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[rarborman]

To start this suggestion adventure comes from a phone so dont expect pictures unless you have a host without flash to use.
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The scene begins anon with the light stumming of a lute, as to come around you force yourself up from your slumped position across the smelly bar-room table and regard the young singer. A young man with long golden hair striking up a song about gabrons and yogurt on something old and wimsical jorney, hes wearing some sort of green cloth like clothes that cover him from neck to toe with no visible seams in ti, hes a very strange to your newly roused senses but its just so hard to look any where else.

[rarborman]

the captivating sound breaks when a rough voice barks at the wounderous aberition,"I think you got them all up." Suddenly as a smack to the face the scirens call stops and the man you find yourself staring at says in a beautiful compelling tone" Any whom have paid for room go to them, if you havent please leave to find lodgings for the night." You feel urged to do something but find you have no idea of what to do, and after a while longer of staring absently at nothing a firm hand snaps you out of oblivion "Why are you just sitting there?" says the portly rough man holding your head so you can see hes talking to you,"Are you alright lad?"

[Robocorn]

>:"I've been paralyzed from the waist down as long as I can remember, I don't even know how I got here."

[rarborman]

"Well I saw you wander in here less than an hour ago before you passed out on my table." the man takes a step back releasing your head,"So I doubt you have any inability to use them legs of yours","Maybe hes cursed!"proclaims a small lad half behind the large tavern keeper. "Curses arnt real, and you should back to your duties... now, stranger either pay for a room, or I'll havt to be tossing you out in the muck." he looks at you expectantlly waiting for something relevant from you, most likely valuable.

[Flintus10]

> check pockets

[rarborman]

You check your pockets and find you have some stuff; a cloth coinpurse filled to bursting, a scabarded dagger.  The takern keeper  eyes your quick checking of yourself quizaly.

[Robocorn]

>: "I can feel my legs again! It's a miracle!"
"Do you perchance have a room available for a well-to-do young man with legs?"

[rarborman]

the man looks at you like your a lune and say in a a even impatiant tone,"Yes and it'll be 10 silver flips for a night."

[Robocorn]

>:"With my legs, anything is possible!"
Attempt to do 10 flips with newly found legs,

on the off chance this fails.

subsequently pay him with money from your coin purse.

[rarborman]

Standing up you unnimbly attempt a flip and plant your face into the floorboards,"Maybe I was wrong about your legs." Recovering a sitting position you reach into your coinpurse and pull out a handful of small shiney coins with a mans image on one side and another on the reverse, offering them up to the man causes him to snach then from you and proceed to point to a staircase,"Room  three, and its only for the night."

[Phantom of The Library]

>Merrily flip up the stairs

[rarborman]

You stand and walk to the stairs and attempting to flip yourself up them you land face down into the third step up, "Watch where yous walking fool, I'd rather agienst cleaning your face off my floor."

[Phantom of The Library]

>walk up stairs normally; sleep until morning, practice flipping outside.

[rarborman]

you walk up the stairs and enter a door marked with a '3' and closing the door fall flat on the stuffed matress in the room, but find sleep doesnt come only quiteness.

[Roboboy33]

Juggle some coins.