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*Smiles*

Ah... I will eventually.

*Orders drink*

*keeps to herself and pulls out flask*

*Walks in, takes a look around, grunts to himself unimpressed, and walks out.*

[Old customers, YAY!!! sorry i wuz gone]

*Nails in another painting and wipes off the sweat from his brow*

Hmm, now it looks better than before. Yeah, it sure does.

*Falls off the stool*

Ouch.

*Random waiters/waitresses serve random customers*

*Sits next to Jeru5*

Hello. How do you do?

[Hey people can't you strike a roleplay convo in here?]

*Gets up and serves the customers*

We sure do need some entertainment. But how?

*walks into tavern*


"oh by the heavens light. i need a major drink"

*sits at bar and calls for the bar tender*

"HEY give me the strongest stuff you got in here. and make it a gallon. i just went through 8 inches of snow for about 30 miles and im stressed the fuck out."

*Serves Necro*

Aha. But as some of my pals on here know, i live in a desert. So no snow for me.

(not part of story, wait a sec this bar is in the desert?? where Lut Gholein?)

*walks in the bar and sits down by himself*

*ponders what to get*

*passes the lemon juice*

Umm no. I live in a desert.

When the map for this town was being created, i gave a proposal for keeping a desert terrain but i think some other one was selected.

*walks in after a long day of killin critters, goes into the rear to clean off all the blood, grabs a mug and pours a draught*

*sits at the bar and talks to Z*

*casts a spell on the floorboards that makes them fly up when stepped on**waits for hilarity to ensue*

*offers Murder a beer for providing some entertainment*

*Walks in and sits at the bar, letting his sword drop and its hilt rest on the edge of the table*

Hey guys, what's been happening? Someone get me a beer?

CARLOS!! Welcome back! It's been a long time (relatively)

Aye, it has. Miss me? Haha, I've been busy venturing far out lands.

*Pulls a stool close and slides in to the table, eager to hear stories from distant lands.*

*dusts off the beer mugs, fills one with the finest ale and hands it to carlos* Things have been slow here at the tavern. People just don't flock here like they used to. I think it's because these parts have recently become dangerous to travel, what with the rise in the wendigo population and the appearance of gnarled walkers. The damn burrowing scavengers have been digging under the wards and poping up through the floor boards! One nearly bit me as I slept. I fear that demonic corruption once againt threatens these lands.

While searching the backroom for a special bottle, I hear a customer come in. Luckily Murder is there to help server him. He starts speaking and he sounds soo familiar, I cock my head a bit to listen and shake my head thinking it couldn't be who I thought it was. He had been gone for a long time. I spot the bottle I was looking for and head upfront. My jaw drops...

Carlos! 'Bout damn time you came back here!

Grabs some glasses and pours out some of the aged whiskey for Carlos, Murder and Mags.

*walks into the tavern*

Old times.

*Goes over to his usual corner, but something is not right.*