Day 2: Evening

Evening: 5:00pm - Midnight

[ IRL Timeframe: April 14th - April 22nd, 2019 ]

Unfortunately for everyone, the second day's events are far less rewarding than the first day's. Now that things are starting to get real, there are consequences for what's taken place. Both monsters caused a bit of damage and a mess with their departure, but the locals on the island are trying to stay positive. Sometimes things just get messy, they've dealt with this for forty years it's fine.

But the heroes are sure to have a lot on their mind. Injuries mean it's less of a game and more likely to sink in as real. How will your hero cope tonight? The Princess and her two knights are due for a rendezvous with the Protector and, on the other hand, there are some evil-allured knights due for some private time with the Wizard. What will come of that?

The Weather
Still.
61°F / 16°C
An eerie calm has fallen over the island.

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05:00pm Clean-up Crews: Both Bamborough and Craydon were left with big neon-green splashes of blood that aren't going to just wash off. Numerous locals in both areas are hard at work cleaning up after the second monsters, scrubbing at buildings and assessing the damage to the island. In Bamborough, the locals are hard at work trying to salvage the damage to the boardwalk or put up caution tape around the destroyed areas. Is your hero lending a hand in all this? Is someone else helping? Bond over picking up the pieces, but hey... it could be worse, right?

5:30pm, Craydon: Despite being largely untouched by the monster's arrival, the citizens of Craydon have dropped by the train station to check in on the heroes. Anyone in the area will be given a small care package of items and offered a free coupon for any restaurant in the area. Will your hero go alone and run into someone who was craving the same food they were, or will they team up with their fellow heroes to drop by a restaurant together? Everyone needs to unwind, after all!

5:30pm, Bamborough: Despite the boardwalk damage, the Bamborough oceanfront diner is offering 'monster margaritas' tonight. They're set up as an open-air bar tonight, doors and windows open to let in the cool sea air. Every hero gets their first monster margarita free if they can stomach the bright green color, and they've got deep fried bar foods for half off. Come in, indulge, have a drink to get your mind off of the events of the day, heroes!

5:30pm, Far Haven: The Far Haven clinic has advertised that its doors are open to any hero injured, or just in need of a check-up, for the rest of the evening. They want to check in on all the heroes and make sure they're okay. Did your hero come alone and run into someone here? Or did they come together to get stitched up? Or maybe they just need to be reassured that everything will be okay.

8:30pm, 9:05pm, 9:40pm, Train station(s): As always, Social media is incredibly quick to report Wizard appearances. At 8:00pm they report that the Wizard is waiting for the train in Bamborough station. She does, in fact, board the train at 8:30pm and they start theorizing where her destination is. Social media points out that her train will be arriving in Craydon at 9:05pm, then it will get to Far Haven by 9:40pm. If a hero tries to find her when the train arrives back in the Bamborough station at 10:15pm, though, the train will be empty. Where will your hero find her? Bamborough between 8 and 8:30pm? On the train in Craydon at 9:05pm? Or when she disembarks in Far Haven at 9:40pm?

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I'm a make-up artist! I've worked on small films, mostly indie horror. [The lie comes easily and it's delivered with a grin. Well, it's not completely a lie, she's great with make-up! She just doesn't get paid for applying it on other people. But hey, if she ever decides she wants to live an honest life, maybe this'll become true.] I mostly use my powers so uh, the entire crew knows what the result'll be before starting, so we're all on the same page. Get it perfect on the first try, you know?

I also do weddings. I like free food, as you may know. [The small half-Bugbear laughs.]

[ Garrot just starts beaming as she talks about her work, and he even lets out an excited little gasp! ] That's so cool!

[ And then he leans in a bit, eyes darting around shiftily before locking back onto Olivia. ] Do you think you could do me a favor when this is all over? Well, a few favors. For my kids. [ A beat. ] I- I don't know anything about makeup, and... [ And then he starts grinning, trying his hardest to be earnest and not literally begging Olivia to help him out. ]

I can pay, like, twice your rates and you're gonna be a celebrity, so you can probably charge more... [ Garrot sounds very willing to drop a potentially large amount of money on whatever the fuck it is he has in mind. The perks of being rich means you can usually solve problems with money. ]

Oh. [Fuck.] What's the, uh, what - what favors?

[She's definitely taken aback by his sudden energy and also - kids? Money? Fame? What? Work involving kids? She can't remember the last time she was around kids, she doesn't know how to interact with them! They are like people but smaller, what's that about! And she definitely does not want to be a celebrity but she can't really say that right now when he's that excited.]

