[Listen, Taako's had his mouth in a lot of different places. When you're pushing two hundred, you've seen, done, and experienced some shit, and this is no exception. He's been thrown off ships, hit by a myriad of ridiculous circumstances, and quite literally torn to shreds on one horrible occasion. He's dealt with a lot of pain- in comparison, this is incredibly minor.
The difference is, those times he had his magic. Now, well, he's a noodly elf with too much hair and a nosebleed. But he's not there yet.
Taako hacks up a mouthful of dirt onto the beach, wiping at his lips with the back of his hand to clear up some blood and blinking as he tries to orient himself. Thankfully he's not hindered by the darkness... but he certainly doesn't look perfectly normal to a bunch of humans with those long ears and bright eyes. It's enough to garner attention, and he hears the click of a weapon all too close. His ears shoot up as he whips around to see what he's dealing with, hands near his shoulders as he faces a human with what he's pretty sure is a gun.]
Hey, uh, hail and well met or whatever-- can we skip this whole part, because I'm super not here to do whatever the hell you think I'm doing.
[All the while, he's trying to inch his right hand down to the wand tucked in his boot so he can blast this rando and run whatever direction is not this one. He'll figure out the details later.]
2. in town
[Alright, so he has some reservations about this, but it's not super bringing him down at the moment. He's read the pamphlets, promptly discarded them, and is now wandering the streets peering curiously into every storefront. While he's aware that this may be a problem for people who are here long term, that sounds like an issue for Future Taako, and Right Now Taako wants a fuckin' burger. Getting tossed unceremoniously between dimensions is hungry work, and he's hoping some of the places around here will cough that up (or at least the ingredients).
Never mind that these people probably don't want his money, nor does he have access to a stove. He's figured out worse.
Eventually, he'll just get exasperated enough to ask whoever's passing by.]
Hey, uh, quick thing, where can I get a bite to eat that's actual food around here?
[He kind of brandishes the pamphlets like that means anything at all.]
Like, can I expect to walk into one of these places and be served dwarf or whatever, because that's gonna be a big ol' no from me my dude.
3. wildcard
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taako (taaco) | the adventure zone: balance
[Listen, Taako's had his mouth in a lot of different places. When you're pushing two hundred, you've seen, done, and experienced some shit, and this is no exception. He's been thrown off ships, hit by a myriad of ridiculous circumstances, and quite literally torn to shreds on one horrible occasion. He's dealt with a lot of pain- in comparison, this is incredibly minor.
The difference is, those times he had his magic. Now, well, he's a noodly elf with too much hair and a nosebleed. But he's not there yet.
Taako hacks up a mouthful of dirt onto the beach, wiping at his lips with the back of his hand to clear up some blood and blinking as he tries to orient himself. Thankfully he's not hindered by the darkness... but he certainly doesn't look perfectly normal to a bunch of humans with those long ears and bright eyes. It's enough to garner attention, and he hears the click of a weapon all too close. His ears shoot up as he whips around to see what he's dealing with, hands near his shoulders as he faces a human with what he's pretty sure is a gun.]
Hey, uh, hail and well met or whatever-- can we skip this whole part, because I'm super not here to do whatever the hell you think I'm doing.
[All the while, he's trying to inch his right hand down to the wand tucked in his boot so he can blast this rando and run whatever direction is not this one. He'll figure out the details later.]
2. in town
[Alright, so he has some reservations about this, but it's not super bringing him down at the moment. He's read the pamphlets, promptly discarded them, and is now wandering the streets peering curiously into every storefront. While he's aware that this may be a problem for people who are here long term, that sounds like an issue for Future Taako, and Right Now Taako wants a fuckin' burger. Getting tossed unceremoniously between dimensions is hungry work, and he's hoping some of the places around here will cough that up (or at least the ingredients).
Never mind that these people probably don't want his money, nor does he have access to a stove. He's figured out worse.
Eventually, he'll just get exasperated enough to ask whoever's passing by.]
Hey, uh, quick thing, where can I get a bite to eat that's actual food around here?
[He kind of brandishes the pamphlets like that means anything at all.]
Like, can I expect to walk into one of these places and be served dwarf or whatever, because that's gonna be a big ol' no from me my dude.
3. wildcard
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