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@Katakuri@Liegelord - Dorian.
The finely kept barkeep in an immaculate suit.

With a gratuitous nod Dorian greets the newcomer then politely excuses himself of the current company leaving Vendril to answer the question as he continues to tend to new patrons. Some of the non-outstanding type. Those of unremarkable appearance or personality that seemingly just fade into the background. (Quiet NPC’s.)
Alrighty, gonna try catch up on all posts today
@aia2022
All good, I left you hanging for a while first.

I got in another reply though
@LiegeLord

It’s rare that we have little more option than liking where we are at or living in misery.” Dorian says with a certainty and look beyond that of his usual confidence and surety that says this tibbit of wisdom is one long learned through experience.

As if they were always in his hands, (although they were not) Dorian settles down two shot glasses between them, and pouring from a modest height fills both up with a flowing dark green liquid that nearly glows as it cascades down into the small glass container, without a single drop spilling.

Most of us cannot change who we were. Most of the time we don’t even truly know who we are right now.
But we can always work on being who we want to be.”


With that last line he picks up one of the tiny drinks, holds it out to Vendril, and after the glasses chink, throws back the vile drink and lets it burn its way down his throat. Giving a forced smile as it does.
@aia2022
”Hell no. Why would I want you to take it off?” he asked sliding down into a seat nearby.
”It’s much more exciting this way.”

Still grinning at that mask, Clay clicked his fingers in the air and spoke in a language that seemed beyond him. The sounds came out like a low bubbling beneath water, syllables just beyond the grasp of comprehension. Like the words teetered in the peripheral of ones ears, there was something there but it could not be focused on. They were laced with shadow and darkness, audibly so as well as visually.

He only yawned as he lean back. A serving shadow imp forming on the table before them. It’s wide hollow eyes looking from Clay to Lavender and then back again as it held out a clean clear bottle, near as large as itself, a caramel brown liquid sloshing about within.

”Work here long enough and you learn some tricks.” he says, ignoring the fact that Lavender seems to be ignoring him.
”Want to see if it can get you anything?”

Clay takes the bottle from the small demonic creature. Hands now empty, it takes its own tail in those long claw like fingers and shyly hugs it against its boney chest as it stands waiting.
@LiegeLord

Dorian took to wiping the bench, his gaze down as he spoke quietly. A stern serious edge tinting his voice.

Even those powerful beings that define themselves god’s cannot truly ever grant anything with 100 percent certainty. Life is layered with mystery and chaos...
This is not a refuge for one to hide from his own past, present or future. But at the same time who the patrons were or who they will become is not of our concern.
The tavern decides who will come and when they will go. It’s reasonings are a mystery even to me. Besides, it wasn’t their time to leave, they are simply
” he pauses to look up at Vendril thinking of the next words. “In another room.

As the polished wood shines with a clean sheen a professional and slightly distracted smile spreads across Dorians face.

Then with an assuring nod he adds.
”I’m 99.9 percent sure that nothing will happen here that you are not yet ready for.” The words as cryptical as the expression on his face.
@Dark Light
Unknowing of the extent of what he was doing, but at least had the idea that the man was busy so he expected to wait a bit. Surprise hitting him for a moment before smiling as he leans forward on the counter. "Sorry for being a bother, I just was curious about that being that showed up earlier. Reminded me of somethin and I was just wanting to ask." Seeming chipper as usual yet there was a hint of something else behind his eyes, as if he was struggling with something. Besides that, before Dorian could reply he also added on as he straightens up. "And if you need help I'd be happy to assist, seeing as you now have a full house!"


“Assistance is always appreciated, it would be nice to rely on the tavern imps a bit less. You will be accordingly compensated.” He said with a nod and a smile.
“Now, what is in on your mind?”
@LiegeLord

Dorian was as calm and hostly as ever. Attentive to everyone’s needs before they were even aware of them. He shifted through the people, wiping tables and moving chairs with an unnatural ease and efficiency. He slid amongst the patrons barely noticeable. More than once he was in the right spot at the right time to catch a falling glass or stop a chair from toppling over.
But as seamlessly busy as he was, when Vendril spoke he was there, fully attentive and his elegant clothing as pristine and immaculate as always.

“How may I help?”
After slipping through the gathering people the young dark haired waiter boy returns from the kitchen very VERY carefully carrying a thick heavy mug.
His eye are trained intently on it, only flicking up for the briefest moments to spot those around him. Steam billows and curls up from the open rim and a soft glow illuminates his face.

Each step is slow and steady as he works extremely hard to keep the liquid container level. Slowly weaving amongst the people coming and going as he makes his way towards the little girl.@PhansiteMona
The boy nearly walking right into the tall four-armed figure that just entered the tavern. The liquid and glowing light from the mug sloshing precariously close to escaping for one breath stopping moment. @Zyx
@Zyx
Interesting character, is he from some sort of rp game?
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