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Post by jsmith506 on Feb 20, 2022 3:18:56 GMT -5
Z'ress' eyes widened and he gasped, his hood fell down and his cheeks were flushed as red as they could get with his green complexion. "H-hi Gel! Caught me by surprise... I had a little accident when I was practicing water magic, so, I used fire magic to counteract it and got a little carried away heh heh..." He patted her hand gently as she slung her arm around him and began to chastise him about his auntie being intent on having him devirginized. "Ahh, stories, You know how Ilimetha is... We're really trying to get a very rare trinket for mother, she just used that as an excuse to get me away from the house. Aly, Mr. Nerty, this is the lovely miss Gel, an associate of Ilimetha and I. She is quick on her feet and would be an asset on our errand... " Speaking of assets.. Z'ress stole a peek at Gel, he hadn't seen her in a while.... did her leathers get tighter? Furry as she was, she still had a great figure.
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Post by Bor'Nerty on Feb 23, 2022 14:24:26 GMT -5
Bor'Nerty had been paying attention, though he was becoming slightly intoxicated.
"Did I just hear someone volunteer their soul w-willingly? Hhehhehbbhh....BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP!!!!!! I must be d-d-drunk!!!"
The goblin snorted fire, half laughing and speaking. Soon after a giggling fit, he shook it off by slapping his hands together abruptly, which possibly startled those nearby.
"Okay! SOOOOO... by my count... I figure Winnie has a collection of ...." *he took out a small light device and scrolled it with a tiny finger* "Souls... but of beasts and creatures. Hm... not exactly what we are looking for as I wouldn't waste a dragon soul for this. And...secondly, Aly says she knows about a dead body in an alleyway somewhere, which would be handy in a variety of Weekend at Bernie's scenarios, but I'd surmise that particular soul has been collected by now. Thanks for the effort, dear! That leaves us with-"
He looked up and smirked at the cat woman, quickly putting the torch thing away. "Well well, hello there. They call me Bor'Nerty. Capricorn, because of course I am. Swashbuckler, collector, poet. Acquisitions by trade, but fence by title alone. Also a notary." he casually glanced at her, curious. "Why, aren't you a gem? I suggest we should leave your soul where it is for now, because with that entrance, I would say you need it!"
The infernal imp seemed to have sobered up a little, perking up at this unexpected arrival. "You know what, I didn't think about asking someone else who might not be a local! Who do you know as the richest, greediest, most swarthy bastard in Ched Nasad?"
Bor'Nerty finished the last bite of his club sandwich, and wiped his mouth with half of a napkin. The other half had sun dried tomatoes piled on it.
"I only ask because we got to get something Aguya will go for in an easy to swallow pill. Winnie has a limited of those capsules for the soul pricker, er whatever she calls it. Anybody who wants to go to the third ring can do so safely with me, depending on how many capsules she's willing to spare."
He looked down into the bottom of his mug as he sipped the last drops of black ale.
"Where in hell has that damned dwarf zombie gotten to? Did he have to find an alebeast to milk out back? ... er wherever it comes from."
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Post by Niwyn Bleu on Feb 27, 2022 10:35:38 GMT -5
"You know what, I didn't think about asking someone else who might not be a local! Who do you know as the richest, greediest, most swarthy bastard in Ched Nasad?"
Winnie would stroll out from her living quarters behind the bar and lean on said drinking table with a wicked grin, looking at 'Nerty with a playful danger in her eyes.
"Nerty, I sure hope you're not talking about me now, but if you are I'm flattered. Tee Hee!"
She would wonder where that lazy ass bartender had toddled off to, but reminded herself he had entrails and bloody mop water to dispose of. Had to keep this shithole clean and shiny, after all. She had standards. She looked up at Aly'dra with a beaming smile now that she wasn't all gross and sticky.
"Aly-cat! Babe! How are you hot stuff? Have you tripped Zeddy's trigger yet or are you just here to make me all hot and bothered? Tee Hee! Good to see you! And speaking of Alley Cats!! Gel!!"
Niwyn would reach under the bar and pull out a small pouch of gold coins, flipping it with a toss of her hand the stealthy feline.
"That dwarven mined copper you got me was something else! It's working better than I expected in a little project of mine! Next time you're by the mines, I'll take another load! And I'll give you your drinks for free tonight if I can touch your tail! IT'S SO FLUFFY! I love it! Glad you made it back in one piece sexy kitty! Tee Hee!"
