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Barry Howell

Ailuranthrope, beautician, biker, boyfriend

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a character in “The American Dream”, as played by Cayleen

Description

Barry Howell

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Name
Barry Howell

Age
26

Gender
Male

Species
Ailuranthrope - Just as a Lycanthrope has an alternate canine form, an ailuranthrope has a feline form.

Skills
  • As an ailuranthrope, Barry can shift into his alternate feline form, a domestic blue sphynx cat, whenever he finds convenient.
  • Barry is a skilled beautician and has a knack for unconventional cosmetics.
  • He has a tongue that knows what sells and as such Sasha uses him as a recipe guinea pig.
  • Is amazing boyfriend considered a skill? Yes. Yes, it is.

Sexuality
Pansexual - He is in a fruitful and steady relationship with his girlfriend, Sasha. One might ask if he's dissatisfied with an asexual partner, and Barry's only response would be a declaration of his unyielding adoration of his girlfriend

Goals
Barry's not much of a long term planner, he tends to live in the here and now rather than fuss about the far and distant future. Barry does, however, wish to expand his cosmetic lines to other parts of the country.

Miscellaneous
  • Barry is the owner of Joie de Vivre, a cutting edge cosmetic boutique located in Downtown Bluffington. He takes commissions and makes specialty items that can only be found in his store.
  • He is a proud member of the biker gang, Cult of Domesticity. He embroidered their emblem on the back of his leather jacket himself and made an honorary member jacket for Sasha.
  • When he's not running Joie de Vivre or helping out at Sasha's Sweets, Barry likes to slink around the mortuary at the edge of the forest in his sphynx form; he likes to think he makes the place more homey for Anubis.
  • Barry's drink of choice is tea and he has a habit of leaving half empty mugs littered about wherever he spends extended periods of time.


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So begins...

Barry Howell's Story

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Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Barry Howell

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Barry Howell

Barry adjusted and then readjusted his new line of Ravish me Red, Blood Scented Lipgloss ‘a must have for any vampire looking for love’ on the freshly stocked shelves until the tubes were pleasantly symmetrical. Satisfied, he glanced around his rather avant-garde and, quite frankly, empty boutique. Business was surprisingly slow for a Friday, the bell at the storefront had rung only once today, and that costumer had long since gone. Slow days weren’t all that bad, however. Barry smirked to himself as he strode towards the glass door. Who was going to miss him if he popped next door for a tick?

Barry’s smirk only widened as he entered the 50’s styled bakery, a cheerful tune floating from the radio in the back. “Good afternoon Sasha’s Sweets!” Barry’s rich baritone reverberated in the near-empty bakery; the few seated customers hardly spared him a second glance. He idly wondered where the rest of the town was as he wandered behind the counter.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” An amused voice drifted from the kitchen doorway.

“I’ve come to sabotage my rival’s business,” Barry barely managed to stifle the grin that threatened to split his face.

“Rival? We cater to two completely different demographics,” Sasha was far less skilled at hiding her amusement.

“Your delicious treats are stealing all my customers!” Barry threw his hands up in mock exasperation, “‘I need some more transformation-proof mascara, but, oh! Look at that gorgeous mint green macaroon!’ Like moth to a flame, I tell ya.” Sasha giggled, wrapping her translucent arms around his neck and pulled him down for a chaste kiss.

“Dork.”

“Loser.”

Barry’s grin remained as he followed his girlfriend back into the backroom. Inside the relatively small kitchen, Barry spotted the young Aubrey slaving over what would no doubt be a mouthwateringly good cake. “And how’s my favorite Girlfriend’s Employee today?”

The tell-tale ping of the customer service bell rang and Sasha tilted her head towards the kitchen door. “Aubrey, would you be a dear? I have a new recipe I’d like Barry to try out.” The playful smirk she offered him curled around the word ‘recipe’, and he most certainly knew what that was code for. Barry let himself be tugged further into the kitchen; mid-afternoon makeouts were a far cry better than manning an empty boutique.

The setting changes from downtown to Bluffinton, Minnesota

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kris Metzger Character Portrait: Agrippina "Fox" Johansen Character Portrait: Bridgette O'Leary Character Portrait: Lifaria Deroove Character Portrait: Adam Wicker Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Dominic Rhodes Character Portrait: Barry Howell

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~Lifaria~

"Morning miss Lifaria..." she'd hear, turning her attention again to the man she now recognized as Thanos. And she'd smirk, grinning playfully as she answered, "Well hello Thanos.." she'd coo, adjusting her position just to give her an exscuse to flick her hair. She stood, with her hand on her hip and one leg cocked slightly as she glanced over the gang, identifying the faces; Kris the butcher, Thanos, Bridgette who had a store across from Kris and then the new girl, who she overheard was apparently called 'Fox'.

