An ORP bar: The Nexus

[Morgoth]

"Now, look, my friend, these are not happily earned titles. Bringer of the Red Light means I am chosen of Belial, God of Justice, Golden Arm means my arm is encrusted with blessed gold of another goddess, Immortal is what the gold made me, Evil's Bane is the role that I have, No Love is after my entire family was butchered, Vengeful was for the bastard who butchered them, and Emperor of Taros is for the nation I rule. If I could, I would drop the vast majority of these titiles and the role they play in my life, and settle down and live a normal life, die a normal death. Did you know I am 18,000 years old? How would you feel if first you saw your entire family killed, then watched as all your closest friends died of age?"

 

[crysede]

Sasha:
Looking up at Lokken, she listened quietly while he spoke, her expression impenetrable.

"To be honest, I would feel tremendous relief if I saw my entire family killed," she replied, with a rueful smile, "and I have no friends, close or otherwise, to watch age: my family has seen to that. However, you have my sincere condolences none the less. But why do you persist in retaining these titles then, when they bring you nothing but pain and anger? I could fashion many such for myself as well, but pains of the past are better left there, and revenge is a truly bitter fruit bringing no consolation."

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor Ohms

Balinor listened to the emporer, and nodded, then listened to Sasha. he raised an eyebrow thoughtfully. he would have to fine out more about this later, perhaps not the best public topic.

"i don't know how old i am. technically i'm 134 years old, but the elders of my village believe i am a mage who mysteriously dissapeared several hundred years ago. i also have discovered the talents of the Druadic Sleep. i am 134 years old, as i am elven, about 29 by human standards. but my experience is more lengthy. i know what it is to have everyone die. i know what it is to have yourself die, as i am not sure what hapened those hundreds of years ago, i remember a childhood, but it seems that it may all be a lie, if i am really this mage." Balinor smiled under the shadows of his cloak "but i am no emporer, no king, no ruler. i would not want that burden. i have the respect of the people of my vilage, which has it's good sides and bad, but i am tieless. something you are looking for. maybe dying to everyone else IS the answer."

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Bryant sits there silently, absorbing all the things being said around him. Seventeen years was nothing compared to these people. He wondered to himself if he would live half as long as Balinor.

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor Ohms

Balinor sat back, he had definatly said far too much. it was time for him to be silent again.

 

[Trey Fitty]

Jason, who has fallen briefly into slumber, wakes suddenly and stands up, swaying slightly.
Excusing himself to the ancients around him, smiling to the young man, bowing to the man who he could have sworn was a dragon, and tapping his forehead in respect to the bartender, Jason picks up his snoring monkey and leaves the bar. Nice place. He might be back some time.

 

[BlazeofLife]

Watching the patron leave, Jason, if memory served correctly, Sil glanced about at the remaining customers from slitted eyes, steepling his long fingers before him.
He listened to the elf's comments about age, and laughed silently to himself.
The elf thinks himself old, yet I would trade much to be his age again, he thought. I have existed since the before-time, when his world was but a speck in the cosmos, and I will still exist when it returns to that state. Live to see your loved ones die, indeed...
Closing his eyes for a moment at the painful memories, he shook his head to banish the cheerless thoughts, and waied for someone to break the ominous silence that had descended upon the group.
Only the barkeep, Ulris, seemed immune. Smiling and cleaning his ever-present glass, the ogre whistled happily, his mottled green cheeks drawn up in a cherubic grin.

 

[PmTick]

OOC: Haven't checked this in awhile.

Rantic, having been here entirely too long, quietly left the bar only to see Korr (Arcane) enter. "Korr wants a brew and now!" Korr began chugging beer after beer after beer. "Ahhhh"

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor Ohms

Balinor saw much in his silence. the people who claimed to read minds were not exactly right. you can't read someones mind. but you can see tiny expressions in thair faces and gestures. granted that their host Sil wasn't normal, he did see a trace of amusement

damnit, balinor thought to himself. you've done it again, this is why you don't speak, how many times have you had to tell yourself that? must be the third time.

 

[PmTick]

Korr scratched his head as his next round was being dispensed. "Hey where the hell has everyone gone this week?"

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Bryant thanked the ogre with a nod and a smile when he got served his drink. He swiveled himself on the stool and took a long drink of his ale. He watched over the rim of his mug as a man came in and walked right up to the bar, demanding drink after drink and eagerly "chugging" them down.

He idly wondered as he drank, what would happen next.

"Hmm, this ale tastes good," he thought as the loud man wondered aloud where everyone has been.