She would turn to Zeddy and twiddle her fingers. Such a good boy. So innocent. She wondered if he wouldn't be better of with a plant. Or maybe a little friend. Maybe some day. She quietly shivered when she thought about reality #2 where Ema'laeth had sent him to the gladiator pits and he had become a mindless murder machine. She hoped that when all this madness with her father finally ended that was not the Z'ress they wound up with. She was rather partial to this one. She hoped it would stick.
Turning back to Bor'Nerty, she poured him an ale without spit in it and even put a lemon wedge on the side. She was no bartender, to be sure, but at least it was wet and alcoholic. Sliding it down the bar, she hopped on the top and folded her robe over her little legs and waited for Me-Me to come out so she could play with her hair.
"I'm good either way with going, 'Nerty. I just got out of my armor, but if you need some sizzle'pow on your trip, I can come. I'm willing to give ye 3 shots of the Soulsucker for Me-me's sake. I won't even charge you. For the shots, I mean. Not the drinks...you still owe me your tab. I know how your shifty mind thinks, ye sneaky bastard. Tee hee!"
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Post by Ilimetha on Mar 5, 2022 16:03:17 GMT -5
"Oh look! The cat's back!"
Ilimetha would laugh as she exited the back room, shooting a wink at Gel.
"We may not be going to get Zeddy's cherry popped but you should be careful around him Gel. He's got a hair trigger and with you rubbing all over him, out boy might just pop."
Ilimetha leaned against the bar next to Winnie, folding her arms across in front of her. A happy, almost relaxed look would cross over her features as Winnie's fingers began fiddling with her hair. If she could purr like a cat she would.
"You know...." She'd coo out almost sleepily as she leaned a little more in Winnie's direction. "If we're talking about richest, greediest, just horrible person in Ched Nasad I'd go with any of the eleven other Matron Mothers on the council. But those Matrons would be hard to take out. Would take too much time. We could look at some of the upper ups within the merchant ranks. If we're going to kill someone we might as well make it beneficial to House Barrajusron. Maybe we should split up the group for this task. Nerty would it really take that many people just to get your information?"
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Post by Aly'dra on Mar 7, 2022 1:05:43 GMT -5
Aly smirked and gave Nerty a shrug and a wink.
“What can I say? I love a good adventure and I don’t get to go on them often enough.”
She nodded when he said they would need to get the soul first. She took a sip of her drink while the goblin continued on. Based on tone this Georgia sounded like it was the equivalent of if not worse than hell - or whatever. Then he went on about borrowing from Winnie and smirked a bit to herself. Ili would probably be able to get it the easiest - though if she didn’t want to then Aly could be persuasive. Before she had to give it much more thought Ili was flinging herself behind the bar. A brow arched as she heard the commotion. Aly would call out to Ili.
“You good?”
When Ili confirmed she was okay Aly smirked and muttered a bit to herself. “You always are.” Aly’s eyes would look down to the bar when a ring and the box were placed on the bar. She’d look over to him knowing an explanation was coming.
“I do a lot of things well, playing instruments is not one of them. I’ll take the ring.”
She deftly picked it up, which would indicate that maybe Saranae’s wasn’t the only way she made a living. She noticed the paper on the bar and picked it up looking over it.
“I’m assuming this might have some significance to the accordion.”
She grinned a bit as she handed it to Nerty. Her eyes would shift to the person joining them. Nice figure but hanging out in this place meant shady on some level. But then weren’t they all? Her lips curled into a smirk which she hid behind another sip of her drink. Aly tipped her glass to Gel in greeting as Z’ress introduced her to them.
“Pleasure to meet you.”
Z’ress stolen peek at Gel was not lost on her. She casually wondered when Ili was planning on getting him to Saranae’s. It should probably be sooner rather than later. She’d blow Winnie a kiss and chuckle.
“I’m delicious as always. You know I love getting you wound up Winnie. I was just thinking though that Ili needs to get Z’ress to Saranae’s soon. It might help him with some of that nervous energy."
She’d give a wink. Her expression would turn to a thoughtful one. She whispered so that only those in their little group would hear.
“If we need someone taken out, I know a few people who owe me favors.”
