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Shargoth Kathun
Bartender and owner of the Rellus Rex.
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Rellus Rex
a character in “The Multiverse”
Description
One of the most well-known Rell in all of Rellunei, Shargoth is a veritable bastion of all-things gossip.
So begins...
Shargoth Kathun's Story
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Shargoth Kathun wipes down the bar, humming quietly to himself as the handful of patrons consumed their drinks.
Shargoth Kathun looked up at the newcomers, only to see that it was Varla.
he asked, tossing his thumb over his shoulder towards the taps.Ah, welcome back Varla! Same as usual?
Varla Nantesh nodded.
she smiled, gesturing towards her guest.You know it! Make it two, if you don't mind.
Pearl white combat armour adorned with stickers advertising something called "Fire Fuel!" was the dress sense of a man with his head in his hands sitting at the bar. An equally sleek and aerodynamic motorbike helmet laid in his lap.
He had been guzzling Arcane Ale, deliriously telling gibberish stories of his past to the bartender while being oblivious to whether or not they were listening. Having took notice of the two newcomers into the bar, Grue shambled over and pointed his ale at L.S.
"Y-You!" He stammered, "You ain't native, are ya?" He laughed, "I'm just w-w-" He belched, "-wondering... If yooooou~ got a transport outta here, pretty lady."
The man smiled, with an innocent childlike pride carrying his drunken stupor.
He had been guzzling Arcane Ale, deliriously telling gibberish stories of his past to the bartender while being oblivious to whether or not they were listening. Having took notice of the two newcomers into the bar, Grue shambled over and pointed his ale at L.S.
"Y-You!" He stammered, "You ain't native, are ya?" He laughed, "I'm just w-w-" He belched, "-wondering... If yooooou~ got a transport outta here, pretty lady."
The man smiled, with an innocent childlike pride carrying his drunken stupor.
Varla Nantesh slid back in her chair as the man's ale sloshed in her direction. She looked bemusedly at her guest, courteously allowing them to respond first.
"Oh... Not coool~, man... How'd-did-duh-" burp "-did ya get down here?" he said, before dropping his helmet and scooping it back up before it hit the ground.
Varla Nantesh took a sip of her drink and nonchalantly looked at her watch. She figured the paperwork for her delivery had been done by now, but she wanted to wait long enough for the financial department to transfer their payment so she could afford higher-quality goods on her next run.
she invited the man, despite him being clumsy enough to drop his helmet.Come, have a seat.
"Thrrr~ank you~, thank you..." He slurred, twirling around down onto the seat. "Waddaya mean by did? Didya come by boat-taxi?" He looked toward Varla, identifying her as a native, "Do you guys have boat-taxis?" and back to L.S. "Still kinda new 'round these parts myself."
Truthfully, he'd been in Rellunei for about three days and the Rellus Rex for the majority of them.
Truthfully, he'd been in Rellunei for about three days and the Rellus Rex for the majority of them.
“
Uh... Well I didn't really use any way of transportation.
”
L.S's response perked Grue right up, and he made a decent effort to remain focused.
"You... Swam? Mighty mitochondria, some powerhouse you are! Say, an athlete like you might be-" *belch* "-interested... In Fire Fuel, the energy drink compatible with ninety nine point nine percent of all lifeforms! You should really make an investment. For real."
Beads of sweat ran down Grue's forehead, his eyes clearly bloodshot and his hand fiddling with something attached to his waist. Mind you, his teeth were pearly white as he smiled and upon closer inspection his eyelashes had extensions attached. Probably a superfluous detail.
"You... Swam? Mighty mitochondria, some powerhouse you are! Say, an athlete like you might be-" *belch* "-interested... In Fire Fuel, the energy drink compatible with ninety nine point nine percent of all lifeforms! You should really make an investment. For real."
Beads of sweat ran down Grue's forehead, his eyes clearly bloodshot and his hand fiddling with something attached to his waist. Mind you, his teeth were pearly white as he smiled and upon closer inspection his eyelashes had extensions attached. Probably a superfluous detail.
“
Not that... I was teleported here randomly.
”
"Oh, you mean this helmet?" He dons the white motorcycle helmet, and a silver visor slides down that masks his face and places his voice in a muffled echo chamber. "I hate it. Worst decision I've ever made, and I've made plenty worst decisions. I'll sell it to ya if you can randomly teleport me outta here as well. I got a ship that does that... Oh good Greg's Gardening Supplies and Hallucinogenics, I hope she's alright..."
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