Twerlingers irritated letter
Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:36 pm
He'd spent the best part of a month seeking out an employee of the store, to no avail, and so he felt he had no choice but to write a missive to whomever was in charge of the damn place.
Putting quill to parchment he started
"To whomever reads this,
I would like to purchase items from within the store, however, due to apparent lack of response from knocking upon the door, I can only assume that either I have been blacklisted from purchasing from within the place, there is a lack of staff.. or as seems apparent at times, that the staff you have are a completely ignorant bunch of dicks, who don't know how to deal with customers who were willing to compensate a tender for their time in opening and serving to my whims.
Could you please inform me, whether or not you can arrange delivery of such items as I am after, for payment upon delivery to me, or let me know of the name of someone who I can kidnap and force to open the store to avail myself of what lays within it.
I am after nothing outrageous, or custom made.. just a set of mithril vambraces and a set of mithril greaves.
Yours in anger
Twerlinger"
He signed it, and then moved towards the store, large metal spike taken and with a hammer he happily rammed the spike through the note and deep into the door, more than happy to pay for the damage.. well.. if he was asked to anyway.
Putting quill to parchment he started
"To whomever reads this,
I would like to purchase items from within the store, however, due to apparent lack of response from knocking upon the door, I can only assume that either I have been blacklisted from purchasing from within the place, there is a lack of staff.. or as seems apparent at times, that the staff you have are a completely ignorant bunch of dicks, who don't know how to deal with customers who were willing to compensate a tender for their time in opening and serving to my whims.
Could you please inform me, whether or not you can arrange delivery of such items as I am after, for payment upon delivery to me, or let me know of the name of someone who I can kidnap and force to open the store to avail myself of what lays within it.
I am after nothing outrageous, or custom made.. just a set of mithril vambraces and a set of mithril greaves.
Yours in anger
Twerlinger"
He signed it, and then moved towards the store, large metal spike taken and with a hammer he happily rammed the spike through the note and deep into the door, more than happy to pay for the damage.. well.. if he was asked to anyway.