Hello weary/wayward traveler! You have been walking for a couple days now trying to get to the mystical double bacon cheeseburger, would you want to, A: keep going? B: head on over to the inn? Or C: sleep in the forest?
You picked, choice A: The heavy burden of traveling hasn't gotten to you yet! You take a deep breath in before pushing onward in the hopes you get closer to your goal quicker, but alas, you fall into a ditch someone dug that leads to the secret mole people.
You picked, choice B: The pressure behind your eyes and the pounding of your head has begun to be too much to handle. You decide to head on over to the closest inn you can find after realizing how dark it's getting to settle down, but alas, along the way you hear the sky start to rumble warningly of an approaching storm. You run as quick as you can but get caught in the heavy rain and catch cold immediately. You managed to rush into the inn before lightening strikes right where you stood. But now, the innkeeper looks at you with a glower for getting their freshly cleaned floors muddy.
You chose, choice C: You are an independent traveler! You set up a camp with a couple of sticks and dirty blankets you've been meaning to wash along the way as covering, your temporary fort is strong and you start on a fire as the sky is growing darker, you leave camp in search of wood only to hear howling in the distance. You look over your shoulder fearfully when hearing the wolves get closer, yet you are pleasantly surprised to see it's actually a pack of Mimi-cute's eyeing you like you're their dinner.
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Continued (choice A): You scream loudly as you tumble down into the hole, coughing loudly and sputtering as dirt flies into your mouth-squealing as something slimy (a worm, maybe?) touches your hand. You finally tumble to the ground with a loud, "oof!", sound, your eyes widening at the sight of the secret mole people. It's not that they are intimidating per se-the stories about them definitely made them seem worse-but you're shocked to see a group of mole...children? Their beady little eyes squinting at you for your loud intrusion, their pink noses sniffing at the air to smell if you're a friend or not. You stand up slowly, clearing your throat of the dirt that got in it, lifting your hands disarmingly as you ask: "Uh...hi? Where are the grown-ups? I fell and need to get back up top...uh, please." The children look at each other, squeaking to each other in communication before one brave mole steps forward with their nose held high. "We are adults, human. Why have you intruded into our home?"
You blink in shock down at the small mole children, adult-things, whatever! Glad that their eyesight is poor enough that they can't see the way you stare incredulously at them. "I told you that it was by accident! Someone left a hole above and I fell in it."
The head mole growls displeased at the information, "It was probably Darryl...he is quite useless with digging. So...you aren't an enemy?"
You chuckle and wave your hands frantically, forgetting that they can't see your motions clearly. "Of course not! Uh...to be honest, I thought your...people would be scary, you guys are kind of cute actually!" The head mole huffs and crosses its arms, "Don't listen to those rumors! Humans spread those lies all because we've eaten at their flesh-" their nose twitches at the scent of fear suddenly in the air-"That's only because they attacked us first! It was self-defense. We apparently take things that are precious to you humans-by accident I must add-we don't have great eyesight and tend to grab whatever we smell or touch is all. Now, we have been rude hosts, my name is Moleissa (yes, I think I'm funny), what is your name?"
You relax at the reassurance, dusting yourself off and standing a little taller before remembering they can't see you and relaxing your posture. "My name is [insert name here]. It's very nice to meet you all."
It's as if you introducing yourself rips through the other moles defense's, the tiny group of animals rushing forward with excitement at their new human friend as they talk of plans to get you back on top.
Congratulations! You gained +5 experience points for talking to the mole people. And you gained an ally from your new friends, you can call on them whenever you are in danger and they will help you whenever they can.
XXX
Continued (choice B): "You have no consideration for my clean floors, do you?" The innkeeper grumbles while cleaning up a glass from the bar they stand behind, their eyes narrowing suspiciously at you as you trudge forward and flop tiredly down on a stool. "One of your strongest drinks, please!" You raise a brow at the other as they only continue to stand in place, "Why aren't you moving? It's money for you, is it not?"
The innkeeper rolls their eyes but pours you a shot glass filled with a disturbingly bright colored substance, their smile devious as they slide it your way. "Enjoy!"
