Its Famously here! (Graded)

You read that right, F'mos.

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Oberan
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Its Famously here!

His taunts had barely left his mouth like the clouds of breath before a snowball hit him right on the back of his head, splatting into a burst of tiny fragments that rained down upon the table Oberan was standing on. His green hat was lodged off of his head by the impact, sent flying a short distance through the air before it started its descent. The Mortalborn stood there for a few moments, arms spread wide, expression frozen on his face before his thoughts caught up with him.

Quickly he angled one foot upwards and caught the falling hat with the tip of his shoe before it could fall past the table.

“As I was saying,” he spoke, launching his hat back into the air so he could theatrically snatch it up mid-flight, “I bet no-one can hit me with a snowball.”

Perhaps if he did not acknowledge it’d happened, people would forget about it. He placed the headgear back on his scalp and grinned wildly.

“Those who can however,” the jester smiled, “well, let’s say they will be given the opportunity to win a--” he looked over at his employer, as he was about to deal out prizes he really had no authority to give away. “—free… lunch? Here at F’mos? Yes, let’s go with that. Free lunch here at F’mos Ate Most. Asterisk.”

He then proceeded to quickly and rather quietly mutter something that sounded suspiciously like “terms to be determined by the owner. Oberan cannot be held accountable for any dissatisfaction regarding the deal made with the owner, nor for the customers’ stupidity when believing the word of a jester.”

“First some ground rules,” he established in a louder tone of voice, “Only hits to the torso and head count, so aim for those. The first ten to score a hit will be entering the next round.”

The Mortalborn let his gaze wander across the room, observing the expressions of the people present. Most seemed rather excited to win a free meal, chattering excitedly among themselves. While he wasn’t certain if his employer was going to like the addition of a prize, the man had not been against the snowball fight as a whole. Perhaps he’d see it as a business opportunity. In any case, those were issues for later.

“Well then,” he then boomed, throwing his arms out for what could be a big hug, a confident, shit-eating grin winking tauntingly at the patrons. “Let’s get started, shall we? Three, two, one! Start!”

He barely had time to finish, the first snowballs were already being thrown, and the jester had to duck and weave to avoid being hit.
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Its Famously here!

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F'mos took grip of her hand forcing Dru's attention to him as he spoke about Naerikk troubles within the city and warned her of speaking of her race. She raised an eyebrow at F'mos, "We should of figured. No one really takes well to our race. Always blaming us for what goes bump in the night. We guess that sometimes we are the things in the dark, however we almost always have a good reason. But, if it makes you feel better. We will be careful, okay?" Adruria flashed a small shy smile at the business owner, "We will be more cautions from now on." Her tone was like that of a child scolded by a parent. It would be easier to just accept what he said than try and convince him she could do fine on her own. Plus he had treated her so nicely...

"So," she continued on their conversation, "Is there anything or place of interest here in Etzos? We figured a native may know some hidden out of the way gems to visit." She giggled, "Any other restaurant that snow regularly? By the way, the fool over there standing on the table, what can you tell us about him? Does the jester have a name? He seems... interesting." Adruria looked around and leaned in closer to F'mos, "Plus, he spoke Grovokian before it started snowing. Grovokian is the language of our shadow sisters! How does a man know the tongue of the Naerikk? We've lived in Augiery our entire life, and we have never once seen that man. Perhaps you should worry more about him than us. We feel he is hiding something..." Dru leaned back away from the owner and glanced at the jester she had pelted with a snowball earlier. Just who was this man?

"Anyway, we would like to know more about you. If you don't mind us asking. What's your story?" She had a genuine curiosity about the man, and not in the same way as the jester. He seemed less... dangerous? Was that the word? F'mos seemed kind or at least he was to her face. Dru was well aware she was an easy target being new to this city. Why had F'mos been so quick to warn her about her race in the city? Could it possibly be that F'mos himself was not human? While most people could tell other humanoid races apart, Adruria lacked world experience of other races growing up with only her sisters. Sure, there were slaves. However, Dru had never shown any interest in the slaves. Except for her own Lotharro, Jakobb. Not that she spoke about him much.

