Sugar Hollow
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Roleplay posts: 25 
Registered: Mar 6, 2017 16:15:42 GMT -8
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Post by Sugar Hollow on Mar 10, 2017 23:00:22 GMT -8
Royal Fletcher? Ah yes, Grandma had met him previously. He had been the very timid vampire that wasn’t aware of his own abilities. She had actually tried to get him to realize what he was capable of, but the training hadn’t lasted that long. “I believe I’ve met the boy you speak of before. While I was in Isra I ran into him. White hair, rather thin, not very assertive. He seemed like a fine enough young man, though. Well, I shall be taking my leave now, I look forward to trying these cream puffs.” Without further ado, Grandma strolled out of the shop, her cane clicking as she made her way down the street towards where her carriage was now parked. Putting the two boxes of sweets in the carriage, Grandma decided to check out another shop, although she did note to herself that she should get going soon. After all, there were things to attend to in Isra. Grandma decided to head towards the tavern, which wasn’t particularly hard to locate given the size of the town. She didn’t make for a very imposing figure as she walked into it, making a beeline for the bar once inside. Waving down the bartender, she inquired into what drinks they served. Lucy's eyes widened. This kindly old lady had met her nephew? "What a coincidence! I'm sure he's a very nice young man nowadays. If you run into him again, be sure to tell him to come visit his Aunt Lucy in Sugar Hollow!" She waved as Grandma headed out of the shop, then returned to her baking. That had been interesting. When had she last heard news about that boy? The Fletcher family hadn't sent her anything at all, so she hadn't heard a whisper about him since he was sent away to live with his grandmother, sixteen or so years ago. Grandma walked into the tavern, largely unnoticed by the patrons. However, a tall, dark-haired woman with earrings shaped like cherries and an unreasonably tight corset spotted her and walked down the bar to her. "Hello there, ma'am! Welcome to Marzi's Tavern. I'm Marzi. It's short for Marzipan. What can I do for you? We have tea, ale, and cherry liquor. The liquor is very strong, and it's made right here in town. It's awfully sweet, but puts even the biggest of men down quick." At this, a patron at the end of the bar piped up. "Kind of like you, Marzi! Don't you think?" The other customers laughed, and Marzi did her best to hide a chuckle. "So, ma'am...what can I get for you?" |
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Appopo Popolimpapo
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Roleplay posts: 34
Physical Description: 1.86 meters tall and onyx black skin. Appopo is a tall Imp.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes are in avatar picture. Uses the "Polotimpimpapimpopo Wand". This wand is full of dark magic and commanded by voice spells.
Registered: Feb 26, 2017 15:18:53 GMT -8
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Post by Appopo Popolimpapo on Mar 11, 2017 12:48:47 GMT -8
What was minutes outside of the keep was hours within the keep. When Appopo finally woke, he stretched and let out a meowish yawn. Sniffing at the air when he woke, his stretch stopped with his arms spread out wide and he blinked. Barrels of rock candy were everywhere, but from where? He pondered the idea that the town had a secret candy stash, but that idea passed quickly as he jumped and basically appeared next to the barrels. No movement was seen as he started back and forth between each barrel. He turned to Popimpin with wide eyes and started shaking like a crackhead with two handfuls of rock candy.
"Poooooooo!" He exclaimed as he held his handfuls of candy to his face, his eyes sparkling like diamonds a big drop of drool hanging from the corner of his facial cloths.
First he'd throw the handfuls in the air like confetti before he grabbed a barrel and lifted it above his head, pouring the candy all over him and sitting in the pile. For the time being, he made candy angels and smacked on it.
"Popimpin!" He spoke, using his wand to pour a barrel of the candy on his new friend, "It's sooooo gooood! Try it!" By this point, the puff was hidden beneath a mound of rock candy.
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Sugar Hollow
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Roleplay posts: 25
Registered: Mar 6, 2017 16:15:42 GMT -8
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Post by Sugar Hollow on Mar 11, 2017 13:02:25 GMT -8
Popimpin let out a concerned squeak as he was buried under a massive mound of rock candy. Once he'd managed to dig himself out, he dusted himself off and looked around at all the sugary goodness around him. He opened his mouth, stretching far wider than would seem reasonable, and swallowed an entire pile of rock candy at once. If Appopo looked closely, he would spot rows and rows of razor-sharp teeth inside his mouth. However, once he swallowed the candy, Popimpin shrank back to normal size and the mouth vanished.
