The Keepers of Chaos: A Vault of Hell

Alekzandr Ikorov: XXXVII

"Much better." Alekzandr muttered as he looked back over at the group of idiots all waving weapons and other dangerous things in front of Markos.

"hmmm.. I believe the locals call it praying Mrs. Cleric.. I'll have to get back to you on that one." Asher replied. Alekzandr Scoffed and took a sip of his new vodka bottle, though he assumed he would need a whole damned mug. Riu seemed to roll her eyes in response.

"I know what praying is, that's.. Insanity." Riu shot back, the cultist on the floor whispered in another worldly language guttural and slightly deeper than that of his normal voice.

"Really? The cultist being.. Insane? Wow, I couldn't see that coming." Adleth joshed. Adleth was looking better then the rest that morning, her auburn hair wasn't a mess unlike practically every other individual Alekzandr could see, hell even Riu's looked unkempt. Alekzandr strolled over to his comrades.

*Ding* The group looked to the door and out the broken destroyed windows, Alekzandr giggled a little he had been so focused on getting an escape drink that he completely forgot how burnt and broken the front of the tavern was, it looked to be in disrepair though he knew it was a fireball that had blown it in. Also.. did they actually get a bell? He looked up at the door and shrugged, he wasn't getting it.

"Uh. Heard you needed some new windows?" Alekzandr peaked from the bar stool at the doorway where Herod had answered, though it's not like it mattered, in the door frame was a gruffer looking gentleman with brown hair and dull green eyes though he looked to be real tall. Behind him Alekzandr could just barely spot a crew of workers. "Were.. here to deliver." the man finished. Ah so the city was paying for the new windows and repairs to their broken home.

"Oh that's fantastic!" Herod replied. "Yeah you guys can go ahead and get to work on that.. If you need us gone we'll uh.." Herod trailed off.

"Ask him if he wants a cultist!" Riu yelled as Herod tried to talk to the man at the door. Alekzandr shot Riu a funny look but mostly ignored it. Though speaking of their cutlist Markos had opened his eyes standing at an almost unnatural rate.

"Hey, Thanks for using the bell." Adleth chimed in. She moved to the door frame, Alekzandr shrugged and got up moving towards the entrance windows where he could see a group of various men pulling large sheets of glass for repairs.

"Well uh.." The man looked around a little awkwardly. "There's a sign saying if you knock you die so.." The man blinked and held up his hands in mild confusion. Alekzandr couldn't see it but he knew Adleth's face was lighting up, when they had come home last night she had insisted on making the sign and installing a bell. Apparently knocking was now a killable offense.

"Yup!" Adleth shot back, she was a little unlike herself, though this kind of joke didn't seem too out of place.

"So.. me and my boys will uh.. Get to work now." The gruff looking man motioned his associates with the windows to start working. "Also.. you guys are one of our.. Bigger projects if I recall so about the time frame for us to actually finish this. At the moment there's a lot going on with founder's day coming up.."

"Mhmm, Mhmm." Markos acknowledged. Alekzandr realized where the sentence was heading.

"If you guys.. Would be willing to pay another two hundred and fifty we could get this whole place done, by the end of this tenday." The man finished, Alekzandr nodded in agreement, they were the woodworkers guild, tasked with replacing and fixing their new tavern. While the city had hired them to additionally work on the destroyed property from the fireball the group could expect no such help in payment from the city on their own home.

"Two hundred huh.." Riu was looking around a little spotty, Alekzandr figured she had plenty of money to throw around due to her nobility.. It may be smart to get her to pay for something one of these days. Alekzandr made sure to make a note of it.