She ate her meal as F'mos and his employees hustled around the restaurant removing anything of value as a mass scale snowball fight broke out. The Naer payed little attention to the flurry of snowballs that flew around her. The fish was wonderful and she couldn't wait to eat her dessert. Dru was a sucker for anything sweet. Despite her hurry for her iced dessert, she took her time and politely finished her fish. But as soon as she finished her meal she spared no time in digging in to the fruity ice treat. She was all smiles when the restaurant owner returned. "It was was very, very good. Thank you for the wonderful meal. It was truly delicious. We're sure your business will do well!" Adruria gave him a pleased smile.
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Things went fairly smoothly for F’Mos Ate Most. Both curiosity and word of mouth advertising drew a whole lot of customers on the first day of business, and Oberan did his best to keep the patrons entertained and make the visit to the restaurant a pleasant experience. His little competition caused some arguments and discussion, especially during the qualifying round. People claimed their balls had hit the target, others said the ball someone else had thrown were theirs and vice versa, and some did not agree with Oberan’s judgement, saying he didn’t want to admit when he’d been hit.

While the last part was definitely true, he thought he’d actually been very fair, and after quenching the flames a little, the next rounds rolled around. The Jester made up some game that would be both fun to play and to watch, where the competitors had to complete various tasks as fast as possible. He used everything he could to create some stage –which earned him a frown from the establishment’s owner—and did his best to grease the wheels of the competition.

Eventually a winner was decided, and the woman received a coupon from the owner himself, which could be exchanged for a free meal within this season or the next. Of course, various conditions applied, which F’mos all had to negotiate with the victor. She didn’t let it spoil her mood though, as a free meal was a free meal.

When the doors finally closed, and the clean-up began –which Oberan was forced to help with since he’d dirtied most of the restaurant with the now-molten snow. Not to mention the tables he’d been standing on, and had used as a makeshift stage or catwalk. Cleaning was a bit of a futile effort though, as the snow continued to fall, and probably would for a couple trials to come, Oberan suspected. When asked about how to stop the effect, he could only lie that Doran had said it would wear off within ten bits. The jester then claimed that he had probably used far more than he should have.

Naturally, Oberan was given an earful for all the stunts he pulled that trial, the snow in particular.

Despite the somewhat stern admonishment he gave the Mortalborn during the clean-up, F’mos did seem pleased with the result, and when Oberan finally left the building, his purse was a lot heavier.

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Oberan Brackling, Djas
Knowledge.........
Acrobatics: Walking on a tightrope
Acrobatics: Catching a hat with your foot
Acrobatics: dodging a barrage of snowballs
Acrobatics: landing on a cluttered table
Acting: playing judge of a competition
Acting: potted plant
Acting: making a show out of trying to find the right angle
Deception: the fine print (spoken form)
Deception: promising things you have no control over
Deception: claiming your abilities are mere 'parlor tricks'
Loot....................
+50 GN 25 SN and 6 CN
Consequence......
None
Renown..............
+10 - for causing a professional ruckus
Experience...........
15
Adruria A'steera
Knowledge.........
Knowledge
Loot....................
None
Consequence......
None
Renown..............
None
Experience...........
15
Well, not for lack of trying, but this thread read as basically a duo with a solo in the middle of it, haha. Oberan threw out a lot of hooks, but neither really seemed to want to bite. Writing wise, both Oberan and Adruria have minimal errors, which was nice. Adruria, you have a couple mistakes (a few misspelled words and words that sound similar but actually mean something else entire) which would be fixed with a quick read-through before or after posting. Overall though, nice thread. Oberan's antics are certainly within the realm of his domain, and Adruiria clearly is not a worshiper.
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