Squeak squeak
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Registered: Nov 23, 2024 4:36:15 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2017 16:59:37 GMT -8
@sione and Xin would have no problem finding Old Man Jenkins. His farm sat on the outskirts of town, surrounded by corn fields. The farmhouse was fairly easy to find as well, and Xin and Sione would see the old man himself sitting on his porch in a rocking chair, smoking a pipe. A large crossbow sat beside the rocking chair, loaded and ready. As the pair approached, he raised the crossbow and fired into the field. There was a sharp squeak as the bolt hit a field rat, and he let out a satisfied puff of smoke. He reloaded, put the crossbow down, and turned to Xin and Sione. "How can I help you two? If you're looking for the cherry fields, you made a wrong turn."
"No. We have met no wizard kobolds, and unless your kobold family is in the practice of trying to attack hapless travelers, we haven't seen your family. My condolences for your loss." |
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Wah Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 2
Clothes and Equipment: Day Gown, Headdress, black socks, Polotimpimpapimpopo Wand (A memento of his dead friend Appopo)
Allegiances: Doobie Family
Registered: Jan 18, 2017 18:06:21 GMT -8
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Post by Wah Doobie on Mar 11, 2017 21:55:12 GMT -8
"Aw. Sorry to bother, what about you mister? Do you know where I could find other Kobolds? Anything would be helpful, any Kobolds." Wah asked the old man now. He didn't want to take too much time from these tall ones. He hoped he could find anyone who could give him a lead.
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Appopo Popolimpapo
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Roleplay posts: 34
Physical Description: 1.86 meters tall and onyx black skin. Appopo is a tall Imp.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes are in avatar picture. Uses the "Polotimpimpapimpopo Wand". This wand is full of dark magic and commanded by voice spells.
Registered: Feb 26, 2017 15:18:53 GMT -8
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Post by Appopo Popolimpapo on Mar 12, 2017 18:11:45 GMT -8
"Ih, you're good!" Appopo spoke after giggling at Pompimpin and his consumption of the candy.
"The rest is master destructions. I'll show you where it goes when we get back. We need to find Wah."
Appopo kneeled down and stuck his hand out so he could set Popimpin on the brim of his hat. Wand in hand, Appopo left his keep and took off down the street to see if he could find Wah. In the air he saw Nimpapa and Nimpopo floating still. With a whistle, Nimpopo picked up Appopo and then went back to the sky to watch Wah.
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Xin
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Roleplay posts: 85
Registered: Mar 6, 2016 17:02:28 GMT -8
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Post by Xin on Mar 12, 2017 20:00:37 GMT -8
( Wah Doobie Sugar Hollow ) Xin followed Sione until they arrived at the small farm where Old Man Jenkins could be found sitting upon his porch on a rocking chair. <i>That was easy enough.</i> He allowed Sione the primary introduction as they announced that they were looking for a horse. When another voice caught him by surprise. One belong to a Kobold asking if they knew where a Wizard could be found , slowly he shook his head before lifting a single hand. Inedex extending as he lightly tapped against the porcelain surface of a mask. Tink, as if in thought nail lightly struck the glass surface.
“We saw some back on the road.” He indicated towards the direction they had come from earlier. “Perhaps they would be able to help you find him if you asked.” or perhaps not, it was the only Kobolds Xin had seen and they were not too friendly. Afterward he began to make his way towards the old man.
“We will need a saddle and bridle as well.” |
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Wah Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 2
Clothes and Equipment: Day Gown, Headdress, black socks, Polotimpimpapimpopo Wand (A memento of his dead friend Appopo)
Allegiances: Doobie Family
Registered: Jan 18, 2017 18:06:21 GMT -8
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Post by Wah Doobie on Mar 12, 2017 20:12:17 GMT -8
Wah eyes lit up and he beamed at Xin, "Oh! That's good enough for me! Thank you! "
The child looks over at the direction Xin had pointed and Wah walks away from the pair. He sat down on a fence to wait for Appopo and remembered that he's supposed to look for someone else, he pulls the wanted poster of Xin to take another look at it... "I feel like I seen this person. Hm."