She’d offer casually as if hunting down a soul was a normal everyday thing for her.
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Post by jsmith506 on Mar 7, 2022 19:29:25 GMT -5
Z'ress' ears drooped a little and he shrunk a bit lower on the bar stool. His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and a bead of sweat trickled down his brow. All these total knock out exotic women talking about getting his rocks off and cherry popped like he wasn't sitting right in between them all... Sheesh, he was having a hard time sitting still on the stool, he shifted a bit trying to hide the fact he was pitchin' a tent. "Umm... I'm right here you know..."
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Post by Bor'Nerty on Mar 8, 2022 12:32:49 GMT -5
"Are your ears burnin' gnome?" he chirped. "Thanks for the refill, Winnie!" This was the best service he had ever received at this bar, giving him reason to probably tip more than usual this time. "I'll be happy to have you along, as long as you don't get attached to anybody you meet down there like last time." he paused with a sly grin. "I'll be back to settle the bill later. Excuse me a sec-"
~BAHMF~ * ~BAHMF~
Bor'Nerty winked at Ilimetha and teleported to the stool next to Z'ress, mug and all. He only stood about three and a half feet tall as he leaned on his shoulder and watched Illi get her hair twirled. He quickly diverted his attention to Gel. "Nice ta meecha, good lookin'!" he burped a little. "Scuse' me, sorry. I'm a goblin, and I'm in my cups or whatever they say around here." He would exchange pleasantries when he could. He looked down slightly. "I just happened to notice... not trying to be too obvious about it, but watcha got goin' on there buddy?" He slapped Z'ress hard on the back. He accidently spilled a bit of ale as he slowly realized the others may have heard him. "Sorry. I'm short. It's the dumbest thing, because I notice things like that first, which is unfortunate or fortunate depending on the situat-" Bor'Nerty froze. He shut up and brought the mug to his lips. His eyes widened and looked around as he took another sip of the black ale. The infernal goblin gave a concerned look as he grasped the large mug protectively, as he had just realized it had spilled as he drank with a grunt. "Mmph! I may have... put you on the spot there. But it looks like you could use a bit of advice...!" Bor'Nerty felt like sharing. ~TWENTY UNFILTERED MINUTES LATER~
Bor'Nerty peeked down the bar and patted Z'ress's broad shoulder, whispering loudly. He had been talking this entire time, and Z'ress had heard way too much based on his expression. "I'm just joshin' with ya, pal. I'm gonna be dead honest with ya, though. Talkin' from experience... Best sex ever, but it nearly destroys what little soul you have left!" he laughed hysterically. The tiefling drank approximately half of the mug, then ate the entire lemon slice whole with dozens of tiny, sharp teeth. It was unclear if he did this out of ignorance or on purpose. "Nice. A mid drink snack!"
He sat back down, happy as a kobold at a vigil as he watched Aly take the ring with a soft laugh. "Oh... and now I'm back on the clock. Guess that means the diatronic goes to..."Z'ress was now the proud owner of the cursed accordion. Bor'Nerty excitedly handed him the instructions, which had been written on a thick piece of paper about the size of a business card*. "Let me know if you need help with translation!"He turned back to Ilimetha and smiled warmly. "I can hang out here while we prep for the bad place. Leave me two or three drinking partners, though... whoever's going with me is fine. Being drunk on your first trip to hell is probably recommended!"He chuckled with a glint in his eye. ~CLICK FOR GOOD TIME GOBLIN MUSIC~*see previous posts
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Post by Gel'hara Ironvein on Mar 8, 2022 18:10:03 GMT -5
Gel would smirk a little at him and nod as he explained the truth. ‘How is your mother by the way, give her my best. I know she has a soft spot for me.’ She’d grin a little at Z’ress. She’d glance between nerty and Aly associating each with their name. She’d offer the two of them a polite bow.
‘My lady, Mr. Nerty..’
Gel would politely smile as Nerty went on a tangent, a wiskered brow raising ever so slightly as he continued on. She’d not politely, until she saw movement in the corner of her eye. She’d turn her head her eyes refocusing.
Two familiar familiar figures finally sauntered on back into their midst. She deftly caught the pouch of coins in her spare hand, having left her arm on Z’ress shoulders out of habit at this point. Not thinking anything of it it……
She’d pocket the purse and grinned happily at winnie showing off her pointy kitty teeth. ‘Thank you, winnie. It was my pleasure. I’m fairly certain as a returning customer I’ll be able to work out a better deal the 2nd time around…’ she’d wink playfully.
