RE: Quest for the Gemgark
03-28-2012, 07:34 AM
"Hello, sir? Sir?"
The receptionist was slightly confused by the young wizard next in line. He was kind of...standing there to say the least. If it were not for his very hard-to-hear breathing and his slight swaying, she could have sworn that he was a dead man walking - er - standing. She could not really see his eyes, but she had a very strong suspicion that they were zoned out in two different directions.
"Sir?" She decided to try a little louder. "SIR."
The words apparently jolted some life back into Festinger as he was taken by utmost surprise. Not that surprise was a thing he could expertly emulate. He looked like if a someone ran a pathetic current through him - noticeable effect, but incredibly underwhelming. After a few ponderous minutes (which were few too much for the people behind him), Festinger kind of stared at the receptionist.
"Yes?"
"Well do you want a room or accommodations or something?"
Festinger squinted a bit. It was too easy for him to zone out into space, but too hard for him to concentrate on things he did not feel a particular attachment to. It was pretty ridiculous that he was practically unaware of the little scuffle between a particular insectoid treasure hunter and a landlord over a hospitality of a certain Spitesprite assassin. However, that was honest to truth fact.
At least he managed to muster up some attention. "I guess."
The receptionist wrinkled her nose as she attempted to figure out if Festinger was actually possessed or not. Regardless, a customer is still a customer and she need to act accordingly.
"The rates are 10 coins per day. After selecting how long you will stay, please sign here to complete transaction."
Festinger did not bother to listen. He was too enamored in the fact that the papers that the receptionist gave reminded him a shape of soft pillow, a comfortable pillow. Festinger could feel his eyelids get a smidge heavy as he realized, yeah, he had not actually slept decently for days since his arrival.
Naturally, Festinger fell asleep on the counter.
The receptionist was slightly confused by the young wizard next in line. He was kind of...standing there to say the least. If it were not for his very hard-to-hear breathing and his slight swaying, she could have sworn that he was a dead man walking - er - standing. She could not really see his eyes, but she had a very strong suspicion that they were zoned out in two different directions.
"Sir?" She decided to try a little louder. "SIR."
The words apparently jolted some life back into Festinger as he was taken by utmost surprise. Not that surprise was a thing he could expertly emulate. He looked like if a someone ran a pathetic current through him - noticeable effect, but incredibly underwhelming. After a few ponderous minutes (which were few too much for the people behind him), Festinger kind of stared at the receptionist.
"Yes?"
"Well do you want a room or accommodations or something?"
Festinger squinted a bit. It was too easy for him to zone out into space, but too hard for him to concentrate on things he did not feel a particular attachment to. It was pretty ridiculous that he was practically unaware of the little scuffle between a particular insectoid treasure hunter and a landlord over a hospitality of a certain Spitesprite assassin. However, that was honest to truth fact.
At least he managed to muster up some attention. "I guess."
The receptionist wrinkled her nose as she attempted to figure out if Festinger was actually possessed or not. Regardless, a customer is still a customer and she need to act accordingly.
"The rates are 10 coins per day. After selecting how long you will stay, please sign here to complete transaction."
Festinger did not bother to listen. He was too enamored in the fact that the papers that the receptionist gave reminded him a shape of soft pillow, a comfortable pillow. Festinger could feel his eyelids get a smidge heavy as he realized, yeah, he had not actually slept decently for days since his arrival.
Naturally, Festinger fell asleep on the counter.