IC: Norwick's Rent-A-Friend Program



  • chuckles reading over the list…then goes quiet and points to his name

    Wait … I'm on the list?

    Perks a brow reading over the rules more carefully…then heads off to find penny.


  • The Halfling Defence League

    Fad grins mischievously, and tails after Wolf



  • Nicahh looks over the advertisement, her seeming slightly uncomfortable then, but silently ponders putting "only violent activities" next to her name. She then turns to Penny to speak.

    "Umm… what about those that may not be able to attend the auction, can they send in bids prior to the auction? You know, like a silent auction, and if they are not overbid, they still get the time with the person?"



  • Dwin likewise grunts an unhappy noise.

    Sounds like hin-work… all this friend-makin and rentin'.

    sigh

    At least we are takin' a cut. If you see any kin or Militia members on there let me know so I can blast 'em meself.



  • Foilir frowns reading the list and seeing Lucidious.

    <d>Nae conduct becomin sumun in a position of authority..</d>



  • //updated friend list!



  • Beneath Ael's question, Penny replies:

    "Property of Norwick and the Mininstry of Fashion.



  • Aelhaearn studies the message and the list quite intently. He chuckles lightly at the banter around him, staying out of the line of fire, but gives Deacon a dirty look for the low blow against Tala.

    After some time, he pens a question at the bottom of the message:

    "What happens to the other 25%?"



  • _Tala.. I like ye lass, but why're ye bleedin' .. ugh.

    How're ye kids doin' by the way? Any planned yet? Ye ain' the youngest anymore..

    *Gives her a grin, before he now really, walks off._



  • Tala snickers and laughs.

    What a novel concept a man that needs saving from whoring. Deac don't be messing up the mans new method for meeting ladies and showing off his muscle. Hes libel have a few brats running around soon enough, Unless he is unlucky enough to get stuck with men friends.

    which then sets off a whole other set of snickers and laughs at Deacon's consternation.



  • _.. Ye'll be me friend, really? Gildor?

    Sorry, nae interested. I'll rather stay alone. 'Scuse me while I go save me men from whorin' duty._

    He turns halfway the path, smirking.

    Ye were right about me blade though, could use a fancier one. Ye got any fer sale?



  • _Wolf, walking through Norwick and seeing the poster, looks at the names for those who are to be rented. He grunts and shakes his head, seeing Fadia's name.

    "Great…"

    Then he notices Lucid's name and laughs loudly._



  • ::Gildor can't help but gin::

    "oh C'mon, I'll be ya friend Deacon, I'll take ya in to tha Rawlin' Shorty killin', imagine you will have ~one~ friend for once, and mebby we can get ya some muscels and a proper blade with tha rusty daggers we pick up.

    Mind ya, one thing is tha buy me as a friend, but ya 'ave tha pay a lot if ya expect me to actually be friendly."

    ::she laughs hard::



  • Deacon sighs, seeing Drelan on the list

    G'damned, I turn me back on 'em one second, an' they go out manwhoring themselves.

    Mutters, walking off to find the Lieutenant.



  • Adjacent to the first flyer is a second, more simple list of available Rent-A-Friends, along with their rental date, if decided.

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