As she waited for the others to talk, Lif squinted her eyes and focused on the distant behind the group, watching two men enter the bakery, then only one of them leave. She wondered why, and hoped there'd be some kind of drama to follow. Shortly after the first man left, a different man, exited the boutique and then hopped into the bakery. Lifaria eyed the man then shifted her attention to the boutique, wondering if she should go there later.

But now she'd bring her attention back to the group, absent-mindedly admitting a warm heat that anyone close enough would feel surround them. She'd smile softly, feeling the energy and the heat grow inside her, standing in one place with nothing to do and no-one to put on a show for made her bored, and when she was bored she would burn, in hopes that someone would notice, and she'd be able to show-off once more.

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Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Barry Howell

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A N U B I S
After a morning filled with embalming and painting up the newly departed for the afternoon funerals, Anubis finally found time to record where each soul traveled or if they reentered the body and joined the living. He wrinkled his snout in disgust. In the past week alone, half of the dead bodies that filtered into his mortuary rose to gallivant with the living. Anubis was determined to figure out why the youth abhorred death so much, which lead to his meticulous record keeping.

Unfortunately after half a century, he still couldn't find a pattern among the newly risen. Atheism wasn't a factor because atheists did not believe in any supernatural hoodoo. Religion helped aid in the dead staying dead. Gender and race held no answers. Nor did social standing. It was a frustrating business for the ancient god.

Huffing to himself, Anubis shelved the 50th volume of dead and checked on the bodies resting in their satin coffins. He preferred sarcophagi with their ornate, regal beauty, but no one in this town truly respected death. All the townsfolk wanted was a dolled up cadaver and a boring funeral that ended with a disgrace of a party afterward at the home of the newly deceased's home. No one respected tradition.

Satisfied that none of the bodies were going to reanimate, Anubis reapplied his flawless turquoise eyeliner that accentuated his canine eyes and shrugged on his well-loved leather jacket. He decided to stock up on cosmetics and soap at Joie de Vivre. The dead required multiple baths and make-overs. If they weren't hygienic in life, Anubis was determined to purge the disgusting filth life tried to cling onto their bodies.

Driving on his sleek, golden moped, he parked in front of Barry's store only to realize that the slacker had closed up shop. Shaking his head, Anubis walked over to Sasha's Sweets to antagonize Barry and indulge in the sugary goodness of Sasha's red velvet cupcakes. Entering the bakery, Anubis smiled contently, the retro 50's décor always put the god to ease. He fell into line behind the customer in front of him, although he didn't recognize the man, Anubis shrugged it off. The town's population was constantly fluctuating; it was the nature of supernatural hotspots.

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Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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KORBIN&VEE

Everything thing was a blur except for her face and of course the all too familiar dagger. These dream was all too real, the terrified feeling coursing through him. He knew exactly what was happening and yet had no control.I fucking fell asleep. She came in close, her emerald eyes all full of hate and anger. “Hello Korbin.” Shit. Shit. Shit. Her face flew back and the silver rune encrusted dagger appeared, within seconds pierced through his skin and into his heart.

NO!” He screamed flying off the chair landing face first on the cold metal grate of the fire escape, which however painful was nothing more than relieving from the sweat that was pouring down his face. He took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself down and rolled to a sitting position messing his hair back up so it wasn't clinging to his face.

“Nightmare?” a voice squeaked.

Korbin managed a smile looking at Vee slumping in the window sill a worried look horribly trying to be hidden. “I’m fine.” he said reassuring her.

“Good, cuz i’m not,” she perked up fluttering to his face. It has been nearly 24 hours, and I haven’t had a single piece of delicious...mouthwatering...sugar.” She dragged on, slowly falling to her knees.

Shooting his head back in complete confusion he grabbed his pocket watch from around his neck, the only thing he still had that tied him to 1600’s. “For one, it’s only been nine hours since we came and two you had almost an entire box before we came here.”

“oh yeah.” she said slowly rolling her eyes to the left.

“I told you to save them.”

“N-”

“But you clearly didn't listen.”

“Bu-”

“And now you’re complaining, just like I said you would.” He smiled victoriously. Vee was pouting, she had nothing else to say due to the fact that more often than not she would tend to win these little arguments, this was one of those rare occasion she had not. “Gimme a minute.” Or maybe she didn't. He groaned stumbling through the window. “Let me change, I smell of the road and that mishap just then didn’t help any.”

