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Elbbsas immediately ducks under her chair.

"Noooo, I don't even like cheese!"

Elbbsas then notices that Indosyl has regained consciousness, and is currently eating the cheese chunks scattered around him.

Elbbsas is highly confused.

"You ok?"

She reaches up and grabs her bottle of L&P. She will need sugar for this.

Indosyl stares at Elbbsas for twelve seconds straight, cheese bits falling from his mouth, and runs to the door, dropping a pint of Lemon Jif on the floor behind him. "Drugs, kids, don't take em'. Also, bad customer service does not assist in such situations. Ta-ra!", he says, picking up the bottle, throwing it at Aubrey, and swiftly making his exit.

Elbbsas's head tilts to one side.

"Ok then? I won't? What?" Uncertainly, Elbbsas returns to her seat.

Cin'ciri chuckled to himself, "What an interesting cast of characters there are here!"

A clearly foreign man walks into the tavern, wearing an overcoat that is deeply unsuited to the weather. He collapses into a seat, exhausted. He appears to have a cold, which is making his voice sound rather nasal and is sniffing between sentences, as well as rubbing his hands together.
Hello, everybody! *Sniff* My name is Charles Watson-Turing, and I come from a faraway land, called New *sniff* United Kingdom. It is many, many days away from here, even with the wind in my sail, but I have arrived. I have just had time to set up a Consulate representing my region, over in Frostlake City. *Sniff, rubs nose* Now then, I'm a bit lost, I wandered out of the city for a short while, and I'm attempting to find a warm place to stay the night. Will this location do?

Now then, I'm a bit lost, I wandered out of the city for a short while, and I'm attempting to find a warm place to stay the night. Will this location do?

From beside the fire, Elbbsas looks up from her drink. She raises her drink in acknowledgement.

'Howdy, mister Turing. Mister Watson. Watson-Turing.' She takes a moment, looking bewildered and muttering, 'how do you do politeness with two last names? Ack, sorry.'

She shrugs apologetically, continuing with, 'Uh, Charles? Nice to meet you! I'm Elbbsas, of the Pogglind colony. I'm pretty sure Aubrey is fine with people camping out in here as long as one likes, so you're all fine on the lodgings part. Same with the drinks -- Aubrey has a massive collection of everything. Now, I don't think I've heard of the New United Kingdom. Warmer than here, I take it? Not literally here, fire and all, but warmer outdoors than the outdoors in Wintreath?'

Now then, I'm a bit lost, I wandered out of the city for a short while, and I'm attempting to find a warm place to stay the night. Will this location do?

From beside the fire, Elbbsas looks up from her drink. She raises her drink in acknowledgement.

'Howdy, mister Turing. Mister Watson. Watson-Turing.' She takes a moment, looking bewildered and muttering, 'how do you do politeness with two last names? Ack, sorry.'

She shrugs apologetically, continuing with, 'Uh, Charles? Nice to meet you! I'm Elbbsas, of the Pogglind colony. I'm pretty sure Aubrey is fine with people camping out in here as long as one likes, so you're all fine on the lodgings part. Same with the drinks -- Aubrey has a massive collection of everything. Now, I don't think I've heard of the New United Kingdom. Warmer than here, I take it? Not literally here, fire and all, but warmer outdoors than the outdoors in Wintreath?'

Don't worry about formality, my good friend! Back home, I have three surnames, as I was adopted into the House of Donald, but I decided to leave it to two when I moved over here. Now then, I believe I shall stay here for the night. And yes, the New United Kingdom is quite a bit warmer than Wintreath. But you see, I'm sure I brought a warmer coat, I just can't find it! I am so disorganised! Anyhoo, is there anywhere you recommend I visit, Ms. Elbbsas? Elbbsas of Pogglind? Ms. Pogglind? mutters how do you do politeness with but one name?

Aubrey falls through a trap door onto a conveniently placed pile of pillows, looking around the room with a chesire like grin.

"We have a spare room upstairs beside my personal apartments. You are more than welcome to set yourself up in there."

Stands up and brushes the dust from my cardigan before ducking behind the bar, lactating the worn guest ledger and a pen.

"Please note that the room is free. You will be charged for any damages and be required to clean up after yourself, sign here..."

Places a key on the counter and smiles.

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Charles looks up, in surprise! He has never seen such an active character, who appears to never stop moving. He stares at Aubrey, unsure as to what he just heard.
I'm sorry...I'm not sure I've fully got to grips with the local language...It is very different from the one back home. Did you say a free room?

Nods happily and slides the ledger closer.

Clears throat and speaks with a polished British accent, denoting his past as a citizen and ambassador of the distant United Kingdom

"Yes deary, a free room. Don't worry your pretty little head. Its a lovely room with views of the back garden. Comes with a small kitchenette and electric kettle for a warm cuppa"





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Signs the ledger, wide-eyed at his incredible luck.
A word of advice, Aubrey. If anyone even mutters the word, 'Capitalism' near you, slit their throat before they can finish their sentence. Just a little way of preserving this incredible set up you have going here.

Now then, I shall be happy to accept this room. And might I ask, how should I start exploring this fine area? Any nearby landmarks I ought to visit?

'Hey, Aubrey. Might I have some buttered chicken? It's a good meal for the cold.' Turning back to Charles, Elbbsas grinned. 'Yes, a singular name is a bit of a pain in formal events. Just Elbbsas is fine. Pronounce it however you like, I hear three different versions each morn when marshalling my little region.

'In regards to places to visit, I'd say to hop over to a brochure display to see what our region as a whole has to offer. I'd personally recommed taking a plane or hot air balloon or some other method of flight to fly over a snow-dusted mountain at some point during your stay. There’s a lot of untouched mountains in the Pogglind Islands, if you want a specific recomendation.'

Elbbsas looks abruptly mishevious. 'I am absolutely not saying that because Pogglind likes tourism to happen. Nope. Not at all.'

Charles rises, to look at a brochure display.
Hmm...I'll be sure to take a balloon at some point. I think that I'll head round to the Mechanic's Workshop. Back home, we import most of our machinery, perhaps I could *sniff*negotiate some trade deals.
sighs This trip is turning out to be a lot more business-filled than I expected.