Character Bar

[Stoner Shadow Wolf]

****This is the character charasma development bar****
Here we jsut socialize, nothing more. a chance to work with our characters and their interactions and personalities. none of this is real, it's like a spiritual forum for our characters. they can dream here if you want.

Shadow Wolf is the bar tender, Cederfern is the manager and majority owner of the bar.
Roy Hennison is the lowest minority stock holder.
Cougar Bear "owns" the corner bar stool nearest the tap.

The bar is a large area in the center of the structure with an office hidden behind racks of alcoholic beverages, concealed by a false door.

The entrance is on the west wall, beside the entrance to the lounge.
The lounge is on the west wall.
The bathrooms are concealed down the hall, which curves behind the lounge. it also deposits to the bathrooms and rear exit.

No one ever goes into the lounge and comes out to tell about it for no apparent reason and none of the bar owners say anything about it, pay attention to it, or act like it exists.

When confronted, they act as though nothing had been said at all.

dont ask, dont tell.



Roy Hennison sits in the dim corner near the restrooms and eats his pretzels and drinks his beer alone, glaring at the person standing at the front door.

[booklvr]

Juliet sits on a stool at the bar, staring into space while absentmindedly stirring the contents of her drink with an extra long pinky nail.

[Stoner Shadow Wolf]

Gaymi & Guyanne are sitting 3 stools beside Cougar Bear, arguing with each other.
"But you got to order a wisky last time, so we get to start off with a Virgin Mary this time."
"Yeah, but you're not taking into consideration that last time i let you order half the drinks!"
Guyanne whined "But that's the only fair way!"
Gaymi scowled "fair how? you get away with a lot more crap than I even try to pull!"

Guyanne cracked up "only as a matter of perception!" still laughing.


Cougar Bear growled low and deep "you two want to quit it before you ruin my beer? why cant you just drink beer like normal people?" he returned to his beer and tried to ignore them.

[wolfblade]

A strange hooded woman walked in the tavern, while catching the eye of a Lusting Orc. Eying the scene, she strolled to a lone booth at the end of the establishment. A gang of Goblins occupied the spot until she pulled out an amulet and shined it in their direction. "NO FAIR NO FAIR!!" they ranted as the gang promptly scattered.

Before taking a seat, she drug the mud off her shoe in a line a yard around the booth; The Pompous Orc Moseyed on along after her.

"So, ya tink ya some hot tuff bitch aye?! Strollin up in here thinking ya own Da place... Let me tell you somethin buddy..."

resting comfortably she whispered "Dont cross the line..."

"Oh? Ya mean dis line here?"? The brute makes sure his toes touch the bottom of the line, bends his knees and flails his arms wildly. "Ohh Noo!! Listen everyone! This shit eater is gonna KILL ME!! Ohhh Wont someone save me!"

the hooded woman reached into her left coat pocket, forcing the brute's eyes to sharpen towards her movements. She removed a pack of Clover Cigarettes, Pops one out and lights it smoothly and effortlessly and returns the package into her coat.

"See what i mean! She doesn't have the Guts!"

Her hand flicks out of her coat with lightning speed. Uncoiling a dagger tied to a thin black chain aimed at The brute's left knee cap. The crack of torn knee ligaments echo through the Tavern like a shattered egg. She wraps the chain around her hand and tugs before a cry could be uttered; ripped the blade from the flesh and forced the beast to his knees with thunderous impact.

AHH!!! What the FUCK LADY?! I DIDN'T EVEN CROSS YOUR FUCKIN LINE!"

Wrapping the chain around her arm she simply spoke: "Your knees were over."

A gutteral Howl came from within the Orc. "Im Gonna Rip You To PIECES!!!"

As he crawled towards her, she pulled out a Large decorative Pistol and pumped 2 wide burning holes through his forehead and part of his torso. The green body slumped towards the girl and spasmed gently as she perched her legs on top of his body.

"Someone clean this mess up and give me a Proper leg rest"

[Stoner Shadow Wolf]

Roy was fascinated by the woman's lengthy entrance and show of skill, he was immediately at her request.
"Hello, ma'am. allow me to take this corpse off your hands. I'll buy you a drink while you wait on me."


