[ Billy showed up late enough that Wanda was no longer handing out the welcome packages, which was probably for the best all things considered. He grabs a welcome package off the table and surveys the rest of the tavern; it's pretty much exactly what he thought a tavern in this part of this world would look like. It's sort of like stepping into an actual game of D&D and not for the first time he wishes he could turn to Teddy and say that. Instead, he makes his way over to the bar and the owner asks him what he would like. He starts to order and then he hesitates. ]
So, wait, what do we do for money around here?
[ Once that’s sorted out, Billy takes his dinner to an empty seat at a table. He’s taking in his surroundings people watching, he’s going to steer clear of the drinking contest, he’d like to keep his wits about him, and the knife throwing, because he would also like to not maim anyone when he’s still only been here a few days. Cards seem safe, maybe, and he would have to participate in the drinking contest if anyone expects him to sing. Although, drunk enough he does do a very good rendition of 'Killer Queen' if he does say so himself. ]
ii. Bardsbruk Farm
[ Billy had been invited to check out the farm so here he is. He is in fact greeted by many sheep and he can’t help but smile (because sheep) and steer clear of the goat that seems to be glaring at some other people as they walk through the gates.
He wasn’t sure what he was expecting but this isn’t it. The farmer’s market is bigger than any he’s been to before (of course they are Billy you live in NYC and on a spaceship). He spends most of his time strolling through the markets stopping to talk to people and try some cheese. He’s not really sure he would be good at shearing a sheep but he sits down to learn to spin his own wool. That seems like a skill he could use here.
He stops for some pies, which smell amazing, and his eyes light up at goat yoga. Or maybe just at baby goats. He’s trying to figure out how he can smuggle one out with him because baby goats, and he could probably use the company. He might even name it Teddy…don’t judge him.
At the end of the night, he’s sitting around the bonfire nursing a hot cider and some food on a stick and open to talk to anyone who might sit down beside him. ]
Billy Kaplan | OTA
[ Billy showed up late enough that Wanda was no longer handing out the welcome packages, which was probably for the best all things considered. He grabs a welcome package off the table and surveys the rest of the tavern; it's pretty much exactly what he thought a tavern in this part of this world would look like. It's sort of like stepping into an actual game of D&D and not for the first time he wishes he could turn to Teddy and say that. Instead, he makes his way over to the bar and the owner asks him what he would like. He starts to order and then he hesitates. ]
So, wait, what do we do for money around here?
[ Once that’s sorted out, Billy takes his dinner to an empty seat at a table. He’s taking in his surroundings people watching, he’s going to steer clear of the drinking contest, he’d like to keep his wits about him, and the knife throwing, because he would also like to not maim anyone when he’s still only been here a few days. Cards seem safe, maybe, and he would have to participate in the drinking contest if anyone expects him to sing. Although, drunk enough he does do a very good rendition of 'Killer Queen' if he does say so himself. ]
ii. Bardsbruk Farm
[ Billy had been invited to check out the farm so here he is. He is in fact greeted by many sheep and he can’t help but smile (because sheep) and steer clear of the goat that seems to be glaring at some other people as they walk through the gates.
He wasn’t sure what he was expecting but this isn’t it. The farmer’s market is bigger than any he’s been to before (of course they are Billy you live in NYC and on a spaceship). He spends most of his time strolling through the markets stopping to talk to people and try some cheese. He’s not really sure he would be good at shearing a sheep but he sits down to learn to spin his own wool. That seems like a skill he could use here.
He stops for some pies, which smell amazing, and his eyes light up at goat yoga. Or maybe just at baby goats. He’s trying to figure out how he can smuggle one out with him because baby goats, and he could probably use the company. He might even name it Teddy…don’t judge him.
At the end of the night, he’s sitting around the bonfire nursing a hot cider and some food on a stick and open to talk to anyone who might sit down beside him. ]