[Game Thread] Problem Sleuth

[Fragmaster01]

Fred: "Well, no ladies around here yet, but for you..." He smiles, and gives a twirl. When the muse comes back around, the 'he' is gone. "...I could be anything you want." She waves at the barstools. "Come, have a seat. What brings you here tonight? You don't seem like the folks Skieyl said wanted to play next week. Though, we are always looking for talented help." Again with the musical voice. You find your wings slowly perking up, despite your insistence that they play it cool. Stupid magical people.

[GleefulNihilism]

Wolfgang keeps looking around. The place didn't look that back actually. A bit magical in theme for his tastes but given the clientele not really a surprise.

[Archaon]

Moving down the stairs, Thaddeus takes a better look at the redhead hanging around the stage.

 

I really have no idea what this place is set up like. Would a map be possible?

[Moridain]

ooc With Charisma of -1, can I talk to people without instantly making them hate me? Dragons are people too...

"Ahh yes. Well we have been hired by an agency of people... like us." he says, not sure how else to put it, but gestures to the others in the group in all their glory. "We were told that three ladies ran this establishment, and there may have been a lack of understanding about how... our state might affect their clientelle?"

"I was wondering if you ladies would mind speaking with us privately about it? Without so many... normal ears around?" He gives a closed lip smile, trying not to completly put her on edge. He means her no harm, would love to talk this out and have the problem solve itself, and constantly flashing big teeth doesn't help...

[Fragmaster01]

 

OOC Full post will be up soon. Here's the club map. The Red Line shows parts of the basement floor that exist, but are covered up by parts of the first floor.

[Konton]

Brenton heads down the stairs slowly, noticing Thaddus had come this way but goes in the opposite direction while keeping his eyes peeled for any magical "hijinks"

Dice perception:

1d20+3

(6)+3

Total = 9

OOC: I do live!

[GleefulNihilism]

Ah, it looks like the Dragon among them is getting down to business. Wolfgang follows, still smiling but seeing if he can remember anything he's read out of that strange book he got.

[Fragmaster01]

"Well, I suppose. I hope this isn't anything serious. You look so grim. Cmon, it's a bar, lighten up!" She leads you towards the stairs overlooking the stage.

Thaddeus: The stairs are awkward, but you manage to get down without too much slipping. On the stage is an odd sort of person. Lanky, covered in red fur, with two large fluffy tails. Kitsune, you recall from the meeting. Don't they all sneak into peoples houses and boink some housewife for kicks? In any case, this one doesn't look to be the type. Grungey, with earrings, damaged clothing, and two lit glowsticks hanging from one of his three belts. He looks freshly imported from a Japanese video game, with the energy and oddity to match. "Heyo. Lookin for something? The bar's back up there, if you got lost."

[Caput]

Tobias strolls up next to Fred. "Hey. I wouldn't worry too much, we're not here to stop you doin' anything. It's just this place is changing folks pretty quickly and we need to keep that under control somehow. Can I get black russian? Fred, you drinking?"

[Konton]

Having seen nothing at this section of the bar Brenton heads back down the way that he'd seen Thaddeus go to see if he'd been able to see anything.

[Moridain]

Nodding, the dragonperson looks around for his companions, giving them a head tilt to follow him. His big teeth make him the least nice and calming member of their squad so he is hoping that someone else will take over talking from here.

They want to this to end peacefully, after all. They didn't know they were doing anything wrong, and deserve the chance to fix it before they go all killing and freezing on their faces.