Standing Inn Tavern For Sale

[CommunistSpy 441]

As you approach the tavern entrance, you notice a sign posted at the front of the Tavern. It reads:

 

"Standing Inn tavern for sale. Post below with an offer, or go to the tavern and speak with August. Thank you."

 

There is a board with some paper and a few quills and ink, all ready to receive a reply or offer.

 

(( OOC: for sale yo ))

[L0rdLawyer 2272]

Davis York approaches and writes down his offer. "I will take da tavern off ya 'ands and give ya all da lumba' from it. Otha' d'en dat, d'ere be no profit from it on meh side. I put out da labor, ya get da lumba'."
 

[CommunistSpy 441]

A reply is posted below:

 

"Goeth forth and plough thyself"

 

and below that

 

"Only serious offers please."

[arakrsptec 171]

Amarie approaches, blinking. "Really? I even offered to take it off your hands, August. Back to the Deathsbane's"

[Cpt_Noobman 1954]

A large figure lumbering in an over coat leaves an offer before hobbling away, '1000 Minas, -Endergin'

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

"10k" says Ilaustius Horen

[Rig 17591]

"I will give you 900 minas. - Aegor" 

Is written down. 

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

Ilaustius kind of stares at the low bids, then back to his "I just realised how stupid I was to think a tree was worth 10k. That and since everyone is dirt poor that wants this tree I'd rather play it smart and save money for the plot itself.."

Ilaustius places a new bid after removing his previous "3k starting bid. Get the little fish out of my ******* lake."

Current Bid: 3k

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

"6k."

[TavernLich 324]

Malog yawns even louder stretching his arms as he reveals a shiv towards Renn, bellow is a half-eaten piece of what used to be a cow's leg, plopping it down on the table, he nods towards Renn, showing off a smug face as he speaks, "Mi gut grubz teh uffer, haha! Latz nub stand a chunz! If latz does huwevuh..." Malog shows his shiv once again.

 

((Oh gawd, pretty sure every nation leader is going to kill for this chance))

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

"9k"

[TavernLich 324]

Malog's nostrils flare, plopping down an extra cow leg, this time, with no bite marks, smiling he looks around at the other offers, knowing he'll win.

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

"If we're going to toss in random items that people tend to lose along the roads, then I offer 9k along with an actual weapon. A finely crafted diamond war-axe."

[TavernLich 324]

Malog roars, taking out his shiv he flashes it towards the other bidders before taking out a wooden club, "Hurhurhurhur! Ash ukie cow leg, ash bob'hozh cow leg, ah mah'erfully crahted cluhb!"

[CommunistSpy 441]

Malog roars, taking out his shiv he flashes it towards the other bidders before taking out a wooden club, "Hurhurhurhur! Ash ukie cow leg, ash bob'hozh cow leg, ah mah'erfully crahted cluhb!"

 

 

((watch out guys, we have a high roller in here