[@BytheSpleen]

The inns were very... contrasting. One looked very much like a gloomy cemetery under the moon, and the other a sunny festival by the sun. Thankfully inside his inn of choice wasn't as horrifying as it was out front. The theme was very reminiscent of Oblivion, the fictional land of purple and black said to be between the realms limbo and Hades. Aside from this, it all looked pretty standard; bar, patrons, rooms, all the normal stuff you could expect from an inn. 

The bartender looks like a surprisingly regular guy, though. Big muscles, brown hair tied back into a small pony tail, with brown, shaven beard on his face. He looked like the kind of guy capable of dealing with trouble if it came knocking. It was probably good for business. The inn was quiet save for a few customers getting their last drinks in before falling asleep, and that one shifty looking guy in the corner who wasn't moving

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[@Claw2k11]

"Hmph. Thank you for agreeing to your own demise. Anna?" She says, calling forth the Avian who flew above them, wielding the almighty bow. Said Avian pulls back on the strings of Anna repeatedly, firing a flurry of powerful beams of light. Due to Anna being a Universal Weapon, the Avian could accomplish this feat extraordinarily quickly. Added the fact she was one of the best bowmasters in the kingdom, and it was basically like having a machine gun to mow down the horde. Maryvale trusted in the Avian to utilise Anna as best she could to keep Midnight's forces off of them. 

As the path clears, Maryvale makes her move, rushing forward with her blade and slicing through any creature that gets in her way, as does her comrades (except for the Rookie, as he was taking care of Anna somewhere further away). The aim was to create a straight path so that Maryvale could reach Midnight and begin the first stage of their plan - an arrowhead. [i]'I hope you're ready to face the strongest team in the human kingdom...'[/i]

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The Orc smiles, and looks at the sword for a moment... before swinging it right at him, sending a shockwave of incredible power straight at Bronos. "Sorry, but it's not for sale." He says. "Unless you've got something to trade for it...?"