The group asks for a couple of specific dishes, then orders. All in all they spend 8 gold coins, drinks included. As Hannah leaves back into what seems to be the kitchen, Phil hops onto the table and slowly approaches Ian.
Ian: Guess the cat's taken something of a liking to me, eh?
snorsorbet: I suspect Phil is slowly getting aware of your condition regarding cats and is just having a good time messing with you.
Phil: Meow!
Ian: Please, get him off the table, and especially away from me.
snorsorbet reaches for Phil, who instinctively dodges and jumps on Simon's shoulder.
Blue Phoenix: So. I counted our total money, we're one flat of a hundred. That really is not much, hardly enough to buy a whole new set of equipment, let alone desert survival gear.
Drahcir: I suppose we're going to need to earn some money, then. Maybe there's something we could do? An Adventure House?
SirFrog: In JG Rime? I doubt it.
Ian: So what about... 'borrowing' the stuff we need?
Bamboori: ...you're not suggesting theft now, are you?
Ian: *shrugs* We're on a quest to save the world and this is for their well-being. Not like they'd believe us if we told them.
Drahcir: It's scum like you that makes this world a sad place.
Ian decides to ignore Drahcir's last comment and instead examines his unusually long fingernails. A little while later food is served and the group enjoys their meal. [Party is fully healed.] The tavern becomes emptier as time passes, and soon, all the guests save for one drunkard at the bar have left.
Hannah: Alright, I've got a little time to spare now, guys. How may I help?
Nave: First of all, the food was delicious. Definitely worthy of such a beautiful sight as yourself, mylady.
SirFrog: *thrusts his elbow into Nave's rips* What the heck?
Hannah: Why, thank you! But I'm not the only one to cook, my brothers help out as well.
SirFrog: *clears throat* So, what my friend here meant to say, well...
Blue Phoenix: If you could perhaps tell us a few things...
|--4---3---2---1--| |--1---2---3---4--|
a Ian Nav Blu Dra : : --- --- --- --- a
b Bam Sir Sim sno : : --- --- --- --- b
c --- --- Phi Ste : : --- --- --- --- c
|-----------------| |-----------------|
Book of Knowledge
World Map
(Hints of Interest: -
Stat points left: Phil
Skill points left: Phil, Simon, Steiner)
It's midday. (1:54 PM)
The autumnal sun is brilliantly hovering high in the sky.
Ian: Guess the cat's taken something of a liking to me, eh?
snorsorbet: I suspect Phil is slowly getting aware of your condition regarding cats and is just having a good time messing with you.
Phil: Meow!
Ian: Please, get him off the table, and especially away from me.
snorsorbet reaches for Phil, who instinctively dodges and jumps on Simon's shoulder.
Blue Phoenix: So. I counted our total money, we're one flat of a hundred. That really is not much, hardly enough to buy a whole new set of equipment, let alone desert survival gear.
Drahcir: I suppose we're going to need to earn some money, then. Maybe there's something we could do? An Adventure House?
SirFrog: In JG Rime? I doubt it.
Ian: So what about... 'borrowing' the stuff we need?
Bamboori: ...you're not suggesting theft now, are you?
Ian: *shrugs* We're on a quest to save the world and this is for their well-being. Not like they'd believe us if we told them.
Drahcir: It's scum like you that makes this world a sad place.
Ian decides to ignore Drahcir's last comment and instead examines his unusually long fingernails. A little while later food is served and the group enjoys their meal. [Party is fully healed.] The tavern becomes emptier as time passes, and soon, all the guests save for one drunkard at the bar have left.
Hannah: Alright, I've got a little time to spare now, guys. How may I help?
Nave: First of all, the food was delicious. Definitely worthy of such a beautiful sight as yourself, mylady.
SirFrog: *thrusts his elbow into Nave's rips* What the heck?
Hannah: Why, thank you! But I'm not the only one to cook, my brothers help out as well.
SirFrog: *clears throat* So, what my friend here meant to say, well...
Blue Phoenix: If you could perhaps tell us a few things...
|--4---3---2---1--| |--1---2---3---4--|
a Ian Nav Blu Dra : : --- --- --- --- a
b Bam Sir Sim sno : : --- --- --- --- b
c --- --- Phi Ste : : --- --- --- --- c
|-----------------| |-----------------|
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Book of Knowledge
World Map
(Hints of Interest: -
Stat points left: Phil
Skill points left: Phil, Simon, Steiner)
It's midday. (1:54 PM)
The autumnal sun is brilliantly hovering high in the sky.
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