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You enter the inn which sat by the town’s harbor. From what the sign says the inn is called ‘Gunpowder Den’, which you would soon learn was a rather fitting name, as the moment you stepped in, it just reeked of smoke and smoked food, coupled with the smell of half rotten fish and ale. All around you would see various kinds of people in different kinds of moods and shapes.
You saw what looked to be a few pirates, who in turn gave you some threatening looks to keep to yourself. Then you saw a few ragged sailors, having a somber drink with some cooked fish and lettuce. And then a couple of guards as well who, from what you could see, were having a card game with some of the pirates, though it seemed like the guards were losing big time, as one of them threw their cards up into the air in anger.
*Whistle*
You hear someone whistle to you, so you look over to where it came from. You look over to the counter by the kitchen and see the entertainer, waving at you with a smile on his face. You walk over to him and take a seat beside him.
“Why hello again, hope things have been going well for ya. Because ooooohh boy, would I wish it did for little ‘ol me… *Slurp*” He says, taking a sip from his mug on the counter. “Work hasn’t been the grandest as of late, not many have been looking to get a job from me in a bit now, so… yeah…” He says, looking down at the food in front of him somberly.
“Oh, and if you wanted to hear a story today, sorry can’t do right now. I’m taking a bit of an off day on that part. But hey!, i can get you a dish of this stuff!. It tastes bloody…”
"AWFUL!!” Someone yells behind you.
Both you and the entertainer look back at the one yelling, and you see the bulky form of a big shark man holding up his plate of food in angered disgust.
His two rat men companions worryingly look at him, as one tells him “Don’t say that out loud Frank!. I’ve heard the cook here REALLY don’t like it when someone curses their cooking!” The first one hisses, as they scaredly look over towards and beyond where you are sitting.
“Yeah! I've heard they’ll put guys that do that six feet under!” The second says, covering his head.
“I don’t give a fuck!. I paid ten silver for this garbage, so like hell I'll let this slip!. HEY, COOK!” ‘Frank’ calls out to the cook in the kitchen behind the counter that you are sitting by, as he gets up from his table. “I wanna have a word with your sorry ass!. You call this cooking?!” He yells, holding up his plate before throwing it over your heads and into the kitchen. “A Goddamn navice could make sludge that’s better than this trash!” He yelled, as everyone in the inn stopped what they were doing, looked over at the scene that was happening, and slowly proceeded to hold their heads down or move them behind cover, while worriedly looking over to the kitchen.
“ooh boy…” The entertainer says, sounding like he knew what was about to happen
*Click…*
“...!”
“DUCK!” He then yells, grabbing you by the shoulder and ripping your head down behind the counter together with him
*KA-POW!*
“GAAAA!!!”
*Boom!*
After hearing the scream of a dying man, you look over to the complaining shark man and see him now lying dead on the floor, hand gripping the place he got shut.
“Are there any other picky rats that have a complaint about my cooking!?” A Soothing yet stern and commanding voice calls out from the kitchen, and when you look over to the voice you are met with a black sheep woman wearing chef garbs and hat, with the iconic skull and crossbones sewn into the fabric, as she walks out from the kitchen. In one hand she was holding what seemed to be a plate of vegetables and lobster, while in the other she held a smoking flintlock. Her eyes and face told you clearly that she was really annoyed at the moment.
“No?, good!" She yells, holstering her weapon onto her belt.
“Now which of you scurvy dogs ordered a smoked lobster with extra greens on it?” She asks, before looking back at the dead shark man she just shut. “And I’ll give ten silver to whoever gets that shit stain out of my business!. Can’t have corpses scaring away the customers!” She yells, before going back into the kitchen, leaving the plate she held on the counter.
As she left, some of the older looking pirates bursted out laughing, as they raised their mugs and cheered for her, saying “Yahahag!, That be good’ol Tina for ya!” laughing on, as everyone went back to what they were doing.
Both you and the entertainer raise back up on your seats, before you ask him what that was about.
“Oh that?, that tends to happen in this place whenever someone talks shit about her cooking. And speaking of, that was Tina, the chef and owner of the Gunpowder Den here. Used to be part of a rather hard and bloodthirsty crew of pirates back in the day who called themselves the Hellhound pirates…” He says, stuffing some of the food on his plate in his mouth.
“She left said crew a handful of years ago, which was quite a good thing she did that, because not long after she had left them, did they all get completely crushed by the Wingless Dragon” He stops to take a gulp of ale.
You look back to the dead shark man, and see that his body is already getting dragged out of the inn by his two former rat companions and a beefy looking rhino man.
“...But as you can see, she’s still as ruthless as she was in her pirate years on the seas. From what I hear, she would just kill you if you gave her the wrong look back when, now that only happens when you call her food making skills trash… Or ask about her two twin sisters” He says, but holds his hand up to cover the one side of his face while whispering the last part, as he warily looks into the kitchen.
“Apparently her sisters are A class hookers at the Red Queen's Brothel. I guess knowing that her only two siblings are just out there and sucking about any manner of dick there is, can be quite the sore spot for her whenever they are brought up” He says, giving a little sad and pitying look towards the kitchen, as you look inside too and see the back of the sheep woman’s head inside, hard at work readying the next order.
