Stood in the corner of the Foundry Tavern with Gideon, Nuhta and Muridae staring at the wall. Gideon comes over and suggests that in an environment like this it is considered strange to be facing the corner when stood in it. With that hint I turn around and think about the mayhem that has happened over the last day. Although it was easier to think facing the wall, pfft silly meatbags and their strange rituals.
More has happened over the last day than in my entire existence so far. Admittedly that has not been that long. I can not help run over the possibilities that lie beyond the star metal door. The technology seems to match me, maybe it holds secrets of where I come from and who I am meant to be. I am not going to get more answers until the morning and we are fully rested. It does seem like an odd design flaw that the meatbags need to close their eyes and do nothing for 8 hours a day, I understand them needing to repair but honestly, I just think they are lazy.
So during this time I think to myself that I will learn more about the sentient bags of meat and their strange rituals. I mean even the three that I travel with are vastly different. You have Gideon who everyone likes and he seems to like putting himself in to possible situations of hazard just to prevent damage to the rest of us. And just look at Muridae, he has a strange persistance about him with the world. I am starting to think maybe his memory module is fine but its his reality chip is the thing that is damaged. He still thinks I should obey his commands like his primitive puppy. But I have to let him off as he has been nothing but kind-ish to me. Finally their is Nutah who seems to be very good at hinding and just turning up out of the blue. (I also know very little about him as his personal god has not got a background) I cant believe his stupidity in the casino but somehow it paid off for him. It does seem he is very adept at communication though and seems to tend to my “feelings” showing kindness. I am unsure if I should tell him this is unnecessary as I do not have them. But if I ever do get them when im older then that may be required.
So off I go with some farewells looking for another tavern to investigate. I stop by a building with a rustic sign outside saying “The Copper Coin”. I open the door and step inside with an air of curiosity.
What do I see mike? Who is there? Is this even the right way of doing this? What is the answer to the ultimate question?
One of the oldest taverns in Torch, the Copper Coin stands right on the western edge of town. This fixture nightspot fills up with patrons almost every evening, and it is especially popular with laborers and artisans looking to relax after a hard day’s work. Human siblings Lawton and Katina Rimos run the Coin as a quality establishment with good food at reasonable prices. In fact, much like their father, who ran the tavern for 30 years before passing away, they pride themselves on claiming everything costs “just a few coppers”.
After walking in, Lawton greets you: Welcome to our establishment, I am Lawton and this is a sister Katina. Unforunately I do not believe we have anything suitable for your……….kind. We serve mearly food and ale here or is there something specific you require?