@SkeletonShadow

Knutik blinked a few times before realizing the lady was talking to him. He frantically scrambled nervously to look through the menu, cheeks blushing a green hue that matched his eyes. He's not used to being spoken to. After a few seconds the shade pointed to something under beverages with smiling eyes. Orange Juice.

Willow smiled genuinely at the innocence of the request. There was something so silly about getting orange juice in the middle of a tavern, but she liked it anyway, "One of the finest glasses of juiced orange," she proclaimed as she set down a thin glass full of orange juice, "You just let me know if you want anything else," she said smiling again before going and wiping down some of the tables in the tavern room. Once she had finished that up, she returned to behind the tavern counter to wait for more people to require drinks or food.
@Varicke

@Balthazar007
'How are you?' The question took the boy by surprise,
"Uh, sorry sir. How am I what?
He replies with a paused puzzlement. His eyes dart to the vase and back to the man before him.
"Oh that, nah that wasn't me."
The boy chuckles, his bright green eyes examining the details of the grey suit.
"Is that real or an illusion?" he asked as he slowly cautiously reached out a single lone finger to touch the collar

@Dark Light

The boy reached out to touch the collar of Specter's suit. Specter moved too late. The boy's finger had already moved right through the collar before he could back away.

"You caught me... It's an illusion... In fact, all of me is an illusion." Specter tried to smile as he looked down in embarrassment. He would never be anything more than an illusion. That fact would always be disturbing. Living on his own plane of existence got old many millennia ago. He would never feel the touch of another person. He would never feel pain... or pleasure.

"If you like my style of clothing, I can make you appear the same, but it will be an illusion. Everyone will see it as real though! Is that what you want?" Specter tried to speak in an excited tone, but his heart was not in it anymore. The boy seemed to be as interested in material gain as anyone else. He was starting to become just as interesting as the most basic of life forms, only concerned with status and wealth.

@Pineappletumble

Ahhh yes, I'm Koru Elerren, traveller and a chronicler of sorts" The man bowed his head slightly out of respect, and the pair shook hands. "Your question though has many answers and I'm sure it would differ depending on the individual in question. I for one am simply lost, as the trees in this area are quite vague with their directions"

Koru's attention briefly drifted to the front door. Hardwick glanced at the stranger sitting with them; her face impassive, but her gaze cold and probing. He felt a chill creep down his spine - he couldn't place it, but there was something wrong about her...

"Well Mr. Hardwick," Koru continued. "I've told you my story on how I came to this place; I would see it only fair you sell me yours."

'Well...' Hardwick began slowly. He wracked his mind for the particulars, the events of the past few days were a whiskey-muddled blur - although, perhaps that was for the best. '... I was in a bit of a jam. I was poking around in the business of some real nasty characters, and they caught onto me. Their whole cul- gang, their whole gang cornered me in a town just southwest of Dunwich. I ran down an alley and found a door, and the door... Well... It led me here.' He paused, unsure whether he should continue. 'To be honest, this tavern is the safest place I've been in years.'

Ben let out a breath, and sat down at the counter once more. He gave the wraith a smile, getting used to such odd residents here. "Well met." he said to him, before turning to Willow. "Could I please get aaaaaa....meat lovers pizza?" he asked inquisitively. This place seemed to have everything. Did it really? "If you need to make it yourself from scratch, you don't need to. I'd hate to bother you like that." Ben looked over to Ayeka and smiled, waving her over to join him.@Varicke@Alisdragon911@SkeletonShadow

@Balthazar007

"Hah, knew it." He scoffed proudly. "Ah nah I will be ok, while no one can reasonably refute the power of appearance, knowing it's a lie will exclude me from the best of those benefits. Plus, it's not quite my style" he casually replies adding a playful tone to the end.

A faint distant hopeful gleam grows in his bright green eyes.
"But what about these scars?" He asks pointing to the many sketchy lines dug across his face.

