
@Korrin
(you lost it again?)
(sign in keeps demanding I verify I'm human, won't show me the box to do so. Decides its done loading after givin me orders )
(you lost it again?)
(sign in keeps demanding I verify I'm human, won't show me the box to do so. Decides its done loading after givin me orders )
(i'd say go talk to the innkeep?)
(Who? Also, my antisocial arse is struggling to make a social character lol, dont want it to seem forced)
(Laural could?)
(Laural or Ama probably. Simon is very intent on his pancakes, Chris isn't social in the first place, and Al is lowkey kinda a B)
(Sure)
Ama got up, excitedly. "I'm gonna go talk to the innkeeper! I'm gonna ask about anything strange around here. Who wants to come?"
Joseph motioned to his coffee, content with just sitting there and drinking it for the time being.
Al did almost the same, swishing her monster in the can before taking a sip, and Simon, as expected considering he was wholly focused on his pancakes, didn't even respond.
Laural turned to Ama. "Do you want me to come?"
Ama shook her head. "No, I can do it!" Before getting up, tossing her trash, and heading up to the front desk.
Chris silently stood up and followed Ama, not wanting anything to happen to the youngest of the group, and his anxiety not liking that she was going to go talk to a stranger, alone.
(You guys will never believe what happened)
Al followed after Ama closely with her gaze. She kept a close eye on Ama everywhere the group took her the very second she left the main group. She didn't always accompany the young girl but never ever left her completely unsupervised. Besides, even though Chris was with Ama, Al didn't like the vibe of the innkeeper.
As soon as the pair got within the general vicinity of the innkeepers desk, he looked over with the same unnerving smile
Ama faltered for a second, before going on with her bright smile. "Hello! We wanted to know if you had heard of anything strange around here recently?
Chris stayed a few feet back, listening, and carefully shuffling his special weaponized deck of cards, he had put on black gloves on the way to the desk, to keep him from getting cut with the cards.
Al watched from the table, not hearing the discussion but closely observing the odd mannerisms of the innkeep.
The man never dropped his smile. He shook his head negatively, his movements twitchy and odd. "No. Nothing odd really. Simple wood, beautiful lakes, but nothing out of order" He mused. It hadn't been noticeable during check-in, or at the least Joseph never mentioned it, but the innkeeps voice was.. weird, to say the least. He sounded scratchy and old, the way the floorboard on the stairs of an abandoned house might creek, and he spoke slowly, not as if he was finding the word, but as though he wasn't used to speaking. Like he was taking his time getting his words out. It was an unsettling combination
Ama's hand shook behind her back, but she continued smiling. "Are you sure? Neri suggested you might know something."
Laural watched her sister closely, almost glaring at the innkeep
Chris observed the innkeeper, taking mental notes of him, planning to google about him later, he looked for a nametag or something to tell him who this man was.
His nametag, a small gold placard clipped to his breast pocket read 'Joe Green'. It was an extremely generic name, to be honest. "I mean, there's always the risks that come with the forest, but aside from the odd few missing persons from years past, nothing. Not current at least." He responded. The damn smile. With each syllable he uttered, his smile faltered just enough to form letter sounds
("What'km ESD find mst.mkssknfnkerdkdn?
What j just managed to sleep. In case you haven't tell, autocorrect cannot help a sleep deprived Eldritch horror half the time. I'm surprised it's managed to get the rest of it, because what I've types had not been any more coherent)
(I will reply when I can actually form cohesion thought)
"Oh! When was the last one.?" Ama asked excitedly. She was bouncing on her toes, excited to have possibly found a lead.
Laural watched wearily, nibbling on her food
Chris made a mental note of the name, figuring it was fake, from the genericity of it, but if he looked up the name with the location, he might find something.
"A year and a half ago. Never found the poor bloke" He replied. At this, his smile dropped a bit, but returned almost immediately
Ama nodded. "What was his name? Were there any clues? Maybe we could find him!"
She seemed genuine, not only wanting to find the cryptid rumored to be around here, but also to find any victims that weren't found.
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