Lord Meeker Posted March 20, 2018 Report Share Posted March 20, 2018 A new bakery has opened up in the second octant of Elendel city. The sign on the window reads baked Delicious Edibles And Truffles Hemalurgically-pierced goods at great prices, come in an order now! 45% off! Another sign reads similarly. The inside of the store is large, surprisingly so. Several tables of different shapes take most of the room. A man stands behind a counter displaying several cakes and pasties. A man idly stands behind the counter, waiting for business. 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archer Posted March 20, 2018 Report Share Posted March 20, 2018 The bell on the door rings, announcing the entry of a well-dressed man off the streets. With a nod to the shopkeeper, he looks around the room, then cocks his head. "Hmmm," Archer says, "It's bigger on the inside." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sami Posted March 20, 2018 Report Share Posted March 20, 2018 The well-dressed man walking in front of Aersa entered a shop and a delicious smell wafted out onto the street. Aersa's stomach growled. Work could wait for a couple hours. She entered into the bakery behind the man. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Meeker Posted March 20, 2018 Author Report Share Posted March 20, 2018 "Well hello!" The man behind the counter announces in a booming voice. "May I interest you in a truffle? Or perhaps a cookie? I also have other goodies for you non-hemalurgic folk. Just order when ready." The man moves toward the cash register. 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archer Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 (edited) "Let's see what you've got", Archer requested as he strode up to the counter. His stomach grumbled, but he resisted the urge to try one of the samples just yet. Edited March 21, 2018 by Archer 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
old man moomba Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 A man comes sailing out of the sky and regards the shop "hmm, I'm hungry" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tineye Navigator Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 "Ahhh... Finally. The man I have been searching for." Rhomin muses to himself while hiding in an alcove across the street. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
old man moomba Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 The man wanders inside of the shop and rings the bell "ising you being the having of the tasty treats" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Meeker Posted March 21, 2018 Author Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 "Of course of course." the man responds to @Archer . The tag on the man's shirt reads Ryker Sinclair. "Is there anyone else I can help?" 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LopenTheTwoArmedHerdazian Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 (edited) As Lopen walked past this quaint little place he marveled at the nice dimension work, as his stomach rumbled at the familiar smell of desserty deliciousness with a pinch of metal. "This is nice little gancho." The spren over his shoulder looked at him with a question in its eyes. "Of course not! These people seem to be doing truly good work, advancing science and satisfying taste buds. But perhaps we should ask them if they would be interested in a merger..." He looked distracted while modifying the Aon Tia to return to his laboratory. "Let’s worry about that allomantic dragon Radiant that escaped from my type IV awakened cage." He waved the Aon Tia out of the air. "Little gancho, how’d you like to pay your cousins a visit? If you spren are anything like us Herdazians, I’d love to meet them." As soon as he finished this sentence he transitioned to Shadesmar, the only things remaining to hint of his presence in Elendel being some cookie crumbs and a few new DA subjects recruits. He was later spotted haggling for a popcorn making fabrial with a few unhappy looking spren. Edited March 21, 2018 by LopenTheTwoArmedHerdazian 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archer Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 "Eh!" Archer exclaimed extravagantly. "These extra easy-to-eat looking morsels aren't as fresh as they seem upon closer inspection. I demand to speak to your manager Richard!" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Meeker Posted March 21, 2018 Author Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 "I am the manager," Ryker huffs. "I assure you, good sir, that they are fresh. Came out of the oven not five minutes ago!" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archer Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 "Let me tell you something, Rafael," Archer leans in to say, "I've been all over this city. I've had cookies from every Octant. I know cookies. And these? These pathetic excuses for a desert are just mass produced garbage! I mean, it's not even the right - oh, wait a minute. I've been holding them upside-down. Oops." Archer takes a moment to scratch his head and flip the cookie over. "Looking at it from this angle they're a whole lot prettier. I like the arrangement of those little chocolate chips. I'll take three. How much are they?" 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tineye Navigator Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 "Interesting..." Rhomin whispered to himself. "The bendalloy misting I sent in made the cookies no longer fresh, but Archer still bought them. What caused him to do that? Soother maybe? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Meeker Posted March 21, 2018 Author Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 Ryker just shakes his head, sighing. "The cookies are a boxing each discount included." Trusting himself not to speak his mind, Ryker slips three cookies into a paper bag, and moves over to the boxing register. He waits patiently at the till for Archer. "Is there anything else you would like?" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archer Posted March 21, 2018 Report Share Posted March 21, 2018 "Don't rush me Randy! You've got to take your time in life, stop and smell the aluminum once in a while. Hey, you don't mind if I have a seat over by the window do you? To eat my cookies? This place makes me feel so good, I don't want to leave just yet." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Meeker Posted March 22, 2018 Author Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 “You may, that is what the chairs and the tables are for,” Ryker says exasperatedly. “You do need to pay for them before you can have them.” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archer Posted March 22, 2018 Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 "Yes, of course, the money." Archer slides a few boxings across the table. "Here you go Ralph. I can't wait to try these delicious smelling cookies. Just to be sure, they are hemalurgy-free, right?" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LopenTheTwoArmedHerdazian Posted March 22, 2018 Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 (edited) "The chairs?" the inquisitive honorspren whispered in Lopen’s ear. Edit: Refers to what Ryker said. Edited March 22, 2018 by LopenTheTwoArmedHerdazian 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Meeker Posted March 22, 2018 Author Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 "Yes yes. They are 110% clean." He says. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archer Posted March 22, 2018 Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 "Thank you Rudolph." Archer grabbed his bag and waltzed over to the nearest table to have a seat. Pulling out a cookie, he placed it on the table. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small notebook and pencil, then began to write seemingly absentmindedly on the first page. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Meeker Posted March 22, 2018 Author Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 (edited) Ryker smiled, "Enjoy." He didn't lie about the spikes, it was sometimes bad for business. He turned to the other customers. "I can help the next customer." Edited March 22, 2018 by Sahin the Just 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LopenTheTwoArmedHerdazian Posted March 22, 2018 Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 Can I have a croissant shaped steel spike? It’s our 10 year anniversary, and my wife was always fond of French metallic pattisieurs. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MacThorstenson Posted March 22, 2018 Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 A man in a Black leather trench coat sprinted into the tiny bakery and slammed the door shut. Locking it, just as something slammed into it from the other side. Panting, he hung his trench coat and bowler hat on the coat rack and wiped the sweat from his brow. "Never again will I spike an eldritch horror's offspring," He swore to himself muttering. "My friend!" He exclaimed when his eyes fell on lopen, "I just got your message. This looks like an amazing place! Glancing around the room, he glared at archer, then turned to Ryker, "I trust you are the proprietor?" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tineye Navigator Posted March 22, 2018 Report Share Posted March 22, 2018 "Rust and ruin!" Rhomin swore! "That didn't work! I'll need to head back and see what I'm supposed to do now!" 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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