@SkeletonShadow@POOHEAD189

Knutik held his hands together in what could only be an attempt at being polite as he tried to patiently wait for his orange juice. You'd think the simple pleasure of drinking orange juice was extremely rare for him considering he looked like a kid in a candy store... well you know if that kid looked like a monster from a living nightmare. When the glass was placed and the lovely lady said her piece, Knutik conjured some shadows to form into a straw and sipped happily. He didn't even care where it was going but it tasted delicious.

He was occupied finishing the last of his beverage when he heard someone speak in his direction. "Well met." A slightly muscular looking man had taken a seat at the counter. Knutik looked over his side wondering if he was speaking to someone else only to find nobody. He aptly replied with a small wave of his hand before the guy started ordering pizza. He distractedly watched him closely, not use to being this close to actual humans before, and hadn't noticed that he was out of orange juice until he accidentally knocked the glass over, the straw still in his 'mouth'. A windy sigh escaped him before he placed the glass right side up again and made his conjured shadow straw of deadly terror disappear.

The shade looked around, admiring the tavern's interior before realizing he was beginning to feel slight boredom. He didn't know just how long he was willing to stay here since the sight of so many people around him that could see him almost felt overwhelming. Though of course if worse comes to worse he could always hide in that vase. He once again began to watch the human seated next to him and pondered a mischievous thought.

@SkeletonShadow@POOHEAD189

Ayeka wakes up from her cat nap and notices Ben waving at her to come join him. She gets up and walks over to the bar and sits next to Ben. "Hello, sir Ben." She said to him wondering if Willow wanted her to get back to work. She is also wondering if a pizza taste good , like pasta did back home. You could tell the courious in her eyes as she wanted to know more about everything.

Jet wasn't happy with all of the question people. She one was not in the mood anymore for questions she had no answers to. She wouldn't appear a fool so she had stayed silent as the they all slowly forgot of her exisitance. It wasn't the first time she simplely faded into the scenery. She was quitegood at it if iu suppose. @Pineappletumble

She watched the newcomers come in. It was always a flow of new people. Here, she liked that, the new faces, the entertainment from it. Realizing herself without drink patiently she raised a few fingers towards the barmaid she sull hasn't caught a name to. @Alisdragon911

Taking in details there's were mostly men now in the tavern, that was the case most of the time. One in particular, who lit the sense of danger right up here again. It had been creeping up, as it does with new people, and had decided to show itself. Her hair Darking to a shade of ink black as the darkness started weaving up her arm.

"Can I get a glass of whiskey. Don't care what type. "

Ben had given the shade a friendly greeting and gone back to his own thing. But as the seconds slipped by he turned back to the ghost-like entity. A smile slowly curved onto his lips, though his eyes showed he was a bit confused, albeit amused, by the continual examination this one was giving him. Before he decided to speak, his friend Ayeka sat down next to him. She even referred to him as Sir. "And hello Lady Ayeka. You taking a break?" he asked her with a smile. He hadn't had much of a chance to talk to her in length since he was first brought here. His dark brown eyes caught a movement behind her, that woman from earlier obviously wanting her to get back to work. He'd wait to see if his Elven friend would need to go or not.
@Alisdragon911@Varicke@Song Book

Lilith smashes the door open, runs in, and spins in her place. When her momentum stops, she makes a finger gun gesture with her left hand, and promptly "fires" her gun while whispering "bang". She giggles in joy, and then says excitingly:

"Sup, everybody! I sincerely apologize for that flashy enterance, I just wanted to do this for so long! With the rushing in and the fingerguns... there's more to it than that but I think that's enough for now."
She pauses, and starts stepping towards the bar with a song in her heart.
"I, uh, didn't plan very far. Pff, of course." She proclaims, in a slightly tense tone. She stops for a moment, as her brain slowly begins to process the situation.
"This... this ended up being awkward than funny. But hey, another entry removed from my bucket list, I guess."
She continues walking towards the bar, and sits down, seemingly unfazed by the whole ordeal. "I'll take a Whiskey with some Tonic Water, if you please."