Wah is not very bright...
((I know Sione and Sugar Hollow were next, but I wasn't looking. My post isn't consequential anyway, Wah is just sitting around being dopey.))
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Registered: Nov 23, 2024 4:36:15 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2017 16:06:16 GMT -8
Well, Seren was upset at Roy's revelation. Understandable, considering she had a thousand sisters.
"Oh, no!" Seren said with a soft grasp, and her hand tightened a little in Roy's as they walked, so much concern in her sweet voice. "You are a poor, poor thing," Seren said, messing up the sympathetic endearment of poor thing. "You are only coming here now? It is the first time for all of us then!"
She tripped a little on a stone, and it made her waver for a moment. "Aya! I want the sun to set," she said with frustration, blowing her dark, sparkling bangs out of her face.
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 13, 2017 16:21:28 GMT -8
Roy nodded. He'd mostly gotten over it, but he still sometimes wished they were still around. Oh well, at least he had Gran and Roxanne. They'd taken care of him his whole life, and he'd turned out alright. Besides the whole vampire thing, of course, but that didn't cause him very many problems.
"Thank you, but it's not so bad anymore. I don't even remember them very well, I was so young. I don't remember a lot about the town, either, so I guess it will be like the first time for me."
When she tripped, Roy quickly caught and steadied her.
"You want the sun to set? Why? It's so nice and warm out, and it's scary at night."
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Sugar Hollow
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Roleplay posts: 25
Registered: Mar 6, 2017 16:15:42 GMT -8
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Post by Sugar Hollow on Mar 13, 2017 16:34:38 GMT -8
Old man Jenkins nodded at Xin and @sione's request. The two were rather creepy, but perhaps the horse wouldn't mind. He needed to get rid of the new horse anyways, it was expensive to keep around. "Yes, I've got a horse to sell. A pretty brown one, too. I think it'll serve you well. Come around back and take a look." He led the two around to the barn, where a rather short horse stood tied to a post. It seemed healthy enough, and had all the legs and eyes and other bits one would expect to find on a horse. "Here we go, ma'am. Forty gold pieces and it's yours. As for the saddle...I haven't got one to sell. You'll have to ask the leatherworkers for that, and they take about a week for them to make. I can sell you a bridle and reins, though." |
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Sugar Hollow
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Roleplay posts: 25
Registered: Mar 6, 2017 16:15:42 GMT -8
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Post by Sugar Hollow on Mar 13, 2017 16:37:44 GMT -8
Popimpin hopped up onto Appopo Popolimpapo's hat, and off they went. The townsfolk stared at them as they strolled through the streets, but didn't say a word. It was to be expected, really. Appopo made a rather odd figure, walking about with a black poof on his tall pointed hat. When he passed, dogs hid, cats hissed, and parents herded their children away. Besides that, though, the town mostly continued as it had before. Appopo was a resident now, like it or not, and they figured that they may as well get used to him. |
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Typhus
Dedicated
Protecting his star.
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: Late Teens
Physical Description: About six feet tall with a thin muscular physique, Typhus has been trained to fight since he was young and has his fair share of scars. His oddly white hair and strange golden eyes earn him a lot of looks, as does his oddly long canine teeth. He has an angular face with a strong jaw and straight nose.
Registered: Oct 22, 2016 16:28:04 GMT -8
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Post by Typhus on Mar 13, 2017 17:14:04 GMT -8
Typhus is a bit surprised that Seren tries to comfort Roy, he supposed he shouldn't be. Despite his wishes she'd learned of death and while she might not know familial bonds, at least to his knowledge, he thinks he's talked about it but wasn't sure she'd understood. Apparently, she had or she already did and she was offering comfort to the boy. Typhus wasn't sure how he felt about that, but he decided to not say anything. "She can't see in the light." He informs Roy when he asks his question about why she wanted the dark.
