Fantasy The Hunter’s Inn || Monster Hunting RP [OPEN]

[nathanKmcwilliams]

Firelie
Morgana turned to the white robed witch, her neck craning just a little further than it should have, opposite her shoulders.
"Hi...don't mind if I do!" She tucked the jar of eyes under one arm, and moved towards the stool. As she approached the witch, her eyes fixated on the wisps of shadowy mist. "I'm Morgana. Are you cursed? Is that a spell? Or are you leaking vital energies?" She asked hurriedly, her barrage of questions rattling off as she sat.

 

[Genii]

Barry gave the shifty looking Tigren a suspicious look before taking the golden coin. The drinks at the Inn didn’t cost that much, but the Dwarf never seemed to give anyone change. He picked up a jug from a shelf behind him and poured the big cat some milk.

Callan unashamedly stared at the stripy stranger until something Godefroi said caught his attention. “Ey?” Baby sitting…? He looked at Lithe with the hankie still shoved up her nose. “…. ooh no. Yer not dumpin’ them on me. Oi! Goldie! Where yer goin’?” He called after the Hunter as she walked away. “… fer f*ck sake…”

When Alice offered him a drink to help with her luggage, he saw that as his chance to escape too. “Deal.” He said, without an ounce of enthusiasm. “Out front was it?”

The Siren got off his stool, a little unsteady on his feet after binge drinking. “Nobody touch my sh*t.” He warned, patting one of the decapitated hag heads that still bled out on the bar.

He may have done a double-take spotting Morgana. … somethin’ not right there.

Callan
Barry (npc)
Location: Guildhall (about to head outside)

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(( adropofdew- Callan does warm up to people if Lithe does need a mentor. ))

 

[nathanKmcwilliams]

Genii
Morgana's green human eye tracked Callan while her red Gorgon Eye twitched towards the bundle of hag heads. She wriggled her toes, scrunching them up while she sat. Ooh...hag brains are tasty, AND full of magical power. Thought Morgana.

 

[adropofdew-]

Lithe had gulped down the ale within seconds. As payment, or perhaps just a strange gift, she placed her bloodied handkerchief next to the empty cup. Her vision had cleared - mostly - from staring at the sun earlier. She blinked. Well, maybe not. It might have been the ale, but things began to… not make sense. When she spotted the decapitated heads, she swore one of them moved. Their mouths seemed to open, as if about to speak. Already feeling queasy about the amount of blood around them, Lithe took a deep breath. Then, she heard a garbled whisper of sorts. She looked between Alice and Morgana, and anyone else within earshot. “D-did anyone else hear that?” She turned back to one of the heads, poking it until it rolled to the floor with an audible plop.

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(great - I know the best way to get on his good side annoy the hell out of him first xD)

 

[nathanKmcwilliams]

adropofdew- Genii
"Hear what?" Morgana tilted her head towards Lithe. She stopped the rolling hag head with one foot, and kicked it back and forth with the other lazily. It made a steady rhythm across the floor, back and forth.

 

[adropofdew-]

Lithe sat there in silence for a moment; waiting to hear the whispers again. She huffed. "Well, I thought I had heard something about... the day of the dead is upon us. Or something." She watched Morgana play with the decapitated head, as if for sport. "Huh." Had the barkeep put something suspicious in her drink? She shook her head. Now she was getting paranoid. Without thinking, she grabbed one of the other heads and threw it at Morgana. "Catch!" she giggled. Clearly she was losing it.

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[nathanKmcwilliams]

adropofdew- Genii
"Whoop!" Morgana reached up to try and catch the head Lithe tossed her way, but fumbled it. The head bounced with several splats.
"Uh...m....m." She mumbled, one finger touching her lower lip. "Now the brains are scrambled. I wonder how that will effect..." She laughed suddenly, "oh. What am I saying?! That'll make any mixtures go so much faster!"

Morgana grinned at Lithe "I hope that guy doesn't mind us playing with his catch." She extended a gray skinned and mottled hand, "I'm Morgana."