While Juliet sat alone, seemingly self absorbed, Snake Viper stared across from the other side of the bar at her, masking his presence, hoping only enough that she would eventually sense him, waiting to meet her gaze and pull her into his trance; he is almost completely unaware of what she really is, utterly intrigued by her unique distinctions.

[booklvr]

Juilet, sensing Snake, sat there with an unchanging face, trying to formulate a reaction.

She took that same pinky nail she was swirlling in her drink, and raised it to her lips and raised her eyes to Snake's. She delicately raised one eyebrow, licked the nail clean, then lowered her eyes. She let a smile creep onto her face, thinking about how she had just trapped him into playing her game.

[Stoner Shadow Wolf]

Snake was shocked. though fully capable of concealing his shock, he worried that she might be more than she appeared, unphased by his commanding gaze. He was concerned, and decided that this creature required investigation.
He got up and casually walked to the stool beside her, but didnt bother sitting down.

Instead, he acted nonchalant and ordered two Bloody Mary's.

Shadow wolf muttered something under his breath that anyone other than a vampire would not have heard; "two timing snake". He never the less served them with a smile.

Shadow Wolf was tending the bar today in the body of an irishman with a strong build and small beer gut, his large red beard stands out almost as much as the belly he hides behind brawn.

In better lighting and closer to her now, Juliet can see Snake's chiseled Italian features and long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. he has no facial hair but obviously shaves it off with a quality razor.

[wolfblade]

Mizuka stumbled into the tavern; nerve racked and exhausted. Ripped civilian clothes with a large overcoat spotted with blood hung over his muscular frame. He stood at the entrance surveying the tavern for what seemed like hours until his eyes finally spots the hooded woman.

Mizuka shuffles near her and stops at the line. "I know how you feel about these abruptions. And i dont like this as much as you do, But i've business... May i enter?"

The mysterious woman places her gun on the table and nods. Mizuka crosses the line cautiously, sits down across from her and opens up his coat. A green envelope, a black bottle, and 8 blue stones of various sizes are removed from his coat and are lined up for her to see.

The elegant woman removes her pistol from the table and said in an australian accent. "You know the rule earth walker, no symbol, no deal".

Mizuka scoffed and leaned back in his chair, "Here I thought your Kind could see through clothing."

She retorted in an indian accent "well, 'we' can, But its not for me to, 'see'. I'm sure you're wise enough to understand."

"Damn", Mizuka uttered, removing his Embroidered Pendant and placing it on the table. "Now can we start?"

The lady gazed into the pattern of the pendant for a moment, following its lines to confirm authenticity. Then raised her eyes to him. Ofcourse, the shadow of her hood obscured any features, but Mizuka could still feel them anyway And assumed she wore a mask as a precaution.

She lifted the butt of her pistol to show Mizuka a similar pattern on its end. When he was satisfied, She slammed it down on one of the stones, shattering it into powder. "Fake" Another slam, "Fake" Yet another slam "Fake... It doesnt bold too well for you so far."

Mizuka could only gasp in astonishment. "Do you know.... How hard I had to fight for those stones?!"

In a wonderful Britain accent she said "Im sure it was a taxing excursion, but.." As she bashed another stone, yet this one did not break but gleamed after the impact, as if it had awaken. "Atleast a few of these are real."

Afterward, she took her time to examine each object. Swiveling and Sniffing the bottle, putting the envelope to her ear and then to her forehead, she was satisfied.

in a German accent she said "Alright Earth walker, Now that you have my attention, what do you need in return?"


Mizuka lowered his head in shame. He scuffled through his pants pocket and produced a folded piece of paper. Sliding it in her direction all he could say was "before the solstice, please. Our business is done." He reached out to collect his pendant But she grabbed his hand before he could recoil.

Without looking at the paper she asks In an elvish accent, "Are you, Positive? You cannot change this once it is done.."

"Yes, I know."

Then in a ancient troll voice she says "Good then! Our business has drawn to a close, You will know when you find it."

Mizuka grasped his pendant and paced out the door as fast as his legs could carry him.


The woman put the belongings into her sack one at a time and stretched her legs. "Well that's one down."