[ She didn't immediately shoot him down, so Garrot actually starts to blush a bit! ] S-so, uh... [ The grin turns meek, and he hardly seems like a seven-foot wall of a man. He takes out his phone, and shows a picture of two teenage tiefling boys. Twins. ]

My, uh, my boys are theater kids and they wanna learn about makeup. I don't know a damn thing, and my oldest is out at college so she can't help, and a real person is better than videos online. [ He nods gently, the meekness gaining some confidence. Sure, it sucks that he can't help his kids out with stuff like this, but that's what other people are for! ]

And my youngest... [ Then he switches the screen to show a photo of a young girl, dark skin and springy blond hair grinning ear to ear. There are a few pointy adult teeth amidst the nubby little baby ones. She looks a bit more like him than the tieflings, if only because her hair is pulled back into a similar ponytail. ] She wishes we looked more like each other [ The word makes him a bit uncomfortable to say, actually. ] so I figured I'd surprise her with a, uh... really cool birthday present?

[ And then he just looks at her expectantly, because that's kind of a lot and really weird but he would absolutely pay her to help his kids out. ] But n-n-no pressure! [ At this point, Garrot's blushing so hard that he regrets not learning how to do makeup on his own. ]

[She's so confused by his sudden sheepishness. She listens to him, watching his expressions with an eyebrow slightly raised. She genuinely doesn't understand why his request is making him like this - maybe he's just bad at asking for favors?

She does glance at his phone when he shows her the pictures, though. Her eyes widen when she sees the twins, her tail coiling around one of her legs. Her expression is otherwise unreadable though, even as he explains the situation with his youngest; she won't let it show how much she can relate to that.

She sighs, dropping her disguise as she considers all of this. She can't help but to think about what she went through with her family, or to compare the way Garrot acts about his children to the way her parents treated her, and suddenly she feels like she might cry - but she doesn't. Instead, she clears her throat, hands balled into fists and nails digging into her palms as she rests her chin on one of them again.] I don't want fame. And I don't need money, whatever you're thinking about paying me, you can give to charity.

But I'll... I'll help them. If I can. I'll try. If I can trust you to get us through this alive, that is. [She gives him a small smile. She knows she may regret this when she's sobered up, but fuck if that didn't tug at her heartstrings.]

[ Garrot's used to being at least two parents at any given moment to his children, so it's a huge hit to his pride whenever he doesn't know how to do something. His knowledge of makeup is limited to covering black eyes, so... he at least knows when he's out of his element.

It's when Olivia goes silent, when her eyes widen and her hand tenses into a fist that Garrot realizes he might be really out of his element. He's scared he stepped on a nerve, and he's about to apologize when she says to... donate the money to charity? And then- ]

You can trust me, Olivia. [ He closes his eyes for a moment. Sure, that response was automatic and genuine, but what else should he say?! Garrot sighs, trying to keep himself from getting nervous or overeacting because he's pretty sure he just reminded her of their potential deaths. ] As long as you're careful, you'll be fine. And if you get hurt, I'll do everything I can.

[ And then he cautiously reaches out a hand towards her shoulder, slowly enough that she can stop him with as little as a gesture. The doctor would much rather be giving an aggressive hug, but... you make do with what you got. ]

I'm always careful. [Olivia's eyes narrow slightly when his hand approaches her, but she doesn't stop him. She does think she can trust him, since he's so open with his emotions, and she'd like to! But that'll take time.

She gives him a moment before her tail taps his arm as a quiet little cue to stop touching her.] You got my back, I got yours.

[She clears her throat again, then gives him her most genuine looking smile. She's never gonna be in the mood for honest conversations about feelings, so she'll switch the focus away from her!] So... kids. How, uh, old are they?

[ Garrot notices that she gives him just long enough to get that hand on her shoulder, just long enough for him to give the faintest squeeze, before he pulls away. It's the tap of the tail though that makes him a bit sheepish- he still wishes this was a hug. But he shouldn't do that, so he just nods at the statement of camaraderie. They'll be fine!

However her pivot into asking about his kids makes his eyes light up and his smile turn bright and genuine and filled with childlike glee. He even leans in an inch or two, because what's personal space anyway? ]

The oldest is twenty-two, the twins are seventeen, and my youngest is seven and... eight months. [ He nods excitedly, clearly just waiting for something to springboard off of. The only thing that can stop Garrot from gushing about his children until he's blue in the face is social norms, those bastards. ]

You count the months and everything? That's... hmm, that's something. [She listens with an amused expression. She's kind of wondering if Garrot is really just a normal dad and it was her parents that were weird.