 

[adropofdew-]

"Oh no!" Lithe gasped, hand over her mouth. There was so much blood on the floor and counter now, mostly due to the decapitated heads; but also her very own blood. The queasy feeling didn't go away, but she was still more intoxicated than scared. She looked at Morgana's mottled hand, then to her zombie-like face, as if looking at her for the first time. A chill ran down her spine, but she ignored it - giving her a weak smile. "A-ah, yes, nice to meet you. I'm Lithe." She shook her hand, a light emitting around Morgana's hand. It was much more difficult to control the light when she was inebriated, but all Morgana would feel is a little heat. "So," she started, relaxing a bit. "What kind of quests are you interested in?"

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[nathanKmcwilliams]

adropofdew-
Morgana looked down at the glow enveloping her hand. "Fascinating!" She exclaimed, poking at the flesh, while still shaking Lithe's hand. "I can actually  feel that!" She was visibly delighted by this discovery.
She let go of Lithe's hand and leaned on the table with her elbow. "I'm not even a member of the Guild yet Lithe...but I want to take some jobs with monsters I've never seen before...I need new ingredients."

 

[Firelie]

Alice Evergarden​

"Thank you! My bags are in the cart just outside and to the left. You can just bring them inside and I'll handle it from there." Alice called to Callan as he stumbled out. "Your drink awaits your return!" Alice turned her attention back to the two with her at the bar. "You know..." Alice started with a hum, sliding what was now Callan's drink to his spot. "I've seen Callan rearrange a mans face for touching his stuff before." Alice held out an arm, inspecting her hands. "Sorrowful sight, really. Man couldn't breath through the nose without snorting for weeks, thats how bad it was." That was a lie, of course, but scaring the newbies was great fun. In one fluid moment, Alice faded into the shadow of the bar, her form turning to a light mist. She reformed between the two newcomers. From the eyes of the unperceptive or distracted, the act happened fast enough to seem like teleporting, but one really paying attention could put the dots together on how the magic was done.

"I'm just kidding, of course. We have healers, so it wasn't for a week." Alice giggled at her own little joke. She didn't really think Callan would hurt any potential members over something so trivial, but the newcomers didn't know that. "Alice. Alice Evergarden." The witch extended a pale hand to Lithe, poking it out of the spectral smoke that obscured Alice's visage. "Are you alright, Miss Lithe? I can take you to the healers for a checkup if you want?"

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[Genii]

Callan grabbed his cloak and grumbled all the way to the exit, oblivious to any mischief going on concerning his hunting tokens - something he had to deliver to Hannah the healer later.

The Siren (or hunchback as he now appeared) located Alice’s cart and got to work dragging the luggage off it. He booted the inn’s doors open with a loud THUD as he came back inside. Callan wasn’t exactly careful with Alice’s belonging, and whatever wouldn’t fit on his person, he pushed and kicked along the floor with his foot.

The bang seemed to have caught The Guild Master’s attention, who stepped out of her office to see what all the commotion was about. The ageing half-orc had hoped for a quiet easy morning, considering the amount of quest parties that were out today.

Callan
Beryl (npc)
Location: Guildhall

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[nathanKmcwilliams]

Firelie Genii
Morgana turned to Alice, and then looked at Callan, then at the hag heads on the floor. "I can fix my face if need be. That's not a problem." She traced a particularly ugly seam of stitches that ran the length of her face. Magical power exerted through her will manifested as pink glowing stitches tightened the seam, which had slightly been agape.

She waved over at Beryl, noticing the office she came out of. "Are you the Guild Master?" She called.

 

[adropofdew-]

Lithe tilted her head, clearly oblivious. “Ingredients? Do you like to cook?” she asked, almost too innocently. Her cheeks were beginning to flush thanks to the drink, and her eyes fluttered to stay open. She had just woken up hours ago, and was eager to take on her first quest. Falling asleep again would be unfortunate, but, perhaps for the best to not fall asleep during a hunt. At Alice’s cautionary tale, Lithe couldn’t help but to also giggle. In this state, it was hard to take things seriously. When the witch extended her hand, Lithe smiled warmly. Everyone seemed so considerate at the guild, a stark contrast from the last place she’d traveled to. “Oh, I’ll be alright, thank you, Alice.” She leaned toward the witch. “Are you also new here?”

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[nathanKmcwilliams]

adropofdew-
"Not exactly cooking per se..." Morgana answered Lithe and grinned, "I use them for alchemical purposes. Though I don't mind snacking on them either."
She tapped her chin pensively as she tried to decide whether or not she should mention her goal of becoming a lich. People usually reacted poorly to that.

