A mixture of pained howls and choking noises came into the lobby from somewhere outside. Though it was a mystery for a matter of moments, the source of the noise quickly became apparent: Some form of scaly black THING stumbled in through the front door, hacking and screeching. The creature sounded to be in extreme pain! It stumbled about for a few moments, claws tearing through rugs, drapes, chairs, anything in it's way. Each moment the screeching grew louder, until... A horribly dented, partially disolved piece of metal flew out from the disturbed lizardbeast's mouth: A coin, bearing the beast's face, headed right for some variety of raccoon-man.

The lady at the lobby paused for a moment, incredulously as the sound of a gong went off, and some announcement. "Tch. Oh well, Sweet K should be amused by this."

As for Sweet Daddy K he was less-focused on the message being delivered, and instead focused on something odd. No, not the fact presents were coming from nowhere. But more or less the fact that some weird manner of yokai stumbled in. And as he was focused on that, he was not focused on the dented chunk of metal that flew towards him.

"Sweet Daddy K!" Said woman on the left as she moved out her palm to block the metal. However, she was short to the draw in blocking it, as it smacked right dab on Kakutoku Sha's nose, before plopping back to the ground. The woman on the left immediately dropped to her knees and clutched at the raccoon-man's leg. "P-please fo-"

Kakutoku Sha wiped his nose with his left hand as he gave the woman a pat on the head. "Jus' an simple assed-up situ-ation, gurl. Sweet Daddy K gonna rememba it, but ain't too bad. Maybe a lil' less Benjies, if it turns real bad. Sweet Daddy K forgives ya." The woman regained her composure as she gave a deep bow to the Tanuki and stood up fully once more.

The Tanuki turned to glance at the creature, "Got 'notha hairball? Jus' rememba to fire at anythin' otha than Sweet Daddy K." He said as he pointed his gilded cane at the Hodag.

Like took advantage of the sudden disorder and sneaked around the raccoon. Taking the shape of one the girls in his entourage.
She picked up the coin and brushed some of the slime of. It's gold and slime both glimmered in the light.
She gave it to the raccoon and pointed at the massive collection of scales and teeth before him.
"Sweet Daddy K. It would be fair of you to give him a gift now. As the first winner of a coin you are leading in the competition ranks now."

Sweet Daddy K felt that something was off. He glanced to his side as he glanced at the woman on his left. She was still there and he glanced ahead of him. He took a quick sniff of the air around him, as he plucked the coin given to him, and dropped it into his mawashi.

He tapped his cane on the ground as he glanced at what appeared to be one of his lovely ladies. "Woul be fittin'. Coul' always toss some scrilla." He swaggered on up to Hodag, keeping a calm mood to him

"What's crackalakin?" The Tanuki inquired as he bared his fanged teeth at the creature. "So, can't give a fresh gift if I ain't knowin' whatcha like. Course coul' always go widda gift that ain't fo-sho. Buuut Sweet Daddy K don't do that. So I'mma ask whatcha like? Shorties? Scrilla? Or, somethin' ya ain't sure of?" Kakutoku Sha cocked his head as he glanced at the pile of gifts. "Whatcha flava Mac?"

Hodag Jr. snarled at the strange raccoon man. It made him feel... Hungry. By now, green drool was pooling around his front legs, no doubt permanently staining the carpet. From what he could glean of human speech, apparently he was being... Rewarded for vomiting up the metal piece? That was good. He hadn't eaten... Since those hitchhikers a ways back. And that was almost an hour ago, now. What he really, REALLY wanted was a nice, rare raccoon steak... Though any steak would likely do. "RRRRRRRRRARRGHLRGH!"

@clanjos
Djedkare nodded sagely. "For a savage that reeks and looks like an untamed dog, you are quite erudite. I'm afraid I mistook you for a demon, and not merely someone who had been born under the wrong ancestors. I'm sure you can understand my consternation of such beings as you, especially in such a land host to naught but liars and monsters."

Djedkare idly clicked his teeth together as he pondered what this creature could mean by 'favors' and 'paying'. Its knowledge and fearfulness of 'warlords' was very heartening. Any people worth their salt understood the plight of being subjugated. A good stay under a brutal regime builds strong workers and religious epiphanies. From what the other savages had told, Djedkare could easily tell they hadn't experienced the hardships that come from living in the shadow of one's foe. A cluster of beetles rose up in Djedkare's bowels in sympathetic fury, and quickly settled down.

"Answer me this, friend: what is it that you do, that you feel you deserve payment for? Choose your next words carefully, for I may have a... future occupation for you. I can always respect someone who is willing to put in excellent work for excellent pay, as I am sure you can relate."

"Iunno. Blacksmith, wizard, healer, witchdoctor. Depends on what people need. I'm better at the blacksmithing, though. Family's been doing it since before the Romans. Just... things got kinda fucked up when the government of Somalia collapsed and now every two-bit asshole with a machete's declaring himself the grand poobah of cocktrumpet mountain and choppin' up anyone who disagrees."

John Doe

Suddenly....Coin

A golden Coin appeared right in front of John Doe causing him to flinch and break the entire beam he was standing on, sending him flying straight down in a vertical line right in front of the very people who he was trying to stop

Oh hello uh...I didn't see you there He told the group and waved his right claw at the Dracula Rip off, his voice sounded like a kid who was caught with his hand in a cookie jar.

@oakman

@clanjos
Djedkare grinned at the hyena's words. "Oh ho, a craftsman! Well, my friend, I may have a mission for you after all. Come meet me in room Two-Hundred and Two in, oh... eight minutes, perhaps. We'll discuss things there. You need not confirm now, your presence there will be all that I need. For now, I have other things to do. Please, craftsman, enjoy your time here."

At that, Djedkare rose up from the tub and stepped out of it. Water sluiced cleanly off his tanned hide as he patted his loincloth clean. With a final nod to the hyena still in the tub, Djedkare began heading back to his apartment. In no time at all, Djedkare reached his room, and opened the door with a subtle creak.

Djedkare stepped forward, and planted himself at the foot of the bed. Sighing deeply, he closed his eyes and began to meditate.

- keeps reading it as i get up and head to the bar by myself and sit in a corner-