“Yeah, wasn't gonna say anything for fear of hurting your ego.” she teased as Korbin flopped into the window and onto his back. “Why’d you go in head first?” she asked flying over his face.

“Give me five minutes.”

“I’ll hold ya to it.” Vee winked as she flew off.

Korbin slung himself up and quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a black long sleeve shirt. Every new place begins with a cookie run. “Lets go Vee.” Almost on cue she immediately dropped onto his head. Korbin was most likely related to a taxi when it came down to it thanks to the unfortunate accident of her wing breaking making it so she never flew the same. Although it was different now she still flew, it was just never long distances.

As she sat on his head he felt her begin to slow tap his head, something she often did as a way to pass the time which turned into a little jam session with her humming as well as keeping the beat and his harmonica. A little over fifteen minutes went by and Vee gave up the beat to simply lay on his head soaking up the sun as Korbin stayed with his harmonica. That is, up until Vee shut up, yanking on Korbin’s hair. He let out a subtle wince “The Hell?”

“Do you smell that?”

“What?”

“The sweet smell of sugar,” She had a smile from ear to ear as she peered through the window. “finally.” she said slowly moving under his shirt and to the back of his shoulder with her head sticking out, a spot she proclaimed to be her “hiding spot” when it comes to being in public. As they were looking at the arrangement when a man came out of the store, almost on instinct Korbin grabbed it as it was closing and walked in. “We must buy one of everything.” she whispered.

“Like hell.” he said louder than expected as he stepped in line, completely unaware of his surroundings.

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Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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(Sorry this reply took so long. I wrote this four times and lost my post before I could post it every single time.)
Aubrey Evans
Aubrey nodded to Sasha, and took off her apron. She walked to the front, only to see a line. A long line. She greeted the first customer, leaning slightly over the counter to smile at him. She said, "Hello, welcome to Sasha's Sweets. What would you like?" She looked at the man in front of her. She hadn't seen him before. Curious, she asked, "Are you new in town?"

Looking at the customers behind her, she leaned slightly over the man's shoulder, smiling at the customer behind him. "Sorry for the wait, I'll be with you in a minute." She straightened up, ready to prepare orders. Inhaling the smell of sugar and cake, Aubrey couldn't help but smile. The cafe had always felt like a community in itself, ever since Aubrey had first arrived. She had always loved working for Sasha, and this was one of the only jobs that she had always tried her hardest on.

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Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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Barry Howell

Barry grunted softly and turned his head slightly from Sasha, “Did you hear that?” Sasha quirked a painted brow in answer. “That, there it was again.” Barry quietly pushed away from the wall Sasha had him pinned against and inched towards the slight fluttering nose. “Oh my god, babe, look,” Barry stage-whispered and pointed around the corner. Sasha peaked over his shoulder and gasped, covering her mouth to stifle a giggle, “And Aubrey worked so hard on that one, too.”

Barry brought a finger to his lips, hushing Sasha around his grin and waggled his brows impishly. He ran his fingers through his hair, only to find they snagged, coming away goopy green. Hey, maybe it looks like he’s trying out a new brand of hair gel? Barry shrugged to himself before he smirked and pounced out from behind the corner, silently morphing into a sleek, blue sphynx.

Gracefully and without more than a light thud as he bounded to the stainless-steel countertop, Barry crept towards the preoccupied intruder. Barry glanced over his hairless feline shoulder to see Sasha watching him from behind the corner, trying her hardness not to laugh. Her amusement only spurred Barry’s antics on. He could hear Sasha barely containing her fitful giggles as he thrust his rear in the air, tail swaying, and stalked towards his ‘pray’.

Barry’s soft paws padded silently as he approached the cake, and he inwardly chuckled to himself before dropping back into a pounce and propelled himself forward. On his arch over the cake, Barry caught the small intruder by the bright hair, now coated in frosting, sprawling behind her and loped towards the front counter.

Barry bounded up towards the cash register, carrying the small pixie gently in his maw before plopping it down between his paws, playfully batting the winged creature back and forth. “This belong to anyone?”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Lifaria Deroove Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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Korbin

Korbin got back to his feet and was greeted with an outstretched hand. Something dark in him wanted to grab it but he quickly pushed the feeling away and looked to to her eyes. “No.” I think that was rude. “We haven’t, I’m Korbin,” he added smiling with a nod “Me and my friend arrived last night.” Pointing in the store window at a now empty spot where Vee should still be. “Uh.” He quickly turned to the window and cupped his eyes while he pressed against the window. “Shit.” he mumbled looking around the store for Vee.

