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[i]A tavern just on the edge of the Sea of a Thousand Currents, where travelers from far and wide stop by for a drink or a bite to eat. All are welcome. Feel free to drop in anytime. This RP isn’t a set story, and will go wherever the characters take it. They could travel to the edge of the globe, or they could sit at the tavern and sink karaoke all night. Maybe you seek a calm night. Maybe you seek to conquer the world. You are welcome to come with a quest to go on or meerely offer companionship.
This is both a new RP and a continuation of Tsunami Flats after the last tavern was made unusable. Anyone can join, but be warned that you are opening one very large and screaming can of worms. [/i][/center]
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Aten hummed as he cleaned the bar. Today had been largely uneventful - the usual crowd had come in and grabbed some drinks, talked a bit, and left. A couple of newcomers had dropped by. The inn part of the tavern had been less popular than usual, but that was to be expected with the deity’s disappearance. No one wanted to go to a domain without a god; that was practically inviting the shade to attack.
Some dragons didn’t seem to care. One such dragon was Prickly, a fae that had been at the bar since before sundown. She’d had a fruit smoothie and an order of bug kebabs, and had since just been sitting around, occasionally humming to herself. Aten didn’t mind; he’d rather have a tame customer that an obnoxious one. Energetic he could deal with. Destructive? Less so.
“Could I have another one?” The fae asked in her adorably squeaky voice. She passed some gems over to the bartender.
The spiral smiled. “Of course!” He deposited the gems in a tray and produced a new fruit smoothie. She took it and quickly began sipping away happily. It was rare that he had a customer so content with non-alcoholic drinks, but he enjoyed it. They were often easier to deal with.
A tavern just on the edge of the Sea of a Thousand Currents, where travelers from far and wide stop by for a drink or a bite to eat. All are welcome. Feel free to drop in anytime. This RP isn’t a set story, and will go wherever the characters take it. They could travel to the edge of the globe, or they could sit at the tavern and sink karaoke all night. Maybe you seek a calm night. Maybe you seek to conquer the world. You are welcome to come with a quest to go on or meerely offer companionship.
This is both a new RP and a continuation of Tsunami Flats after the last tavern was made unusable. Anyone can join, but be warned that you are opening one very large and screaming can of worms.
Aten hummed as he cleaned the bar. Today had been largely uneventful - the usual crowd had come in and grabbed some drinks, talked a bit, and left. A couple of newcomers had dropped by. The inn part of the tavern had been less popular than usual, but that was to be expected with the deity’s disappearance. No one wanted to go to a domain without a god; that was practically inviting the shade to attack.
Some dragons didn’t seem to care. One such dragon was Prickly, a fae that had been at the bar since before sundown. She’d had a fruit smoothie and an order of bug kebabs, and had since just been sitting around, occasionally humming to herself. Aten didn’t mind; he’d rather have a tame customer that an obnoxious one. Energetic he could deal with. Destructive? Less so.
“Could I have another one?” The fae asked in her adorably squeaky voice. She passed some gems over to the bartender.
The spiral smiled. “Of course!” He deposited the gems in a tray and produced a new fruit smoothie. She took it and quickly began sipping away happily. It was rare that he had a customer so content with non-alcoholic drinks, but he enjoyed it. They were often easier to deal with.
Live today. Don’t wait for tomorrow.
"They said I should be mysterious and solemn like other mages! Do you believe it? And uh I'll look at my book for you.." Crafty pats the skydancer awkwardly and looks in the magic book.
"Look! There it is!"
(reposting the last one incase you didn't see it)
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Rift kicked the door in.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" he greeted.
Rift kicked the door in.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" he greeted.
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A wildclaw dressed in to much dark clothing was unconscious at the end of the bar. His head rested on the table, the rest of him lay limp in the stool. In front of him sat two empty glasses one of which was tipped onto its side. A brightly colored wyrmpeck with feathers of green and blue was perched atop his head. It spoke softly to itself in an oddly dragon like, very very annoying voice.
A wildclaw dressed in to much dark clothing was unconscious at the end of the bar. His head rested on the table, the rest of him lay limp in the stool. In front of him sat two empty glasses one of which was tipped onto its side. A brightly colored wyrmpeck with feathers of green and blue was perched atop his head. It spoke softly to itself in an oddly dragon like, very very annoying voice.
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Sundance followed, laughing at Rift's screechy announcement. She looked around. The lack of blood was refreshing. She hurried to the bar, spreading her wings to reserve the seats on both sides of her for Crafty and Touma. "A bug salad please," she requested, taking out her bag of gems and coins.
Sundance followed, laughing at Rift's screechy announcement. She looked around. The lack of blood was refreshing. She hurried to the bar, spreading her wings to reserve the seats on both sides of her for Crafty and Touma. "A bug salad please," she requested, taking out her bag of gems and coins.
