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I set up a new poll but I might not be able to make an update as I'll be moving. (Finally moving out of my ex-gfs appartment )

-Uhmm....no...
-I was....looking for a...uhhm brewery....

-Oh...

*akward silence commences*

-So... I guess this aint the brewery eh?

-No...
-you're probably lookin' for the Brewstery out back...

-Probably...
-Uhhm by the way...You've got a map I could borrow?

-A what?

-Map. Of the fort.

-So you're a migrant...but then you couldve just talked to the people in charge right?

-Uhhm...

-I think you should leave now.
You're lucky my husband aint home.

-Oh, uhhm...thank you...

-Just go through the back door, but if I ever see your dirty face here again I'm calling the guards!

*I hurried through the door at the back of the house.*

I ended up in some sort of courtyard surrounded by walls on all sides, mostly the backs of people's residents. The place was well lit with little round lamps here and there luminating the scene with a warm glow. There was a large sign that said-
                     
the Brewstery
If you die from alcohol poisoning you'll get a discount

The warm air was heavy with the scent of the sweetest dwarven rum, the filling aroma of old bitter ale and maybe a hint of vomit. Old memories of the dwarfs natural state of intoxication filled my body, mind and soul. I could feel my desires even in the tips of my toes.
Before I knew it I was halfrunning towards the light and the sign.

Upon entering the area atleast half a dozen heads turned my way, expressions ranged from indifferece or confusion to genuine joy.

The fat dwarf behind the bar suddently emerges into a jolly laughter followed by a blunt invite.
-Aye! Ye snot-bearded bastard! Get ove'ere n grab yaself a beer for fcks sake! Can't have dorfs standin' round bein' sober up in'ere!
-Can't seey I've seen ya face round these parts befou' matey,  you some sort-o migrant o-what?

...

-Well, guess you be one of 'em shy bastards then. Here let me introduce ya ey!
-Everyone! This is ma' new buddy Snotbeard!
-And me I'd be the one n only Brewster he'self! Legendary drunk, proficient womanizer, famous for wrestlin' wild amimals and last but not least proud owner of the last bastion of hope in this god-forsaken hole.

Suddently the tiny dwarf who were sitting upon another dorfs shoulder spoke up with a squeeky voice.
-Womanizer! pfff... You got as much charm as a goat dipped in heated oil and arguably less charisma! And I feel obligated towards your guest here to shine some light on the whole "wrestling situation", by famous he primarely refers to himself and by "wild animals" he means one pig. Yes, a single one!

-Shaddup Onil! You midget-bastard! You slugfaced piece of shit! Lover of elves and donkeys!You...!
Oh sorry, this is Onil the short-
-the bright*
-as i was sayin' he is so small that he always have this clump of dorf with 'im at all times, guess his tiny little legs can't keep up, hehe.
-Clump of dorfs name is Okod, people think he be a mute but he's accually just really slow.

-This guy ove'ere go b'the name-o Razor! Used to be a pirate but now his a fish-dissector or some-tin stupid like dat.
*he slowly nods*

- And the three ladies ove-there at the table be Esmar, Lora 'n Norede. Esmar's the one with the green shirt, she got a feisty temprament 'n a stabbing arm to match. She's accually not too bad if ya catch her on her good side tho. The one with the stupid grin on her face is Lora, she's a bit crazy but I've heard that she's an excellent mechanic. Last one's Norede, ex-military, kinda depressed and probably quite dangerous.

-Here's your beer b'the-way, first one's on the house ey! hehe. Tell me if ya want anotherone. Another ale'll be 3 bucks, 5 for a bit o rum and sometin' more exotic'll cost ya.

I sat there mesmerized by the dark golden liquid in my cup, the lights aroud me disappeared and only the light reflecting from the drinks surface remained. Soon the voices and the laughes started melting together into some sort of backround noise where no words were distinguishable from eachother. Even the voices in my head went silent, don't know if they did it out of respect for the moment or if I blocked them out like everything else...
I slowly lifted the cup, hands shaking from anticipation, as the liquid poured over my lips there was a few moments of sheer extacy. I had never felt so alive in as long as I could remember, it took a lot of willpower to force myself back into reality.

-Dorf at the back of the table is Merud, been drinking all night so dat he'd get the courage to talk wit'em dwarfettes. People wouldn't believe I'd ever say this but I think he drank a tad too much, hehe.

-Well, what's your story matey? Can't just be me talkin' all day, ey.

First of what story will you tell him?
The truth? Make one up? Say nothing?

