-A dude enters-
-He's six feet tall, and built like a brick shithouse. You can tell because he is shirtless-
-At least he's wearing everything else you'd need to be decent. Of note is the fact he's wearing a mask, and there's a fairly bloody axe at his side-
-He's clutching a flyer in his hands, muttering something under his breath-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(A blue-haired 16-year-old girl with goggles and a belt of potions
◊ enters the bar with a poster in hand. She tries to keep a fair amount of distance between her and the other bar patrons.)
edited 19th Dec '14 8:57:11 AM by josh6243
(The girl also holds up a poster.)
Girl: @Mio: Thanks for pointing that out... My apologies for asking you in the first place...
(The girl nervously checks out the board for info. She thinks, "Oh no, This is my first job in a while. I must have did something wrong if she reprimanded me!")
edited 19th Dec '14 11:43:43 AM by josh6243
Kaalia: ~walks over to the hobo~
"Hi!"
~a dapper devil man
◊~ is sitting at a chair nearby, watching the proceedings with amusement~
The bar door opens again and this time a fish-man stumbles through, as if something had pushed him from outside. He wasn't used to there being so much people crowded in one place.
His eyes were glued to the recruitment flyer he held in a webbed hand, but by his expression it was obvious that he thought himself completely lost.
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGob(The girl tries to ignore the devil watching over her. Her heartbeat rapidly increases and and she becomes short of breath. She nervously follows the others.)
Girl: @Hobo Hal: H-hi? Is this wh-where I sign up? If not, I'm sorry for wasting your t-t-time...
edited 19th Dec '14 11:51:45 AM by josh6243

Arkenea: Bustling city of commerce. Work is ongoing for the ceremony of the masks, Mrs Malona has her sweets stall all set up. Mr Malicks masks has all but sold out. The builders are at work hoisting up the statues of the four gods each pointing to each of the four compassal points around the majestic clock square clock tower. Many masked people wander town the ceremony was merely in 13 days
The Time in a bottle pub is experiencing a boost in cliantele also. Mio enjoys this time of year as it allows her to hear the song of the masks. She opens the windows of the tavern and listens in on the populace with a great cheerful smile.
Builders "Its a beautiful morning, greet the sun of another day. Early work is the best work there can be no delay! Build the rising statues all the scaffolding helps to climb. Mask ceremony approaces everything must be on time!"
Milk Maids "everyone will come down, everyone comes to arkenea. Every year at the ceremony, our gods must abide!"
Random people: Gob, michen or other from everywhere in mariglenica. All the four courners coming to congregate
Mio: Come one, come all, pray for good Harvest! New year draws near let us chhheeeeeeeeer!
Bar patrons (except for one person) Let us cheer for the morning, let us cheer for the day ahead! decorating the plaza painting it green and red! 13 more days to ceremony for the year to start anew! come one come all....
random: decorating the plaza painting it yellow and blue all cheer for the ceremony!
???: Ah shut the hell up (hic) the fug did those four overgrown ents do to prevent my parents perish?
Mio and the patrons gasp in shock. They stare at the shambolic blonde man sitting on his own. A goblet of mead slowly leaking down his top. His frazzled hair and beard hid his true identity. This was Hal simmons. He used to be a bright cheerful man always there for the ladies and a heroic bard....course that was before his parents died. Before the contest with his sister began. Before he lost his money and pretty much did the dishes for Mio just to get a bed and a pint of mead.
Hal: but I will show then all...already I have flyers all over...I will get my throne....I will be happy again and I will ban this accursed ceremony its pointless...its phony and plasticy and I am not talking about the Masks!
Mio: I think you had a bit too much...you love this time of year....I mean I know you hurt...but do not lose yourself
Hal: Whatever wake me when someone...comes with my flyer...
With that Hal fell asleep and began snoring.
Mio: poor man...all you need is friends....
" I did the right thing, didn't I? It all worked out in the end." "In the end? Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends."