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deernet2021-09-04 04:22 pm
viciousmaukery) wrote in deernet2021-09-04 04:22 pm
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[A few days after everyone's settled in, this pops up:]
—working now? Oh, good, that took so much longer than I thought it would.
[To those well-versed in such things, they might quickly identify the androgynous figure onscreen right now, dressed in an eyesore of a coat, as a tiefling: there are the horns, the tail, the lavender skin, the red and pupil-less eyes. To those who aren't? Jesus, it's another fuckin' weirdo, and he's giving the camera a bow.]
Mollymauk Tealeaf, formerly of Exandria and the Mighty Nein and now of Trench, at your service! I'm a bit lacking in funds at the moment, so if you have some coin to spare, come to Cellar Door. I've set up near one of the statues. [And he pans the camera up to show an artistic, distinctive statue of a woman dancing, with cloth draped over her arms. Then down to a little portable table with a set of tarot cards laid out.]
For just two coppers, or whatever the equivalent is here, I'll tell you what the future has in store for you. Doesn't that sound like a steal to you?
[Advertisement over, he gets serious, and adds:]
Oh, and—if anyone from the Mighty Nein is here? Let me know you're safe. [Please.]
—working now? Oh, good, that took so much longer than I thought it would.
[To those well-versed in such things, they might quickly identify the androgynous figure onscreen right now, dressed in an eyesore of a coat, as a tiefling: there are the horns, the tail, the lavender skin, the red and pupil-less eyes. To those who aren't? Jesus, it's another fuckin' weirdo, and he's giving the camera a bow.]
Mollymauk Tealeaf, formerly of Exandria and the Mighty Nein and now of Trench, at your service! I'm a bit lacking in funds at the moment, so if you have some coin to spare, come to Cellar Door. I've set up near one of the statues. [And he pans the camera up to show an artistic, distinctive statue of a woman dancing, with cloth draped over her arms. Then down to a little portable table with a set of tarot cards laid out.]
For just two coppers, or whatever the equivalent is here, I'll tell you what the future has in store for you. Doesn't that sound like a steal to you?
[Advertisement over, he gets serious, and adds:]
Oh, and—if anyone from the Mighty Nein is here? Let me know you're safe. [Please.]
action;
I'm feeling very generous today. I'll take a trinket in place of your soul, how's that sound?
no subject
He does, actually, already surprise Cas with that request. Asking for his soul wouldn't have been any easier, but they physical is more of an immediate problem. Cas looks suitably caught off guard. ]
A, uh, trinket...? Alright. Let's... see what we've got here.
[ He starts patting himself down as if there might be a hidden gemstone in the clothes he's just acquired, but, no luck. What he comes up with, and eventually sets down on the table for his ante, is a flask. Inside is about four ounces of whiskey. Cas looks hopefully across the table. ]
I'm fresh out of solid gold bricks. Does this pass muster?