She’d grin at Ili in greeting to the wink. That is until Ili made an unexpected comment that not just led to Gel giving the Tabaxi version of the flemen response.
"We may not be going to get Zeddy's cherry popped but you should be careful around him Gel. He's got a hair trigger and with you rubbing all over him, out boy might just pop."
She’d immediately withdraw her arm pulling away instinctively, her sharp eyes catching the withdrawing guilty glance as he retreated from checking out her figure. Gel would make a face at him, before cuffing him on the back of the head as he whined about them talking about him like he wasn’t there.
‘Oh shut up shit ass. You brought this shit on yourself. Suck it up and be a man.’
She’d turn away from him shaking her head, moving over toward the ‘ladies’ side of the group, She knew winnie was busy playing with ili’s hair which was the perfect time to tease winnie with her ‘fuffy’ tail. And it’d put distance between herself and Z’ress. Whom she now glanced at with a weary eye.
It also gave her a chance to observe Aly a little closer. She was definitely one of those drow that had the luck of the draw to be easy on the eyes no matter what species held her gaze. And she could appreciate everyone elses appreciation of her as well.
But she found the womens comments most interesting, considering her occupation. But who was Gel to judge. If they wanted a merchant, or someone high enough up, well Gel was fully aware of gossip and any unrest. If she too poked around enough, perhaps there would be someone who wouldn’t be missed that would be worthy of this mission.
Gel would acknowledge Nerty from where she now stood as he had replaced her as using Z’ress as a leaning post. A deep and satisfied smirk crossed her stripped features as Nerty slapped him on the back and basically called him out. This was turning into a most entertaining evening indeed.
As if to further express her excitement her tail, would sneak up and gently tickle winnies chin, before moving up to her nose and cheek, gently caressing her face as if Gel was using her tail as an extra hand or finger. She didn’t mind. It was often a nice release of pent up nervous energy to have her tail to wrap or wap upon.
It was fascinating that the Goblin had so much to talk about. She almost pitied Z’ress, but then she figrured it was good for him. Perhaps it would lend the young man some much needed perspective. She’d smirk a bit, glancing at nerty and the talk about drinking buddies.
As far as Gel was concerned she’d had and was earning herself free drinks, and therefore would be a logical individual to ‘stay behind’ and if nothing else doing some team-building-drinking, while they waited for the rest of the party to complete their missions before the true adventure would begin.
The grey blue eyes would fixate on nerty. A slow purse of her lips and a slight narrow of her eyes she spoke carefully.
‘I will stay, drink and keep you company. Something tells me you’ve got an entire library of fascinating stories you’d be more than willing to indulgently talk about over drinks. And that Sounds absolutely riveting.’
Her eyes held nerty’s gaze to see what his counter response would be.
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Post by Ilimetha on Mar 12, 2022 13:39:55 GMT -5
Ilimetha's amber eyes slid over to Z'ress as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Were they in a more public place, or perhaps a place that really gave a damn about social protocols, it would be quite normal to ignore a male and speak of him as if he were not there. Even here in Ched Nasad the male Drow were considered lesser than their female counterparts. But they were all friends here and Ilimetha had come to look upon the teenage boy with care. He called her Auntie, though even being blood family down here didn't mean you were safe or cared for. Being a half breed he should've been treated more or less like a slave, at best a pet. Ilimetha supposed fending for herself most of her young life to keep from being caught and sold into slavery herself made her soft when it came to social standards. Ema'laeth didn't seem to mind when she first picked out of the street. One of the many things about the Boss Lady she liked.
"Ah! Z'ress! There you are. I didn't see you. We were just saying how we should get you to Sarnae's before too long for education." She'd tease as she watched him be uncomfortable. Had Ema'laeth followed Lolth she would've sent him to be educated by the temple by now. That would've been a damned shame. You can't even pay a Priestess of Lolth to be gentle.
Gel would freak out as she realized what was going on with Z'ress and Ilimetha would snort laugh at the Taxabi's response. Telling him to suck it up and be a man may not have been the best phrase.
"Don't worry Gel. He'll get there one day. May not happen on this trip but afterwards, if he's good, maybe Aly could get us a discount to take him to Sarnae's....."