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Appopo Popolimpapo
Established
Roleplay posts: 34
Physical Description: 1.86 meters tall and onyx black skin. Appopo is a tall Imp.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes are in avatar picture. Uses the "Polotimpimpapimpopo Wand". This wand is full of dark magic and commanded by voice spells.
Registered: Feb 26, 2017 15:18:53 GMT -8
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Post by Appopo Popolimpapo on Mar 13, 2017 17:49:55 GMT -8
Appopo, Nimpapa, and Nimpopo would lower themselves behind and beside Wah. Nimpapa and Nimpopo did as before, reaching over Wahs shoulders so that if he looked at them, they'd scream just to spooky the kobold.
Nimpopo hovered over Wah from behind and waved his hand, making the poster appear. A yellow circle formed around Xins face and Appopo cleared his throat, "Look real hard, Wah. He wouldn't happen to be someone you just spoke to, would he?"
It was a trap, the moment Wah would look to the barn, the Nimpopo was ready to scream again if he hadn't already. Still, Appopo was trying his hardest to point Wah in the right direction and correct his error.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
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An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Registered: Sept 12, 2015 8:27:42 GMT -8
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Post by Grandma on Mar 13, 2017 22:08:30 GMT -8
Grandma offered Marzi a smile as the woman approached, chuckling slightly at one of the customer’s quips about the female bartender. Grandma wasn’t particularly surprised by the woman’s attitude, running a bar as a woman certainly required a firm hand, what with all the drunken customers.
“Hmm, Cherry Liquor does sound rather delightful. I’ve handled plenty of stiff drinks running a bar back in the day, so I think I should be just fine. I’ll take a bottle of the stuff.”
Climbing up to take a seat at the bar, Grandma placed three gold coins on the counter, glancing around the bar to have a better look at it as she did so.
“I assume your tavern here is one of the busier places in Sugar Hollow? I must say, it’s strange to come to a town as small as this one when you come from a city like Isra. Things are so much more peaceful out here… Have you ever been to Isra by any chance?”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2017 9:02:57 GMT -8
Her hair had fallen into her face, so she took her hand from Roy's in order to push it away from her cheeks, her blind eyes blinking a bit as Typhus answered Roy's question to her.
She laughed at Roy's statement however. "The night is not scary! The night is full of stars!" Ollie came loping back to them and leaned against Seren's legs, making her lean down to pat his side before she realized he held a stick in his mouth.
Seren -- totally blind -- took the stick from Ollie's mouth with a bit of a struggle, reared her arm back, and THREW IT! Somewhere. Ollie barked, excited, and bolted after it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2017 9:04:00 GMT -8
"Done." She cast a look at Xin that said not to bring up the subject of the saddle again. One hand disappeared beneath the voluminous folds of her cloak, then returned clutching a large pouch, which clinked with the sound of coins. She approached Jenkins and offered the bag, lowering her voice as she did so for the old man's ears alone.
"There's an extra twenty gold coins in there to assure your silence, should anyone come asking after us." Once the bridle and reins were retrieved, she put both on the horse with the fluid ease of experience, then untied the animal from its post and began to lead it away. Collecting Xin as she began on her way back toward the inn, she spoke quietly.
"When we get back to the inn, request an early dinner from the innkeeper and try to get some sleep. I'll handle the saddle and we can leave during the night."
