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Makorr: Junction {Open RP}
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alistair Mercer
Location
: Booty Bay
"Violence is bad for business in general, it is simply impolitic, yes?" Mercer nodded as the two passed a goblin in opulent purple clothes, flanked by two bodyguards that looked like a cut above the average bruiser; that the locals gave him a wide berth despite the thick traffic spoke volumes about his importance. Another thing to keep track of, oh bother. "And killing someone is too much of a permanent solution for what could well be a temporary problem."
He wrinkled his nose, glancing at the purple and gold banner flying above the rich-dressed goblin, then added, "Though don't quote me on that in this place, what with folks that do not have the common bloody courtesy to stay dead running around.
"Anyhow, this place is many things. Subtlety is not one of them, no. At least, it has not been one so far," he finished with a wry smile.
Eventually, the duo rounded a corner to come into the sight of the tower; it turned out to be rising out of a vast sandstone building that would have dwarfed its neighbors even without the spire. The sign above the main entrance read, 'Old Port Authority'.
"So it's not a bank after all. Keep your eyes open, Mr Sevast," Mercer said, half-consciously checking if his purse was still on his person (it was, so far at least).
Post by
Krutos
JJ
Booty Bay
Nodding JJ began to look around again. One plaque caught his eye, 'John and Milli's clothes and shoes'. Glancing at his current attire JJ decided that was a place good as any to start with.
- "Well there is one place we could try", he said pointing towards the shop.
Stepping into the shop he was first greeted by a middle-aged woman, who was currently in the process of sewing something.
- "Good day sir, how can I help you? Looking for a shirt or a pair of trousers? Or is it my husband you are looking for?", she chirpped from her workbench.
- "You husband is the shoemaker?", JJ asked to stay on track of the conversation.
- "Indeed sir. What kind of shoes are you looking for? John dear, you have a customer!"
- "Boots of some description, preferably slightly thicker leather", JJ estimated. "And also some articles of clothing, shirts and pants, etc."
- "Ahh greetings sir", a man exclaimed as he emerged from the backroom of the shop. "You were looking for a pair shoes, yes?"
- "A pair of boots yes, amongst other things", JJ nodded to the man.
- "Right this way then sir", said the man gesturing towards a shelf filled with boots and shoes.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alistair Mercer
Location
: Booty Bay
'John and Milli', huh. A family business, possibly recently established: shop named after owners? To be confirmed. Goods are literally manufactured (and if that's a word in Common, then an analogue of Latin exists), so no mass-production. Useless to the project?
Maybe not. The brand means worldwide renown means a whole new level of target audience. Clients outside the city? Investigate.
Shop looks neat and orderly, hard to determine age.
Mercer rolled his shoulders and exhaled. A quick glance around revealed there was little information to be gained without engaging in a conversation with the proprietors. He put on a polite smile and greeted the female, "Fine day, ma'am Milli, I presume?"
Sevast had blundered into the conversation, but his guess about the human pair's relationship was spot on, fortunately so. Maybe some luck was on their side, after all.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Martin
Location
: Dun Morogh
Martin moved hastily in the snow towards the boar. His sword merely striking air as the man made his best at running in snow. Needless to say, moving in frozen water crystals is just as effective as running in liquid water.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Jonas, Recheck Master of Squares
Location:
Dun Morogh
The boar kept running, only to alter its path so it charged Stitch, head lowered and tusks aimed to gore.
Post by
Atik
Logan, Desigos
Dun morogh
Logan grunted, throwing himself forward awkwardly as he tried to grab the boar.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Martin
Location
: Dun Morogh
Martin huffed and puffed and made a attempt to charge at the boar and make a large predictable diagonal slice on the boar. But with his current agility, it was more likely he would hit air than bacon.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Jonas, Recheck Master of Squares
Location:
Dun Morogh
The boar squealed in piggy agony as Logan's hand grabbed its tail. It reared back, so much as an animal with such stubby legs can rear, and gave a second scream as Martin's sword gouged a deep cut along its ribs. It swung its head and rammed the swordsman.
"Impsplosion!" Jonas cried. Another jagged finger of magic burst from the wand and stabbed the snow. A new imp, this one with red skin and curling horns in coal black, ill fitting armour sprang from the circle seared in the ground.
