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[kj1225]

Keilee looks a bit nervous, both at the description of the trial, and at Keith's idea.
"M-master Keith, that... m-may not be the best idea... advertising take money and... Well, you remember last time we were here right?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"....what's an America?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"The greatest country on Earth, of course. The birthplace of rock and roll, and where professional wrestling REALLY took off. I'm talking about the greats, here, like Frank Gotch. Now it's true Japan has a pretty damn good lineage in wrestling and that's where I started, but I did kinda dream of hitting it big internationally like The Great Muta one day."

Keith flipped the hair hanging over his bandanna.

"I guess we don't have the cash for the adverts, though. Also, what happened last time?"

[Blade Master Model 42]

Gnome Jenkins, jack of all trades and general nuisance, was standing a few bodies behind a rather eclectic group that appeared to be together. Was that guy a vampire? You didn't see too many of those outside the alehouse. Or at least Gnome Jenkins didn't. Not that he was allowed in the alehouses. Well, not ones that he'd been to before at least. Oh well. Gnome Jenkins settled in for a short half hour wait.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Wrestling? Also....you've been here before? I thought you were new to this adventuring thing mortals do."

[Sirus]

An odd person, who looked a little like an elf at first glance, stood rigidly at attention just behind the group of strange strangers. He had the prim and proper look of a manservant about him.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"_{Jesus fucking Christ. Generia doesn't know what wrestling is? What kind of hick planet is this?}"

After a deep sigh, he opened his eyes.

"I've been around this world for a long time - about as long as I lived in my previous life. I just don't remember anything about this place."

[kj1225]

Keilee glances away at Keith's question about what happened.
"Well..."
"We were at an alehouse as usual, you were getting a drink and I was standing by the table waiting for you and this adventurer started talking to me... And, uh... I was uncomfortable... So you come over and tell him to leave me alone and he got mad and you fought... And uh... youkindofsuplexedhimintoawallknockeddownatorchwhichsetsomeone'scapeonfiretheythrewitawaywhichsetsomespilledalcoholonfireandtheplaceburneddownandweranaway."
Keilee cringed before opening her eyes.
"So... we probably shouldn't make the fact that we're here too... obvious."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Keith scratched his head as he thought.

"Uh... was he like a big dude? Like about as tall as the top of Jarvis's head there? Kind of musclefat?"

"I think I do remember shooting on a dude like that. Gave him a belly-to-belly into the wall, hammerlocked him and then slid his ass all the way down the bar into the other wall."

"Wait, yeah. I always thought Vlad started that fire, he did about half the time."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Rosencrantz just gives Keith the most dumbfounded look possible.
"....what?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Some fool tried to put his hands on Keilee when she was younger than she is now and I showed him why you don't go after a sheep that's being protected by a dog bred to kill wolves."

"He might have died, actually. I beat the everloving shit out of him for like fifteen minutes and then the roof started coming down because the support beams were burning, so I just booked it with Vlad and Keilee."

"Fun times."

[Sirus]

The maybe-elf listened to the whole sorry tale stoically, expression never wavering from polite indifference.

[Praefectus Screptum]

"MPHM. I am already having second MPHMPh about this."

[Blade Master Model 42]

Gnome Jenkins elected to prod one of the people in front of him- an elf? Probably?- in the back of the knee. Gently. "Pardon me, but did that man say he beat a gnother man to death in a burning building? That he set on fire? I'm gnot sure I heard right."

[Sirus]

: "I believe that is what the gentleman said, yes sir."