wooliefrand | IT'S CL-OVER

[ i rolled a 6 exactly. TRIES TO TELEPORT AWAY ANYWAY ]

What in the--?! HEY!

[HE CAN TELEPORT AWAY but the bouncer is BRISTLED, and he shouts: Shut the doors, don't let anyone else in, something weird is going on!

Ruh roh, the wolves don't like that, and a bunch try to SWARM the entrance, hoping to get in before the cut off. IT'S A BRAWL.

On the plus side, you don't need the password if you can manage to find a way around this???]

[ looks at Nue. ]

Hey, bro. Think ya can handle this?

[looks at Hannya.

Looks at the brawl.

Cracks his knuckles]

Yeah, think so.

[guess it's time to knock some heads together]

[ just going to watch this mess and wait for the right moment to slip through. ]

[ from beside Hannya: ]

"What do you call a wolf that borrows too much coin?"

In case we need it.

Fuckin' riddle shit. I hope Nue beats the shit outta that bouncer.

[WELL LOTS OF SHIT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. Wolves are punching, biting at each other, clawing--oh and getting their heads knocked together. They don't know where this Weed guy came from but CLEARLY he's a wolf with how he fights!!

Security is trying its damnedest to close the doors so no one else gets in, and a bigger wolf gets KICKED right in the chest away the door, allowing an oepning. Blink and you miss it, but did something smaller just slink through there. . .?

But it's now or never if you're gonna try to get in.]

[ makes a mad dash for it! jumps over a few wolves in the process. ]

[ YUP DASHING RIGHT AFTER, looks like he doesn't even need to teleport here. time to recharge mana ]

[pickin' up a wolf and just throwing him into a couple of other wolves, as you do.

Then dashing in after them too!]

[THEY MAKE IT IN, JUST AS THE DOORS SHUT. And--woah who turned on the lights.

THAT SURE IS A CASINO. Of sorts. Instead of money however, it seems like everyone's gambling for goods. High quality clothing, vegetables, even some desserts here and there, (normal) animal meat that isn't a corrupted mass of souls. On the roulette table there are BERRIES. Damn, high spenders here.

There is also a bar full of shitty alcohol, though there's only one person there at the moment, hunched over and cloaked. But before you can explore at all, security stops them:

Hey, hey we saw you bunch jump in here! Did you have the answer? Or are you. . .?

Ruh ruh, their guns are raised (yea these wolves just have fucking guns), and eyes are trained on them. They've got one shot at answering the riddle.]

Psh, do we have the answer! 'Course we do! It's . . .

[ think. think think.

lightbulb. ]

"Loan" wolf.

[

bites back a snort ]

. . .

[they lower their guns :/]

Alright boys, they're clear. Enjoy your time--and remember only take as many winnings as you need, the rest are to be re-distributed!

[what does that mean. who knows. The wolves move on the check some other groups that slinked in, but it looks like they are free to explore for now.]

[ exhales once they leave. ]

Thanks fer the tip, kiddo.

Any time, old man! So, what now?

Now we poke around an' see what we can see. Splittin' up should be okay, just keep yer hoods up.

As fer me . . .

[ well. he's been eying that sad excuse for a bar and does, in fact, make his way over there. ]

[he hums a bit and tilts his head towards the rest of the room]

Gonna take a walk around, see if I hear anythin'.

[look at ALL THE GAMBLING HAPPENING. hell yea roll for some GLASSES AND CORN. Despite the implications here, most look fairly relaxed, happy to have some normalcy in their lives. That said, tho they are few and far between.......not everyone is a wolf! Some have slight features of other animals. Maybe scales, maybe antlers, maybe spots like cows. But they all seem to be co-mingling fine. Though, you may pick up a few odd snippets of conversation.

We got some good stuff this time, yeah?

Mm, though did you hear? I heard Stormia's kingdom is still hording resources.

That's just a rumor tho, don't you think??

If it wasn't true, why wouldn't they let others in, huh?

It could be cuz the mist is so thick. . .

Eeeeh don't believe everything you hear. Cuz I heard the Prince turned his back on the gods!

Now THAT'S stupid, the holy beasts protect us, don't they?

They're doing a crappy job of it. . .

Rivetting!

Meanwhile, as Hannya gets closer to the bar, he better grab at his collar. Narrah too, where ever he's wandering, as their bells instinctively start ringing, as if close to some one else on their flock. The lone patron there hunches over their drink more, taking it all down in one shot.]

[ slaps a hand over his bell, then adjusts his hoodie awkwardly to wad some fabric up around it. a temporary fix, but enough.

that's all he needs, though. he sliiiides over to try and take a seat down next to the lone patron. ]

[ he's on the other side of the room by now! also slaps a hand over his bell, shooting a glance at Hannya. but he doesn't make his way over yet.

instead, he scans the room, looking for anything resembling a MAP or a RUNE. anything he can gamble for, or commit to memory?

alternatively - is there anyone looking particularly impoverished, or desperate for clothing? ]

[no maps or runes! This is a place of FUN(?) and relaxation! Ignore how some scramble for their winnings!! Non-meat food seems to be the most popular currency, though no fruits outside of berries are seen, but he might pick up an argument or two with some folks haggling--swearing they'll find a 'holy item' or some silver if the dealer gives them a higher payout. He's free to try and gamble too, if he's got anything on him worth their while.

Back at the bar, the mystery man lets out a snort, pulling down the hood on his face. He's a furry too, but more humanoid, with only his fuzzy white face showing.]

This seat's taken, get lost.

After the hell I've been through? Ain't fuckin' happenin'.

[ he does briefly look over his shoulder to make eye contact with Nue and give him a brief raise of an eyebrow — one that says think this is our guy, don't let him slip away — before looking back with a shrug. ]

'Sides, I bet the alcohol here's shit anyway.

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