You began to have your doubts that maybe this strange person is in fact a murderer...but the tantalizing scent of alcohol beckons you closer until you realize that you've already picked up the glass and downed it, smacking your lips loudly at the surprisingly sweet taste of the drink. "Mm? That's not so-" you were going to say bad, but the sweet taste suddenly turns heavy on your tongue, maybe even a bit sour and bitter, a fiery feeling spreading down from your throat and to your chest as you start to cough violently, the innkeeper laughing at you for the intense reaction.
“I can’t believe you fell for that!”
Your eyes narrow at the innkeeper for their reaction, the fiery feeling growing even more intense as it now sinks from your chest down into the core of your stomach. “W-What did you…do?” You slam your palm harshly on the wooden counter, body squirming on the stool as though you are physically trying to escape the sensation your body is going through. “D-Did you poison me?”
The innkeeper rolls their eyes at your dramatics, the person reaching out their hand to gently rest on your forehead. “It was medicine, you fool. Anyone would be able to see you were unwell from a mile away-“ their finger taps rhythmically against the glass you just drank from-“and this is my very own recipe, thank you very much! It’s a carefully cultivated remedy from my family’s lineage. I have applied and combined different herbal practices from my ancestors long ago to create the perfect medicine.”
Now that they mention your sickness…you realize the stuffiness of your nose has disappeared, as well as the slow aching of your body as the disease slowly tried to settle into your system.
You now stare at the innkeeper sheepishly for assuming the worst of them, the apology you were intending to give turning into a violent cough as soon as you open your mouth. The innkeeper only smiles knowingly at you as they lift up a mini trash bin to catch the worryingly large glob of phlegm that just flew out of your mouth.
The innkeeper nods their head approvingly, a self satisfied smile on their face as they lower the bin and say: “Et voila! Your sickness is gone.”
You swallow as a test and there’s no more of that weird scratchy feeling as you do so. Also, your nose seems to be cleared of any blockages - so much so - you are half convinced you can smell things that aren’t even inside of the inn. “….Thank you for helping me. I apologize for my temperament towards you previously, how much do I owe you?”
The innkeeper waves their hand, “I’ve had patrons with worse attitudes than you just gave me. And, I like your attitude, it reminds me of someone I know and cherish deeply.” The innkeeper takes you over to the reception desk, reaching into a drawer and pulling out a key before handing it to you. “Head on up to the second floor; room 12 is yours for however long you need. The storms around here tend to be fickle, so this one could last for quite a bit before you can actually continue your travels. I’ll bring fresh clothes your way and a maid shall take care of filling your tub.”
You bow your head in thanks and listen to their instruction. You enter room 12, shocked to see how spacious the room is despite the inn being unassuming from the outside, but nonetheless you prepare yourself for your bath, thanking the maid for her service as she fills the tub with warm water and choice oils before leaving you.
The warm water chases away the chill of your skin quickly, causing you to grow relaxed. +10 happiness
The oils in the bath water are another personal creation of the innkeeper, causing a boost to your immune system as you soak. +20 added to your health
After a thorough cleanse you exit the bath and dry off until not a drop of water is left on your skin. You change into the clothes the innkeeper personally brought and breathe in the scent of lavender as you put on your garments, your body relaxing as you crawl under the warm sheets and quickly drift off into a peaceful rest. +20 added to your energy
Congratulations! Your boldness payed off and you met a kind stranger. You’ve gained +5 experience points for staying calm and collected rather than starting a fight with the innkeeper.
TBC
Discord: Thicc_Personality (If I didn't accept your FR here, don't add me on Discord )
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Hall of Birthdays:
Midget of MO: Forgetmenot/Tootsie Pop/Big Brother - Birthday: January 19th
Sparky- February 14th
Joe (Joemama)/Agent boi- February 19th
Voi (said Voy like the voy for envoy), Dev-Chan, Vesick. Gardevoir_Lovesick- February 27th
Ren, Neo, Qq (said cue-cue), Sai-Sen (Neo Queen Serenity)- March 11th
Baby Chimken- March 22nd
Maddie- April 1st
Mr. Racoon (Amir_Bahram)- April 13th
Bobo- June 15th
Senpai- June 25th
Dag- August 9th
Spark Plug- August 13th
Ghost Babe- September 12th
My Baby Panda- October 3rd
Shadow- October 16th
Kura/Sakurakiss- October 22nd
My Little Lea- November 22nd
You picked, choice A: The heavy burden of traveling hasn't gotten to you yet! You take a deep breath in before pushing onward in the hopes you get closer to your goal quicker, but alas, you fall into a ditch someone dug that leads to the secret mole people.