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Wah Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 2
Clothes and Equipment: Day Gown, Headdress, black socks, Polotimpimpapimpopo Wand (A memento of his dead friend Appopo)
Allegiances: Doobie Family
Registered: Jan 18, 2017 18:06:21 GMT -8
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Post by Wah Doobie on Mar 14, 2017 10:12:09 GMT -8
Appopo, Nimpapa, and Nimpopo would lower themselves behind and beside Wah. Nimpapa and Nimpopo did as before, reaching over Wahs shoulders so that if he looked at them, they'd scream just to spooky the kobold. Nimpopo hovered over Wah from behind and waved his hand, making the poster appear. A yellow circle formed around Xins face and Appopo cleared his throat, "Look real hard, Wah. He wouldn't happen to be someone you just spoke to, would he?" It was a trap, the moment Wah would look to the barn, the Nimpopo was ready to scream again if he hadn't already. Still, Appopo was trying his hardest to point Wah in the right direction and correct his error. "Uuahh!" The Kobold was startled and fell off the fence, but landed safely on his feet. He turned to see Appopo and the clouds. "Hi." He looked at the poster again and took another look at the mask Xin was wearing in the picture, "Uhhh, Oh! I think that boy had a mask like this. Do you think he's the same person? Those two were kinda scary, but they told me where I can find other Kobolds!" Wah was happy now to have a lead. "Oh, did you want to go see if that was the same boy? I think I overheard them saying they were buying a horse from the older man." At this time, Wah still only knew that they were looking for Xin, if Appopo planned to hurt Xin he wasn't aware of that. He thought maybe Xin was lost like him and the bounty was his parents looking for him and Appopo was going to help. With Wah's fluctuation of emotion, small rocks had started to rise up in the air, including the ones he had saved in his pocket and the rocks he'd swallowed earlier started to rise out of his stomach and made him gag. "BLEH Ack! Ack! My tummy!" |
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Royal Fletcher
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,339
Age: 19
Physical Description: Royal is a pale boy with dark bags under his bluish eyes, an unfortunate result of too many days spent staring at books indoors by candlelight. He's thin, of slightly below average height, and has white hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Roy carries around an enchanted parasol at all times, which floats above him and shields him from the sunlight. He also has a sword, a gift from his cousin Roxanne. His pockets are always filled with an unreasonable amount of chocolate, and he usually has some sort of cake or other baked goods on his person.
Allegiances: The Fletcher Family
Player's online availability : Unreasonably often
Registered: Jun 3, 2015 19:45:42 GMT -8
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Post by Royal Fletcher on Mar 14, 2017 12:58:29 GMT -8
@seren couldn't see in the light? That was a bit odd, but Roy decided not to question Typhus's explanation. People had odd afflictions, he supposed. He wasn't one to judge, really. After all, he couldn't even be out in the sunlight without burning. "Full of stars? I suppose it is, but it's also full of monsters and other frightening things. There's always something spooky lurking around in the shadows." When Seren through the stick, it flew off the path into the woods. When it landed, there was a soft burst of chirping and chiming. A two fairies flew away, carrying an unconscious third between them. It seemed as though Seren's stick had hit some of the local wildlife. Roy, however, didn't notice. "So...how long have you two been traveling together? How'd you meet?" |
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Sugar Hollow
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Roleplay posts: 25
Registered: Mar 6, 2017 16:15:42 GMT -8
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Post by Sugar Hollow on Mar 14, 2017 16:43:17 GMT -8
Grandma offered Marzi a smile as the woman approached, chuckling slightly at one of the customer’s quips about the female bartender. Grandma wasn’t particularly surprised by the woman’s attitude, running a bar as a woman certainly required a firm hand, what with all the drunken customers. “Hmm, Cherry Liquor does sound rather delightful. I’ve handled plenty of stiff drinks running a bar back in the day, so I think I should be just fine. I’ll take a bottle of the stuff.” Climbing up to take a seat at the bar, Grandma placed three gold coins on the counter, glancing around the bar to have a better look at it as she did so. “I assume your tavern here is one of the busier places in Sugar Hollow? I must say, it’s strange to come to a town as small as this one when you come from a city like Isra. Things are so much more peaceful out here… Have you ever been to Isra by any chance?” Marzi gave Grandma a curious glance when she asked for a bottle of the cherry liquor. She couldn't possibly be serious! It was usually sold by the shot, and she seldom gave anyone more than two or three. Still, maybe the old woman wanted something to bring back as a souvenir. She took a bottle off the top shelf and handed it to her, smirking. "Here you go, ma'am. Be careful with it, it's a lot stronger than it seems. And yes, this tavern is pretty busy compared to the rest of the plan. I've never been to Isra, though. Never really made it out to the big city. I think Ms. Suiker has been there, but that's just because she's awfully rich. She runs the cherry fields, you know." Meanwhile, the other patrons were glancing over at Grandma and whispering among themselves. Surely the old woman wouldn't drink the cherry liquor! Even a shot would undoubtedly put her out, seeing as how frail she clearly was. |
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