Come in and tell me your stories!
You enter the Inn and sitting in a wooden brown chair in the far corner is a young gentleman. He notices you and the chair creaks as he gets up and makes his way over to you.
"Finally!" he says enthusiastically "A person who's come in here! The place has been dead all day and I'm bored to death!" He looks around gesturing to the empty place. "More people will probably be here soon so let's get this place up and running with some life!"
He walks over to a bell and rings it loudly. It reverberates through the air and in no time at all, a haughty looking woman and a couple of bards come seemingly out of nowhere ready to bring you drinks and play some music. The woman goes behind a counter and pours a drink for you while the bards settle in a corner and start playing some relaxing music. You get a tap on the shoulder as you grab the drink. You turn around and the gentleman from before is facing you.
"Now that we're all set to relax for a bit, tell me a story would ya? I'm dying for a good story!"
You both sit down at a table and now that you think of it, you do actually have something to tell...
Gassy is exceptionally happy he has not been thrown out of the inn (at under 3' feet in height, Gassy is easily thrown when needed). He chugs his drink down in a wink, "That was free, right?! Can I call you Creaky?" Gassy carefully eyeballs the chairs, then asks the young gentleman, "Can I call the woman Haughty? ...and where did those bards come from?" Gassy eyeballs the bards, then puts his hand to the side of his mouth, whisper yelling to the young gentleman, "...doppelgangers!! You can never be too careful!" Gassy shakes his fist at the bards, then looks back to the young gentleman, "Is it a curse that's killing you? How long have you known that you've been dying? I'm guessing a witch did it! Probably said she'd tell you a good story, then cursed you! Burn the witch! That's what I say!" Gassy looks into his empty mug, then smiles at the gentleman.
The gentleman smiles back. Goblins have always been known to be not so well-mannered. He looks at the goblin. "First one was on the house but more and you'll have to pay up. You can call the woman haughty all you want but what she does after the fact is none of my business. The bards there live in this inn-need to give it some life somehow. And for your last question, no I'm not dying. What would make you think that?"
As he waits for the reply, he goes up to get another drink and comes back and sits down, starting to lean back as he relaxes.
"And one more thing" he says leaning forward slightly "I know your kind. You ain't the meanest thing on the block but you ain't the nicest either so just know that if you start becoming a little...too rambunctious, I'll be forced to...remove you from the premises" he says with a slight smile.
Gassy swallows hard and puts on a giant cheesy smile, twirling his tail nervously, "Well said! And Very generous! Thank You! Thank You! My name is Gassy the Goblin! A pleasure to meet you!" Gassy pulls out his old rotten bag, and draws forth a large, ancient tome (larger than what would normally fit). "Glad you're not dying! I still say we burn the witch!" Gassy makes shifty eyes, and looks left to right. "Then you might like this!" Gassy opens the tome to the Gentleman;
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The Gentleman takes a sip of his drink "Nice to meet you Gassy." He looks at the tome closely examining everything about it from it's thick binding to the content itself. It was clearly hundreds if not thousands of years old and looked as if one drop from the balcony on the floor above would cause it to completely fall apart. How did it stay intact in the hands of this goblin?
"Very nice tome there. It seems to have some of the history of Tervarus as well as some fun facts." The Gentleman said "And I suppose I should introduce myself as well. I'm Parthuin, the InnKeeper here. The Bartender there is Helga, you can try burning her if you want but you might have a bit of difficulty with it, and our instrumentalists...actually not sure. I think they told me their name once but I forgot and they haven't brought it up. They also play really good music so I'm not too fussy on it."
The Gentleman leans back, arms on the armrests, drink in hand, beginning to relax. He closes his eyes and it looks like he might fall asleep.
"So what have you been up to lately?" He says without opening his eyes.
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