You picked, choice B: The pressure behind your eyes and the pounding of your head has begun to be too much to handle. You decide to head on over to the closest inn you can find after realizing how dark it's getting to settle down, but alas, along the way you hear the sky start to rumble warningly of an approaching storm. You run as quick as you can but get caught in the heavy rain and catch cold immediately. You managed to rush into the inn before lightening strikes right where you stood. But now, the innkeeper looks at you with a glower for getting their freshly cleaned floors muddy.
You chose, choice C: You are an independent traveler! You set up a camp with a couple of sticks and dirty blankets you've been meaning to wash along the way as covering, your temporary fort is strong and you start on a fire as the sky is growing darker, you leave camp in search of wood only to hear howling in the distance. You look over your shoulder fearfully when hearing the wolves get closer, yet you are pleasantly surprised to see it's actually a pack of Mimi-cute's eyeing you like you're their dinner.
XXX
Continued (choice A): You scream loudly as you tumble down into the hole, coughing loudly and sputtering as dirt flies into your mouth-squealing as something slimy (a worm, maybe?) touches your hand. You finally tumble to the ground with a loud, "oof!", sound, your eyes widening at the sight of the secret mole people. It's not that they are intimidating per se-the stories about them definitely made them seem worse-but you're shocked to see a group of mole...children? Their beady little eyes squinting at you for your loud intrusion, their pink noses sniffing at the air to smell if you're a friend or not. You stand up slowly, clearing your throat of the dirt that got in it, lifting your hands disarmingly as you ask: "Uh...hi? Where are the grown-ups? I fell and need to get back up top...uh, please." The children look at each other, squeaking to each other in communication before one brave mole steps forward with their nose held high. "We are adults, human. Why have you intruded into our home?"
You blink in shock down at the small mole children, adult-things, whatever! Glad that their eyesight is poor enough that they can't see the way you stare incredulously at them. "I told you that it was by accident! Someone left a hole above and I fell in it."
The head mole growls displeased at the information, "It was probably Darryl...he is quite useless with digging. So...you aren't an enemy?"
You chuckle and wave your hands frantically, forgetting that they can't see your motions clearly. "Of course not! Uh...to be honest, I thought your...people would be scary, you guys are kind of cute actually!" The head mole huffs and crosses its arms, "Don't listen to those rumors! Humans spread those lies all because we've eaten at their flesh-" their nose twitches at the scent of fear suddenly in the air-"That's only because they attacked us first! It was self-defense. We apparently take things that are precious to you humans-by accident I must add-we don't have great eyesight and tend to grab whatever we smell or touch is all. Now, we have been rude hosts, my name is Moleissa (yes, I think I'm funny), what is your name?"
You relax at the reassurance, dusting yourself off and standing a little taller before remembering they can't see you and relaxing your posture. "My name is [insert name here]. It's very nice to meet you all."
It's as if you introducing yourself rips through the other moles defense's, the tiny group of animals rushing forward with excitement at their new human friend as they talk of plans to get you back on top.
Congratulations! You gained +5 experience points for talking to the mole people. And you gained an ally from your new friends, you can call on them whenever you are in danger and they will help you whenever they can.
XXX
Continued (choice B): "You have no consideration for my clean floors, do you?" The innkeeper grumbles while cleaning up a glass from the bar they stand behind, their eyes narrowing suspiciously at you as you trudge forward and flop tiredly down on a stool. "One of your strongest drinks, please!" You raise a brow at the other as they only continue to stand in place, "Why aren't you moving? It's money for you, is it not?"
The innkeeper rolls their eyes but pours you a shot glass filled with a disturbingly bright colored substance, their smile devious as they slide it your way. "Enjoy!"
