@Pineappletumble@Alisdragon911

Zyrid gave a humble nod to the abnormally large creature with fey appearance, admiring the twinkle of its wings and the small accumulation of saliva (or its equivalent) dripping from the things mouth as it drunkenly slurred some vowels from its largely uncontrolled lips.

He would take great pleasure in experiencing the merriment of a race he had not yet encountered, rather, in a physical sense. For of course, over Zyrids many years of reading, he had come across countless novels and the odd brochure that detailed the fey and similar fairy-like creatures. However he did recall that the alchol section and its effects on their anatomy was particularly lacking.

Perhaps Zyrid would make notes as he sat with this one, but for now he waited, for he still needed an ingredient from this tavern, be it via the barmaid or the owner...

Himself.

Zyrid felt a sense of masculinity to the energy and being sat alone, an emptiness was present also as they sat there alone, strangely absorbant of the surface buzz around them.

Zyrid waited patiently, as was his way.

@Mimic@Pineappletumble@gohKamikaze

Ayeka waves at Tic she will catch up with him later, to chat with him again. After she help Hardwick, she will check the back for any of Zyrid's drink order. "Sir Hardwick, let me get you a drink. I don't need you to faint on me," Ayeka says wiggling her ears to show him they are real.

@Alisdragon911

Hardwick hadn't even realized that he'd been staring until the woman wiggled her ears. They're real! But... That can't be... That shouldn't be possible...

Suddenly, he snapped back into focus. 'The figures!' He exclaimed perhaps a little too loudly, and drew his gun cautiously on the oak door. Strangely, there was no noise of battering or howling screams coming from the other side.

He approached the door nervously and reached for the handle. Carefully, he swung it open - instead of an old brick and cobble alleyway however, the door opened onto a lush, verdant forest. He quickly shut the door again. This was all too much. He needed a drink.

He produced a small flask from his coat pocket and took a long swig of the whiskey inside. 'What IS this place?' He asked the pointed-ear lady.

@Ionalien@Pineappletumble
"It's cool" he said to Anthony. "We'll probably gain titles if we do something epic. Maybe later." Ben was certainly getting the feeling that if he stuck around long enough, he'd be in danger. It was less boring than the world he left, though.
He turned to Tic. "Having fun?"

@gohKamikaze

"You are not the first to stare at my ears, I always wanted to get them clip. Too many people talk me out of it though, anyway we are in a tavern in different dinmensions." Ayeka says as she follows Hardwick, "sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ayeka," she says as she bows politely. Hoping that could calm down the gentlemen and welcome to a cozy tavern.

@Overlord24
Paint grinned, only for it to be followed by a yawn

@PaintLynn
Avary smiles and yawns as well.

@Overlord24
"Do you have a place to sleep? Cause I don't" paint says with another yawn

@POOHEAD189@Ionalien
"I guess you could call it that" the pixie said with a slight chuckle, still a bit wet from his slip up.

Tic noticed that Ben seemed a little more antsy when he sat back down at the table, couple that with his checks to those entering the room and he had a pretty good idea what the human was thinking.

"Calm down" he placing his drink of the table "Ya don't have to worry about nothin' while I'm here" he paused for a brief moment thinking back to his time here "Well, sept' Clay" he his face a little bit of a lighter shade now "and that one witch girl" realizing his point was becoming a little redundant he refocused "Look point is I got ya back for most things"

He took a long and slow drink from his cup, it was an interesting mix a lot stronger that that dwarf toss, clearly designed with the intention of getting the drinker shitfaced. That being said the strange mix didn't didn't seem to have any infighting for dominance of flavor and flowed smoothly over Tic's palate. Sighing in satisfaction he placed his drink back on the table he looked back to the new boy "So Anthony, hows some one come ta going bar to bar to turn a make a few creds?"

@PaintLynn
"Not really." Alex said to Paint.

@Overlord24
"I can sleep outside, can you?" Paint inquiries as she lays down on the ground

@PaintLynn
"I do it all the time." Alex says and lays down as well.

@Alisdragon911

The pointed-ear woman introduced herself as Ayeka. 'We are in a tavern in different dimensions' she told him cheerfully.

