The Tipsy Imp (Ongoing RP Thread)

[MechaMistress]

*After a long night, a groggy and disheveled elf wanders downstairs from the Imp. She wrinkles her nose in distaste as she eyes those already gathered by the bar. With a dip of her head to Erork, she mutters something and slips into the kitchen to help with dishes.*

"Euuugh... brandy."

[appleseedy]

much merriment was had at the performance of "The Pirates in Wet Pants* the audience left happy and no one was killed. Tailor was seen stuffing his shark prop into a bag of holding before leaving.

[Malzaron]

*A man of malhurandi decent would leave a letter with the barkeep*

*the letter simply reads*

Butcher,

I seek a council with you. should you be willing I will be located at the enclave as usual.

*signed Malzaron*

[appleseedy]

A letter addressed "violet" left with Erork. unfolded it would read "hi violet have your pay for the play, come find me. Tailor" He would also ask Erork if she had been seen around recently

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In the days after the Frost Fair a hin-sized, hooded and hunched figure can occasionally be seen around the Tipsy Imp. They speak to various people in private or hand out notes. If addressed, the figure speaks with a strange accent and a heavy emphasis on any 's' sound. One may catch them audience addressing the figure as 'Kizupple'.

[Rane]

Salazar enters the Tipsy Imp and orders a glass of wine. His magnificent coat shows no signs of the road.

Salazar's face is covered in black soot. He quickly explains it away as "an explosion" to The half-orc bartender, and looks over toward the peculiar hin-sized hooded figure.

Salazar removes a white cloth from one of the many neatly assorted magical pouches on his belt. He wipes his face and leaves the cloth on the table.

Upon his person is a magnificently made bow slung over the shoulder, and many different wands line his belt. They aren't tucked in, but clasped to the belt in neat fashion. Each of them has a distinct design and they all look to be made from the same maker.

"Who is that peculiar little one?"

Salazar asks the bartender.