- Local time
- Today 3:05 PM
- Messages
- 61
- Pronouns
- HE,HIM
deep in the forest there was a tavern where none knew each other and the bartender asked no questions as long as the coin was good. one day an adventuring party happened upon this inn on their way to places untold. a deal was struck with the parties bard, 3 songs in exchange for free room and meal. too good to pass up the bard agreed and set to work at the side of the hearth. the first song was lad named johnny and a ship, a good shanty and mirth was had bring some coin. the second song was a Johntey tune the bard called whiskey in the jar about a Captain Ferrol and a molly. this song brought much more gold and mirth with the particular crowd in the tavern that night. taking a small break to rest voice and consume an ale and stew the crowd demanded more and bard pleaded for a moment to eat but they would not abide. So it was the bard offered a story of a coffee shop and a particular dwarf. the story was as such
Bard: ok ok i take you've all heard of the cosmic coffee shop known as brew galaxy, yes yes i love their scones too now shut up there in the back. well i heard tale last week of an adventuring party not unlike my own, they had a bard not unlike myself who i hear did not have a cosmic time. so the story goes that the party or most of them anyway. entered this particular establishment and not knowing of it proceeded to ask many questions and even brought out the manager. oh let it be known that they had no idea their dwarven companion could not take what was to happen. one of their party triggered the trap of the barista I'm told its called now. oh the lad behind the counter began to sing and from tales i heard it was a off key tune. the bard he begged and pleaded for them to stop but no it was a jingle once begun it could not be halted. a few wizards i hear tell are the ones who enchanted the shop so if the song was begun it literally could not be stopped. anyway on and on it went and the bard oh the bard he looked as if someone was being tortured by screaming goats. so bad it was that the dwarf was laid low and desperate for escaped had to crawl to the door when finally the song ended. he breathed a sigh of relief when a young women shouted again again. i hear the dwarf cried so loud his heart stopped for 2 min before his party poured the black gold down his throat and dragged him away the barista deep into the encore.
the crowd laughed and laughed at the story of woe and caffeine. it brought much coin and finally ended the crowds demands. oh yes it let the bard of our tale finally drink and eat. the tavern made a hardy profit that night and the third song you ask well that was a song i dare not speak of. it was something the bard called polka and lets just say i dont think it'll catch on. oh by tyr i'm sorry i never introduced myself I'm the bartender from this tale and all of it is true. now are you going to order anything or do i gotta get Odis to toss ya out.
Bard: ok ok i take you've all heard of the cosmic coffee shop known as brew galaxy, yes yes i love their scones too now shut up there in the back. well i heard tale last week of an adventuring party not unlike my own, they had a bard not unlike myself who i hear did not have a cosmic time. so the story goes that the party or most of them anyway. entered this particular establishment and not knowing of it proceeded to ask many questions and even brought out the manager. oh let it be known that they had no idea their dwarven companion could not take what was to happen. one of their party triggered the trap of the barista I'm told its called now. oh the lad behind the counter began to sing and from tales i heard it was a off key tune. the bard he begged and pleaded for them to stop but no it was a jingle once begun it could not be halted. a few wizards i hear tell are the ones who enchanted the shop so if the song was begun it literally could not be stopped. anyway on and on it went and the bard oh the bard he looked as if someone was being tortured by screaming goats. so bad it was that the dwarf was laid low and desperate for escaped had to crawl to the door when finally the song ended. he breathed a sigh of relief when a young women shouted again again. i hear the dwarf cried so loud his heart stopped for 2 min before his party poured the black gold down his throat and dragged him away the barista deep into the encore.
the crowd laughed and laughed at the story of woe and caffeine. it brought much coin and finally ended the crowds demands. oh yes it let the bard of our tale finally drink and eat. the tavern made a hardy profit that night and the third song you ask well that was a song i dare not speak of. it was something the bard called polka and lets just say i dont think it'll catch on. oh by tyr i'm sorry i never introduced myself I'm the bartender from this tale and all of it is true. now are you going to order anything or do i gotta get Odis to toss ya out.