heylookitsme
I SEE YOU
After wandering through the bloody keep, I follow the tracks of a guy who broke out of there, I lose myself in the woods, end up in some town, and make my way to a tavern. I walk in, passing right by some half-orc I've never seen before, who drops a bottle of some kinda something, probably wine, into my hands. I freak out and swing my arms around and try and grab and part of it I can before it falls down. I do it, but not without just about tripping over onto the ground.
Some kinda Human walking to a perfect beat walks up to me and asks me if I was friends with braids, but I was just in the middle of being handed this bottle, so I freeze up and hang out for a second, tell him to wait and shout at the Orc outside in every language I know. Maybe he's deaf.
I tell the human that I like braids alright, then he looks confused and said something about the half-orc's name being Braid or something, then he laughs real loud and asks if I knew Braid. Nope. I try and ask him where we are, but don't get much of an answer, just that the people around aren't very friendly. We shake hands. His name's Par & Dar, maybe he's two dudes running that one hustle, "Mind and Body." First time I've ever seen someone run that and not wear a big coat. He's just wearing regular people clothes.
A big bulky dragonfolk walks in the door and sits with his buddy, asks who I am, his name's Sothoth. Turns out I've been to his village when I was like less than 10 repeats old, we bought all those sheep from that time. Then a little while after, some either halfling or gnome, I can never tell em apart, walks through the door and talks about screams in a church, then he just kinda empties that bottle into his stomach, and we think it'd be a decent idea to head to the church, but first, I ask a dude in the corner if he'll be there later. Looks like it. Good, that means I'll probably be able to help him get home, then sleep in his house until the sun comes around, and maybe even make a new friend in this town.
Some kinda Human walking to a perfect beat walks up to me and asks me if I was friends with braids, but I was just in the middle of being handed this bottle, so I freeze up and hang out for a second, tell him to wait and shout at the Orc outside in every language I know. Maybe he's deaf.
I tell the human that I like braids alright, then he looks confused and said something about the half-orc's name being Braid or something, then he laughs real loud and asks if I knew Braid. Nope. I try and ask him where we are, but don't get much of an answer, just that the people around aren't very friendly. We shake hands. His name's Par & Dar, maybe he's two dudes running that one hustle, "Mind and Body." First time I've ever seen someone run that and not wear a big coat. He's just wearing regular people clothes.
A big bulky dragonfolk walks in the door and sits with his buddy, asks who I am, his name's Sothoth. Turns out I've been to his village when I was like less than 10 repeats old, we bought all those sheep from that time. Then a little while after, some either halfling or gnome, I can never tell em apart, walks through the door and talks about screams in a church, then he just kinda empties that bottle into his stomach, and we think it'd be a decent idea to head to the church, but first, I ask a dude in the corner if he'll be there later. Looks like it. Good, that means I'll probably be able to help him get home, then sleep in his house until the sun comes around, and maybe even make a new friend in this town.