcaps, "I could not help but hear you mention dragons the other night, and I am most interested in the beasts. Would you be willing to tell me what you know of them?"

((Nah, I should have been paying more attention.
Either way! S'goin' on now!
Yaaay!))

"Hmm? Oh, of course.
Well, what would you like to know?
The one dragon in particular, or as much as I know on all of them?"
He asks, smirking slightly.

[Chezmarine]

Ashtrek Accepts the glare of Disapproval and Sheaths her Blade.

"So, Do i Gets to Go Munchy?"

[Hattish Thing]

The man appears to have been poisoned, there is a vial next to him and you see a pistol.

[Chezmarine]

The man appears to have been poisoned, there is a vial next to him and you see a pistol.

Ashtrek kneels Down in front of the Body, and Noses it.

"Num?" She asks.

[LadyOfWar]

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"Hmm? Oh, of course.
Well, what would you like to know?
The one dragon in particular, or as much as I know on all of them?"
He asks, smirking slightly.

"I enjoy inductive logic, let us begin with the particular and move to the general." She says as she chooses a seat that gives her the best view of the room possible without crowding the elf. She must sweep her hair off to the side in order to sit down. The scruffy brown stuff is awfully long.

[Hattish Thing]

you see a broken crutch against the wall.

[Mee]

The man appears to have been poisoned, there is a vial next to him and you see a pistol.

Ashtrek Accepts the glare of Disapproval and Sheaths her Blade.

"So, Do i Gets to Go Munchy?"

"No, Ashtrek, you don't. Although if you were to take him out into the *place where bodies are taken*, and he just didn't come back, I'd never know.
But you can not eat him.
Nonono."

Naku says, sighing, and standing up.

This was her inn. And having dead people in it is making her promise that it's a safe place utterly false.

She . . .
Is not happy.



And off to the other lady!
"Well this dragon, is so HORRIBLY EVIL that . . .
That . . .
That you can just feeeel the evilness!"
Uh oh.
He looks crazy.

[Chezmarine]

"No, Ashtrek, you don't. Although if you were to take him out into the *place where bodies are taken*, and he just didn't come back, I'd never know.
But you can not eat him.
Nonono."

Naku says, sighing, and standing up.

This was her inn. And having dead people in it is making her promise that it's a safe place utterly false.

She . . .
Is not happy.

"Fine, No Munchy." She Growls.

Unless Stopped, Her Hand will Erupt into a Burst of Flame and She'll Incinerate the Corpse with Whitefire.