Passages Inn OTA

[element_wizard]

There are Inns out there that exist between worlds and dimensions. They show up just when you need a place to stay, your car having stalled out a mile away or the unexpected rainstorm suddenly starts dropping torrents of water. Or sometimes you’re wandering around the streets in a city and need a place to stay and you spot the door to this Inn which looks friendly and inviting. Going in, things are just a bit off. The patrons are perhaps not quite human; the man behind the desk smiles a bit oddly. However he tells you that you’re in luck. There’s just one room left and you can have it.

But, when you leave the next morning and turn around to see what it’s called, the inn is gone. When you ask people about it, they look at you funny as if they have no idea what you’re talking about. There was never an inn there, they tell you.

And yet you may still have the key in your pocket, the leftover from dinner, a note from a girl you spoke to, just some little token that says well, maybe you’re not completely crazy.

The Passages Inn is one of those Inns.

Built in the middle of an interdimensional nexus it can reach any time or place or space. You just need to find the door and you can come in. If you’re lucky you can find the door again.

Just remember, first Tuesdays are Viking Night and second Thursdays are Poetry Slam.

The proprietor of the Inn is Alec Troven element_wizard All questions and concerns may be addressed to him.

Comments

[engineermage]

There's staring from Kale for a long moment. The accent is all wrong and really that's what pulls him out of it. You can look like Dara but if you don't have the County Cork accent you're not Dara.

"Ah. I'm sorry. Um.... you just look like someone I know." Understatement. His face is still pale and his voice a bit shakey, "I do. Um. You're in the Passages Inn. It's a bar... Inn... that exists between worlds. They've got good drinks."

[wildgift]

The explanation didn't help anything and he could feel a headache starting. He closed his eyes for a moment and sighed. What had he stumbled into?

"An...inn. Between worlds." Hells. That didn't make any sense. Was that even possible? This had to be a dream. Vanyel would have known more.

"Drinks, you say? Good. I might need one."

[engineermage]

A very nice place. He's stumbled into a VERY NICE place.

"Yes," he said. "The drinks are quite good even if the Inn Keeper is a bit insane. I certainly need a drink."

Because he's looking at the ghost of his favorite uncle who isn't his favorite uncle.

The Inn Keeper, who is sitting and reading Sense and Sensibility, looks up and gives Kale a dark look before going back to his book.

[wildgift]

It would be a much nicer place if it were the palace. Or even Haven. Hells, he'd take a damn farm outside the city so long as he could walk back.

Still, his training at least tried to keep him from being rude, and he laughed somewhat wryly.

"All the best people are a little insane."

[engineermage]

"Well, yes. There's insane then there's this guy. Come on, I'll buy you a drink," Kale said, still eyeballing the guy a little bit. With a come on gesture he headed over to the bar.

Seeing Kale do that the Inn Keeper is no longer at the front desk but instead at the bar. He didn't seem to cover the space in between. Kale doesn't blink at this.

[wildgift]

He certainly noticed that look, but politely pretended that he hadn't. Pointing it out wouldn't help anything. And it would just be plain rude, besides.

"I appreciate it. Lady willing it'll take the edge off the headache." It wouldn't and he'd pay for it later, but he could pretend, right? At least until someone gave him a lecture about it.

[engineermage]

"Possibly." Sitting down he waggles at the Inn Keeper. "Sunset Ale, please."

As much as he knocks the Inn Keeper, he's going to be polite to the guy when he's handling the drinks. He's seen the guy pissed off at people when they're rude to him when ordering things.

From under the bar the Inn Keeper pulls out a bottle and puts it in front of Kale and then slides over peanuts. He then looks at Stefen expectantly.

[wildgift]

"Wine, please." He didn't particularly care what kind as long as it could get him good and drunk. It didn't sound so fancy as the ale the man had ordered, but while he was thinking about it...

"I don't think I caught your name, milord."

[engineermage]

Wine is placed on the bar for the guy. It's a nice red with an odd purple sparkle in the light.

Kale tries to keep a snicker off his face because technically ... not technically ... he is royalty, so the milord is wrong but it's not going to be corrected. "I'm Kale. No cabbage jokes, please."

The Inn Keeper snickers and then wanders back to his book in the other room.

[wildgift]

He actually almost laughed at that, but was polite enough not to. Still, his eyes sparkled a little in amusement at the though. Truth be told, he wouldn't even have considered it.

"Now that would be unforgivably rude and we've only just met. I prefer to save that for closer friends.

"Well-met, then."

[engineermage]

No. No. Feel free to laugh. As long as you don't call him "Cabbage Boy" he's fine with it. If you call him "Cabbage Boy" then there might be physical harm. Okay, he's an adult and not a teenager any more so no more breaking bones.

"Good to know. I didn't get your name?" Kale asked.

[wildgift]

"Ah, I apologize." Normally, he might have executed the grandest Court bow he could muster. That struck him now as a little silly and overzealous. The Court Ladies may have appreciated it, but he wasn't in Court, now was he?

"Stefen. I don't think there are too many jokes to be made out of that." He probably should have used his title of "Bard Stefen," but it still squeaked when he turned around too quickly. He was still getting used to wearing that.