 

[Genii]

“Aye, that I am.” Beryl closed her door and made her way over to the bar. There were a couple of new faces (excluding the hags of course), and Alice who the Half-orc greeted with a smile and a nod. “Alice.”

“Are you here to sign up to the guild… or make a complaint?” Beryl asked Lithe and Morgana. The look she gave them both might make them choose option one, even if they were here to do the latter.

Callan unceremoniously dumped Alice’s belongings by her feet. “Yer welcome.” He grumbled, reclaiming his stool and knocking back the drink she’d left him. “Been a while since we’ve seen yer… What’d’yer get up to?” He asked the Witch.

Callan
Beryl
Location: Guildhall bar

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[nathanKmcwilliams]

Genii
Morgana's eyes kept darting to the hag heads and Callan while answering Beryl. If she could sweat, she probably would have been. "Sign up." Morgana produced the jar of eyeballs and proffered it to the orc woman. "Basilisk eyes. I don't have money, I hope these are valuable enough to get me in." She nodded at the sloshing eyes suspended in a dull green fluid.

 

[Genii]

“I see. Well, there’s no sign up fee… so you can hold onto those.“ Beryl said, concerning the eyeballs. “Catch the basilisks yourself, did you?” She quizzed out of curiosity.

“Stanford usually takes care of the Guild contracts, but he appears to be missing...” Off on a quest without informing her no doubt.

“Barry - fetch the ink and a couple of contracts would you.” She asked the Dwarf behind the bar. He went to do just that, and didn’t give Beryl any of his usual attitude.

Beryl & Barry (NPCs)
Location: Guildhall bar

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[adropofdew-]

At Beryl's arrival, Lithe jumped out of her stool in excitement. Following Morgana’s lead, she waved her hand in the air like a child. “Yes, sign up, sign up!” she sang. When she noticed Morgana offer something, Lithe paused. She would have liked to also offer something, but it didn’t seem like it was required. Regardless, Lithe reached into one of her pockets, presenting a crystal to Beryl. The crystal had a sun-like glow to it, reflecting brightly in Lithe’s eyes. “This is from my hometown. This crystal is said to have special healing properties. Essentially, you become happier just by carrying it around; think of it as a happy charm for the guild!” What she failed to mention was its more lucrative use, and the fact that it would fetch quite the price in the markets.

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[nathanKmcwilliams]

Genii
"Oh! Wonderful!" Morgana squealed. She held up the jar laughing wildly "these beautiful babies will go into a paralysis salve!"
After setting the jar on the table, she pulled out a crossbow and showed it to Beryl. "Yup. Nailed them right in the medulla oblongata while they were sleeping and down they went."

 

[Firelie]

Alice Evergarden​

The witch chuckled at LIthe's suggestion. "Can you not see my hunting prowess in my character? I am going on my third year here at this guild, Miss Lithe." Alice spoke with an air of playful sarcasm. "Ah, but there is the Guild Master, good luck with your application. You too, Morgana." Alice leaned out from behind the newbies to wave hello to Beryl. Alice wouldn't want to disturb the Guild Master while she was working, they would have time to catch up later.

"Oh, oh oh!" Alice gasped as Callan came in rudely manhandling her stuff. The girls form dissipated into smoke leaving the stool she once sat with nothing but fine grey mist to occupy it. Alice slunk out from the siren's shadow, catching an ornate house shape box he was just about to damage. "My, you brute! My darlings are not to be manhandled, Callan. They deserve better." Her words chastised the man, but her playful tone told another story. It was hard to tell if she was actually angry with him.

Alice slid narrowly past the man and back to her original seat. "No matter, though. I should have said something." She sat the case she had confiscated on the bar in front of her, undoing a clasp in the middle. She opened the box like a set of double doors, eyes glued to the contents as she reached in and fiddled with the contents. "I did lots of things while I was away. Mostly though I had to travel north to replenish the source." Alice pulled a crude cloth doll out of the box, brushing its straw hair carefully with a finger. "Of my magic, that is. Lots of meditation and the like, magic stuff. I'm sure you couldn't care less." Satisfied with the state of the doll, gingerly stuck it back in the box. "Nothing of interest, really. I'm sorry I don't have a grand tale to regale you." She closed the doors of the box and did the latch. She set the box on the ground at her feet and turned her full attention to Callan. "What of you? Anything interesting happen with you in my absence? I hope you haven't just been drinking cheap spirits and hunting beasts."

