[IC] TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

[Billsomething]

@Snarfulblast "Dae ye hae somethin' strang enaw tae kill a giant's liver?" Mr.Devil placed a diamond on the counter to compensate

[Snarfulblast]

@Billsomething"Aye." Snarf pours one of the stronger ales into one of the larger mugs he has. Handing the drink to Mr.Devil, he begins to wipe down the counter.

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Sophia

One of the Virtues of not being puritanical about sex is not feeling embarrassed after.

Current Attire
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Location
Walking to the bar and then upstairs to her room

Sophia waltzed into the tavern alongside a very handsome gentleman in a dark green suit which accentuated the hue of her formal dress. He led her to the @Snarfulblastbar where he ordered a bottle of Bollinger Grande Année Rosé 1999, one of her favorites. She smiled up at him through long lashes and flirtatiously gazed upon him. She had met him in the East Market where he had adoringly purchased the exquisite diamond necklace which hung delicately around her neck. It was laced with emerald gemstones that brought out her beautiful eyes. Her whispered a compliment in her ear that brought a blush to her ivory cheeks which was followed by a lighthearted giggle.

Sophia turned to the variety of guests and fellow employees. "Hello everyone! Today is a day worth celebrating!" They weren't aware, but she was about to make more money than she had ever acquired with her companion services. She extracted her Alliance card and handed it to the happy dwarf. "Please make sure to offer anyone here, any drink they would like until I return to retrieve my card Snarf." With a broad smile, the man turned her and they began to advance away from the bar, taking the bottle with him. Sophia acknowledged all her friends and smiled lightly at the strangers she didn't know.@tigerchuffs@Billsomething@SkeletonShadow She was a picture perfect high-class lady and it really showed today with her fluid movements and graceful appearance. "Free drinks for everyone! It's on me."

The refined man led her slowly up the stairs, hand in hand. He was all smiles and excitement, contagious towards Sophia who reacted in similar ways. As she reached the top, @Dark LightDorian was standing there. His luxe appearance caught her off guard. Her heart began to beat faster, at the memory of them together dancing in his office ignited butterflies in her stomach. Butterflies that this man by her side would never give her in return for any action that would occur in her bedroom. She politely nodded in his direction then turned and led the rich fellow down down the hall. She held the door open as he stepped in to her alluring room, which would immediately distract his attention. Her gaze sought out Dorian one last time. Her eyes were filled with desire once again. She tried to catch the tavern owner's sophisticated gaze...but knew he probably wanted nothing to do with her.

She disappeared into her room and would remain there for several days.

"You want me?
I walk down the hallway
You're lucky
The bedroom's my runway."

[Dark Light]

For no one

Dorians knuckles grew white under his tense grasp of the railing as he watched Sophia's 'theatrics' below.

'Lies and deceit'
He told himself as his stomach knotted. He daren't turn his head to face her as the two, enjoying each other's company, made their way up the stairs. Still every smile and suggestive touch they shared burned its way into his peripheral. His eyes looked elsewhere yet those were the images that bore through the consuming darkening tunnel vision as his sight hazily faded in, those were the images engraving their way into his brain.

Every giggle and exasperated breath echoed madly around his ears, so loudly that he could hear, no he could feel the underlying passion, excitement and hunger hidden in their voice. It taunted and teased him, the rest of the world fell silent compared to the deafening droning of Sophia's happiness with a man who just bought her.

Dorian had not breathed during her passing, his mouth full of wine that he casually sipped still sat idle on his tongue but he could not swallow.
The tavern began to spin...
Dorian felt a moment of weightlessness..
The lights went out, static noise bustled intensely in his head, the world slowed as his heart beats stretched out and then everything suddenly came to a screeching halt as the shadows reached out to him calling...

And then her door closed with a soft 'click', with a gulp Dorian swallowed his wine, breathed easily again and opened his eyes. Her scent still hung strongly in the air, at least to Dorian it did anyway.

No one would ever be any the wiser as to what just took place, even if they stared right at Dorian the whole time for he never gave off even the slightest indication to others of the world he lived in. That's just the way it was.

[tigerchuffs]

Vapid were the two pulses that entered the tavern. She turned, a red-bitten sunshine maiden, green eyes upon the woman who sparked such familiarity in the crowd. The thickness of red dress was pushed down with a palm, elongated nail hidden among it. A taste of romance never settled well on her tongue, the emotions of the living imparted themselves upon her. She'd found herself wrapped in the finest bedsheets more than once. The horned man @Billsomething brought a sense of caution to the mix. She hoped that he wouldn't cause much trouble...