"Free! Free! At long last! Hya ha ha!" The imp looked down to its crude armour. "Dammit!"
Post by
Krutos
JJ
Booty Bay
JJ was focused on his conversation with the shoemaker, discussing the differences of models and trying on some pairs.
----------
Milli
- "A fine day to you too sir", the woman greeted Mercer, slightly blushing at being called 'madam'. "Yes, I am Milli. How can I help you sir?"
Post by
morginar
Character
: Martin
Location
: Dun Morogh
"HA!" The youngling exclaimed as he made a hit. But as the boar came in for a counterattack. He exclaimed a word most foul in his native tongue, the name of the dark one. "FAN!" Then he was knocked back by the tusked beast.
He landed face up half a meter from where he stood. The sword still in his hand.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alistair Mercer
Location
: Booty Bay
"Ah, I was just wondering if I may hog your time and attention while my associate and your esteemed husband are doing business," Mercer said, his smile widening when he confirmed that the woman was indeed Milli.
"Name's Godric. We've just arrived, you see, and let me tell you I'm mighty glad to see an honest human face here."
Appeal to common trait against the majority of the locals, the old classic, spiced liberally with cluelessness that was not even faked: after all, the two Earthmen had indeed just arrived. That Mercer hoped to gain some insight on the current situation in town was entirely coincidental to his genuine pleasure of talking to a human that was not trying to kill him.
Post by
Atik
Logan, Desigos
Dun Morogh
Logan stood just enough to throw himself further forward; wrapping his arm over the pig's shoulders and squeezing to keep it in place.
Post by
Persen
Stitch
Dun Morogh
Oh the chaos. Imps exploding into existence out of thin air, a proud wannabe viking howling his battlecries...and a guy
pulling the boar's tusks and hugging it?
Stitch smacked the mechanism with a karate chop, more unrefined words spilling from his tongue from the pain he probably could have anticipated.
At least the other guys were tanking decently.
Post by
Krutos
Milli
- "By all means sir", the woman smiled, clearly entertaining the chance of gossiping. "May I ask where have you come from sir? Actually no, let me guess... Hmm, Westfall? No that's not it - you don't look like a farmer, if don't mind me saying. Duskwood then?"
- "What brings you to Booty Bay sir? Business or pleasure? Or just passing through?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Jonas, Recheck Master of Squares
Location:
Dun Morogh
The warthog squealed and thrashed, trying to throw off its charge from its hunched back.\|"OH hell I hope this works." Jonas grabbed the startled imp.
"Hey! What'r you gyaaa!"
The warthog started back as an imp slammed into its face, the litte demon grabbing its ears to avoid being thrown off and screaming in terror.
"Skronk?"
"Kill it Martin! Kill it good!" Jonas shouted.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Martin
Location
: Dun Morogh
Martin hastily rolled in the snow to come on the knee, face up and then made a dashing charge at the warthog. He held the saber in both hands, he held the long phallic object aimed for penetration.
"HYJAAAA!" He shouted as he went for the kill as said by the
black mage
warlock. His nordic blood boiled with adrenaline powered fury. Or just adrenaline rush.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Jonas, Recheck Master of Squares
Location:
Dun Morogh
As the blade stuck deep inside it the boar gave a deep squeal of pain. It lurched free of the weapon, the enchanted blade cutting a deep gash all along its side as it stumbled away. Legs trembled, then gave in, and the boar fell heavily on its side into the snow to stain it a profuse red.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alistair Mercer
Location
: Booty Bay
"Six of one, half dozen of another. My
family has roots in Lordaeron, so I've been wandering ever since the war," Mercer made a wistful face. He had not been a vagabond all that long, but suddenly home seemed further away than ever.
"This place seemed like a good one to start something new, you know? Maybe settle down finally and earn a living," he continued, gauging her reaction. "Strange place and restless, but also full of opportunities, yes?"
Post by
Persen
Stitch
Dun Morogh
The mechanism yielded with a series of soft clicks, like it had never been stuck in the first place.
Whatever, man.
"Everyone okay?" Stitch found himself asking, but not caring for the answer. He already knew the answer.
Now the icky part...ribs.
Post by
Atik
Logan, Desigos
Dun Morogh
Logan rolled free from the dead boar, coming to his feet. "So..." He looked down to the fallen prey. "We did it."
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