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THE FUNWORM'S DOWNFALL

It’s a cool, crisp night when the village effectively casts their chosen Off-worlders into the deep end. They have been picked for their strength (although, given that they’re untested, you could probably say the villagers picked based on who looks like they’d do a good job) and their skill.
The Off-Worlders set off into the outskirts of the draining, ongoing festivities and find the Fun Camp just in front of the forests. They’ve managed to establish a sturdy, little living space within the week. Anyone would think they’re planning to be here for a long time. The tents are surrounded by high fences, erected while everyone was getting drunk and smashing pissers.
There are two entrances to the camp, both guarded by stern looking monks. Your task is to approach them and take them on by your ideal means necessary.
[OOC: Starters posted below are open to the four characters chosen for each role! NPCs will be threading out each interaction. Please contact the mods if you have any questions!]
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He's never really been violently accosted before, in such a desperate attempt to fuck the worm. Most people just come here, get their jollies from harassing him and leave.
So, he totally doesn't expect that bottle to the head, and he goes down like a shittily constructed house of cards under a light breeze. He grunts in distress and props himself up, using one hand to gingerly touch the side of his head and wince.
"What the fuck was that for?"
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Now he's just sort of... limply holding the bottle, and staring at him in a way that probably isn't all that different from how the cultist's been staring at him.
"It's so you'll let me in, you moron. What the hell do you think?"