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<div class="section-text"><table class="styled-table"><tr class="table-header"><th colspan="2">Task</th></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Name</td><td>Give 3 x Barley to Toby</td></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Description</td><td>Give 3 x Barley to Toby. You can buy it, win it or grow your own.</td></tr><tr class="table-header"><th colspan="2">Dialogue</th></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Friendly</td><td>My Melanie is a good lass. She works hard and keeps the Ledger up to date. Yet. I just can't get my head around it. When I ran the pub, it was spit and sawdust, the clank of coin and just shove the earnings in a bag. People had fun, and the spilt ale would soak your boots. Now it is all orderly and 'managed'. I have to admit I prefer the old way.</td></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Like</td><td>Sorry if I look so down at times. I know I often seem jolly and rosy-cheeked, but inside I am a twisted briar. I just hate to see my old pub become some clean, efficient money machine. Melanie will be putting artwork on the walls, hanging chairs and scythes from the rafters next, and lining the sills with plates. It's dragging me down; it really is.</td></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Love</td><td>I had a chat with our Melanie and cleared the air. I just couldn't hold it back any longer. I know I am an old man, set in his ways and that she is just running it the way she needs to, her way. To that end, I will create a new beer in her honour, 'The Melanie Mellow'. | <div class="section-text"><table class="styled-table mw-collapsible mw-collapsed"><tr class="table-header"><th colspan="2">Task</th></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Name</td><td>Give 3 x Barley to Toby</td></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Description</td><td>Give 3 x Barley to Toby. You can buy it, win it or grow your own.</td></tr><tr class="table-header"><th colspan="2">Dialogue</th></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Friendly</td><td>My Melanie is a good lass. She works hard and keeps the Ledger up to date. Yet. I just can't get my head around it. When I ran the pub, it was spit and sawdust, the clank of coin and just shove the earnings in a bag. People had fun, and the spilt ale would soak your boots. Now it is all orderly and 'managed'. I have to admit I prefer the old way.</td></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Like</td><td>Sorry if I look so down at times. I know I often seem jolly and rosy-cheeked, but inside I am a twisted briar. I just hate to see my old pub become some clean, efficient money machine. Melanie will be putting artwork on the walls, hanging chairs and scythes from the rafters next, and lining the sills with plates. It's dragging me down; it really is.</td></tr><tr class="table-row"><td>Love</td><td>I had a chat with our Melanie and cleared the air. I just couldn't hold it back any longer. I know I am an old man, set in his ways and that she is just running it the way she needs to, her way. To that end, I will create a new beer in her honour, 'The Melanie Mellow'. | ||
Could you help an old fool out and find me some Barley? It's been in short supply around here lately. Three lots should do.</td></tr></table></div> | Could you help an old fool out and find me some Barley? It's been in short supply around here lately. Three lots should do.</td></tr></table></div> | ||
[[Category:NPC]] | [[Category:NPC]] | ||
Revision as of 23:07, 1 December 2022
Toby Jugg
| Information | |
| Age | 50 |
| Haven | Vale |
| Location | Candlewych Village |
| House | Ale and Hearty |
| Family | |
| Child | Melanie Jugg |
| Traits | |
 Speed | |
 Stupidity | |
 Poisonous | |
Summary
Gifting
| Likes | Dislikes |
|---|---|
 Pork Chop |  Milk |
 Carrot |  Fish Pie |
 Chicken Drumstick |  Rainbow Mushroom |
Story
| Task | |
|---|---|
| Name | Give 3 x Barley to Toby |
| Description | Give 3 x Barley to Toby. You can buy it, win it or grow your own. |
| Dialogue | |
| Friendly | My Melanie is a good lass. She works hard and keeps the Ledger up to date. Yet. I just can't get my head around it. When I ran the pub, it was spit and sawdust, the clank of coin and just shove the earnings in a bag. People had fun, and the spilt ale would soak your boots. Now it is all orderly and 'managed'. I have to admit I prefer the old way. |
| Like | Sorry if I look so down at times. I know I often seem jolly and rosy-cheeked, but inside I am a twisted briar. I just hate to see my old pub become some clean, efficient money machine. Melanie will be putting artwork on the walls, hanging chairs and scythes from the rafters next, and lining the sills with plates. It's dragging me down; it really is. |
| Love | I had a chat with our Melanie and cleared the air. I just couldn't hold it back any longer. I know I am an old man, set in his ways and that she is just running it the way she needs to, her way. To that end, I will create a new beer in her honour, 'The Melanie Mellow'. Could you help an old fool out and find me some Barley? It's been in short supply around here lately. Three lots should do. |