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the double doors opening as Keg pushes and leads
you inside. The first thing that hits you is a
fresh smell of lavender, a vanilla incense that
strikes your senses, stinging your eyes with its
potency. On the inside, you can see a handful of
round tables of which two patrons are currently
eating a meal that has been placed before them.
ASHLY: I really thought you were going to say
something else.
SAM: Eating a dead body.
MATT: Possibly, or a live one. You can see candles
that are placed at the center there, these fine
silks have been placed. It’s such a stark shift
from the dreary and generally muck-covered
exterior of this city, to step into what seems
oppressively luxurious. Though the closer you
look, everything is frayed at the edges.
Everything seems to have been here for a while or
seems to have been weathered through travel or
use. The immediate shine begins to fade as you
begin to see how much of this is probably a fair
amount of work to keep the upkeep of the facade of
luxury. To the left of you, you can see a carved
window-like bar or a desk and there behind it you
can see a human man, probably in his late 30s. His
hair, very short, and the male pattern baldness is
just starting to set in. You can see a bit of the
shine of the back of his head begin to poke
through. He has a very well kept handlebar
mustache that curves out very wide to each side of
his face, and a pointed Van Dyke matching beard
point that comes to the bottom. He has a vest over
a light green billowing shirt that has a wide
collar that curves out to the sides. As you enter
and take in, he immediately glances over to meet
your gaze and goes, “Why hello everyone, glad you
"could make it. Welcome! Welcome to the Landlocked
Lady. How could I be of service? Oh, you are a big one!”
SUMALEE: I am.
MATT: “Wonderful, are you looking for work?”
ASHLY: No, she’s not.
MATT: “No worries. Well, you’re here for a reason,
I presume. Do tell me what do you seek? We have
"rooms for rent, companionship to join as well.
What do you seeking?”
MARISHA: We’ll need all of that above and a little
bit more.
SAM: Well, I mean not the companionship.
MARISHA: I’ve had a hard week
SAM: Oh!
MARISHA: What were you saying?
ASHLY: Champ, right?
MATT: “Yes? Do I know you?”
SAM: Champ?
MARISHA: Champ? His name’s Champ!
ASHLY: Maybe? His name’s Champ. Told you it was a
shitter! Yeah, you might know me. Hey, are your
bosses around bosses around by any chance?
MATT: “My bosses?”
ASHLY: The people that actually own this place, I
know you like to pretend.