Welcome to the fantasy tavern for the 4th time. The last one got invaded by some monster… Now we are in a new location near a lake with a wonderful view.
Time Travelers are still not allowed
This fantasy tavern has security procedures against monsters invading the basement along with being fire and explosion proof
Calix sat on the bar's counter and had successfully put everything away and unpacked the tavern. So now he just waited.
A tall, cloaked figure pushed the door open, letting two shorter figures enter first. The tall one pulled her hood off to reveal a young-looking face riddled with scars, sunset-colored hair, red eyes, and two horns atop her head. The other two kept their hoods on, but there was a blue tail swishing underneath the smallest one's cloak.
The tall one went over to the bar to greet Calix. "Heya. Nice place."
(do you mind if i join; i won't be on frequently)
Two men entered the building quietly, both conversing at almost a whisper. One man floated about a foot off the ground and was covered in bloody bandages while the other was hooded just enough so his scarred face could barely be seen.
ooh, is this still open? i'm in about a million rps by now i'm sure of it, but, o well. what can i say, i love rps too much XD
Calix looked at the men and sighed. "Welcome all. If you are a time traveler, leave now before I smite you." Calix said then stretched out his wings a bit before getting off of the bar and standing behind it.
"What's wrong with time travelers?" The bandaged man asked, the scared one shushing him. They just needed to eat then leave.
"Alllrighty then." The tall lady went back and led the other two to a booth by a window. They removed their hoods; there was another young lady with short black and blue hair, sharp purple eyes, and horns, and a boy with brown hair and pale red eyes.
"Time travelers were banned because our second tavern was thrown into a time portal by them." Calix said then grabbed some glasses. "So what would you both want?" he asked and poured a glass of water for himself.
"Just a water for me and a vodka for him." The floating man said, moving to go and sit down at a table.
Calix nodded and got some water in a cup then looked at the cups trying to figure out the best size for the vodka… he decided on a regular sized cup. Then he picked up the cups and walked over to their table and put the cups down.
The boy looked up at the tall girl. "Shay, what are we doing here?" He asked, the fluffy blue ears at the sides of his head twitching. Shay smirked at him. "Hunting. I know a certain someone was intending to come here, so, if he shows up, we're already a step ahead of him."
The purple-eyed girl observed the two men with narrowed eyes as Shay called Calix over.
Eya watched the conversation going on with someone named Shay quietly, her huge fox ears twitching restlessly. Her flinty silver eyes flicked back and forth between people with an unnerving clinical gaze.
Jerch glanced around as he entered the bar and quickly made his way to the back, not wanting to cause trouble or interact with the group up front. "Fun, hell here is the same as hell there," he muttered, sweeping his wings to the side and sitting down in a chair
"It's the same everywhere." Blair replied, taking a sip of his vodka as he talked. Ghost just sighed, he knew they weren't going to leave as soon.
Jerch glanced over at the man who spoke and nodded "pretty much, yeah. Demonfolk?" he asked with a tilt of his head
"… Sort of." He answered, standing up to move over to the man's table. "Mind if we sit?"
He gestured to the empty chair "go right ahead. so if not demon folk than what? The angel didn't look to happy to have you here." Jerch noticed, his snakeish eyes flicking to the bar