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[TheBiggerFish]

Kartzchin walks into the bar. A loud clang and a muttered curse later, he enters the bar (the drinking establishment) and makes a mental note to find whoever placed the bar (the metal object and subject of painful puns) in his path. Once inside the bar (building), Kartzchin goes to the bar (counter) and asks the barman for a drink, and any information regarding the bar (metal), or barring that, if the barman knows a bar who could find the bar man who barred his path and place him behind bars.

It is worth noting that Kartzchin didn't mean bring him to justice, as the just and honorable rooftop barbarians have no concept of justice, but instead, he intends to take him into a convenient back alley and beat him with, situation allowing, a bar. His reason for including a lawyer in the proceedings is a mystery lost to all bar him.

((*bar him and the Cowford Bar Association.))

[Cain12]

A foul smelling man enters, taking a deep breath, pleased to be away from the large open spaces of which he was not yet accustomed, and looks around the room. He is seeking his future employer, a call to retrieve a precious gem was issued, and Garick, a brilliant (yet underappreciated) treasure hunter, has answered.

Openly disdained for the talent and fame he possesses by onlookers, he walks with a head held high, his backpack bulging with his most recent acquisitions, which will clearly show his employer his world class caliber.

[hops]

((Crap, I forgot about this))

GM Post 1

There were 10 types of adventurers. The first were normal, well-adjusted people who groan at binary puns, the second were people who had never heard of the word 'binary'. It was an unspoken rule for the first group to talk more quietly and give stink-eyes to the second type, as some of the members of the soon-to-be-formed adventuring party will find. The rest walked in with less fanfare.

The barman gave Kartzchin The Usual, a mysterious drink that adventurers favour. He then pointed at the rather conspicuous fey dog professor sitting alone in a big, reserved table. They appear to have fell asleep, and just looked like a weird corgi.

[TheBiggerFish]

If I just...Walk out of here...

Nevertheless, the Deputy Assistant Gopher's treacherous feet continue to carry said Deputy Assistant Gopher (and a myriad of other offices' staffs) towards the dog.

((But what about the third type who know it's actually a trinary joke?))

[S34N1C]

Jimmy wanders over to the bar and orders a beer