BZPRPG: Le-Wahi

IC: Zacax and CalebosThe two keep walking and see a tavern...the Makuta's Revenge? That didn't sound good. Zaax looked and saw big piece of cloth he could use, "okay Calebos we are going under cover,"

IC: (Makuta's Revenge)Elianne did not smile the least at the bartender's... compliment. "A job's what I came here to get. A job as a waitress or a consort for money, I'd prefer not to do. I've my dignity as a warrior to uphold."

IC: Zacax and CalebosThe two walked in, with Calebos on Zacax's back, with a cloak covering the matoran, most of Zac's torso, and the Toa's head, showing his mouth. He looked like a hunchback.

"If you'd rather get a pretty face like that shot off then make money with it, so be it," he replies while shrugging once. The Toa of Air sits down behind the bar, leaning on arm against it as he touches the hidden crossbow with his other hand. "So, you like it here in Le-Koro?"-Mef Man

IC: (Makuta's Revenge)"The face you are born with," Elianne said without even the hint of a smile - well, that's an exaggeration. There was a vague hint of one, a rather cold one at that. Very cold. "but you die with what you make yourself, not with what you were born. I'd rather not make myself something I'd hate to die as.""That said, yes, this town I like," she said, and without looking back, added, "Though apparently I've not seen all it has to show, because you have giant hunchbacks traipsing around town. Rather strange looking ones."

"Agreed, but how did you-" he asks confused, before turning to look at the "hunchback." "Can I help you with some, Sir? I have all means of entertainment for any traveller."-Mef Man

IC: Zacax and Calebos"I dont need of your services," Zacax disguised his voice, "I vould like to know if jou had a special room I could use...something private,"

"If you want a room to yourself it's seventy widgets, if you want a private date with Susavree it's a bit more," the Toa says while looking over the odd being.That has to be the fakest accent I've ever heard...-Mef Man

IC: Zacax and Calebos"how much extra?" he asked,

IC: Auron:The Toa of Fire put his face in his palms, "Listen, I want to help you. I would love to see you out of here, I can tell you don't like it here. I can help you escape. Freedom. You never have to clean another room in your life. I doubt you want to be here, where you could be sold out to any man on this island?"He looked up at her, "What could make you trust me? My offer for you to get out of here is sincere you know. I'm not insane, despite what you may think. In fact, I think I understand the world pretty well. Like I said, I've seen your kind before. A slave. Forced to serve a unwanted master until they break under the pressure of work, and become nothing more than a empty shell. So, what I do next depends on your answer, think long and hard about it. I've not laid a hand on you, and I've given you a offer. Do you want to be free of this place? Of the slob of a Toa who sells you to men downstairs?"

"A few hundred probably. I have a client in there with her at the moment who paid a thousand for her," he says triumphantly as he glances upstairs before turning to the "hunchback." "What'll it be?"

"You don't understand at all, do you?" Susavree says to Auron. "First, I don't appreciate you calling my friend a slob. He's treated me better than any father did or could. He's making me do a few things I don't like, but I'm getting used to it and I'm actually beginning to like being adored by scores of men. Second, I don't trust you barging in here and begging me to leave with you. Obviously you want something more from me; why else would you spend a thousand widgets to just talk to me? If you waited a few hours, I'd be off of work and you could talk to me for free." The Toa of Water stands up and faces Auron as she adds,"And, I'm no slave. I have a friend who makes me work here, but he treats me nice, watches out for me, and gives me anything I want or need. Could you do that, stranger? Sure you can make some empty promises, but could you truly protect a girl like me?"-Mef Man

IC - Krellan - InnJust as Auron finished his mad rant, a sword stabbed through the door. No- seriously. A blade shredded onto the thin wood, then cutting through and into the barricade of a table, slicing through it and knocking it away from the room's entrance. The blade continued, making a hole in the door. A Le-Matoran stepped through, a smirk on his face."Y'know, she doesn't get paid to get harassed."He shook his head, chuckling."I really wasn't aware of how stupid people are these days. Are you really calling someone who gets paid a slave? Really?" The Matoran sheathed his blade, kicking open the demolished door. He waved his hand at it in a gesture obviously meant to tell Auron to get out."Now, me and the girl- we don't work for the same people. But our employers are close. Good thing I walked by when I did. You were about to ruin some of his best business. Are you going to get out now?"

IC: ZacaxZacax gave the being 500 for the date thing, he was bored...sides he needed experience to talk to Aurel more, "The date thing, where Iz your restroom?"

"Wait, what?" the Toa of Air asks Zacax, confused.