Willow rushes about, getting a pizza for Ben @POOHEAD189 from the kitchen where she had called out to the chef minutes before, then grabbing @DancingEagle the newcomer their requested drinks. She then looked around to see if anyone else needed anything before ducking out of the tavern back into the comfort of her rooms, leaving behind a near transparent humanoid figure to take care of drinks and food while she was away. The figure would stand at attention until called upon, complete the request and then return to attention until Willow decided to make it disappear again.

Lilith watches @SkeletonShadow with curiosity. She had never seen anything like it. "Wow, that's... that's pretty cool. All the barkeeps I ever interacted with were jaded minimum-wage 20-somethings with no special powers!"
"Thank God for fake IDs", she mutters under her breath, "that was the shit back in the day."

Lilith raises the glass and says with almost nationalist pride: "For the Fatherland!" and takes a sip. "Just as I remember it."

Lilith looks around for someone to strike a conversation with. "You look like an interesting bloke". Lilith points towards @POOHEAD189, and grabs a chair right next to Ben, with her drink still at hand. "Hey, I'm Fatherland, nice to meet you." she exclaims with glee, and pats Ben on the back.

@Song Book@POOHEAD189@DancingEagle

"I am on break intill that robot mess orders up," Ayeka says watching the robot serve whiskey to a female patron. Before long she had to cover her ears from a loud voice who is sitting on Ben's other side. She is woder if she. Is being to formal with her new friends as she looks den at her hands as she is in deep thought.

@POOHEAD189 looks preoccupied. Perhaps he's had enough of Fatherland's bullshit. "I'm always here if you need someone to talk to!" she greets him with a temporary goodbye and waves. On her way, she notices @Alisdragon911 looking peculiarly at her hands. "Hey there! I, uh, I'd like to apologize again for my introduction, it was really out of place. At least... the finale was. How are you doing these days?" Fatherland asks with great curiosity, raises her glass and takes another sip from her Whiskey.

@Dark Light

Hiding scars, this was something that Specter could understand. After all, he changed his entire persona in order to look less intimidating. Specter wasted no time; with a wave of his hand the scars upon the boy's face disappeared.
"Remember, it is just an illusion. You can still feel them. Also, when I'm not around anymore, the illusion will fade." Specter leaned against a nearby chair... well... pretended to lean. "So I have a couple questions. For starters, what is your name?"

After thankfully being served a drink, by a robotic ghost like creature who sheassumed was left by the waiter girl in attempt to get out for a bit. Taking a short sip of the drink she promptly

The new girls flashly entrance gave jet just the worst feeling. That or the fact she's barely gotten good rest in how long. How long did she pass out earlier. It didn't matter.
There must be room left right? If not then she'd just leave when they arrived at a suitable area. Wherever that would be.

Heading her way towards The Barmaid @Alisdragon911 she scanned the females appearance again. Her two pointy ears only a small clue o what she could be.

She would wave slightly as to bring up the woman's attention. Finishing down her drink before she spoke.

"Do you happen to have a room open. For a days stay? I'm sure I have the cash appropriate for one. "

@Balthazar007

The boy touches his face. "How do I know if it's working? he asks, trailing his fingers along the invisible lines.

"Oh uh, my name is..." he begun before a new patron burst through the door and spun around fake shooting.
Before she had even stopped spinning the young man frantically dived into his booth for cover. Hands over his head expectantly, he peers up to the illusion of a man infront of him.

"It's not funny, if that was real at least I wouldn't be standing there with holes in my head! Dying hurts, I'm not to fond of it..."

@DancingEagle

Whatever Knutik had planned flew right out the window when a loud boom was heard as a battle-ready lady busted in 'guns' blazing. Eyes widened like saucers, he shot from his spot like a bullet knocking over his seat and glass which shattered on the floor. In his panic he bumped into that cursed vase, breaking it again before he dashed into a wall and melded into the shadows, hiding. He only appeared as a large black patch on the wall with shadowy mist emanating from it.

It didn't seem like he'd be coming out of there on his own for a while after that scare.