Tavern
11:15, Today: Jenouise rolled 13 using 2d6+5. Comedy.
Her fevered eyes move across him, looking at him as if he did not really exist, but something inside him did exist. ”Of course.” She began walking around the room, looking at patrons. She is looking for someone willing to play along, and honestly you don’t make a living at this without being able to spot a prime punter. She saw one early on, but building the suspense was part of the fun. She just stuck her head into tables and looked at them, with her fever mad eyes and grin, and fingers wiggling in the air. She waited for the room to quiet down, her behavior would ensure this. Perhaps some murmur and snickering and then, she shook her tambourine and palm played the drum part. She strode around, pretending again to draw out her choice, but went back to the punter she saw earlier. She took him by the hand and got him to stand up. She motioned to him and got the tavern to come behind her and cheer him on until he relented and nodded his assent.
She turned to the room and slashed at her throat, her way of demanding silence which she got, immediately. Everyone leaned in to make sure that could hear. She began:
”So I met a group of travelers, mercenaries, on the way here. They faced off against a foul Ork horde, and their mighty leader Hu...”
Punter: ”Who?”
”Exaclty.”
”What?”
”No. No. No. Watt was to the left, casting lightening bolts.”
”Wait who is on the left flank.”
”No, I’ve already told you, Hu is in the middle, he is the big cheese, the man with the plan, the head honcho in charge. Hu is in the middle.”
”I’m sorry, I don’t know.”
”No. No. No. She was in the back, invisible. I love invisible, very fun thing to cast.”
[Frustrated]“WHO?”
”Oh no. Ida Nau. Would you please listen.”
”Sorry, I am confused.”
“Wrong again. You are my punter, a very prestigious position. Con Phuse’d was the leader of the Mercenaries”
”I’m a punter?”
”Silly, Ida is a Nagga, you are a Punter.”
”I though you was in the middle.”
”Now you are catching on. Hu in the middle. Watt on the left. Ida in the back.”
”I give up, who?”
”Are you calling me an Ork?”
[nearly in tears]”No you are a clown.”
“YES! You got that all by yourself. For that you get a kiss.” She kissed him on the cheek and nudged him to sit down.
[to the man beside him] ”What just happened?”
[man beside him smacks him with a walking stick] ”You are braindead, she told you like six times, Watt is on the left.”
Jenouise takes a bow...
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