Hero opens the door softly and peeks his head inside, then realising that this is the place he needed to go to, he fully opens the door and walks in, letting it swing shut behind him. He’s quite short, only about 5 feet in height, and doesn’t look very intimidating or strong either, more so a child who is wearing lightweight and clothing for a cosplay if anything.
He sees all the different people and beings in the bar and smiles warmly at the ones he passes by as he goes up to the person behind the counter, one of the women had called him Mathius as Hero approached, he takes out a small note from his duffel bag alongside a bracelet with multiple purple gems hanging from it and a small leather sack with what seems to be an assortment of metals and tools inside.
He sees all the different people and beings in the bar and smiles warmly at the ones he passes by as he goes up to the person behind the counter, one of the women had called him Mathius as Hero approached, he takes out a small note from his duffel bag alongside a bracelet with multiple purple gems hanging from it and a small leather sack with what seems to be an assortment of metals and tools inside.
The note read:
“sorry i can’t speak, you could probably tell by the gash on my neck anyways, good day and this is a cool bar! Yes i had made this beforehand because I’ve never been here-
Anyways I’d just like to ask if you could send these items to some kind of safe, private room where no one can enter without permission from staff or something, these are kind of dangerous and I’m hiding them forever to stop some weirdo with four arms from getting them, he’s evil… you know how it is” with a cute little laughing face on the side.
Hero also laughs nervously as he scratches his naturally untidy hair, but there’s no sound due to yet again the obvious corrupted gash on his neck
“sorry i can’t speak, you could probably tell by the gash on my neck anyways, good day and this is a cool bar! Yes i had made this beforehand because I’ve never been here-
Anyways I’d just like to ask if you could send these items to some kind of safe, private room where no one can enter without permission from staff or something, these are kind of dangerous and I’m hiding them forever to stop some weirdo with four arms from getting them, he’s evil… you know how it is” with a cute little laughing face on the side.
Hero also laughs nervously as he scratches his naturally untidy hair, but there’s no sound due to yet again the obvious corrupted gash on his neck
He spoke into the newcomer's mind "how about we talk here? We can keep them in one of our storerooms. They will be safe, especially with the big guy over by the door as our bouncer" he gestured to Drael
Nokotan enters the bar, only to get stuck in the doorway thanks to her antlers. After several attempts at trying to get through, she just turns and steps through the door sideways. "Nyum!"
His symbiote hands Nokotan a few stacks of deer crackers and pats her on the head
Nokotan makes a happy noise as she eagerly nomfs the deer crackers.
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