Day 1: Evening

Evening: 5:00pm - Midnight

[ IRL Timeframe: March 11th - March 18th, 2019 ]

The first day has come to a close, the only things left to do are get some food and get some rest. Fortunately the residents of Bamborough are hosting a party to congratulate the heroes on their first victory, unfortunately it's running for several hours this evening. There's only so much time for sleep. What kind of balance will your hero try to strike?

Unfortunately for everyone, the evil-allured knights will be treated to a rude wake-up surprise when they finally go to sleep. No matter when they finally set their head down to rest, they all wake up at the same time, in the same place. Only the evil-allured knights will have access to this post, click to see if you've been chosen.

The good-allured knights, meanwhile, are free of a visit tonight with the Princess and the Protector. The two of them, however, are due to have a chat. Questions have to be answered, after all! He's dressed in his usual attire:

He's the same height as Luka with dark skin and vivid blue eyes that match the color of the sky. He has wicked winged white eyeliner to accent his eyes and curly black hair with white tips piled on top of his head, it's a wonder how it stays up there. Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, he's wearing a pajama robe that looks either blue or silver depending how it's touched or how it moves. Most importantly is that he's got brass knuckles on both his hands, like he's ready to fight. But he's not here to fight, he's here to give a whisper about what comes next.

First Night Event: Bamborough: Everyone invited.

The Weather
Starry Night.
64°F / 18°C
Quite breezy, all the trees are rustling.

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Bamborough Party: To celebrate the defeat of the first monster, a full banquet is being held near the beach in Bamborough. Unlimited food, unlimited drinks, and most importantly of all was a small stockpile of blankets, sheets, pillows, and toiletries to offer any knight who might've forgotten something on the way out here. Naturally, every item is sponsored.

You're all over Social Media!: Videos were successfully taken of all twelve knights and the princess during the first battle, and now the world is abuzz about what happened! What are they saying about your hero? How did they even get this footage? Or worst of all, how bad are they dissing your camera skills for those that recorded themselves?

A late night walk: The first day is over, the first monster is dead. How's your character holding up? Do they seek out support from a fellow hero? Do they spend it alone? What kind of night are they having now that it's all real?

A late night meal: Anyone leaving the Bamborough party late enough will be able to spot that a local late night ramen shop is open for business. If your hero hasn't quite eaten enough, they can drop by for a bite. But be warned, a certain sleepy villain is getting a bite to eat herself. Care to share a ramen bar meal with the enemy?

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Gail felt so bad when he saw the other deflate like that. And he would've thought about correcting himself if Not for the fact that Garrot showed him comment about HIMSELF, which made his face burn brighter than the sun. Ohhhhhhhh noooooooo... He was holding his face in his hands, this was so embarassing, it was like being back on those student parties his friends dragged him into.

He did however uncover his face when Garrot spoke to him. "Oh I'm fine! No need to worry, maybe just tired after the day being so hectic haha." Gail said, fiddling with his hands. "Though fresh air sounds nice, it's uh, bit crowded I suppose. Though, it's crowded wherever I go but that's uh, not the point. Leg stretch is very good."

Garrot sees Gail's face in his hands and the way he's awkwardly fiddling with them, the way he's talking? Garrot has four kids and is used to squinting at people dodging awkward medical questions. The bullshit radar is going off, because this centaur is not fine, not at all! Despite the slouch, Garrot's eyes ping-pong around as subconsciously determine that over there is the door with the tallest frame. The doctor has to do this all the time for himself, so this is nothing.

"We're gonna go that way," Garrot says gently while gesturing towards the larger door, "and I'm gonna invade your personal space a bit so people don't crowd us." He's listening! Which might be worse, because the doctor slides into full-on wrestling-cheese acting.

"I mean you're jussst sssso cool, holy ssshit!" The doctor throws an arm around Gail's back, using it to "support" his drunken stumbling while also casually guiding his new companion to the exit. "Oh-oh man, I think I've had too much..." And then he pushes with a bit more urgency, before whispering out an "I'm fine!" just to be safe.

His other hand is naturally beneath him, holding his phone as he looks up what BDE really means. The fact that it's a meme and not a medical condition means it's his duty to know as a parent! And since Gail lied to him about being fine, why would he trust him to convey the Hip Lingo of the Youths?

Gail didn't really have time to process what Garrot means by invading his personal space, when his personal space is invaded. Well. This might as well happen, it's definetely not the worst thing that has happened to him at a party.

