Tales From The Old Bald One-Eyed Salty Red Dog Tavern! (chapter 1, now closed)

OOC: Yes as in don't worry about measuring him, for K has had to do it before and already knew his disturbingly thin measurements, which she then told.
 

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OOC: If so then he has one as well...
"Oh, here it is...silly me I seem to have dropped it in my bag..."
I take the uniform out and hand it to her...
"Now we need to all put them on and match like the good deputies that we are."
 



OOC: See Below for basics:
"Lets see, kilt....kilt, he really has the wrong legs for a kilt....Hmmmm....maybe have an intergral pair of short pants that attach the kilt to them so that he can wear either...Maybe even long pants legs that can attach to the short pants so we don't have to see his legs....And Desert needs a nice loose fitting outfit that will not get snagged on too much when his attention is distracted. K. Will definately want an outfit that would make an elven dancer blush. Richard would most likely like a dark but sensible version of the same uniform...and that 'The Speaker' fellow....hmmm he looks like a robe and cloak type person. So since cut is out as a distinguishing characteristic we must needs go for colors. I see a dark Blue and Black for the legs area with a crimson red and black torso area. The cloak should be a dark black and purple.
 


And, with Desert finally arriving at the inn, the evening passes uneventfully (for the most part), and you all get together in the morning (as you've already done) to get your fabulous new matching uniforms <snicker> and set out for glorious adventure.

So... Whatcha gonna do?
 

Berserker Bill shows up for the new day with sallow eyes and a bloated feeling tongue.

However his spirits rise when he sees the party assembled with their uniforms. He takes his kilt and cape and steps somewhere private to change (OOC: just cause I'm a nice guy). When he comes out in his new uniform he's smiling broadly. "Very nice, good Elven tailor! You do your lineage proud!"

He then takes roll to make sure everyone's there. Assuming everyone is, he'll order the company a hearty breakfast, ("Thanks Muirna; Sunderkeg.") and then say to the party, "in my research, I have discovered that there is a kind of huge insect that often lives below ground in these parts. It is about the size of my considerable boot and depending on the breed, radiates enough heat to bake a Halfling to a briquette in four minutes. Therefore, I would propose we head to the local potion-smith and see if he can provide some sort of salve or liqueur to protect us from the creatures' radiance. Then, we make haste north, through goblin-infested parts, to the dwelling of man who will hopefully provide us with a final member to our party. Once we have this final member we will head underground to get the orb."

He then eats breakfast, saying through a mouthful of egg, "Everyone make sure you have all your gear."
 

Desert, lacking modesty, just changes into his uniform at the pick up point. He has minimal food at breakfast than pushes his plate away, he eagerly goes to get his gear, coming back and standing right next to Mr. Bill.

OOC: Lazlow, Please play my PC as you see fit, till I get back next week. Thanks.
 

I proceed to check the fit on everyones uniform...however at the explaination of the heat from the bugs I balk....
" But that sort of heat might damage the delicate fabrics that I have used to create these masterpieces. We will definately need to carry extra water to wet them down and keep them from smoldering...and more deputies....I have no uniform for them."
I am starting to look a bit distressed...
"K. you look wonderful, but it should fall like this..."
I start to reach towards her chest and catch myself after a second...
" well a little more to the left"
 

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