A long ear would twitch, catching wind of what Nerty was telling the kid. Her face would almost blanche at what was coming out of his crooked lips. What in the nine hells..... She'd just stare at the bar, blink, then turn her back on that scene to look at the beautiful women before her, blocking out Nerty's rant and any mental images that might've popped up.
"So. Um. I'm thinking Winnie and I should acquire this soul. It's her gun after all. We'll go kill someone and bring it back. I also suggest we stay behind while Nerty takes a smaller party to get the information. We can look after your souls while you're out. You okay with that Winnie? Unless you really want to go to hell with Nerty?"
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Post by Bor'Nerty on Mar 14, 2022 9:48:59 GMT -5
Bor'Nerty winced slightly as he pondered Gel's familiarity with a succubus. "Why I haven't thought of mother since... the last brooding season! I'd say another thousand or so of my siblings will begin roaming the rings shortly. I'd say she might be too busy to reach out though. I feel sorry for who ever has to clean up the bazaar after they get mobile. I'll be dropping by her place during our down time if you want to say hi."
He smiled with a toothy grin.
"We even might get to see how many of my little brothers and sisters didn't get devoured if we stick around there long enough. It'll be a hoot!"
Bor'Nerty liked the idea that the cat lady was paying attention to him. The infernal goblin had a few more gulps of ale and burped as he lazily admired Gel.
"Are... you. ... ... arrre youuuuuuuuuuuuuu falling in loove wit me?" ~BAHMF~ Nerty floated a few feet from Gel's face and batted his eyes in mid air. ~BAHMF~ he scooted close, as his pointed tail wrapped around hers ~BAHMF~They were kissing as they were pronounced man and wife~BAHMF~He placed her hand in his as they watched the sunset in rocking chairs as an elderly couple~BAHMF~he teleported back to the stool, completely oblivious of what just happened within the span of ten seconds.
It was a drunken illusion. The tiefling shook his head violently, disrupting his buzz as another flame shot out of his nose. He grasped Z'ress arm to keep his balance on the barstool.
"Ahem. Sorry. Sorry.... not sure what in hell that even was. Tieflings absorb and metabolize alcohol differently depending on the.... species. It only takes a few tablespoons to get me smashed, but then I burn through the buzz in a few seconds."
he was trying to block his thoughts and was still shaking it off.
"Okay! ... ANYWAY!! For those going with me....listen up, I'm going to go over the basics on how to survive a tour of the underworld ONCE."
Bor'Nerty held up a single finger and began to brief them.
"I hope you all like pork, eggs, and hot Pepsi. Also-does anyone have any horsemeat, peanut, or shellfish allergies? Because that is sort of a traditional first meal during the first visit."
He whispered to Z'ress aside. "It's also what I could afford to buy in bulk, slightly expired and on clearance."
"-ALSO, If you are pregnant or become pregnant, I will need to know upfront. No nefarious reasons, mind you... just remember I will not be held legally responsible for any demonic spawn (other than my own, heheh), so try not to have a whole bunch of relations, regardless of where we end up."
He tapped his mug thoughtfully. "Just keep in mind, even if you all make terrible decisions, I will keep your spirits and bodies intact. Your soul is your responsibility. That's the only guarantee you get from me."
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Post by darkheart on Mar 16, 2022 21:35:04 GMT -5
Winnie would giggle, watching the place be livelier than it had been in years. Typically it was filled with the rankest of garbage dwellers this side of the drider pits. It served to throw those seeking vengeance or justice off her scent and dissuade people from interrupting her. After a long moment and a few interactions, she'd start to polish the glasses behind the bar just as Reggie did in his spare time. She had standards, even with the rankest of the rank and file. She'd listen to 'Nerty's diatribe to Z'ress.
"'Nerty! Don't forget to tell him about that one time...you know, with the two goats, the virgin, the umberhulk and a grilled cheese sandwich! THAT was classic! If he goes full gator and get the tail movement right he'll have them eating right out of his hand!!"
She'd shoot Aly a sly wink at the mention of getting her motor humming. The woman had her ways to be sure. Before she could respond, Gel's tail caressed her face. Shrieking at the top of her lungs, Winnie full body hugged it with glee, shaking it back and forth.