"Ahah, just uh, take it careful okay? Wouldn't want you to get hurt...?" Gail chuckles nervously, quickly looking around to see people giving them room to go. Okay so clearly acting drunk, so he tried to go along with it. Actually he was going along with everything Garrot was doing right now, with him also leading them both to an exit.

This really was not how he thought meeting another knight would go.

"Hah!" The laugh is sharp and confident as he stares into his phone. This is a good meme. And then Garrot hits the Record Video button on his phone. "I'm totally fine, promise." He says the words again, with just as much composure and sobriety as before. And as they cross the threshold and reach a patio, the doctor lets go, taking two steps to the side and loudly retching into a potted plant. His phone, if Gail chooses to pay attention, is recording the potted plant, and how nothing is hitting the soil.

And then he stands up like nothing happened because nothing happened and strolls back over to Gail, super casually. "Does 'puke and rally' count if I'm stone-cold sober, or is it just acting?" And then he starts laughing and walking towards a ramp into the sand. "Is the beach empty enough for you, pal?"

Garrot will not admit that he forgot Gail's name during his research. He just has to. Have a proper introduction with the centaur. But he does turn off the recording function on his phone- just a little evidence if anyone gets the wrong idea about his behavior.

Gail glances at Garrot when he hears the laugh, but doesn't dare to actually say anything, or even really look what was so funny. And then they're outside and he can't really do nothing but. Watch that the good doctor is doing. Which is very loudly retching into a potted plant. Ooooooookay then.

And then he's asked a question and he looks confused for a short moment. "Uh. No. From experience that doesn't actually count. You uh, kinda need to be actually blackout drunk for that." Gail says, helpfully, maybe. "The beach is fine though!"

He, also, has no idea who he's talking to, except that he's a fellow knight. Maybe he should've payed some attention to the whole wizard business once he became a participant but. Oh Well.

"Huh, okay." Garrot sounds a little surprised as he leads his new pal towards the beach, but that's mostly because Gail mentioned his own experience. He'd gathered some party animal adventures from his research, but that's a surprisingly open acknowledgement from someone who lied to his face and said he was fine. Weird.

"I'm real sorry about all that, I figured we'd get some space if people didn't wanna be near an ill Knight." He does sound genuinely remorseful. "One big guy gets enough attention, but two?" And he just shakes his head at the inconvenience.

"I'm Garrot, the Monkey Knight." He's leaving out the full name and the whole Doctor thing. But if Gail had seen anything on the chase team, he might remember a huge sparkly guy charging the monster with a shield. "And you are...?"

Gail felt like sweating at the surprised tone. Did he say something wrong? Did he say too much? Oh god maybe he said too much and now Garrot was judging him???? He shouldn't have said anything about his party life.

"No no it's fine! I uh, I understand. I'm always a source of attention and I can just image it's the same for you. Both of us are just, very, very big." Gail says and kinda waves his hands in motion that tries to come across as don't worry about it.

"I'm Gail! Horse Knight, though I feel that's bit obvious?" He says. He has seen pictures of Garrot in social media after the whole event. "Great job with the chase! I saw some pictures."

"Haha, thanks!" Garrot gives a thumbs up, showing no interest in modesty. "Glad to see we're both doing pretty well so far." And then he smirks, because Gail's a damn internet sensation. It's unavoidable. And so's his new pal's anxiety.

"You don't have to be nervous around me, Gail, I don't bite!" And then he grins ear-to-ear, consciously flashing those pearly white saw blade teeth of his. "Seriously, we're supposed to be working together, so you can be open and honest with me!" Is he alluding to the BDE fiasco? Just a bit.

Gail sweats a little. "Y-Yeah. It's uh, it's something alright! Not what I was expecting from, all this to be honest." He says, referring to his internet fame. It was so intimidating.

And then he was sweating a little bit more because, those teeth... Were very sharp. His horse instincts were having a very bad time. "Uh, yeah! Looking forward to work together! All the knights are so nice, I'm very honored to be part of this."

"Yeah, notoriety's a bitch, Gail." He sighs, and shakes his head. From his pit fighter days to going med school considering his parents to now, being an established adult? It's always weird whenever anyone knows who he is. But then he puts his hands behind his back and starts to walk on the tips of his toes, like a child being whimsical. Because he's doing just that.

"So, got anything big on your mind?" He sighs wistfully, and the hands go behind his head. "I mean, when I was your age, I was pretty carefree no matter what sort of destructive stuff happened." Sure, he's ignoring the whole pit fighter and overwhelming grief things but. Details. "I wish I had as much energy as you youngsters do, y'know? Being old's a drag!"

"AH I suppose so..." He says, and looks at the night sky. He was aware of his own "fame" back in Farida, and would rather not remember that. He's glad only Haizea so far has had any idea who he was back in his home.

