An ORP bar: The Nexus

[PmTick]

The creatures covered Korr's body, nipping at him. Korr let out a low bellow, calling upon a pack of wolves which ran into the bar and guarded him, while he attempted to brush the creatures off. Korr let out another moan and the wolves began to circle Balinor.


As Korr brushed the beasts off, he came to a conclusion. With a big smile on his face he called his wolf friends off and yelled, "Wait you a beastmaster too?"
OOC: Nothing like a good old fashion bar fight

 

[PmTick]

Korr got tired and decided to leave the Bar. On his way in he passe Tiny Galactus, running in. The small conqueror kicked down the door and jumped on top of the bar, "Barekeep, bring me your finest!!!" "Uh,...ID Please?" "WHAT???" "ID, need to make sure your 21 little guy." "DARE DEFY ME!!!" "What you gonna do about it short stuff?" Galactus stood their fuming for a moment before reaching into his pocket. "Here is my lisense idiot!" "This is an out of universe card, you have another form of ID?" "Fine here is my student ID!!!" "Alright, I'll get you something nice short stuff." "GASP!!"

 

[BlazeofLife]

Stifling a yawn behind tapered fingertips, Sil gazed with some bemusement at the tiny figure capering before him, quirking a single delicate brow at the curious figure's antics.
Truly, he thought, his establishment was beginning to attract some of the most peculiar beings he had ever encountered!

Blaze

 

[PmTick]

As Tiny Glactus greedly stroked his mustache, he caught Sil staring at him out of the corner of his eye. "What are you looking at infidel?"

 

[BlazeofLife]

"What are you looking at infidel?"

Chuckling to himself, Sil glanced at the mustached figure, stretching his lips in a sibilant parody of a smile.
"What am I looking at? Very little, it would seem."
Smirking at his own pun, he grinned, showing a veritable mouthful of symmetrically tapered incisors, and settled more comfortably in place.

Blaze

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor grinned beneath his cloak and laughed silently at the new creature

 

[PmTick]

Galactus was infurated, He began to charge up his eye beams which sting like a wasp and fired at Sil.

 

[Khadgar]

Bump

 

[BlazeofLife]

Bump

 

[Arc da Rat]

Adraste Pharyen

<opens the dragon size doors & peers inside>

Hullo ... is the this Tavern Open?? ...

<Walks in & looks around>

 

[BlazeofLife]

Glancing upward from his bemused thoughts, Sil found his gaze drawn toward the stranger entering through the great portal, one hand idly brushing aside the infinitesimal attacks of the diminutive figure before him.
"Indeed, we are always open! Come in, and be welcome!"

Blaze

 

[Arc da Rat]

Adraste Pharyen

A slender red-headed half-elf walks toward the dragon's form, as she is welcomed in to this large astablishment ... She bumps into the being standing infront of the Dragon ... "Pardon me sir." As she flinches an item from his pocket.

"Good Eve Dragon ... I am Adraste of Freeport ... I have just found this fine Tavern ... It looks like a quiet night ... eh ..." She grins up at Sil's face.

 

[BlazeofLife]

Arching a single scaled brow, and chuckling wryly under his breath, Sil glanced toward the cartoonish dictator, then winked knowingly at the Sylvan newcomer.
"Well, Adraste, you are indeed welcome here. We have several other guests, but there is always room for another.
"Make yourself comfortable, and my companion, Ulris, shall bring you whatever you wish."
Hearing his name, the ogre glanced toward them, his craggy face spreading in an amiable, gap-toothed grin.

Blaze

 

[Arc da Rat]

Looks over to the orge ... "Oh Ulris, I would like a Honey Mead Please." Ad grins then looks back at Sil ... "Thank ye sir. What will the night bring in." She says, as she walks over to a table.

 

[Zircon]

Cerriel Moried

The bar is a good place to stop after being In The Midst of Battle, thought Cerriel.

The bar seemed quiet, which is a good thing, as rowdiness tends to get old pretty quick.

Cerriel took a seat at an empty table, awaiting the barkeep to avail himself.

Z

 

[BlazeofLife]

Hearing the order, Ulris deftly spun the fine crystal in his meaty palms, setting it deftly upon a nearby rack set there for that purpose, and tossed his cloth over his shoulder.
Carrying the newest patron's order in one huge hand, he slipped through the milling crowd, coming to a stop before a large oaken table that dwarfed her slender frame.
"If'n ye please, lass, ye're the latest what's entered in a goodly spell, might'n ye be know'n what the night might bring?
"Sure'n 'tis our first night to be oper'n, an' we's wishin' to be ready fer whate'er might come a'fore the wee morn'."

Blaze

 

[Arc da Rat]

Takes the fine crystal cup from the orge & listens to his words. "I see that the first nights business has been profitable so far." She admires the cup as well as the liquor. "Thank ye Ulris. May the coins fall into yer coffers this eve & all the others in the future." She salutes Sil then Ulris & takes a large sip of the brew. "Mmm ... that be some might fine mead ye have here." She leans back in her chair & relaxes.

 

[PmTick]

Lil' Galactus suddenly vanishes without warning. .

 

[Khadgar]

Balinor Ohms

Balinor looks up from where he had drifted off and watches the elf walk in and order the drink

 

[BlazeofLife]

Bump

Blaze

 

[chewbacca71]

Perrin

Opening the doors with a large sigh, Perrin walks into the bar. He looks around and does not see anyone that he is familiar with. He goes up to the bar area and sits on a stool. The tortured metal sound as the stool is pushed further into the base embarrases the large warrior. "Sorry about that my fine Ogre, I have been meaning to lose weight. Can I get a shot of pure seals blood and a chaser of a Honey mead? "

 

[Arc da Rat]

Still leaning back her chair against the wall, Adraste watches the new comer & finches when his stool give a horendous screach. Her gaze drifts over the other patrions of the bar & she wonders what goods will come into her possession this eve.

 

[chewbacca71]

Perrin

Perrin looks over against the wall and sees one person that looks sort of familiar. She reminds him of someone he had once met. He takes his drink and with a nod to the bar tender , goes over to her table. "Adraste, right? Did nt we meet at an Inn in Freeport? We waited for you to come back and join us, but we figured you had been locked in the stockade. Please, dont bother rifling through my pouches, there is nothing of value."

 

[Arc da Rat]

She chuckles at the words of the large man that she now reconise as Perrin. "Me get put in the stockade. Surely ye jest sir. I am but a humble baker." She smiles & sips her drink then continues. "Now why would I go thru things that don't belong to me. I had done some hard thinking after, I had left ye. That lady name Fern just rubbed me the wrong way. It was best that I stay out of her way in the future." She takes another sip. "So how goes it with you my friend, that you end up in an establishment like this. She motion to the tavern around her.

 

[chewbacca71]

Perrin

Well, we were on a quest and my animalistic side took over and my companions got spooked. They kicked me out of the group and bade me leave under penalty of death. How about yourself?