You began to have your doubts that maybe this strange person is in fact a murderer...but the tantalizing scent of alcohol beckons you closer until you realize that you've already picked up the glass and downed it, smacking your lips loudly at the surprisingly sweet taste of the drink. "Mm? That's not so-" you were going to say bad, but the sweet taste suddenly turns heavy on your tongue, maybe even a bit sour and bitter, a fiery feeling spreading down from your throat and to your chest as you start to cough violently, the innkeeper laughing at you for the intense reaction.
“I can’t believe you fell for that!”
Your eyes narrow at the innkeeper for their reaction, the fiery feeling growing even more intense as it now sinks from your chest down into the core of your stomach. “W-What did you…do?” You slam your palm harshly on the wooden counter, body squirming on the stool as though you are physically trying to escape the sensation your body is going through. “D-Did you poison me?”
The innkeeper rolls their eyes at your dramatics, the person reaching out their hand to gently rest on your forehead. “It was medicine, you fool. Anyone would be able to see you were unwell from a mile away-“ their finger taps rhythmically against the glass you just drank from-“and this is my very own recipe, thank you very much! It’s a carefully cultivated remedy from my family’s lineage. I have applied and combined different herbal practices from my ancestors long ago to create the perfect medicine.”
Now that they mention your sickness…you realize the stuffiness of your nose has disappeared, as well as the slow aching of your body as the disease slowly tried to settle into your system.
You now stare at the innkeeper sheepishly for assuming the worst of them, the apology you were intending to give turning into a violent cough as soon as you open your mouth. The innkeeper only smiles knowingly at you as they lift up a mini trash bin to catch the worryingly large glob of phlegm that just flew out of your mouth.
The innkeeper nods their head approvingly, a self satisfied smile on their face as they lower the bin and say: “Et voila! Your sickness is gone.”
You swallow as a test and there’s no more of that weird scratchy feeling as you do so. Also, your nose seems to be cleared of any blockages - so much so - you are half convinced you can smell things that aren’t even inside of the inn. “….Thank you for helping me. I apologize for my temperament towards you previously, how much do I owe you?”
The innkeeper waves their hand, “I’ve had patrons with worse attitudes than you just gave me. And, I like your attitude, it reminds me of someone I know and cherish deeply.” The innkeeper takes you over to the reception desk, reaching into a drawer and pulling out a key before handing it to you. “Head on up to the second floor; room 12 is yours for however long you need. The storms around here tend to be fickle, so this one could last for quite a bit before you can actually continue your travels. I’ll bring fresh clothes your way and a maid shall take care of filling your tub.”
You bow your head in thanks and listen to their instruction. You enter room 12, shocked to see how spacious the room is despite the inn being unassuming from the outside, but nonetheless you prepare yourself for your bath, thanking the maid for her service as she fills the tub with warm water and choice oils before leaving you.
The warm water chases away the chill of your skin quickly, causing you to grow relaxed. +10 happiness
The oils in the bath water are another personal creation of the innkeeper, causing a boost to your immune system as you soak. +20 added to your health
After a thorough cleanse you exit the bath and dry off until not a drop of water is left on your skin. You change into the clothes the innkeeper personally brought and breathe in the scent of lavender as you put on your garments, your body relaxing as you crawl under the warm sheets and quickly drift off into a peaceful rest. +20 added to your energy
Congratulations! Your boldness payed off and you met a kind stranger. You’ve gained +5 experience points for staying calm and collected rather than starting a fight with the innkeeper.
TBC
Discord: Thicc_Personality (If I didn't accept your FR here, don't add me on Discord )
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Hall of Birthdays:
Midget of MO: Forgetmenot/Tootsie Pop/Big Brother - Birthday: January 19th
Sparky- February 14th
Joe (Joemama)/Agent boi- February 19th
Voi (said Voy like the voy for envoy), Dev-Chan, Vesick. Gardevoir_Lovesick- February 27th
Ren, Neo, Qq (said cue-cue), Sai-Sen (Neo Queen Serenity)- March 11th
Baby Chimken- March 22nd
Maddie- April 1st
Mr. Racoon (Amir_Bahram)- April 13th
Bobo- June 15th
Senpai- June 25th
Dag- August 9th
Spark Plug- August 13th
Ghost Babe- September 12th
My Baby Panda- October 3rd
Shadow- October 16th
Kura/Sakurakiss- October 22nd
My Little Lea- November 22nd
