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Post by Licht on Aug 20, 2016 6:11:43 GMT
All seems quiet in the guild, which should probably unsettle Kynger. If he goes upstairs, he may notice that the door to his office is open a crack.
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Post by Elam on Aug 20, 2016 7:35:34 GMT
To make money in a tavern you have to have customers. Kynger looked around and there were no patrons, it was early in the day true but usualy he had one or two waiting for the doors to open. The barkeep was at his post and a waitress was on staff and he just shrugged at them and turned to head up the stairs to his office. He wasn't paying much attention when he reached for the handle to his door. He paused, something was amiss. The door was slightly open. He pondered why and had a sinking suspicion he knew why and he just wished not to find out. However he needed to sift through some work and knew he needed to be in his office. Kinger sighed and walked into the room, however he did so with his senses heightened if someone was here to hurt him. He was the the guild leader after all.
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Post by Licht on Aug 26, 2016 19:39:42 GMT
"Well HELLOOOOOO sweet cheeks, how have you been?!" Rime lounged in a paint me like one of your french girls pose suspended between the antlers of the moose head affixed to the wall. "I've been waiting so long, terribly bored and all that." The Salamander batted his eyelashes, fanning himself with some of Kynger's paperwork. "Sooo what's new?" He grinned as if he already knew something about something new that Kynger didn't.
While that in and of itself probably would have been enough to bother Kynger, the fact that probably takes more of his attention is that there was no stuffed moose hanging in his office. In fact the moose isn't stuffed at all. Rime has somehow attached a live moose to the entire wall of his office. The moose, for it's part stares at Kynger equally confused about what it is doing here.
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Post by Elam on Aug 27, 2016 3:02:39 GMT
Kynger blinks, he looks at Rime laid out on the moose's antlers and cocks his head to the side. His face showing disbelief. He stops in his tracks, turns around and walks back out the door closing it behind him. Outside in the hall he has fingers pressed to the bridge of his nose. Thinking to himself he just cannot fathom what he just saw was actually true. He tries to compose himself, trying not to become overly angry if what is in his office is real, trying to figure out what is wrong if what he saw wasnt actually there. He sighed, turned and opened the door again walking into his office once more.
This time he knew what he saw was real. A moose, large stinky smelly, better not shit on his floor, moose. And of course Rime was here, because...just because.
"Rime...I want to know why...no No..I am not sure I do want to know. But I have too. WHY IS THERE A MOOSE IN MY FUCKING OFFICE..."
If looks could kill, Rime would be in trouble. Kynger walks over to Rime and yanks the papers out of his hand returning them to his desk. With which he noted was also out of place and not where it belonged and he was doing everything he could NOT to Kill the person he owed his life too. He spun around teeth bared.
"It all has to go back to the way it was..or I swear to the gods I will end you. You little flame lizard..."
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Post by Licht on Sept 2, 2016 18:09:36 GMT
Rime slithered off of the moose and dropped to the floor, looking around the office delightedly. "This is your fucking office? Why I had no idea! I would have decorated completely differently had I realized that!" He looks around thoughtfully as if he is excitedly planning how to redecorate.
He turns, remembering something. "Alright, that's enough Harold. Here's your coin." He passes the moose a small coinpurse, which it takes in its now outstretched hand as the Shifter reverts from full moose back to a shirtless brunette man and drops to the floor. He bows before excusing himself out the door before Kynger gets around to the actual murdering. Rime rambles on at his own peril
"Now what were we talking about again? By the way, you really have to tell your guild members which office is reserved for such extracurricular activities, I'm sure they were all under the impression that this was your non-fucking office. I'll have to make a sign for you."
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Post by Elam on Sept 12, 2016 22:48:05 GMT
"Oh gods be damned, this is not my fucking....no no, I am not doing this with you..not today." Kynger was steaming mad and he was glaring a hole through the lizard. He was realizing however most of his anger was not at the fire demon before him. There were no customers today and it had been a trend of late. While the thieves made plenty of money Kynger did not like failing and right now his tavern was and he needed a way to get his customers back. He moved around to his desk and with a hip bump moved it back into place. He pulled up his chair and sat down sighing as he did.
"Barkeep said maybe 2 had been in today...lunch use to be busy, food is still good, whats going on?"
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Post by Licht on Sept 18, 2016 7:23:15 GMT
Rime nodded seriously. "Right, not doing this with me today, so I pencil you in for a fucking office makeover a week from tomorrow. Or was that a you can't do the other part today? Saddlesore? I completely understand."
The Salamander began pacing about the room puffing on an ornamental pipe for effect. He also conjured up a wide brimmed hat to complete the image and donned it with a dramatic flourish. "So a lack of customers, it appears we have a mystery afoot!" He holds up his foot for dramatic emphasis.
"Although if I had to guess an actual reason..." Rime sat into a chair and propped his legs on the Vampyre's desk, which he knew would annoy him "people are probably freaked out. The people of this city just lost their queen and found out their princess is a horrible traitor and is out raising an army for gods know what awful purpose. Eating out and going for a night of drinking just might not be as popular a choice of activity when you've got that to worry about."
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