When Garrot asked what was on his mind, he felt his throat dry a little. There was a million things in his mind, how was he going to explain that to a person he just met? He opened his fanny pack and fished out a bottle of water, taking a swing of it even when it nothing to help.

"Well, there's not that much in my mind! Mainly about surviving this whole thing and going back home!" Not that he had much left waiting.

Garrot sees that water bottle, and it makes Gail's deflection that there's nothing on his mind almost comical. And then he mentions surviving the next two weeks and going home, two things that are clearly going to be very big deals! One of them involves having your life in danger! So Garrot starts to laugh; it's loud and even a little condescending for the entire second it happens!

"Stop lying, man!" Garrot shakes his head, wiping a tear from his eye. "There's no way you're not worried about this. Two weeks of monsters? Reporters asking you all those questions?" He sighs, before smiling bright and wide, admittedly one that doesn't show off the points of his teeth quite as much. "That shit stresses me out, and I'm used to the spotlight!" And then he gets a mischievous look on his face. "...Unless you plan on just splatting all the monsters for us?"

That's gotta get a reaction aside from I'm Fine, right?

Gails ears went to "annoyed horse" position when Garrot laughs, even when it's a short while. It sounded condescending and that just made Gail feel bad. He gripped his water bottle tighter when Garrot spoke, trying to hold himself together.

"If you're going to make fun of me first of all I've heard worse and I just rather not deal with that. I'd appericiate if you didn't do that at all, call me a spoilsport if you want." Gail said more bitterly than he meant. Garrot may or may not struck a nerve there.

"I'm just trying my best here. If it's not enough..." Gail bit his lip to stop the sentance there. No use going too deep or personal with this trail of thought.

Garrot just raises an eyebrow nice and high- Gail's definitely gotta be stressed if he's being defensive like this. But there's a moment of weakness, and it's what the doctor's been waiting for. So he pounces! ...Socially.

"If it's not enough then we help each other out. We're teammates, after all." Garrot's shifted to confidence and reassurance as he places a hand on Gail's shoulder. He has to reach a little bit. Ew, is this what it's like to be short?!

"I wasn't trying to make fun of you. I mean..." He starts making swooping motions with two of his fingers on his free hand, like he's trying to do math. "If you're actually fine, then you have a plan, probably involving charging more monsters. That's cool." He nods sagely, putting away the pantomimed calculations.

"But you seem stressed whether you're on the beach or inside." And then he shrugs, removing the hand from Gail's shoulder. "So what do you wanna talk about?" Garrot's gotta be able to do something to help this guy relax, right?

Gail was caught off guard when Garrots mood seemingly changes and placed a hand of his shoulder. Which he could actually do since he was also very big. It was, kind of weird in it's own way. Not bad though.

He took another swing of his water as he thought over Garrot's words. He was stressed yeah, over numerous things. This entire knight ordeal, possible death, how easy it would be for him to get absolutely wasted, how he WANTED to get absolutely wasted, the guilt he'd had if he did do that, what would his life be after this, god he had so much debt. And so on. None which was good conversation topics.

After being quiet for maybe a minute that felt like hours he said. "It's. A nice weather here?" Ouch.

Garrot doesn't mind waiting in silence, it's actually nice to just take in the sounds of the ocean. The Horse Knight is probably going to start talking about Feelings any minute now, and-

"Uh..." Gail brought up the weather. Garrot is dumbfounded, torn between staring into the void and just stammering awkwardly. There aren't supposed to be any wrong answers with a question like that, but the centaur sure found one!

"Y-yeah!" It sounds a bit forced, and his spare hand scratches at the back of his neck. "It's a lot nicer than up in Koskenkorva," he sounds uninterested, but then a smile creeps onto Garrot's face and his tone gets whimsical! "But I mean, I'd rather fall over into a snowdrift than into a sand dune, y'know?" And then Garrot gestures at all of his hair. Getting sand out of his entire body is one hell of a pain.

Gail feels he really just fucked up enormously, but what else was he supposed to say? He isn't good talking about personal things! Or personal feelings or. Anyhting related to himself. He just hoped this would get, better.

"Haha I can imagine. Farida has similar climate so I feel almost at home... Never been on other continents though! Tell me about Koskenkorva I'd love to hear!!" He says with enthusiasm, trying to direct the conversation to something, less awkward.

"I mean... it's cold." Garrot very matter of fact about it, actually. "Couple feet of snow, and the wind'll chill you to the bone." He knows that sounds terrible, so he tries to lighten the mood. "But I can manage pretty well." And then he gestures to one hand with the other, particularly to a tuft of fur poking out from the cuff of his sleeve.

