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middaeg2019-10-08 06:27 pm
whattaprick) wrote in middaeg2019-10-08 06:27 pm
october catch-all
Who: Lambert & YOU
When: Throughout Octeuril
Where: Around Aefenglom
What: Working at the Sly Seadog, quests, prompts off the intro log. I'll match format to yours.
Warnings: TBA
1. bounce bounce bounce [ sly seadog ]
[ Throughout the month, Lambert can be found at the Sly Seadog -- either guarding the entrance while he's on duty as a bouncer, or casually sassing the bartender and patrons while he nurses a drink. He's growing slowly into his Puca features this month, but his ears are still small and leveret-like against his head, not the full-blown hare's ears they'll be.
Co-workers and regular patrons are welcome to stop by and bother him ... or if you're starting to look like trouble, he'll be there too. ]
2. celebrations [ residential, shopping district, harbor ]
a. [ On the Western side of the residential district, it's not difficult to find Lambert by one of the firesides, entertaining wide-eyed monster children by pantomiming an elaborate fight against invisible enemies with a stick for a prop sword. ]
And then, just when the bastards thought they had me cornered-- [ He runs, hops onto a low bench, and launches himself through the air in a flip -- higher and fancier than a human would be able to do, with puca strength in his limbs -- before landing on the other side with a flourish, then miming running his assailant through. ]
--bam! I stuck my sword right through them, just like that.
b. [ Lambert can also be found perusing the wares at a stall claiming to sell talismans made of monster parts, but when the overeager vendor offers him a chance to purchase a potion she claims will let him see beyond the glass and speak to loved ones he's left behind. She's a little put out when Lambert laughs loudly in her face, like she's told a particularly funny joke. ]
Sorry, not interested. [ He smirks, then glances over at whoever's come up. ] But you might have better luck with this one.
c. [ If you're at the Harbor District in the early evening, you might suddenly find yourself accosted by a flushed, scarred man with rabbit ears and a grin that's pure mischief, a drink sloshing in his hand, which he promptly thrusts out. ]
Here -- you look like someone who needs a drink.
[ And no, he's not particularly picky about who he bothers with this. ]
3. quests [ around aefenglom ]
a. [ Lambert's been intently focused on carving the turnip he's holding for the last few minutes, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth as his eyes narrow.
A closer inspection of what he's carving onto said root vegetable, though, might raise some mild concern. Are those ... breasts? ]
b. [ Out of the city, Lambert patrols the edge of the outer city with his sword out. His sense for danger has only sharpened the longer he stays here, but he's not getting the impression there's any immediate trouble in the immediate future, he turns to whatever poor soul has been saddled with him as a partner, raising a brow. ]
Wanna play a game to make this shit go by faster?
[ Hit me up on ye olde CR meme if you want anything specific, particularl if you're interested in going after the luminescent elk! ]
When: Throughout Octeuril
Where: Around Aefenglom
What: Working at the Sly Seadog, quests, prompts off the intro log. I'll match format to yours.
Warnings: TBA
1. bounce bounce bounce [ sly seadog ]
[ Throughout the month, Lambert can be found at the Sly Seadog -- either guarding the entrance while he's on duty as a bouncer, or casually sassing the bartender and patrons while he nurses a drink. He's growing slowly into his Puca features this month, but his ears are still small and leveret-like against his head, not the full-blown hare's ears they'll be.
