Innkeeper
You can't let him fuck this up for you, Dr. Gossey just needs a little more time. You rush to talk to Hanon.
"Outta my way, me and Ben are getting that monster!" Hanon says pushing you aside.
"No! No! Hold on! Wait! Just give her more time!"
"More time? I'm getting fucking exhausted up keeping the wards! Not to mention it's getting more and more agitated in that cage. Also we've been spending most of our money here, if this keeps up we're going to be broke!"
"Okay how about for the remainder of your stay here, everything is free for you and Ben? That should certainly take the stress off shouldn't it?"
"Hmm, free huh? (Sigh) Alright, you've bought yourself some more time and ain't sayin' how much, but YOU better go talk to your teacher and tell her she needs to get her shit together soon or I will be coming to drop this fucker on her doorstep!"
Hanon and his buddy at this point proceed to the bar to indulge in their free booze.
A few more days pass and Hanon and Ben are getting drunk every night. Didn't used to be a problem before mainly because they were holding back due to funds, but now with free reign they're becoming the lives of the party on a regular basis. In addition to drinking they're picking fights with your other paying customers which results in broken furniture.
Combine this with the higher wages you have to pay your staff and you're hemorrhaging money. You see Dr. Gossey everyday about taking the daquala, but she just says the same thing all the time "still clearing through the red tape." It's getting really old, and you begin to get pissed at her, to which her response is if you want to a career in medicine you'll do what the hell you're told and shut up about it.
You head back to the inn cursing the fact you ever asked her for help.
"HEY ITS DA (HIC!) INNKEEPER! GO MAKE YERSELF USEFUL FOR ONCE AND GET US NOTHER DRINK! HAR HAR HAR!" Benjamin bellows as you enter the inn. Seems that he and Hanon are getting an early start.
You storm over to the bar and begin ranting at your staff which is doing nothing.
"Wendy why the fuck are all of you standing around not doing your fucking jobs?"
"Because they drank all the fucking booze and you told us to not go downstairs to get refill casks. Not that we'd go down there in the first place, you don't give us nearly enough danger pay for that."
You grumble and swear as you head down the cellar steps.
"I don't fucking deserve this shit! I was supposed to be finishing up medical school by now, not cleaning up shit around this place! Thanks a lot dad! You ever think when you started borrowing from a fucking loan shark? FuckingÂ…"
You cut your rant short when you suddenly hear a low growl. At first you figure it's just the daquala again and you're right except he's not in his cage anymore. Ever since the free booze policy Hanon's been taking advantage of, he's also been getting lax in checking on the daquala. The constant alcoholic haze hasn't really been helping on his concentration for keeping up the wards on the cage either. All of which contributed to the daquala finally breaking out of his confinement.
Still thinking it's still in its cage, you go get a cask of booze. You've barely managed to pick one up and you feel a sharp pain in your leg. You fall to the floor, dropping the cask and yelling for help when you see the amount of blood leaking from the sizable hole in your leg.
It's the last thing you do, before the daquala's next attack is on your throat.
"Outta my way, me and Ben are getting that monster!" Hanon says pushing you aside.
"No! No! Hold on! Wait! Just give her more time!"
"More time? I'm getting fucking exhausted up keeping the wards! Not to mention it's getting more and more agitated in that cage. Also we've been spending most of our money here, if this keeps up we're going to be broke!"
"Okay how about for the remainder of your stay here, everything is free for you and Ben? That should certainly take the stress off shouldn't it?"
"Hmm, free huh? (Sigh) Alright, you've bought yourself some more time and ain't sayin' how much, but YOU better go talk to your teacher and tell her she needs to get her shit together soon or I will be coming to drop this fucker on her doorstep!"
Hanon and his buddy at this point proceed to the bar to indulge in their free booze.
A few more days pass and Hanon and Ben are getting drunk every night. Didn't used to be a problem before mainly because they were holding back due to funds, but now with free reign they're becoming the lives of the party on a regular basis. In addition to drinking they're picking fights with your other paying customers which results in broken furniture.
Combine this with the higher wages you have to pay your staff and you're hemorrhaging money. You see Dr. Gossey everyday about taking the daquala, but she just says the same thing all the time "still clearing through the red tape." It's getting really old, and you begin to get pissed at her, to which her response is if you want to a career in medicine you'll do what the hell you're told and shut up about it.
You head back to the inn cursing the fact you ever asked her for help.
"HEY ITS DA (HIC!) INNKEEPER! GO MAKE YERSELF USEFUL FOR ONCE AND GET US NOTHER DRINK! HAR HAR HAR!" Benjamin bellows as you enter the inn. Seems that he and Hanon are getting an early start.
You storm over to the bar and begin ranting at your staff which is doing nothing.
"Wendy why the fuck are all of you standing around not doing your fucking jobs?"
"Because they drank all the fucking booze and you told us to not go downstairs to get refill casks. Not that we'd go down there in the first place, you don't give us nearly enough danger pay for that."
You grumble and swear as you head down the cellar steps.
"I don't fucking deserve this shit! I was supposed to be finishing up medical school by now, not cleaning up shit around this place! Thanks a lot dad! You ever think when you started borrowing from a fucking loan shark? FuckingÂ…"
You cut your rant short when you suddenly hear a low growl. At first you figure it's just the daquala again and you're right except he's not in his cage anymore. Ever since the free booze policy Hanon's been taking advantage of, he's also been getting lax in checking on the daquala. The constant alcoholic haze hasn't really been helping on his concentration for keeping up the wards on the cage either. All of which contributed to the daquala finally breaking out of his confinement.
Still thinking it's still in its cage, you go get a cask of booze. You've barely managed to pick one up and you feel a sharp pain in your leg. You fall to the floor, dropping the cask and yelling for help when you see the amount of blood leaking from the sizable hole in your leg.
It's the last thing you do, before the daquala's next attack is on your throat.