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+ FR +2
+ kermit
+ she/her
+ 17
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+ Ravenclaw
+ Formerly Beansoupbruh
+ off and on hiatus i spose
+ anja.org#2960
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Touma looked in Crafty's magical book, a questionable expression on his face. We are here? Already?? "Nice!" He saw Rift make a charge for the front door of the tavern and scream his way in.
Touma looked in Crafty's magical book, a questionable expression on his face. We are here? Already?? "Nice!" He saw Rift make a charge for the front door of the tavern and scream his way in.
• Art Shop
• Africa's Brewing Service!
• Perma Challenge
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Hello there, fellow rain enthusiasts. I bless rains, for free! That's quite a deal, if you ask me- I can fill up your local water reserve and sprinkle your garden, all at the same time!
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Crafty sat next to Sundance. She pilled the bags under her chair. Setting her staff across her lap. "Aaah. What did the signs say this was called?"
(I need more gems so I can fill every slot with bags XD)
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*Labonita walks in, free of the mirror. She sits down at the bar, tired. She looks at the bartender.*
"Room please."
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*She laid sluggish on the bartop, clearly drunk as she still holds a cup almost half empty. She was also drooling a little.*
He greeted the bartender on his way in with the nod. The drink fluffies were still there, and might have looked like a fluffy spooky cornball as he was entering the tavern, but he was here with his friends after they all witnessed a murder. He would allow himself to be whatever he wanted. Hmf. He took a seat at the table as well and opened his pouch, presenting all the bugs he'd caught on the way. "Look! This one's still alive! Should I keep him?"
He greeted the bartender on his way in with the nod. The drink fluffies were still there, and might have looked like a fluffy spooky cornball as he was entering the tavern, but he was here with his friends after they all witnessed a murder. He would allow himself to be whatever he wanted. Hmf. He took a seat at the table as well and opened his pouch, presenting all the bugs he'd caught on the way. "Look! This one's still alive! Should I keep him?"
• Art Shop
• Africa's Brewing Service!
• Perma Challenge
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Hello there, fellow rain enthusiasts. I bless rains, for free! That's quite a deal, if you ask me- I can fill up your local water reserve and sprinkle your garden, all at the same time!
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Hineani shook himself free of Huntra once the tavern was in view and began running full tilt for the door. Literally. He was so tilted that he smacked into the doorway before actually making it through the door. After shaking his head, he managed to find the bar, where he launched himself onto a stool and perched on it like an excited hatchling.
As usual, Rift’s entrance cause someone to fall out of their chair. This time it was Prickly, the poor face who’d just wanted to enjoy a fruit smoothie. Aten was shocked as well, but he’d probably seen weirder. He leaned his noodle like body over the bar, grabbed Prickly’s wrist, and pulled her gently back up to the seat. “You alright?” He asked, concerned.
“I’m fine,” she replied, although she was holding the side of her head. The spiral nodded and scurried off to tend to the new customers while she calmly sipped her drink, trying to ignore the chaos that had just barged in.
“Bug salad- yes, we have that!” The hyper spiral vanished for a moment, shoving his entire front body into a compartment full of pre made meals, and popped out with a wonderful looking bug salad. He took the payment and set it in front of the skydancer. “Enjoy!”
The moment his attention turned away from Sundance, he grabbed a key and dropped it in front of Labonita. “Ten gems, please? We’re not accepting treasure at this time.”
Hineani shook himself free of Huntra once the tavern was in view and began running full tilt for the door. Literally. He was so tilted that he smacked into the doorway before actually making it through the door. After shaking his head, he managed to find the bar, where he launched himself onto a stool and perched on it like an excited hatchling.
As usual, Rift’s entrance cause someone to fall out of their chair. This time it was Prickly, the poor face who’d just wanted to enjoy a fruit smoothie. Aten was shocked as well, but he’d probably seen weirder. He leaned his noodle like body over the bar, grabbed Prickly’s wrist, and pulled her gently back up to the seat. “You alright?” He asked, concerned.
“I’m fine,” she replied, although she was holding the side of her head. The spiral nodded and scurried off to tend to the new customers while she calmly sipped her drink, trying to ignore the chaos that had just barged in.
“Bug salad- yes, we have that!” The hyper spiral vanished for a moment, shoving his entire front body into a compartment full of pre made meals, and popped out with a wonderful looking bug salad. He took the payment and set it in front of the skydancer. “Enjoy!”
The moment his attention turned away from Sundance, he grabbed a key and dropped it in front of Labonita. “Ten gems, please? We’re not accepting treasure at this time.”
Live today. Don’t wait for tomorrow.
Breeze or Breezy