She was fortunate to be undead. No disease could touch her. Paisley reviewed the beauty upon the man's arm with no shade of judgement, more or less pity in and of her chosen talent. Eyes closed, her ears focused on the three heart beats as @CandiBarr Sophia and @Dark Light Dorian met and passed on the case. Something forlorn crossed her face and served no purpose.

Strawberry blonde hair was pulled up and away from neck for a moment before the same hand smoothed along the red cloth of neck, and shoulder, stopping and slipping way. Free drinks, she'd partake if only to let the mystery about her simmer low.

It wasn't polite to give secrets so freely after all. She gave a soft sniff, not of sadness or indignance and left @Dark Light Arlen's side to the bar, her voice wise and soft upon the air. To @Snarfulblast the tender she spoke, "A strong red wine, warmed to loosen my nerves, please..." She introduced herself as a silent waltz, something slow and terribly polite, Paisley pulled up from what she fed upon. The girl in the carriage had been a playful heart, sunny and unforgettable. It was almost as if she felt the daylight upon her skin... It drifted in with each sip, her body a sponge to soak. She relished the feeling, knowing it would last only one night.

Drink, drink, won’t you drink with me, in the house we filled so lovingly?

[SkeletonShadow]

Willow settled in her seat, looking uncomfortable. She kept fidgeting and moving and her face showed that something was bothering her. She looked around the room constantly and was starting to have a look of panic. The air around her had grown dark, yet light at the same time. Willow's hair turned to a red color and her leg bounced quickly while her hand tapped on the table.

[Snarfulblast]

@tigerchuffs"Aye lass, strongest red wine we got is a Viper Blood Wine will that do?" Snarf pulls out the Viper Blood Wine and a crystal wine glass.

Imorteth turns to his guards,"Well so much for pleasantries. Ah well it's about time we left." Imorteth and his twenty guard leave the tavern almost silently if it weren't for their heavy metallic footsteps and slow pace it would have been a silent exit.

[Dark Light]

@SkeletonShadow
Arlen bounded over to the waitress, an excited look of bewildered amazement in his eyes.
In a rushed disbelief he fumbles over a question.
"Is all the food and drink really paid for by that lady and her husband!?"

He couldn't believe his luck, his eager grin threatening to split his face in two.

[SkeletonShadow]

Willow smiled, but panic was still clear as day in her eyes, "Uh.. yes... I-it's all paid for, but I don't th-think the man I-is her husband.." she stutters, quite unlike her usual self. @Dark Light

[tigerchuffs]

The rough tapping of @SkeletonShadow Willow's bouncing leg had drawn her attention before Imorteth's words. She nodded to him, pushing everything mystical of her abilities onto the strange maiden. If it worked well, all receiving senses would be dulled. Something to sate what panic had begun to fester... The influence was light enough that it would not draw alarm or interrupt the room, as it had briefly done for Arlen. If only she knew that there were others in need of this service, she might have quieted the entire room.

She turned to the dwarf @Snarfulblast, a kind smile, white teeth. "That will do nicely. Thank you, sir...?" She dragged her inquiry of his name, extending a second card with her name upon near the glass as he serviced. @Dark Light Arlen was given a strange look as the glass met her lips. She felt the warmth through the crystal. It seeped along her fingers. What she would do for a few warm blankets...

"Oh." Paisley realized that she hadn't discovered who to ask about a room yet. "Is there vacancy here? I am hoping to stay for some time..."

[SkeletonShadow]

Willows mind was heavily shielded and mind magic never worked on her. She jumped at every sounds, but had now gone completely still. It also became somewhat difficult to look at her directly, one of her defense mechanisms. Willows eyes had also stopped looking around the room and now focused on the entrance door, as if expecting something or someone to come bursting in. @tigerchuffs

[Dark Light]

@SkeletonShadow@tigerchuffs

Arlen was caught between his natural urge to help someone in distress and Willows magic that seemed to make her difficult to approach or look at. Then he felt it, Paisley's eyes upon him and the conundrum before him was no more.
He spins on his heels and quickly glides between tables and chairs to join her by her side at the bar.

"Your biggest meal and drink barkeep!"
He calls out loudly to @Snarfulblast.

His eyes fall again to Paisley as he watches her with interest.
"Haha, free food. My favourite!"