"It's...so...soft...and...FLUFFY!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
After a long moment she would blink, her eyes darting about before coughing uncomfortably. Licking her lips slowly, she took a clean mug and slid it to the Tabaxi with a dignified sniff.
"Yes, well, on the house Gel. Sorry about that. *Ahem* I must know what you use to keep it in such great shape while on the road. My pigtails get so frizzy. Ugh."
She would hop up on the bar after a moment and hang around Ilimetha's neck alike a backpack, careful not to choke her.
"I'm always up for a good killing, Me-me! I doubt I even need to get suited back up. Morons around this town are easy pickin's. Barely a challenge. I should give'em the handicap of doing it in my kimono...but I won't let the pervs have the eyeful. So I at least better go put some pants on. Be right back!"
She'd growl playfully, biting the tip of Ilimetha's ear like a puppy, shaking it back and forth gently but not hard enough to cause any pain. Dropping to the floor, she walked back to her room to put some actual clothes on.
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Post by jsmith506 on Mar 16, 2022 21:40:20 GMT -5
Z'ress sat there, stunned, his eyes had glossed over and he shuddered in horror at the unspeakable things that came out of 'Nerty. "... Words to the wise good sir...." Was all the scarred youth could come up with. He turned his head to Gel and Ilimetha then, "I really don't think you could pay them enough..." His mouth dropped a bit then when he unwittingly offended Gel, he turned away from them and stared behind the bar.
Gel's words stung the teenage weregator like a razor. His clawed fingertips got longer and sank into the bar, his white hair retracted inside his armored scaley skin as he grew into his hybrid form. The barstool creaked and groaned under the added weight. "Brought this on myself...? I'm afraid if I showed you how much of a man I can be, I'd split you in half... " His toothy maw was clamped tightly shut, the ale mug he had in his left hand flumped onto the bar when he let go. It was crushed under the pressure of his big palm and fingers. His tail thumped onto the floor a few times with heavy thuds. "I avoid those types of relations because it's not, safe... I will help Mr. Nerty, perhaps I can tame some hellfire while we're down there."
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Post by Ilimetha on Mar 17, 2022 16:43:54 GMT -5
So many things were happening at once. Winnie shriekinglike a hook horror at the sight of something cute, Nerty popping in and out belching fire, Aly just being gorgeous and lickable, and Gel showing up to be that something cute. Idly she'd wonder what furry boobs felt like. It was the extent of her exploration desires however. She just wanted to reach over and give them a good squeeze, maybe a cuddle. Other than that she suspected hair would get everywhere.
Unfortunately, it meant she missed out on the triggered youth and before she knew it Zeddy had shifted to about three times his normal size, snapping with a row of huge teeth. The crowd, perhaps sensing a fight that didn't happen, just took their booze and moved out of the way of the large tail that swept at least one tall table off it's legs.
She'd sigh, reaching into her bag. She'd pull out snacks of salted fish and slide them in the large weregator's direction. She'd also offer up a chocolate bonbon from the surface. Upon sight of Aly she had hoped to use it to tempt the woman, but calming down an angry hormonal teenage lizard was more important.
"Calm down Z'ress. Here, have a snack. You'll feel better."
She'd give his scaly, clawed hand a pat.
"Sounds like we have a plan. No time to wait. I'll take Winnie to go collect the soul while you guys talk amongst yourselves. Shouldn't take but an hour or so."
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Post by Bor'Nerty on Mar 18, 2022 12:17:31 GMT -5
Bor’Nerty shook off the memory. “No need scarring the boy, Winnie. It might turn him off grilled cheese sandwiches. Hell, that nearly turned me off of virgins!”
His eyes became small and squinty as Z’ress’s insinuation. “Pay?” he snort laughed at the notion. ~~~ The cat lady was getting a little feisty. “Oh shut up shit ass. You brought this shit on yourself. Suck it up and be a man!”The infernal goblin acknowledged Gel with a mischievous wink as he watched Z’ress form suddenly shift into a giant hairy reptile. Gel's words stung the teenage weregator like a razor. His clawed fingertips got longer and sank into the bar, his white hair retracted inside his armored scaly skin as he grew into his hybrid form. The barstool creaked and groaned under the added weight. "Brought this on myself...? I'm afraid if I showed you how much of a man I can be, I'd split you in half." His toothy maw was clamped tightly shut, the ale mug he had in his left hand flumped onto the bar when he let go. It was crushed under the pressure of his big palm and fingers. His tail thumped onto the floor a few times with heavy thuds. "I avoid those types of relations because it's not, safe... I will help Mr. Nerty, perhaps I can tame some hellfire while we're down there."“I’m happy you want to help, but you’re gonna learn a few things about me real quick, son.”
