Good evening Budehuc

[trueltning_fury]

[There's a tall man clad all in leather walking through the gate, hiking alone with a pack slung over his back. It's like he knows exactly where he is, exactly what he wants, and doesn't mind whether or not he attracts any attention.

At least, until he has a glance around to see what's changed recently.]

...please tell me the tavern is still open.

Comments

[flowingstrike_loser]

It looks alright to me. Apparently, there were more people before but I wouldn't really know.

[trueltning_fury]

Yeah, this place was buzzing about six months ago, give or take. Looks like nobody wanted to stay once the war was over.

[flowingstrike_loser]

What a shame. It's a nice and quiet little town.

[trueltning_fury]

It seems to be Budehuc's lot in life. To quietly keep to itself in this far corner of the continent...

[whoops didn't mean to wax philosophical there...]

[flowingstrike_loser]

Heh, so what are you? A mercenary? I'm sure Moana would be ecstatic if that's true. She seems to always be looking for people to take on requests.

[trueltning_fury]

That's right. [That gives him reason to pause and look a little more closely at this chatty fellow. Very astute.] But I have an employer. I have little need to go casting about for work.

[flowingstrike_loser]

That must be great. I used to get irritated with my job, but now that I'm stuck here it makes me think it wasn't so bad.

[trueltning_fury]

....stuck here?

[This sounds like a tale he'd like to hear...]

[flowingstrike_loser]

Yep. It has to do with some complicated time traveling nonsense. There's some other people in my situation also. It's pretty crazy.

[trueltning_fury]

Time traveling.

[Have a look of disbelief. Even if he knows how crazy magic can be, that's not something you hear every day.[]