And what should you do next?
Order in some more drinks and keep asking 'bout the fort? Or maybe go out lookin' for some ladies? A pirate...what's that 'bout? Perhaps ask 'bout the shady lookin' guy at the back?

-Bag-
Solid rock cogwheel
Rottening syrup roast
Map of Blackgate
A spare sock
The scarf
A handful Rowanberries
My traveling coat and an empty pipe.
20 copper coins and a diorite earring that the gobbos had missed
A pair of loafers with holes in them
A sack of chestnuts
moths

Also-The poll-feedback has me a bit confused...

Just to clarify things a bit-
Green x= meeting mr redpants
Room next to prison appears to be the wardens office
Blue arrow=Movement of warden and Co
Flowerpot=Flowerpot

Quote from: Tevish Szat on January 26, 2013, 05:55:06 pm

We might take advantage of the distraction to check out the barracks -- quickly -- and maybe get a helm, a pick, or a small weapon to protect ourselves in the future.  It would be nice to have more than that scarf between us and a bruised brain.

Indeed it would. But this fortress probably has a bigger-then-three-dwarf military. Going there now isn't a good idea.

Not military but part of the law enforcement initiative.

The voices finally seemed to settle for a decision, and hearing how it involved going out hunting for a bar I found it quite agreeable-

But before leaving I was told to leave a parting gift...
After a quick look I could confirm that my neighbour was still sleeping...and not wearing any pants...
I felt a bit guilty after throwing the burning sock in the hole but in the end I guess it couldn't be helped.

After a quick glance on the map I headed north, along the way I noticed quite a few rooms and corridors that weren't marked on the map.
Guess it's a bit outdated a...
!
-Uhhm...
After a quick evaluation I deemed him a non-threat, pretty small, kinda old, possibly retarded and didnt seem very suspicious.
I gave him a quick nod and hurried on further ahead.

As the warden's office appeared in front of me I hesitated for a second, after waiting a couple of minutes I decided to sneak past...
Maybe the old dude with guards is the warden? That would...
!
You there! Yea you filthy elflovin piece of shit!
Come over here n I'll cut ya!
Just a few inches away there was a barred room containing three prisoners. The first one was a rough-looking dwarf who continuously spewed out threats and insults. The other was tied up goblin in the back of the cage. And lastly there was something that appeared to an elf of some sort...I'd never seen an elf before...But the crying indicated that I was on the right track.
The elf kept claiming his innocence while the dwarf changed tactic and told me that he wouldnt cut me if I let him out...

I didn't like the situation as I already had troubles up to my ears Perhaps I should move on before things got too complicated.
On the other hand I might be able to get some valueble information out of them...But what if the warden comes back!?
One of the voices went on a rampage, soon it was attempting to make me get into a fight with the cutter-dwarf who insulted my honor...I should hurry up while I'm still in control...
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What should we do? Free them? Fight the dwarf? Keep on moving? Talk?

I really like the way the community interaction resembles his inner turmoil
one second he seems quite reasonable and then the next his off smoking socks.
Oh and @Lt_Alfred He didn't have anyone else in there...many peasants don't have time for fun as it's work from dawn til dusk. and I have a feeling I don't wanna know why you asked about "his sleeping wife"... o_o

Ok, too many suggestions, time for a vote!

Like the Peasant dwarf but a bit more crazy
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=122065.0
I'll keep it running as long as Brewster's still busy. I thought It'd be simpler with 2 threads then having me help out 'round here like Brewster suggested Afterall I couldn't copy his drawing style and I do lack that trait of Brewster's which is slightly reminiscent of sanity.

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-An illustrated story driven by community interaction.


The peasant dwarf II?
The original plan was to help out in the peasant-dwarf thread but it turned into this instead.
the peasant dwarf > http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=117972.0

As for the story itself it'll work simillarly to the Peasant dwarf even though since it's me there'll be no limitaions considering gore, sex, drugs and you know that kinda stuff.
The (at the moment unnamedNerin) main-character loses his mind early on in the story resulting in that any suggestions for the next chapter will be taken into consideration. For an example something like throwing your excrements at the mayor is just as acceptble as engaging in a political discussion with him.
If there are more then one suggestion I'll make an effort to try and combine them.
^^^ This has pretty much been replaced by voting^^^

Well then, I'd appreciate any sort of input really, doesn't have to be a suggestion for the next turn but could be something related to the general story-line or just a short word so that I know if someone's reading .

(I'm kinda new to drawing but I'll try to make up for it with quantity )


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