Old Timey Tavern Meme

[lucifine]

the old timey tavern and inn meme

It's been a long day, you're in need of a meal and a drink, and finally - at long last - your weary bones have found their way to Ye Olde Tavern and Inn. It's a one-stop shop for rest and refueling for tired travelers of all kinds, whether you're from this world or arrived here through strange magical means.

So call over a serving wench, get yourself a pint of frothy ale, and enjoy the live bard entertainment!

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WEARY TRAVELER: you're in between towns on your adventure, just looking for a warm place to escape the rain and maybe catch a nap while you're at your table. Of course, the other patrons of this tavern seem far too interested in having a chat....

TAVERN SONGS: Or maybe you're in higher spirits! Perhaps you've joined the rest of the townsfolk and travelers in a rowdy drinking song. Pass around the beers and lean on your fellow traveller! Surely this won't lead to any...

BAR FIGHTS: Oh no, spoke too soon. Maybe you've gotten involved in a bar fight, or maybe you're breaking it up?? Either way, you'd better get things settled before the tavern owner sets all of you out on your asses in the rain!

ADVENTURE START: but maybe you're not a regular or a traveler. Perhaps you're here to start a party to go out and fill a request... just getting your adventure started! Get out your maps and compare your tools at the table, and hopefully none of the rowdier patrons will get in your way.

THE INN ABOVE: Of course, you can always pay a little extra to stay the night! Are you relaxing in your room, or perhaps finding a partner for the night? Or maybe you thought you'd be alone, but a more sinister force approaches... maybe even to steal your hard earned coin!

meme stolen from socksonameme and added prompts by lucifine

Comments

[tripletrying]

[Rahk so far has had two and a thirds tankards worth of mead, yet while he absolutely should stop…he just looks at Romeo sidelong and exhales on a shaky laugh.]

N’waste good- good…ale? Must’be outta your….bleedin’ mind! Gotta finish wh- what I started…

[stealerofpants]

[Despite Rahk's sloshed words, Romeo's face gains an expression of pure horror when he pieces that sentence together. What...what has he done?!]

Oh bloody hells, you think mead is an ale....

[Then...does that mean he doesn't realize it's usually more potent? He swears, he didn't go into this with the intention to kill his friend, he just wanted to have a silly drinking game.]

Y-You did it, lad! You finished! Lemme just...take that from ya...

[Slooooowly going to reach for Rahk's current tankard.]

[tripletrying]

[Rahk shakes his head blearily, though even if he's resisting, Romeo will barely have to try to pull the tankard from his hand.]

Like 'ellss I will! I still gotta...gotta...

[He blinks hard, feeling a sudden rush of dizziness as the consequences of his actions come charging at him full force, reminding him of the decisions he's made.

Then, just like earlier, he ends up with a face full of the bar as he slumps forward on top of it.]

[stealerofpants]

...

[Romeo only waits one ellipses worth of time before he gets up and scoops up his passed out comrade. You know, for some reason this all played out differently in his head. With an apologetic nod towards the tavern owner, Romeo gathers up their things and begins sloooowly making for the room they've claimed.]

I'm...we're...gonna...call it a night...

[He leaves the gil as payment, giving another nod as if to say keep the change. When he finally feels like he's awkwarded his way out of a conversation, the nervous Roegadyn turns around and makes a mad dash for their inn room. It's a short dash, obviously, and it ends with Romeo tossing Rahk's body into the bed unceremoniously.

He bites his finger, looking at what he's done, guilt overflowing his very soul. Romeo doesn't even have the courage to check for a pulse, Rahk could very well be dead and it's all his fault.]

[tripletrying]

[Well, that...went about as well as could have been expected. A single tankard of ale? Rahk's buzzed, maybe hinging on drunk. Two? Definitely drunk. Three...

Absolutely smashed. Which means he's not asleep right now so much as he is just...straight up unconscious, at least for now.

But even without checking, Romeo will be able to see his friend's chest rising and falling even as he's just...laying face down on it about as lively as a corpse. At least he isn't dead, he's just going to need a...while...to recover.

He could also be easily forced awake, but...would he...?]

[stealerofpants]

[Well, that's at least a good sign. Romeo can finally stop replaying the hypothetical scene where Y'shtola fucking kills him for absolutely destroying their very valuable teammate.

Still, this is just the beginning. Rahk hasn't gotten any less soaked and remains resting in his gross, damp clothing. He could get, like, sick...or something, which also leads to death. Which, in turn, would lead to Romeo's death, or so his imagination tells him.

With a very timid prod, Romeo attempts to stir his friend awake.]

Come now, Rahksh'a, you still need to dry yourself, and...I'm not exactly comfortable undressin' ya while you're...inebriated.

[tripletrying]

[Oh definitely don't get comfortable Romeo, you're not out of the woods yet. Especially not when Rahk is basically "not dead", and that's about the best you can say about him right now.

And unfortunately, it seems, he's not in the business of moving despite being very damp and uncomfortable besides.

At least Romeo will be granted one reprieve in knowing that Rahk is, in fact, alive; it's the way he makes a sound when he's poked, a dull sort of mrrrp under his breath as his tail curls a bit closer to his legs.]