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Shd said, "the only goblin I met that I liked were in Tempest under a slime named Rimuru. The other goblins...were an evil race...so much so, a man made it his job to eliminate that species. I have been to various worlds to know everyone in a race ain't the same. Just most of the worlds i've been to they've all been disgusting evil creatures."

Aello just snorted before taking a sip of her tea.
"Just be careful. don't make assumptions. Besides, I ain't in the mood for dealing with that racial nonsense at the moment. I can't really do anything at the moment."


(Not sure what the language rules are for public rpgs, so I adjusted her speech to be more pg-13. Most cases, she'd be using bouts of language.)

She laughed, "it ain't racist, it's fact. I have been a world traveler for years, probably since, before you were a twinkle in your momma's eye. I've been to hundreds of worlds and the goblin race has been mostly the same."

Aello simply growled before she gave the woman a glare.
"Don't give me that look again, last warning. If ya ain't gonna be nice, then bug off."



(If I go too far, stop me. I can get into a sour mood on Sundays and not realize I'm snapping out, especially when playing a character.)

“Yes you may have been to thousands of worlds, but it’s best to assume nothing when meeting new people, just because goblins are horrible monsters that have a bounty for their heads on one world doesn’t mean that is true for all goblins on all the worlds. Why make enemies when you don’t have to?” Cherry looks at the bits of tables and chairs left over, he gathers them up and takes them to a table in the corner, “Hey Aello, you want to help me make a sign?”

The half goblin nodded at Cherry's statement, glad that he was there to settle the issue. She wasn't confident on her ability to stay calm at the moment. When the man came into her booth, nodding to say she would be willing to aid in making the sign.

She walked through the door wearing a black hoodie with it's hood up, some dark grey tennis shoes, and some blue jeans. Sarah had heard about an inn that had a recent fight, many people of various backgrounds, a vampire, an angel-demon lady with wings, a couple of normal guys with some magic, a half-goblin half-something lady with something wrong with her voice, and some new lady which nobody knew what/who she was yet. When she heard all of these people and their descriptions she decided to pay the inn a visit.

(Just a normal guy with some magic eh? lol) “So, I was thinking something along the lines of... wait what is the name of this place? Anyways, the name of the place at the top and center and then below it would be ‘Welcome to all who are peaceful and need rest, food, or drink.’ Or something like that, whatcha think?” He looks over towards the door as the hooded lady comes in, “Welcome! Uh, sorry about the disarray, i forgot to put the furniture back, dangit.” He gets up and puts some of the the tables, chairs, and stools back in place, “That’s better! As far as I know there is no reservations, so sit wherever you like.”

Aello couldn't stop herself from letting out a low whimper of fear when she smelled the vampire. To distract herself, she took long sip of her drink. Exhaling slowly as she placed the mug down, she forced herself to focus on Cherry, not wanting the biological fear to get to her.

((Lol yup.))
She looked at Cherry, before she took a glance at Aello. She saw fear in her eye. "I'm not going to hurt you." She said to Aello as she took her hood down.

Cherry noticed her eyes and complexion as well as Aello’s reaction and realized what she was, “That’s what the last guy said before he got hungry and had to be... escorted outside. He was supposed to take a cow but instead grabbed a random cat,” he shivers, “never want to see something like that again. So on that note, do you have anything that will satisfy your hunger or should I tie up one of the cattle?” He looks over to the half goblin with a look that asked if she was okay.

Aello let of a shaky sigh as she swallowed her fear. Looking down at the table, she eyed her drink, watching it move as she swirled it around. She was slightly pale, but didn't speak.

Fiona yawned with what looked like blue fire appear on her and multiple silouettes of different creatures appear behind her. She rolled her eyes, "when there's a pattern of behavior in a race the stereotype tends to become true. Like rabbits, they breed a lot hence, breed like rabbits could be said...and stop rapping in my ear jack twins, I can't hear my own thoughts. By the verse, can't you guys give me one day where I can hear my own thoughts and get a good nights sleep?" She was obviously talking to the silloutes behind her and muttered something about kicking someone's butt when she goes to the Velvet room.

Hearing the comment, the half goblin gave out a sudden snarl.
"Maybe if we weren't constantly being wiped out, we wouldn't need to!" She hissed, forgetting her fear at the moment.




(Simply playing Aello, apologies for whatever she'll say)

Cherry turns sharply to the woman when she mentioned ‘by the verse.’ “If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly do you mean when you say verse?” Perhaps just maybe she could have some useful info to help find his son, or at the very least info on where to find the one responsible. “Oh, I just realized I haven’t introduced myself, oops. The name’s Cherry.”

She said, "it's short for universe or multiverse. It's kind of hard to explain but, there's multiple versions of a universe with different types of life. One world can have magic, another version of it may have focused on technology and doesn't have any. One may have only humans and another may have elves, demons, beast folk...etc. i have even seen people live on the moon or other planets while, some live in the middle ages with knights, shinobi, pirates or cultivators." She shrugged meaning there's multiple possibilites before drinking a bit of her hot tauttee, "oh right, I have many titles so, I'll go with Guildmaster Fiona Lyonheart. I'm also a world traveller, someone who goes from world to world, verse by verse looking for my way home or doing some job for some god or other."

“Oh, I have something of a guild myself, I’m surprised we haven’t run into each other yet. We try to keep the relative peace throughout the multiverse, which is a bit harder than anticipated. We also deal with the deities, but it’s mostly just to make sure they don’t go crazy and end up killing trillions of people. There’s one it particular that I’m trying to find, we call him Verse because he’s the deity that was made when Terrans started worshiping the universe. He recently cursed my son to teleport across the realms and times because he bruised the deity’s ego, so if you have any info on where I could find Verse or my son Clayton, that would be absolutely magnificent.” He knew it was a long shot, but it never hurt to ask, plus, if she and possibly her guild was also keeping an eye out for Clay his chances of being found would be a whole lot better.

She thought for a second, "the ones I usually deal with transmigrate people and create some system to have them move the planet forward or for entertainment...or some bet or test for humanity. As for your son...you may want to ask a goddess named Fortuna and her sisters. They rule over fate so, they maybe able to see if his thread was cut or see his fate. Wether they do it, who knows...I might be able to summon one of them...well, thier Persona anyway."

“Mmmm... I’m not on the best of terms with them, something about reconnecting a string I thought they cut on accident. And yeah, a lot of the deities are jerks, even the morally good ones.” He goes to the counter to order a drink, he then comes back to his table, “You okay Aello,” he takes a couple of drinks, maybe need to vent?”

Aello sighed, rubbing a few stray tears away.
"I'm tired of my kind being killed for no reason. I mean, other species enact wars, but they don't get wiped out. Why do others hate us so much? There are different species of goblins, not all are cruel. My clan were peaceful, never wanted war and what did they get in return? A massacre for no reason, other than to be used for food and someone's pleasure." She exhaled, falling silent as she took a long drink of her tea. "I just want others to see the truth about my kind, that we end up being used cause we often can't fight back. That's why I made sure I trained when I lived with my Uncle's clan after what happened..... I didn't want to die." She hung her head, hiding the tears, or at least trying to. Between this and the vampire, it was impossible to hold her emotions in at the moment.

(Thinking about throwing in another goblin character of mine into the site...need a good maker or something for his profile. though.)