 

[Morgoth]

Lokken listened to them as they spoke. He turned to Sasha. "I meant my wife and children, although, long, long ago, my parents recieved a likewise fate from the murdering bastard's father. And to see your family, your BLOOD, slaughtered before you, no matter how much you disliked them, is a horrible thing to bear for an eternity. But alas, this is my fate. Fate has proclaimed that I can father no more children, lest they be with my long-lost love, Drussila. But, Belial knows best, and as his servant and protector of the Universal Light, I shall accept my fate", sighed Lokken wearily, his shoulders sagging and the bags beneath his eyelids growing more pronounced.

 

[PmTick]

Korr guzzled another brew and realized Bryant was staring at him. He turned to the man and smiled, revealing several spaces in his mouth where teeth should be. "Sir does Korr have something in my fangs?"

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Bryant leans forward a bit to see better, eyes widening.

"Um.. er.. not that I can see Korr..."

He takes a huge drink of his ale, some dribbling from a corner of his mouth. After he sets the tankard down he wipes his mouth with a sleeve and stifles a belch, looking around a bit embarrased and reddening a little.

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor Ohms

Balinor grinned as the shy guy burped, clearly embarresed about it "this IS a tevern you know?"

 

[PmTick]

Korr eyed the dart board fixed on the wall like a shy wall flower. He turned over to Bryant, "Play darts with Korr?"

 

[SpectralDragoon]

He reddens even more at having had attention called to himself. He nods at Balinor. He'd never really been to many places like this. It's all new to him.

Bryant glances at the dartboard and picks up his tankard to finish it off, having again to wipe off his chin with his sleeve.

"Sure, I'll play darts Korr."

Pushing the tankard to the bartender, he hops off his stool. After a step, he remembers his sword, and quickly retrieves it from where he had layed it on the bar. Its new resting spot is against the wall with the dart board hanging on it. After setting it down, he begins plucking the darts from the board and then goes to Korr to hand him his set.

"Here ya go Korr, you go first."

 

[PmTick]

Korr fumbeled with the three darts in his hands. The darts looked like crayons in his oversized paw. He took careful aim at the one spot. 1 white, 1 blue, and 1 miss. Marking 3 points on the chalkboard he passed the darts to Bryant. "You go."

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Bryant tosses a dart but it thunks into the cork below the dart board.

"Hmm.."

With his next throw he hits the white. With his third he lands in the white as well.

Bryant shrugs and looks to Korr.

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor grinned and conjoured up a light gust, just enough to blow any dart slightly off course and sat back waiting for the next round

 

[tequillashots]

Another Bar

I decided to take a drive to see what was in the neighbourhood. It had been awhile since I had actually seen the sights and besides you can only stay stuck in your own office for so long. The drive was breathtaking. The cool air whipped through my hair. The sun was beating down on my head so I put a hat on. I came around a corner and there it was. A bar with a few cars parked outside. Well not really cars. I mean there were some cars that looked like cars and then there were vehicles that looked...well they looked.....different.

I parked my car in between what looked like a motorcycle but...well not really a motorcycle. I'm not really sure what it was because it seemed to hover. Yeah I know you might think...hover but it did. I shook my head and got out of the car. Pressed the lock button on my remote lock and listened for the 2 beeps.

The door to the bar was huge. And I thought that it was gonna be really heavy but it seemed to just glide open. I walked right into the bar and looked around. The first look into the bar told me why the door was so big. There was a dragon in the back and seeing that there was no hinge on the roof to open up so the dragon could get out I took it that he exited through the front door.

The people in the bar fit all of the vehicles outside. I walked up to the bar and sat down. Looking around I spotted the bartender and waved him over. I ordered the only drink I ever had in my whole life. Could I get a shot of tequilla bartender. The bartender walked away to get my drink.

 

[PmTick]

Korr marked up two points next to Bryants name. he ripped the darts from teh chalkboard and took careful aim. 2 whites and one miss. "Draw 2 more for Korr!" Korr grabbed two pints of beer and guzzled one down, presenting the other to Bryant.

 

[SpectralDragoon]

Bryant grins and accepts the pint gratefully, nodding his thanks to Korr. He takes a guzzle and sits it down on a nearby table. He plucks the darts from the board. He stands at the line and after a bit of aiming, tosses them one at a time. One skitters to the floor, one hits the white and one sinks into the blue ring. Bryant half frowns and shrugs at the big man.

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor Ohms

Balinor blew the darts off course, the first one hit dead center, then the next one robin hooded it, and the third hooded the second one. Balinor started his deep rumbling laugh

 

[PmTick]

Korr would be watching in amazement but his glass had been blown off the table. Korr sniffed the air "Someone who eat garlic trying to make Korr lose." Korr began sniffing around the bar looking for the garlic eater.