"I always have trouble whenever work takes me somewhere warmer like Farida or here," he sighs melodramatically, "I mean, I always wear something too heavy and get all sweaty and gross."

Then he makes a disgusted face, going so far to stick out his tongue as he looks down at his suit. Garrot might have to burn this thing later.

Gail actually shivered a bit. That sounded, unpleasant. "Ah, I think I would actually die there! I may be bit too used to Farida's warmer climate haha. Though seeing snow for real would be fun..." Gail said bit wistfully. At least Garrot looked like he fit to the cold and snow.

Which just meant that he didn't look the most suitable in the islands warm weather. That suit didn't look comfortable. Or well, nice. "Isn't a suit uh, hot? In this weather?"

"Yeah, it's... it's pretty hot." Garrot sounds a bit deadpan at that. But, he takes the opportunity he's given to improve things. His coat, mostly draped over his shoulders, is easily shrugged off. And then he looks at Gail, a bit embarrassed.

"Do you mind if I take some of this off real quick?" The look in his eyes shows he's a little desperate. "I uh... didn't realize I was running a bit on the volcanic side until you said something, and I don't want to just start ripping off my clothes!" HR would have another field day since he's representing MurtaCorp. Can't have that.

But he is going to loosen and remove his tie before tucking it into his jacket pocket.

"Oh uh, of course not! You look like you're going to die of heatstroke so! Please take care of yourself!" Gail said and he wasn't kidding. He did think Garrot looked pretty steamed in his outfit.

"Why are you wearing a suit in the first place? It's not, a fancy event right. Oh god is it? I've been dressed like this the entire time!" Yeah just, make up a conversation and stress yourself, the true Gail way.

"What? No!" Garrot sounds amused that Gail thinks there's formality to fighting for the fate of the world. He's trying not to laugh! This horse is silly. "I just wanted to make a good impression on people!" And then he starts stripping. Not in a sexy way, more of a sweaty and gross kind of way.

"I mean, when people look at me," he trails off for a second, unbuttoning his vest, shrugging it off, and draping it over his shoulder. "...they don't see a doctor." Then he starts on his shirt, which has more buttons. Despite the claws and him being a brute, he makes it look like reflexes.

"They see a big, scary monster with teeth and claws." The shirt comes off, joining his other clothes over his shoulder. Then he scrunches up his nose a bit at his undershirt. "Yep, that's dead." And then a clawed hand pierces the fabric, tearing the drenched article from his body. Since it's sticking to him, Garrot kind of spins around awkwardly for a moment, giving Gail a full view of all of those tattoos of his, especially the bloody tally marks travelling down his spine. He's not gonna just wave a sweaty, torn shirt at his new pal so of course he's facing away!

"I want to make sure you all aren't scared of me, is all." And then in a few motions, he's draped his button down over his shoulders. One hand has his clothes, the other the tattered remains of that t-shirt. "You know what I mean, right?" He sounds perfectly content, as if everyone has to deal with being typecast as a savage brute.

Gail breaths a sigh of relief. Thank god, he was getting worried for a second there. Though now he just feels embarrassed about the whole thing.

When Garrot starts stripping though, he realised he has no idea if he should look away or not. It would be rude to stare but Garrot was also talking to him. He was making this more complicated to himself and resulted in his eyes constantly changing where to look. This horse is a mess. He does however notice the, claws and especially the tattoos which look scary as fuck and oh boy he's sweating out of nervousness again.

"Uh, yeah of course!" You asked this from the worst person Garrot, the one with horse anxiety. "Wait you said you are a doctor?"

Garrot could sense the anxiety from Gail. Wasn't like it was difficult to see the centaur's discomfort while he was spinning around or trying to act like he didn't just slice through fabric.

"I mean yeah, but..." Garrot sees a chance to really drive the point home! "What do I look like I do to pay the bills?" His eyes go wide and his ears start to droop a little. "Do I even look like I pay bills?" He seems incredibly curious as to what Gail's response will be. This is totally a game to him.

God what was he supposed to answer that? What DOES a person who pays their bills look like? Gail was so much in debt it was hard to exist in general but did he look like that? He didn't know.

"Uh, yes? I didn't mean to be rude, sorry! You just, don't look like a doctor, which isn't a bad thing of course! But I just mean that it's not something I would assume first hand but you probably pay your taxes like everyone else haha. And bills!" The rambling was getting off hand again, can you tell he's nervous? And not hiding anything at all!

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