She opens her mouth like she's about to ask something else but she doesn't know how to. Olivia doesn't want to seem rude, but she's genuinely curious about why they are all different, and about the Tieflings in particular.]

So, uh... are they all your- I mean, of course they are your children, but I mean... Are they adopted or was it- um, was it magic? [She asks, shifting her position so she's facing him.] Sorry if that's... too personal? I don't know.

[ Garrot just shrugs at the month-counting. He'd say that only his youngest cared at that age, but they all kind of did. At least once the older ones hit puberty, they didn't care about the months anymore. But it's Olivia's pausing and stammering that gets a real reaction out of him.

Garrot just blinks at her questions a few times, processing her incredibly personal question, before his demeanor goes grim, full-on doom and gloom deadpan. ] I used an ancient Bugbear blood magic ritual to infuse parts of my body and soul into children that died on my operating table. They live with me until they're strong enough to survive on their own.

[ He's absolutely lying, but she asked about magic and this is a golden opportunity to get some laughs in. So he'll just stare at her. Blankly. Until the act starts to falter and Garrot's smirking and he lets out a tiny little squeak of not-quite-suppressed laughter. ]

[Olivia rolls her eyes. She was asking a serious question! But she can appreciate a little dark joke here ant there and, once again, its always more fun to play along.

So she suddenly sits up straight, her eyes going fully black and a third one opening on her forehead.] Ha. You should have consumed their essence and strengthened yourself instead, fool. What a novice mistake to make, Doctor. [Her voice is low and mocking and almost demonic sounding? One of the advantages on being a half-Tiefling. But then she sticks her tongue out at him, and waits for a real answer.]

[ Garrot is overjoyed that Olivia is rolling with his nonsense, and even upping the ante! Once her tongue sticks out, he claps his hands together and lets out a high-pitched, excited little gasp. ]

That's so cool! You're so cool! [ And then he laughs for a second, completely moving past the part where they talked about eating his kids. Totally normal fake-topic in his day-to-day, honestly. ]

Okay, uhh... [ He brings a hand to his chin and looks to the ceiling, trying to choose his words well. ] Some kids get a bad hand in life, and it turns out I can help some of them. [ He gives a half-hearted smile at that. He's trying to sound confident, but the Wizard can absolutely fuck up families. ]

At first I just wanted to foster kids until stuff got sorted out for them, [ Like family members who could adopt them. But then he shrugs at the pause, smiling warmly amd contently. ] but then the oldest stole my heart. I got a reputation for being good with some uncommon issues, and the system started seeking me out as, like, an expert. [ Garrot is visibly trying to be chill and nonchalant about all this, because he has no chill when it comes to his kids. ] Now I have four of the little rascals! [ And he's back to grinning excitedly. ]

[It's a good thing that Garrot doesn't give her enough time to respond to the compliment because she's very bad at doing that! Instead she listens to his explanation, and there's a soft smile in her face when he's done. Sure, she's a little disappointed that his kids aren't like her -meaning, "supposed" to have been born one way yet looking different than planned- but,] It sounds like they're lucky to have you.

What do you mean by "uncommon issues", though? [She asks, air quotes and all.]

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[ The notion that his kids are lucky to have him makes Garrot blush- he knows for sure it's the other way around. Talking about why would be, well, so many stories that they'd be here all night! So he's pretty glad she changes the subject, air quotes and all, until a moment later when it registers just what she's asking. ]

Oh, uh... [ He fidgets a bit, his smile sliding from excitement to, well, awkwardness. ] That's their business, sorry. [ He brings a hand to the back of his neck and starts to scratch absentmindedly like a cartoon character. Garrot even kinda chuckles a bit! ] It's- it's not really good bar conversation either, and- [ He chokes out another little chuckle, eyes darting side to side for a moment until he looks back at Olivia. ]

If you met them, you'd have no idea, y'know? [ He's not gonna tell this nice girl he just met that he adopted kids whose lives were devastated when they lost a parent to the Wizard's shitty little game. That's so much. But he definitely looks caught off-guard by the question. Save him, Olivia. ]

[She notices his discomfort and quickly apologizes.] I didn't mean to pry or anything! Just curious is all.