[SkeletonShadow]

Cat

The tavern door burst open and in walked a tall, thin girl. Though she was thin, it was hidden by layers of clothing, all ragged looking. She had a dangerous look about her. Her mass of curly, dark hair was tied up by a red bandana, and scars covered her face and body, some of them fresh.
Her gaze crossed the room and stopped near Willow. It didn't stay long before straying to the bar and the drinks. Cat walked up with unconscious grace and tapped her finger on the bar top.
"I need a drink," she said, lifting her chin as if daring anyone to challenger her.

[tigerchuffs]

Paisley's ideas as to why Willow @SkeletonShadow was so on edge fell flat. She had a natural resistance to the calming presence that had tried to pressure its way upon her. A pity, really, it looked like she either needed the tallest, smoothest drink possible.

@Dark Light Arlen returned to her side, her contact with the magical woman's visage disrupted by a hungry man. Instead, she smiled, choosing not to give a shred of worry to the disgruntled heart across the way. "It's rather refreshing to see someone take advantage of an offered situation." Her fingertips, warmed from the drink moved and touched his hand, his wrist.

She folded into herself, feeling the warmth sit in her stomach and mesh with the blood she'd feasted upon an hour prior. Had she really been her that long? Already? It was then that she looked over her shoulder, spying that there was no light outside. But it would undoubtedly come and she'd need to find room with thick curtains.

Before the door burst open, her voice took a tone which was hard to discern between playful or dark, "I do believe she said that the drinks were free... Though I would much rather have a free meal." Her gaze bore into his own for a moment before she took another sip of wine. And finally, the door burst open revealing a thin, scarred girl.

"Drinks are on the house tonight, courtesy of a... generous woman." In more ways than one would care to admit. And it was not free. It was for a price.

[SkeletonShadow]

Cat

Cat nodded to the woman, turning back to the bar, "Can I get some cider?" she asked deciding she'd rather keep her wits about her. It was a new and strange place after all. @tigerchuffs

Willow

Willow got up very slowly and quietly and slid across the room before running out and to her own room, locking the door and backing up until she hit a wall. She slid down until she was sitting in the corner, facing the door and settled down for a long while until she felt safe again.

[Dark Light]

@SkeletonShadow@tigerchuffs
"Hey you gotta take what you can get, did you see the size of that diamond!?"
He is caught off guard by her touch and finds himself free of thought as he is caught in her eyes.
Then the door is opened and Arlen spins to see the new occupant, "woah she looks tough..." He mumbles as she heads to the bar.

"I'm sure they would get you a meal if you just asked!"

Arlen is full of confidence and positivity, his eager eyes curiously taking in all the patrons and a friendly vibrant smile was glued to his face.

[Snarfulblast]

Snarf quickly fills everyones order. Wiping sweat from his brow, he let's out a sigh."Whew, not used to this many people in this place."

[tigerchuffs]

@Snarfulblast "It must be even nicer to know that there aren't any in the bar that could swindle you, Snarf." (Assuming he'd told her his name, since she inquired earlier!) Since it was all paid for. Hopefully the man upstairs wouldn't redact his wager on the beautiful, emerald-eyed woman. Not that Paisley suffered in coin and she'd cover any loss. @Dark Light Arlen was given another secretive, strange smile as he spoke of a meal being granted.

"My stomach is a bottomless pit. If I had exactly what I needed," Which very well might have been a horde of mindless blood-bags, "I might be a very happy woman. This wine is lovely. I might have another." She hinted to the dwarf behind the counter, giving him time to prepare the next, again, warm.

Even as the glass slowly chilled in her hand, as it soaked through her body, she felt a flush of pink dance along her face. It buzzed with what life remained mixture of blood and wine. The damned woman wanted to keep the feeling of life about her as long as possible. "Yes, she does." Was addressed to @SkeletonShadow Cat's visage. Scars, fresh scratches. She smiled. That would not be a woman she'd meddle with.

Not today.

[Billsomething]

@tigerchuffs Liam drank his ale as if it would be last which might has well be if continues drinking at such a rate, but before that could happen (Unfortunately) something else happened to catch his interest and it happened to Paisley (God Help her) "Weel weel whit dae we hae haur" he said as stepped away from the counter and sauntered towards the vampire girl "Whats a sic' braw lookin' lass loch ye daein' haur?" if Liam had eyes one would notice that he was looking at Paisley's cleavage

[SkeletonShadow]

Cat

Cat ended up grabbing her cider and taking a seat at a table, facing the door and a view of everyone else. She looked again to the spot Willow had been in, but she seemed to have vanished. Cat gritted her teeth and nearly drained the cider. She ended up leaving shortly after.