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[Genii]

Alice was right about the ‘magic stuff’, but it wasn’t that Callan didn’t care, it just went over his head. When he’d first joined the guild he took a disliking to any magic users, out of fear, but over time he’d come to tolerate it. Magic had its uses and not every monster could be felled by a blade (annoyingly).

The Siren frowned and looked away from the Witch as she guessed what he’d been up to in the past few weeks. “… keeps me out o’ trouble.” He grumbled.

“What’s the dolly for?” He asked as she tucked it back inside the peculiar box.

Callan
Location: Guildhall bar

Firelie

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Beryl raised a brow after Lithe’s excited chant. “I hope you realise what you’re signing up for.” Gods help her.

Barry joined them on the other side of the bar, dumping Stan (the bard’s) box of scrolls down onto a nearby table.

“A happiness charm?” The Half-orc took the stone to inspect it. “I can think of one or two Hunters here who could benefit from that.” She may have looked down at the grumpy Dwarf as she said that.

“Paralysis salve? You’re an alchemist I take it?” Beryl said to Morgana. “You’ll want to speak with Hannah down in the cellar - our resident healer.” The Half-orc had a feeling Morgana might be excited to see the shelves full of potions and weird ingredients down there.

Barry climbed onto a bench and began tugging out contract scrolls, quills and a pot of blood red ink.

Beryl & Barry
Location: Guildhall bar/sign up table

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[nathanKmcwilliams]

Genii
"Yup." Morgana nodded. She winced at the term, 'healer'. "Oh...you have a healer?" Morgana looked down at her corpselike appearance, "what I do could be considered the... antithesis of healing." She chuckled.

Morgana took a quill and dipped it in the ink. She looked for a moment as if she was going to try and taste the ink, but she managed to restrain herself in front of all these new people.

 

[Genii]

Not every Hunter who joined their ranks worked… traditionally. Some could even be classed as monsters and demons themselves. As long as the locals didn’t get wind of anything too nefarious, Beryl just turned a blind eye to it.

“… so long as it’s aimed at your hunting targets and nobody else.” The Half-orc warned. “We’ve got a reputation to uphold.”

Beryl
Location: Guildhall (signup table)

 

[nathanKmcwilliams]

Genii
Morgana reviewed the contract. At one point she pulled the gorgon eye out, and put it closer to inspect any fine print.
After several minutes of "mmhm. Okay. Hmmm. Hmmm...hmmm." Morgana signed a messy scrawl of a signature and pushed the contract towards Beryl. "I marked N for the resurrection... I will be the one to master resurrection of myself. That's the whole reason I'm here."

 

[FloofWhispers]

Barry gave the shifty looking Tigren a suspicious look before taking the golden coin. The drinks at the Inn didn’t cost that much, but the Dwarf never seemed to give anyone change. He picked up a jug from a shelf behind him and poured the big cat some milk.

Callan unashamedly stared at the stripy stranger until something Godefroi said caught his attention. “Ey?” Baby sitting…? He looked at Lithe with the hankie still shoved up her nose. “…. ooh no. Yer not dumpin’ them on me. Oi! Goldie! Where yer goin’?” He called after the Hunter as she walked away. “… fer f*ck sake…”

When Alice offered him a drink to help with her luggage, he saw that as his chance to escape too. “Deal.” He said, without an ounce of enthusiasm. “Out front was it?”

The Siren got off his stool, a little unsteady on his feet after binge drinking. “Nobody touch my sh*t.” He warned, patting one of the decapitated hag heads that still bled out on the bar.

He may have done a double-take spotting Morgana. … somethin’ not right there.

Callan
Barry (npc)
Location: Guildhall (about to head outside)

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(( adropofdew- Callan does warm up to people if Lithe does need a mentor. ))

X'NERUS

HP: 90% / 100%

The feline took his glass of milk and lapped at it, with a content hum. "Thank you bartender; this is delicious." And he gave the bartender a tip of two silver coins. Then, he came and stared at Argius' quest and seemed to find it somewhat interesting, but then turned his attention back to his drink.​