He backed up and pulled the stores door back open. “I have a situation I need to deal with but it was nice to meet you.”

“This belong to anyone?”

Being ping ponged in the paws of an, apparently talking, cat was Vee covered from head to toe in frosting. Korbin's jaw hit the floor and he couldn't help but realize that he should have seen this coming.

Vee. What the hell did she do? he asked stepping up to the counter.

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Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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Barry Howell

Barry’s tail swished across the countertop, “Just ruined an entire cake.” Barry stretched out, paws kneading the countertop and began licking the frosting from the tiny pixie, careful to avoid her wings with his rough tongue. Barry hummed to himself, tail swishing contently; Aubrey really did make the best icing. The feline moved on to the pixie’s fiery hair, hoping the impromptu groom session would suffice as an apology for the rough handling, only to come away sputtering, tongue covered in hair. Barry stumbled back on his haunches and frantically scrubbed at his maw. He quickly lost his balance and tumbled behind the counter. A pink and very human head popped up in the feline’s stead and continued sputtering, pulling thin red threads from his mouth. “Oh, ugh, never again. That was a horrible idea.”

Sasha’s mocking laughter could be heard from the kitchen where she disposed of the ruined cake and was beginning on another. Barry stuck his tongue out at the kitchen doorway and pulled another hair from his mouth. “Nah, it’s really not that big a deal, Sash is starting up another as we speak.” Glancing up, he noticed the large jackal standing next in line, Barry grinned, “Oh, hey, Jackie. We having the ush, today?”

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Character Portrait: Lifaria Deroove Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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Lif nodded sweetly to the man, shrugging off the fact that he hand refused the handshake. maybe he's oe of those cold and mysterious guys Lif began thinking in her mind, which made her grin. Still, the man, now named 'Korbin' was kind enough to introduce himself, and "Your friend?" Lifaria asked, peeking into the window of the store behind him. Seeing a cat, and a pixie, and then Korbin walk into the store to claim said pixie, Lif giggled, then entered the store too.

The bakery smelt devine, and Sweepy knew it too. The little gollum wriggled and squirmed and slipped out of Lif's arms, toddling over to the glass by the counter, pressing his boney features up close as he oogled the many cakes and sweets behind it. Lif walked up behind him and kneeled, "You want something sweet little gollum?" she asked. Sweepy nodded enthusiastically and pointed to a cake spread with pure white icing and strawberry toppings.

Lif grinned, nodded, then picked the gollum up into her arms again, cradelling him like a child, "Alright, but we have to wait in line" she said, looking back over the line of people who have yet to be served. She walked over and joined the back, watching the man named Korbin and the pixie re-unite at the counter.

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Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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VEE

Vee sat as the cat’s rough tongue rubbed against her face cleaning her from her previously frosted self, up until he choked on her hair which she couldn't help but let out a slight giggle.
She stood up on the counter, frosting still clinging to her “Look Korbey, I don’t really think, this is all that bad.”

Korbin slightly leaned in “I was gone for three minutes tops and you managed to apparently, destroy a cake.” There was a small smirk coming across his face, even though she could tell he was annoyed and maybe a little amazed at how she fast she could get into trouble when he isn’t around. “Anyway, lets go.” gesturing to his head.

Springing back up to the top of his head Vee lightly grabbed onto his hair like usual. Korbin reached into his pocket, “Uh, How much would cover it?” he asked no one in particular.

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Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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(This is really sucky, but I've been suffering from extreme writer's block lately (and I can't write that well anyways), so, be warned.)

Aubrey Evans
Aubrey smiled at Howard, taking the card. Once he left, Aubrey blushed, her cheeks turning into a tomato red. Hearing a sound near the counter, she turned to see what it was. After not finding anything, although she wasn't looking as hard as she should've, she turned back to the counter, twirling the business card between her fingers.

"What'll it be?" Aubrey asked. She tapped her feet to a beat, almost jumping up and down. She smiled at Anubis, who came in from time to time.

(Told you.)

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Character Portrait: Euphemia Magdalena Character Portrait: Kris Metzger Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Lifaria Deroove Character Portrait: Adam Wicker Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Howard Pine Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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Kris Metzger

Kris nodded, gesturing towards the cash register. "You could pre-buy next week's order, sure. It'd come out to a total of... Eh, I dunno. Probably about thirty bucks with this week and next week's orders combined, assumin' you got the same stuff and all like usual. Might throw in a bologna sample from a recipe I've been tinkering with next week, if it's done in time. Lemme get you all rung up, and we can get you out of here and I can get Sweepy back from Miss Deroove, who has undoubtedly caught him by now and is probably spoilin' him rotten." Kris replied, moving to the register and punching various keys, with Little man shadowing him and impatiently glancing between Kris's calves and the door.