Co-workers and regular patrons are welcome to stop by and bother him ... or if you're starting to look like trouble, he'll be there too. ]
2. celebrations [ residential, shopping district, harbor ]
a. [ On the Western side of the residential district, it's not difficult to find Lambert by one of the firesides, entertaining wide-eyed monster children by pantomiming an elaborate fight against invisible enemies with a stick for a prop sword. ]
And then, just when the bastards thought they had me cornered-- [ He runs, hops onto a low bench, and launches himself through the air in a flip -- higher and fancier than a human would be able to do, with puca strength in his limbs -- before landing on the other side with a flourish, then miming running his assailant through. ]
--bam! I stuck my sword right through them, just like that.
b. [ Lambert can also be found perusing the wares at a stall claiming to sell talismans made of monster parts, but when the overeager vendor offers him a chance to purchase a potion she claims will let him see beyond the glass and speak to loved ones he's left behind. She's a little put out when Lambert laughs loudly in her face, like she's told a particularly funny joke. ]
Sorry, not interested. [ He smirks, then glances over at whoever's come up. ] But you might have better luck with this one.
c. [ If you're at the Harbor District in the early evening, you might suddenly find yourself accosted by a flushed, scarred man with rabbit ears and a grin that's pure mischief, a drink sloshing in his hand, which he promptly thrusts out. ]
Here -- you look like someone who needs a drink.
[ And no, he's not particularly picky about who he bothers with this. ]
3. quests [ around aefenglom ]
a. [ Lambert's been intently focused on carving the turnip he's holding for the last few minutes, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth as his eyes narrow.
A closer inspection of what he's carving onto said root vegetable, though, might raise some mild concern. Are those ... breasts? ]
b. [ Out of the city, Lambert patrols the edge of the outer city with his sword out. His sense for danger has only sharpened the longer he stays here, but he's not getting the impression there's any immediate trouble in the immediate future, he turns to whatever poor soul has been saddled with him as a partner, raising a brow. ]
Wanna play a game to make this shit go by faster?
[ Hit me up on ye olde CR meme if you want anything specific, particularl if you're interested in going after the luminescent elk! ]
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He was always favor of being rude, and it looked like this woman had a nose for it. ]
You couldn't even come up with something new for me? Now I'm just offended.
[ But there was something about the potion tugging his interest, a little. An instinctive sense that something bad might happen if it's drunk, in a way that interacts poorly with that puca inclination for trouble ... that, more than anything, is what makes him smile wider, ears perking up. ]
Tell you what ... I'm an open-minded kind of guy. If you can prove that it works, I'll buy your whole stock.
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Mmm, I don't know. I don't think she can do it. Unless...
[Sokie tilted her head, and smiled wide. She might have looked a little manic doing that. But you know. It's fine.]
What if you drink it, fine madam? Surely you have someone you'd wish to speak to! Your grandmama maybe?
If it's supposed to work for us, surely it can work for you!
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If they've no intention of purchasing anything, she said, then they had best move on then, hadn't they? Mirrorbound have brought enough trouble to Aefenglom as it is, without adding scaring off customers by looming like a pack of thugs and harassing working folk who have roofs over their heads they need to pay for... ]
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[She clicked her tongue, and glanced to Lambert, before glancing back at the vendor.]
He meant it when he'd buy your stock you know. All of it. But since you decided you can't prove your snake oil, or provide what you compiled it with, that's completely fine.
[Sokie beamed at her, even as she turned to go.]
I'm sure the law enforcement will like to know you're selling extremely dangerous things to gullible fools.
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It's not until they're just at the edge of hearing range that he says, loudly: ]
Full of shit, wasn't she?
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Which made her bark with laughter.]
Oh, completely.
[Just as loudly. But she settles into more normal tones as they walk away.]
Normally I'm not for bothering, but...stupid woman.
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Sad thing is, she's not even the first one I've seen try that line. Guess they're really banking on people being homesick or wanting to talk to the dead ... which isn't even all it's cracked up to be, anyway.
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Oh, I bet. They're really trying to gouge us of everything they can get.
[Her eyes roll briefly.]
You've talked to dead people then? Or just don't like the idea of going home?
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[ He mimes cutting a blade through the air, snicker-snack, then snickers. ]
But being here beats my old job, even with all this crap-- [ He raises a hand, indicating the splendid ears now decorating his head. ] --so I don't mind staying that much, either.
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['Fun' being a sarcastic word here. So, so sarcastic.]
So are you going to live your best life then, bunny ears and all?