#rivervale_lodge

Ok, I know a couple people, one of them a psycho, and I got a couple places to hang.... let's go see..... And he heads for the game store.

And to the game store he goes.

It's pretty much at the same plaza after all

A nod at the Jerk In Charge... uh, dude behind the counter.

"meh" he says

"We close in 20 minutes" He says

"Cool." He puts his hands in his pockets, rocks back on his heels and forward. "So... "

THere's a girl who is not a knock out looking over some medieval seige engine simulation game

"This isn't furking authentic," She mutters

"Where's the good stuff?" He asks Dude.

"It's all good," he says insulted. "I mean, some's a bit more used than the other"

"Show me." A shrug, and a jingle (of keys) in his pocket.

"Well, newer stuff is over here..." He gestures, "NO wear and tear on that. "

Adam struts over to inspect it.

Mmm 'The World Of Silverhand ' MMORPG. Based on the amazing Novels it says.

Saw those.... looked like a chick book but..... He flips through.

Huh. Looks like it came out last year so is finally on sale. It's not a monthly rate thing. You buy this and yhou're in.

A shrug. "No, man, the TableTop RPGs.... where's the good stuff?" Tired that he has to spell it out.

"Oh" He says "That's the back room. My crazy uncle handles that shit for me." Clearly he doesn't think that's where the money is.

"Show me."

He notices there is a door that says 'non video games'

And the vendor POINTS to it

With worldly fatigue, the teen heads over and goes in.

It is clear the back room was given over reluctantly. It's got no windows, poor lighting, and a lot of card board boxes to hold stuff in.... that said, there is a man who looks twenty years older than the vendor, who has owlish eyes-or maybe that's the glasses he wears. "Hey there. Anything you're looking for? I work here. Apparently D&D is making enough of a comeback my nephew decided to yield up the space but he didn't much care for the extra work and... oh.. pardon me where are my manners ? I'm Tully."

"Hello, Mister Tully. I just moved here and.... Well, I"m looking around."

"I played D&D back home."

"Oh? what edition are you looking for? I'm an old grognard from way back but the latest isn't too bad. " Tully smiles. "And feel free to dig stuff out. I'll put it back later."

A grin. "Yeah? Fifth ed."

"Here you go..." He pulls out a box "That stuff goes fast as it's current. I think we have only one Player's Handbook left. More on their way in a month"

Adam digs in.

Mmm good stuff, some marked down for minor dings. Nice.

He picks out a few. Dude has folding money.

He's got the basics ... and so on.

Something rustles in another box.

He looks, having learned nothing from the raccoon.

Some obscure independent game books, from failed game lines. Something from a Cyberpunk Western mish mash, some other thing about aliens taking over Earth and balkanizing it...and what's this? Something both glossy on the outisde, but wit older looking paper in the inside Faerie: The Wondering

He takes that up..... flicks through. Worth the money?

He's never heard of it. Could be some one shot that people ignored and never caught on...

he opens to one page with a sketch of a muscular woman with celtic nordic clothing Giants are often consider the Guardians of the Fae world. Even the most jovial of them take their duties quite seriously.

Hm.

Something familar about the Giant

Giantess he supposes.

"How'd that get in there?" Tully mutters "Huh."

"What?"

"Oh that's just not one I had indexed," Tully gives a worried look, "I don't even have a price on it."

"How much, then?"

"Well, tell you what, Five bucks seem fair. I mean... I have an odd feeling about that book but I can't be sure if that's good or bad"

"Yeah, ok." He hands over a five-bill.

"Let's see... that plus the other items..." He writes up a quick receipt and says "Should be good. Enjoy." and then "And young man? Careful... these games as you know have a way of drawing you into whole new worlds you never imagined" A wink.

A grin. "I should be so lucky." And off he goes to the register.