Sacretio: Generic Tavern Scene!

[Stan Cold]

Ron realizes the passed out trolls are still here and makes them vanish to somewhere else.
Prince Shamus enters the bar. It appears that he's tried to look inconspicuous in plaid shorts and a BearTroll concert t-shirt, but ultimately failed to take the crown off of his head.
"Ron! Any luck finding a couple heroes? You're not just scaring them off with verbal abuse, are you?"
"Me? Why would I do a silly thing like that? I think I have a few fine candidates, but I'm terrible with hooks."
"Huh. That's them oveOMIGODITSTHRASHHEAD!" Prince Shamus rushes the bar. "I'll do anything to have you guys adventure for me! Anything!"

[FreakyBoy]

Bruce is nonplussed. "'Sup, King dude. Hey, BearTroll. They rock." He flashes horns.

[Skitzophrenik]

Killthrust notices the crown.

"Dude, King dude. Metal?"

[weatherwax]

"Anything?" Elaine says, turning to the princeling. Her eyes flash.

"Would you sell your soul?"

[Stan Cold]

"Sorry, m'lady. Did that for a sweet-ass butler. But anything that wouldn't interfere with existing demonic contracts, most definitely."

[weatherwax]

"Damn demon butlers," Elaine mutters. "Showoffs, every one."

She blushes and downs her drink.

"Smaug, another!"

[FreakyBoy]

"We need a drummer," Bruce states simply.

[weatherwax]

Elaine downs her drink. And then another.

And then another.

"Tell me this!" she says, obviously a little tipsy. "Is--does that butler of yours go by the name of Sebastian?

Because if-if he does, I have a THING or TWO to SAY to HIM, lousy, two-faced --"

She slams her glass on the bar and glows slightly.

[Stan Cold]

Shamus looks nervously at the drunk demon, so he quickly turns to Bruce. "Drummer! Yes! I can get you the finest drummer in the kingdom if you become my adventurers."

[FreakyBoy]

"Cool," Bruce states. He grabs another beer. "So, this butler of yours, Sebastian - is he any good?"

[weatherwax]

"Is he good?" Elaine laughs. "Oh, he's the best. Best at everything, Brucie, if you catch my drift."

She smiles toothily. Her glow grows a little brighter.

"Princeling, if it IS Sebastian, I'll go adventuring just to settle my score with that stuck-up, honorable, old-fashioned twit."

[Stan Cold]

"Uh... right. Adventure for me and you can do whatever you like to the magnificent bastard for a day." Shamus looks about. "Anybody else? Whatever you like for adventure?"

[CCC]

Dave is still looking stunned. It doesn't take a mind reader to conclude that he'll follow along with the band, in his new capacity as stage manager. The rest of the band, now.

[Warbeard]

"Uh... right. Adventure for me and you can do whatever you like to the magnificent bastard for a day." Shamus looks about. "Anybody else? Whatever you like for adventure?"

Sig's ears perk up at the word 'Anything'. He bounds over to a table near the Prince, and bows politely.
"Would your Grace, mayhap, be willing to bestow a title? A Barony, perhaps, with appropriate lands and income of course?”

[weatherwax]

"FANtastic!" Elaine says. "Oooh, I'm gonna --"

She bursts into flame for a second, then smulders out, and hicks, now sober.

"Excuse me," she says sheepishly. "Drank a little too much, it seems."