Just as he was about to read the actual total ($27.85) to Euphemia, Howard burst into the shop, stuttering something about magic and Adam being stable. Piecing together what he could, Kris pointed towards Howard with his right hand as he pulled the receipt with his left. "Son, I've no doubt we could find someone or some thing out there able to help that Adam fellow, but you've gotta calm down a bit. Gonna give yourself a heart attack, runnin' like a man possessed and all. Now, did you see any kind of chalk circle on the floor, or empty flasks, or anything alchemical like that? If this is just an experiment gone wrong I might be able to whip somethin' up, but otherwise we're gonna need a witch." Kris said calmly, walking back to Euphemia and handing her the receipt. On the floor, Little man began tugging at Kris's pants, trying to pull him towards the door but doing little other than shaking his pants leg.

In the bakery, Sweepy rested calmly in Lifaria's arms. She wasn't telling him to do anything, but for some reason seemed to be rewarding him and praising him anyway. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Sweepy merely leaned back and gave out the occasional contented croak. Normally, by this point, his "brother", Little man, would have come dragging Kris to him and ratting him out, ending his little adventure before he actually got anywhere, but this time it seemed that either Kris and Little man didn't notice he was gone, or Kris was busy helping the lady who came in every week. Never mind any of that, though. Sweepy was getting cake, in spite of the fact that he didn't have any real way of eating or ingesting said cake.

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Character Portrait: Kris Metzger Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Lifaria Deroove Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Barry Howell

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Lifaria stood and watched the woman behind the counter blush and then greet the dog-man thing she knew as Anubis. Anubis, it seemed, was one of the few besides herself who actually wanted people to know who or what they were. Many folks just kept it hidden until discovered otherwise. Lifaria shrugged and patted Sweepy on his dry, boney head. The texture made her cringe softly, but beside that the bone gollum seemed happy and content, so she responded appropriately with a smile. As she waited for Anubis to state his order, Lif glanced over the cakes behind the glass of the counter, then peeked past the woman into the back and saw who she assumed was the owner, Sasha, making a cake. Lifaria's mind wondered as a smile rew across her face, the same smile she bore just moments ago when speaking to Kris. Maybe they need some help cooking the cakes she thought to herself as she waited in line.

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Character Portrait: Kris Metzger Character Portrait: Aubrey Evans Character Portrait: Lifaria Deroove Character Portrait: Korbin Blake Character Portrait: Anubis Character Portrait: Barry Howell Character Portrait: Vee

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Kris Metzger

"I'll be damned. Some sort of ritual, not an experiment. Somethin' new happens every day out here, eh Little man?" Kris sighed, glancing down at the golem pulling on his pants. Little man merely croaked in return, gesturing towards the door frantically. Sighing again, Kris untied his apron and tossed it towards the cash register, making sure to keep it from touching the floor. "Alright, boys, listen here. I need two of you to get my alchemy and my travel kit from down in the lab. Little man and I are headed out to handle some business, and I expect this place to be clean as a whistle when I get back, alright? No goofin' around and for the love of god don't get yourselves disassembled while I'm gone. We're runnin' low on ribs as it is." Kris snapped, pointing at two golems and moving towards the door with Little man hot on his heels. Two golems, one without a head entirely, scurried down the back stairs to the basement and rushed back with a well-kept binder and a black leather briefcase. "I'm locking the door, boys. No one goes in or out while I'm gone, understand? Gotta keep this place in some sort of order." Kris said, grabbing the binder and suitcase from the golems and moving outside with Little man.

Locking the door behind him, Kris set out towards the bakery just up the street. "I'll see if there ain't someone in the bakery that would be able to help with somethin' like this. That and see if I can't find Sweepy while I'm there." He mused, opening the door and following Little man inside. "As much as I hate to interrupt, and I really do, but we've got a bit of an emergency goin' on with someone who just moved here, goes by Adam. I need to find some sort of witch or wizard, and I ain't too good at the magic type of stuff or really pointin' out anyone who is. Any of y'all fit that description?" Kris said hurriedly, looking around at the various people in the shop. Little man, unaware of the change in task, toddled over with determination towards Lifaria and began croaking loudly at Sweepy, who croaked in return and gestured between himself and the cake display case.