'Pleasure to make your acquaintance, ma'am.' Hardwick responded, adding a tip of his hat respectfully. 'But a tavern that can travel through dimensions? That sounds like straight out of a child's book.'

He managed to stop himself before he continued, and glanced around at the eclectic collection of bizarre and grotesque patrons. Was it REALLY that unbelievable that this place was a portal between worlds? With all the indescribable horrors he'd seen since Chicago, a space-time travelling tavern would be a breath of fresh air... Still, if there’s one thing he found dangerously difficult to resist, it was curiosity.

'Say... Ayeka... What's the date today? What day, month and year is it right now?' He asked. A hand sat lightly on the flask in his trenchcoat - he got the feeling he wasn't going to like the answer, and he needed all the help he could get.

@gohKamikaze

"The pleasure is all mine to help a newcomer. There is no date at all as the tavern keeps moving, it is hard to keep up with time." Ayeka says as she hopes she did not scare Hardwick with the answer she just given him. She could smell the whisky on him and did not mind making him a strong drink less bit weaker than Tic's drink.

@Alisdragon911

'... Right.' Hardwick responded slowly. It was just as he feared: he had somehow found himself in a place beyond time, space, and potentially even beyond the fabric of reality.

A chilling sense of dread gripped him as he pulled his flask out once more and drank deeply until even the last dregs were gone. The burn from the whiskey seemed to fill every last crevice of his being with warmth, washing away the fear until it was nothing more than a dull murmur.

He turned to Ayeka. 'So... What does a guy have to do to get a drink around here?'

@Pineappletumble Ben listened to Tic and his lips curved into a smile from his forthright manner and meaning behind his words. Ben was feeling a bit of trepidation here, but he felt a bit more at home in such an odd place than most normal people would, even, or perhaps especially because of the chance of danger. He supposed because he felt odd in the normal world. He nodded to Tic. "Thanks man." he said, and meant it. Friendship was one thing Ben held highly, and Tic seemed like a cool dude. He decided to listen to what Anthony had to say next.

@gohKamikaze

"Tell me what kind of drink you want and I will fix it for you." Ayeka says as she walks over to the bar and beckon Hardwick to follow. She could make any kinds of drinks as she took a peep or two at the wine book. She starts cleaning a glass for the newcomer, she likes her patriots to have clean glasses to drink from.

@POOHEAD189@Pineappletumble@Alisdragon911 Anthony laughed slightly at the mention of earning a title, saying "Well as cool as that would be , I'm a magician, not some epic warrior." He guzzled down some more of his drink as the one called Tic asked a question. He replied "Well I've always been a fan o amazing people, and don't have the skills for much else. So I try to make money this way. Most of the time on the streets, but one day I'll have my own show." The last part was said rather wistfully. He motioned to the waitress.
"Another please? I'll pay for this one."

@Alisdragon911 @Pineappletumble

'Could you fix me a whiskey sour? Does that actually exist in this dimension?' Hardwick asked Ayeka as his eyes wandered around the room, taking it all in. Hard to believe that less than five minutes earlier, he'd been running from his life from a hellish cult that worshipped strange and nightmarish beings beyond human comprehension.

At least there's no cops or Pinkertons out to stop me drinking in here, he thought to himself, and chuckled at the concept.

His gaze came to rest on a tiny blue creature not too far away - a fairy of some kind, by the looks of it. He nodded in acknowledgement at it.

@gohKamikaze@Ionalien@Alisdragon911@POOHEAD189
"Your own show?" shaking his head slightly he chuckled, it had been a long time since he met some one with actual aspirations for themselves let alone ones they spoke about. "Well I don't know who taught you to aim, but they sure taught you to aim high" taking another sip he lamented on his own goals in life.

"Put your wallet away, I got this round; you can grab the next one chummer" this Anthony guy seemed on the level, or maybe that was the alcohol talking. One glance at the tilting room told him it was probably the alcohol but since when has that ever stopped him. “And you Ben, what makes you tic" he chuckles at his own joke, sure it was bad form but that shit was gold to him.

Before he could be regaled by Ben's tale Tic noticed someone who looked a little like a downtown zen dealer give him a nod. Slowly but with an obvious look of confusion on his face he gave a nod back, great another crazy and just when he thought he'd found a normal bunch.