Mithias hand managed to deftly avoid catching either the werewolf's or the half-orc's attention and was now leaning with arms folded in the shadows against a wall. The only reason everyone realized he was still there was that they heard the sound of a window opening. Mithias let the cool night air in beside him. Golden eyes blinked from the shadows, keeping his thoughts about the barfight secret behind them. The vampire hadn't gotten involved nor done anything less than vanish. He seemed much more content with peace. The blood didn't seem to interest him more than the drink he already had.

Charlotte crept down the stairs. Her hair was twisted high in a bun and she wore a simple green dress, lined with black lace. She hummed softly to herself, a sweet yet lonely tune.

Trotting down the stairs, she didn't pay much mind to any guests in the tavern, her head lost in her thoughts as she made her way towards the kitchen.

Willow finished doing everything she needed to and looked around. She noticed someone in the shadows, but that's what shadows are for. She yawned and decided she'd turn in for the night and padded barefoot to her room.

He vampire stared with impunity, yet not with a lecherous gaze, for he knew his vantage was silent, off the radar, and he had seen many a pretty thing before. The green dress flowed with the natural, graceful movements of the feminine body. Loose hair escaped out of the bun and formed an infantile curl aside her nape as Charlotte did nothing more than pass by. The show was not for him. In fact, it was not a show at all, yet life itself was a show. Mithias found himself a seat a bit more in the light. He smiled. Drinking was amazing.

"Set me free... your heavens a lie... hmm mm hmmmm" she continued on softly as she emerged from the kitchen with one of Willow's shortbread biscuits and a goblet of wine. Tucked under her arm is one of her usual accessories - a book.

She stopped in her tracks, finally noticing him. She blushed, just a shade lighterm than her hair.

"My apologies, I didn't realize there was someone still here"@Wraithblade6

Snarf who had been awake for awhile silently rolled out from under the bar where he had fallen asleep, after cleaning up the mess made from the fight. He walked a quietly as he could to keep from getting noticed by Charlotte. He walked into the back and headed towards his room in the workers quarters. He climbed into his bed and pull out a book from his night stand and began to read to himself.

Yanton walks into the bar, looking saddened. He walks over to the bar and sits down, and calls, " Bartender!"

Yanton walks into the bar, looking saddened. He walks over to the bar and sits down, and calls, " Bartender!"

A finely dressed man answers his call from behind the bar, "how can I help you today?"
He looked a little out of place with his mannerism and appearance seemingly more suited to fancier establishment, none the less he conducted himself with a certain confidence and effecincy as he moved around behind the bar.

@Dark Light " Yes, I would like some alcohol please,doesn't matter what kind." he said, as he looked around at the other patrons.

@Arabix there was a swift elegance to Dorians movements and in no time he had a tall drink sitting before the man. A fair vintage spirit with a light mixer.
"So tell me friend, where do you hail from and what brings you here?"
His words were pleasent and encouraging to conversation but there was a tired disinterested distraction hidden in his eyes.

@Dark Light "I am from the lands of Aelrin, and I wander from place to place." he says with a light tone that could be easily mistaken for a noble or a business man, and not from a warrior such as himself.

@Dark Light " The name's Yanton, by the way, Yanton Crowler."

Just as Yanton finished his drink someone caught his eye. It was Dr. Cashino King. Yanton was smart, but not after he had a drink, he thought he could take on the doctor in a fight, @Billsomething "Hey!" he called out.

Cash rose from his bed at the inn or he should have if he hadn't drunken himself to a stupor then blacked out, no instead he rose up from a pile of bottle under one of the many tables which caused to bang his head against it "Ow Dammit where the fuck am I" he said as he looked around and noticed he was still in the bar. he then looked down and saw his shirt was missing and the words "thanks for a good time" had been scribbled on his chest, he crawled from under the table and walked over to the counter "Barkeep give me a Brogendenstein Brew and some pancakes" @Dark Light

"Go bother someone else for i am hungry, hungover as fuck and not in the mood" cash said trying to ignore the undead @Arabix

Dorian acknowledges him with a nod.
"Yanton, pleasure to meet you. Dorian" he says introducing himself by holding out a hand in greeting.
"Aelrin, never heard of it. It seems like everyday I learn of places I have never seen, it's amazing how the world continues to grow." He says with a genuine smile.

"Sorry Yenton, you must tell me of your home land some other time, I have much business to attend" and with that Dorian disappears out the back to later return with Cash's request.

OOC[im out now guys, sorry]
@Arabix

Just as Yanton stood up from the bar, his head felt like it was going to explode, "Ah damn!" he yelled as he collapsed onto the floor and passed out.

[Alobe's Clinic]
Dr. Alobe had stay up all-night going over both Clayton and Andre's injuries Andre had some minor burns on his back, Andre also had a new addition to the collection that littered his body. Clayton however had a massive bump on his forehead from Andre's headbutt and beside a few bruises there was very little to be seen on Clayton's body because it seem that it was Clayton's muscles that have suffered the most damage.

Dr. Alobe let out a quiet sigh then said to the still unconsciousness Lycan "Clayton my boy if you keep this up then you're gonna have to be put down" Alobe Laughed at his joke then walked over to his desk where a trey of Gauges laid and grabbed one of them and walked back to Clayton then inserted the gauge into his arm, Alobe proceeded to the same to Andre. with that he hooked a tube to each of the brawlers gauges then inserted the tubes into separated bottles which where labeled with the respective patient blood type.

With his Job finished for the moment he proceeded to exit his clinic and wander down to the tavern. when he noticed that no one was watching the counter (other than cash but he wasn't an Employee so Alobe just ignored him) he wandered into the back and began making himself some tea.

Just then, Yanton woke up. " Ah, my head..." he groaned.

"Anyone have some tobacco?" he asked "Or a doctor?"