I'll need to uh, think about what I could do to help your youngest... [It's easy enough for Olivia to look like a Bugbear, but without her powers, the girl's gonna have a tough time. She'd probably have to apply a lot of make-up every day, as well as maybe a long wig? and it just doesn't seem like it'd be worth the time and effort, at least to her. So she starts thinking out loud, trying to keep it simple, rubbing her face as she does her best to concentrate despite all that she's drank.] Maybe brushing her eyebrows a certain way would help... or filling them in, too. I could, uh, sharpen her fangs if she's cool with it. And if you are, too, obviously. [Olivia's own normal fangs were sharpened by her sixteen year old self!] Maybe she could try contact lenses...

Oh! That reminds me! [She interrupts herself, suddenly looking up at him again.] Did your eyes change color earlier, or was that just like, a trick of the light or something? [She points at her own eyes, which change to resemble his, and shift from green to teal, back to green, back to teal, before going back to normal.]

[ He shrugs off the apology easily enough- she's hardly the first to ask that so readily! But as Garrot watches her talk through her thought processes, his eyes go wide- this is really cool! Sharpening his kid's teeth seems like a really time-intensive process though, and like it could maybe be a bit more... permanent.

But then she asks about his eyes. His eyes are cool, so he starts grinning again! ]

Yep! [ Garrot closes one eye, blinks the other, and suddenly it's that teal color again. He opens the first eye and it's still green. ] When they're blue like this, I can tell when something's messed up. [ He keeps blinking his eyes, this time a bit more forcefully, and the one teal eye begins to alternate. What a show-off. ] So hypothetically, if you hurt your arm and you weren't sure if it was broken, I could just [ He forcefully blinks the green eye, and now it's teal. ] take a look at it and I'd know. Definitely cheaper than an x-ray, huh?

[ He takes a breath, closes his eyes for a moment, and they're back to green. Time to bring things back around. ] I don't know about Ursula's teeth. I mean, that'll last a lot longer than a birthday, and she's just about to start losing her baby teeth, and we don't know if all of her adult ones will be pointy. [ He realizes he's rambling a bit, and just sort of chuckles awkwardly to himself. ]

Physically, she's as adorable as a puppy, but genetically she's some kind of mutt. [ A small, carefree sigh. ] Like, for all I know, she could start growing horns next month! [ Garrot sounds a little exasperated by that, but he's mostly amused. ] Ursula... doesn't like plans much. [ Because she's seven and would much rather be Doing Things and Eating Sugar, let's be honest. ]

Ohhhh, that sounds really useful for you! [He was kind of born to work in medicine, she thinks.

Olivia hadn't really considered baby teeth. She kind of forgot that was a thing, honestly - she really doesn't tend to spend a lot of time around kids and it's been a long time since she was one herself! All she knows is they like rainbows, and that sometimes toddlers will stare at her and she doesn't care for that at all. There's a smile on her lips at the mention of horns.]

Well, I'll try to come up with more ideas when I don't... have monster margaritas in my system. You could also just like, um, get her a costume or something? But I can't really help you with that.

We've already got matching pajamas, but I could put her in a little three-piece suit, that could be fun... [ And then he brings a hand to his chin, looking deeply contemplative as he clearly runs the pricing and logistics on a tailored, child-sized suit. But then he snaps back to reality, because she did mention having alcohol in her system. ] But there's months to figure all that out. [ Garrot will sort of tilt his head at her, going so far as to even raise an eyebrow in concern. ]

Are you okay? Enough to, y'know, [ He pantomimes something between opening a door and knitting. Is that what he thinks breaking and entering looks like? ] get home? [ That's enough focus on him and his life, especially when he sees someone he can help out! Or at least just show concern over. ]

[She snorts.] Matching pajamas? That's adorable.

[She looks at his hands in confusion as he asks if she's okay, not quite knowing what that's supposed to be!] Uh, yeah, I'll be fine. I won't be heading out just yet anyway, there's some other people I wanted to introduce myself to. And steal food from.

[ Garrot just sort of nods at the idea that matching pajamas with his daughter is adorable. That's why he did it in tbe first place!

But when Olivia looks confused, well... Garrot misinterprets. Maybe she's not okay to crash somewhere, and, well, she's mentioning stealing food, and...] I do have an open tab, you know. You don't have to steal anything, just... order whatever.

Plus... [ Garrot's gaze narrows as he scrutinizes her. What's with Olivia sometimes? Why she gotta steal??? ] Won't people like you more if you don't take their stuff?

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Evening: 5:00pm - Midnight

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