"N-nah, it's okay!" the boy laughs. "I just wanted to know what was going on in this queer little place. I had a few friends come to the bar and they told me that it was fun... they also mentioned that Sammy attacked here. Did anyone die?" He sounds worried.
tartaglia, they/he lesbian. i also go by skylar and reginald! First member of the bio trio™. victim of the writer’s block disease
Thuki shakes her head. "No 'un died, thankfully. Y' friends with Cappuccino and Bends, is it?"
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
"Hey," Bo replied, waving to Chris. "Oh!" He turned to Thuki, "Have you heard anything about that guy from last night? Can't remember his name for the life of me cause my brain was scrambled eggs, but wasn't there a fella you challenged or something?"
A hooded figure approached the inn, his face almost completely concealed. Just visible under his hood was a triumphant, crooked smirk.
The heavy front door of the inn was slammed open by its newest enterer, and various heads turned to the hooded figure that stood over its threshold.
"Oi! Thuki! How 'bout a dark one?" The figure made his way over to the bar, sort of sauntering as he did so. *Alright Finnie, not too cocky.* Choosing a stool near Bo, he sat down and drew back his hood. It was Finnegan Eld.
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"enterer?" lol probably not a real word, but.... oh well
"Show me t'e catch 'n we'll talk," she answers, coming over to his corner.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Finn nodded his head at the boy beside Bo. "Yep, it's Finnegan." He puffed out his chest just a little, and raised his chin at Thuki.
"Oh, I hope yer gonna be impressed," he told her, slipping one hand inside his jerkin. Pulling out a large, heavy, clumpy sack, he slapped it on the bar counter in front of himself and Thuki. Gently untying the top of it, he stretched open the sack and tipped it to spill its contents. Now on the counter lay a rather decent pile of gems, shining of all colors - rubies, sapphires, emeralds, etc.
"An' that's not all." Finn pulled out a few more smaller sacks, which clinked full of coins as he tossed them on the counter.
Finn leaned back with his arms behind his head. "Couldn't get that blasted Falcon, though," he winked.
She chuckles, eyes alight. "Oooh, the cat'll be happy tonight, young Finn." She ties up the bags. "Take 'em 'n come w' me, little kit." She puts the rag in her apron and goes behind the bar.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
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