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!"
Stan Cold wrote:"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?”