[ Well this is hot bullshit. Apparently he had a narcoleptic fit in the middle of shaving, and now he is trapped in a town that, to his knowledge, has absolutely no razors. Or blades at all.
The kitchen of the inn is his last ditch hope. So here is a man with half a shaved hobo beard dressed in midwestern dad chic rummaging around noisily in the cabinets. He mumbles to himself: ]
If I were an innkeeper in a town people get mysteriously kidnapped to, where would I keep the knives...
b. emporium
[ Is he still half-shaved? Is he shaven but in a terrible hack job? Up to you! What's important is that he's in the Emporium now, eyeing everything with suspicious scrutiny. Right now, it's the rack of little name tags.
He's holding a keychain from the rack with the name "BUCKY" on it. ]
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[ Well this is hot bullshit. Apparently he had a narcoleptic fit in the middle of shaving, and now he is trapped in a town that, to his knowledge, has absolutely no razors. Or blades at all.
The kitchen of the inn is his last ditch hope. So here is a man with half a shaved hobo beard dressed in midwestern dad chic rummaging around noisily in the cabinets. He mumbles to himself: ]
If I were an innkeeper in a town people get mysteriously kidnapped to, where would I keep the knives...
b. emporium
[ Is he still half-shaved? Is he shaven but in a terrible hack job? Up to you! What's important is that he's in the Emporium now, eyeing everything with suspicious scrutiny. Right now, it's the rack of little name tags.
He's holding a keychain from the rack with the name "BUCKY" on it. ]
Why the hell would anyone make this?
c. wildcard
[ idk man, hmu for whatever!! ]