The Toa jumps at the sound of the Le-Matoran. She turns around to watch the one named Krellan enter the room."Thank you, so much," Susavree says thankfully while rushing over to stand beside the Matoran.-Mef Man

IC: Auron:He said nothing. Then he stood up, "I made a wrong choice. I'm sorry for this my dear. Your friend just got 1000 widgets richer, and should feel better about that. In the meantime, I have to re-think some things."With that, Auron vanished. Slipping out of the room and leaving the bar. Auron quickly headed into a alleyway between two houses. Sitting on the wood planking, Auron took his sword off, and jabbed it into plank in front of him. He placed the bottom of his feet together, placing his palms on the sides of his knees.Auron cursed himself in his head. A rash choice, one that he shouldn't have made. He'll spend the night and day here for his actions. He insulted someone and their friends, without cause or reason, because of a guess. No more guesses. He'd have to make sure of who he could pick before trying to ask them to join. He needed to re-think his choices. If he was going to get people to join with him, he'd have to come up with a new way to to accomplish this task. His plans always went Awry. He hated that. Well, not really hate, but a strong dislike. Hate will result in anger, he can't have anger, not again.Auron sighed, he needed to meditate more. Not that he didn't have a problem with time, time is always expendable to Auron.

IC: Zacax and Calebos"Can you not understand matoran?" Zacax asked, but he could feel Calebos slowly falling off,

"Right there," he says while pointing toward the left where a small room was.-Mef Man

IC: Zacax and CalebosZacax nodded and went inside the bathroom. As he closed the door, Calebos fell off,"What's going on?" Calebos asked"I'm improvising," Zacax said hushing his little brother, "

IC - Krellan - Inn"No problem." he said, arms crossed. As he watched Auron leave, he again shook his head with a subdued laugh. The Toa was clueless. He retrieved a bag of widgets from his pocket."Speaking of business...I'm willing to buy what you're selling."

IC: Zacax and Calebos"Improving?" Calebos asked"Just stay here k?"

The half-drunken Ga-Matoran makes her way toward the stables. Maybe she could find some peace among the animals. Atleast they liked her...OOC: Ga'mal Auldron open for interaction.

"You mean a normal date?" she asks the Le-Matoran. "Not a scheme to break me out of a way to 'make me happier'?" The Toa was still a bit flustered after the ordeal, but she was starting to gain her composure back.-Mef Man

IC: ZacaxZacax came out with his cloak and went back to Levarie, "Iz diss Miss Susavree avalible now?"

"Oh, good, your hump is gone," Levarie says first, not bothering to ask how that happened. "And, not yet. Wait around a bit, drink some ale, whatever. You still have some time to kill before your date starts."-Mef Man

IC: Calebos Mata Nui it's stinks!!! Calebos thought,IC: ZacaxZacax nodded and went to get a drink, keeping the cloak on till the date.

"What'll it be?" the Toa of Air asks the "humpless back" being. "Ale, wine, scotch? You name it and I'll serve it."-Mef Man

IC: Zacax"Uh just some regular beer," Zacax said breaking his accent for a second, "I am trying not to drink to much,"IC: CalebosCalebos looked at the dagger he stole. This would come in handy...

IC:Soulgain passed over the widgets, and finished the drink in a single gulp.

"Sure you aren't?" Levarie says with a smirk directed at Zacax as he graciously accepts Soulgain's widgets. He turns around and begins to pour the beer, asking Soulgain,"Another?"-Mef Man

IC: Zacax"Waht do you mean? I really can't drink. I have a little brother, I'll just take a regular beer," Zacax said, "

IC:Soulgain nodded, and spoke once more in its creepily montone and androgynous voice. "Yes."

Levarie tried not to shake from the weird being's voice and succeeded. Turning back around, he passes Zacax his beer while stating,"It's seven pretty ones." Looking toward, Soulgain, he asks,"What drink would you like, Stranger?"-Mef Man

IC:"Sour beverage."

IC: ZacaxZacax grabs the beer and gives 7 widgets to the bartender, taking off his cloak.

IC(Hograth): Hograth got turned around a little before he found the right room. Problem number 1? The door was trashed and kicked in. Problem number 2? There was some sword wielding Le-Matoran standing next to Susavree, who had a variety of expressions on her face. "Um, what's going on?" Hograth asked in a loud voice as he stood in the doorway. It wasn't a threatening pose, but one of worry.

"What happened to the hump?" he asks Zacax as he accepts the widgets. Turning around he begins to make Soulgain's beverage; making sure to not charge him too much for this drink...

IC: Zacax"Hiding in the bathroom room," Zacax said, "Don't really trust everyone in this place, no offense,"

IC:"The use of 'bathroom room' is redundant."

IC: Zacax"Try being tired from fighting someone who killed someone you knew, and you thought your little brother is dead," Zacax said,

IC:"Battle fatigue does not lead to failure in using grammar," said the montone androgynous voice again.

"Eh, I'd rather not try," Levarie says before turning around and sliding Soulgain his drink. "Five widgets."-Mef Man