Bor’Nerty deftly picked up the small accordion. He was about to perform an unspeakable act of horror. He began playing it. The music that came out was mesmerizing, loud, and seemingly everywhere at once. The usually loud room fell eerily silent as a band of unseen demons joined the song with other instruments. Anyone with a drop of demon blood in their veins would be transfixed upon Bor’Nerty, but even those who didn’t could not ignore this. CLICK LINK FOR SONGZ’ress would feel the inner beast within him fall into a trance, as if its chin were being scratched. It would be as if he were experiencing sunning himself on a rock. The infernal tiefling’s posture had gone from relaxed and slouched to alert and concentrated as it seemed that playing this song was the only thing he took seriously. His tail moved independently, swaying with the tune a bit like a serpent as he closed his eyes. Shortly after the song was over, Z’ress awoke to a small pile of salted fish on the bar from Ilimetha. Bor’Nerty eyed the chocolate for a few seconds. He took a quick bow after it was done, noting the blissful expression of a few faces and a few claps from his captive audience. “A demonstration, everyone. I’m actually not a bard, but I dabble. Yes, Z’ress, I needed to show you HOW you will tame hellfire… with this. I also wanted to point out I do not have any natural musical ability.”The infernal goblin smirked and tapped the bar smartly, placing the accordion in front of the weregator, gently. “I picked it up in a black auction In Sheol a few decades ago. I know that means next to nothing right now, but if you knew the place you’d understand what you have here.” He tucked the instruction card into the flap on the handle. “This accordion is a cursed instrument made to work on immortals just short of deities. I mean, you can play for a demon prince, and he might not flay you alive, but you can’t expect him to fawn over you and rub your feet afterwards.”He blinked a few times. “Mortal folk all react differently when it is played. Some are repulsed by the sound, yet others have told me it can… um… make them bothered. It sort of depends on the alignment, I guess… lawful good being one end of the spectrum and chaotic evil being the other.”
Reggie eventually refilled his mug. “Bout effing time, Shitass…. Sorry, sorry… that’s somebody else’s catch phrase I borrowed.” He placed a hand over his mouth in fake embarrassment. “Heh.”
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Post by Niwyn Bleu on Mar 24, 2022 20:27:56 GMT -5
Winnie would sigh as she heard Z'ress pitch a lizzard hissy. Donning her armor, she heard the music and wondered what was happening. Her nose would wiggle, her eyes water and of a sudden she would rip a loud, groaning fart. Scrunching her face up, she wished her back room had more ventilation. Summoning a slight breeze, she cleared the air around her.
"Darn Demon music....always gives me gassy indigestion....it's always something around here, I swear, Tee Hee!"
She would tighten the buckles on her oiled leather and wiggle into her boots. She lamented the lack of time to wash the blood off it all properly and re-oil it, but that would be saved for another time. Nearly skipping back to the bar, she grinned, opening her mouth and preparing to announce she was ready to go with Ilimetha, when her eyes near bulged out of her head and her face went crimson scarlet. Her small gloved finger would point at the bar, and she would shake with rage.
"Who......who....WHOOOOOOO.........who.....scratched....my....BAR?!?!? I'll KILL them! I'll FRY THEM like....like....I'LL BOIL THE EYES OUT OF THEIR HEADS!! Don't you kobold humping, umberhulk licking sacks of troll dung know that I....have....STANDARDS?!?!?"
Lightning would crackle at her fingertips as she pointed to each of them in turn.
"Who was it? Was it you?!?!? YOU? Tabaxi...those look like claw marks! Z'ress! Did you gator my bar? I swear if it was you and your damnable hormones you won't make it to the pleasure house before I rip off your gator hot dog and shove it in your buns young man!!"
She would huff and puff for a few moments, then flop in her butt with her arms crossed and her lower lip in full quivering pout.
"That bar is Rylothian Xate wood. The nice lekku ladies gave it to me....it'll take forever to fix that....stinkin' jerks...."
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