“...But anyways, enough of that sad stuff!. Want me to order you some fish?...”
And here's another one by the ever wonderful
TurdusPhilomelos!
So you know the drill!
You saw what looked to be a few pirates, who in turn gave you some threatening looks to keep to yourself. Then you saw a few ragged sailors, having a somber drink with some cooked fish and lettuce. And then a couple of guards as well who, from what you could see, were having a card game with some of the pirates, though it seemed like the guards were losing big time, as one of them threw their cards up into the air in anger.
*Whistle*
You hear someone whistle to you, so you look over to where it came from. You look over to the counter by the kitchen and see the entertainer, waving at you with a smile on his face. You walk over to him and take a seat beside him.
“Why hello again, hope things have been going well for ya. Because ooooohh boy, would I wish it did for little ‘ol me… *Slurp*” He says, taking a sip from his mug on the counter. “Work hasn’t been the grandest as of late, not many have been looking to get a job from me in a bit now, so… yeah…” He says, looking down at the food in front of him somberly.
“Oh, and if you wanted to hear a story today, sorry can’t do right now. I’m taking a bit of an off day on that part. But hey!, i can get you a dish of this stuff!. It tastes bloody…”
"AWFUL!!” Someone yells behind you.
Both you and the entertainer look back at the one yelling, and you see the bulky form of a big shark man holding up his plate of food in angered disgust.
His two rat men companions worryingly look at him, as one tells him “Don’t say that out loud Frank!. I’ve heard the cook here REALLY don’t like it when someone curses their cooking!” The first one hisses, as they scaredly look over towards and beyond where you are sitting.
“Yeah! I've heard they’ll put guys that do that six feet under!” The second says, covering his head.
“I don’t give a fuck!. I paid ten silver for this garbage, so like hell I'll let this slip!. HEY, COOK!” ‘Frank’ calls out to the cook in the kitchen behind the counter that you are sitting by, as he gets up from his table. “I wanna have a word with your sorry ass!. You call this cooking?!” He yells, holding up his plate before throwing it over your heads and into the kitchen. “A Goddamn navice could make sludge that’s better than this trash!” He yelled, as everyone in the inn stopped what they were doing, looked over at the scene that was happening, and slowly proceeded to hold their heads down or move them behind cover, while worriedly looking over to the kitchen.
“ooh boy…” The entertainer says, sounding like he knew what was about to happen
*Click…*
“...!”
“DUCK!” He then yells, grabbing you by the shoulder and ripping your head down behind the counter together with him
*KA-POW!*
“GAAAA!!!”
*Boom!*
After hearing the scream of a dying man, you look over to the complaining shark man and see him now lying dead on the floor, hand gripping the place he got shut.
“Are there any other picky rats that have a complaint about my cooking!?” A Soothing yet stern and commanding voice calls out from the kitchen, and when you look over to the voice you are met with a black sheep woman wearing chef garbs and hat, with the iconic skull and crossbones sewn into the fabric, as she walks out from the kitchen. In one hand she was holding what seemed to be a plate of vegetables and lobster, while in the other she held a smoking flintlock. Her eyes and face told you clearly that she was really annoyed at the moment.
“No?, good!" She yells, holstering her weapon onto her belt.
“Now which of you scurvy dogs ordered a smoked lobster with extra greens on it?” She asks, before looking back at the dead shark man she just shut. “And I’ll give ten silver to whoever gets that shit stain out of my business!. Can’t have corpses scaring away the customers!” She yells, before going back into the kitchen, leaving the plate she held on the counter.
As she left, some of the older looking pirates bursted out laughing, as they raised their mugs and cheered for her, saying “Yahahag!, That be good’ol Tina for ya!” laughing on, as everyone went back to what they were doing.
Both you and the entertainer raise back up on your seats, before you ask him what that was about.
“Oh that?, that tends to happen in this place whenever someone talks shit about her cooking. And speaking of, that was Tina, the chef and owner of the Gunpowder Den here. Used to be part of a rather hard and bloodthirsty crew of pirates back in the day who called themselves the Hellhound pirates…” He says, stuffing some of the food on his plate in his mouth.
“She left said crew a handful of years ago, which was quite a good thing she did that, because not long after she had left them, did they all get completely crushed by the Wingless Dragon” He stops to take a gulp of ale.
You look back to the dead shark man, and see that his body is already getting dragged out of the inn by his two former rat companions and a beefy looking rhino man.
“...But as you can see, she’s still as ruthless as she was in her pirate years on the seas. From what I hear, she would just kill you if you gave her the wrong look back when, now that only happens when you call her food making skills trash… Or ask about her two twin sisters” He says, but holds his hand up to cover the one side of his face while whispering the last part, as he warily looks into the kitchen.
“Apparently her sisters are A class hookers at the Red Queen's Brothel. I guess knowing that her only two siblings are just out there and sucking about any manner of dick there is, can be quite the sore spot for her whenever they are brought up” He says, giving a little sad and pitying look towards the kitchen, as you look inside too and see the back of the sheep woman’s head inside, hard at work readying the next order.
“...But anyways, enough of that sad stuff!. Want me to order you some fish?...”
And here's another one by the ever wonderful
TurdusPhilomelos!So you know the drill!
Category All / Fantasy
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