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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@aia2022

More than one wraith turned its attention to the blade, but before any could claim it, Clay snatched it way from beneath the outstretched ghostly hands.
He gives Lavender a mischievous grin as he recklessly makes his way across the room towards the bar, barely dodging multiple angry wraith or frightened fleeing customer here and there.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Katakuri
”Yesss” the undead creature replied with a low raspy hiss as it grabbed Ghairs shoulders with its sharp shadowy hands.
”Your soul!”
It’s red glowing eyes stare flare brighter as it inhaled deeply sucking at Ghair’s life force.

Meanwhile, as the strange creatures mighty roar settles, it is replaced by the commotion and screaming of the average patrons.
A young man teeters precariously on the railings atop the stairs as he tries to backaway from a lodge shadowy wraith.

A young woman scrambles frantically amongst chairs and tables as a wraith rots them to dust with a touch, steadily following her.

Dorian has vanished.

The young server boy is kneeling, eyes closed and chanting. To what effect, it is unclear.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@EVERYONE

Back at Clays table the imp retuned with a small ‘pop’ of shadows. It startled clay and caused him to drop his bottle.
The small creature looked hurt and exhausted but in its hands it held a long thin dagger, as requested.
Upon initial viewing it was clear this was no ordinary dagger. It exude a menacing and vile aura. The imps were dark creatures but something about this dagger was far darker than they were. It’s intentions were pure malice and death.

The imp quickly toss it to Clay who momentarily admired it before handing it over to the fox masked lady. ”Huh, looks like it can get other things.” he said slightly amused but equally nonchalant. Before he could command it to get him another drink the demonic little creature flew off and settled behind the Naga.

A chill breeze swept through the tavern. Breaths soon turned mist, ice crystals formed in settled liquid. The fire dwindled and died against the plummeting drop in temperature.

Emerging from the darkest corners of the ceiling and walls, sinister, spectral figures robed in darkness emerged. One after another they came forth. They had no visual features or appendages, except for their glowing red eyes. Eyes that radiated with a clear malevolence and disdain for the living.
They circled the tavern swooping amongst the patrons effortlessly with an agile speed, spreading an empty coldness in their wake.

[[TAVERN EVENT- !Wraiths invade the tavern!]]

Wraiths in the tavern

-The wraiths will only target people who interact with them, so if the cold isn’t too troublesome feel free to ignore them and carry on your business (it’s an optional event)
-They will target the innocent NPC’s
-The more powerful your character, the more numerous or powerful wraiths you will attract.
-Wraiths are highly (but not completely) resistant to physical damage, and strongly resistant to most magic.
-They feed on life force, by sucking it from a creature in close proximity.
-There are some cruel ones that can manifest claws to inflict pain and disease.
-There are some more haunting one that have telekinesis.
-Don’t expect me to play every single one of them, have your own fun. Leave open opportunities for others to help you.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Katakuri

”I tire of cooking, if you could take over from that it would be greatly appreciated. I’m sure you can find your way around the kitchen. We have a pretty extensive range of supplies. The imps back there will source the ingredients for you, just let them know you are boss.
But you will also need to take take the orders and cover the bar if you are not cooking. Think you can handle that?”

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Katakuri
”Well.” Dorian says as he places his hands down on the table in a manner concluding the interview the interview.
”Without you being sure of your exact skill set or experience I see only one solution, a trial period of various tasks until you find one that you excel at. If there is one. We hold our employees to a high standard here.”

It was at that moment, as if in defiance to Dorian, Clay the shirtless rugged bar keep dropped a bottle and and only laugh as it shattered over the floor.

Dorian held his composure but you could tell he was stirring beneath the near implacable mask.
”There are exceptions and circumstances to some rules.”

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Katakuri

Dorian motions to a nearby table before taking a seat.
”Well, lets get this interview started then.” he says after Ghair joins him. Clasping his hands together above the table he begins.

”Firstly, I am Dorian Radshaw, the proprietor of this establishment. It’s a pleasure to meet you. So tell me a bit about yourself. Where are you from and what experience might you have? What do you have to offer?”

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Katakuri

A curious smile tugged at dorians lips, contrasted by a knowing glint in his eyes as he turned to face Ghair.
”It is not by chance that I work here, but the answer to your question is yes.” he says politely with a slight nod.
”How can I be of assistance?”

He took the measure of Ghair with a single look, assessing the man before him. But he did not look him over, or study his unusual skin, he only look into his eyes with an appraising glare, an intent focus, as he awaited patiently for a reply.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@aia2022

As Clay stared at the imp it seemed to shrink in on itself.
”A dagger hey.” he says with a toothy smile. ”Lets be more specific ” Those strange sounds seem to resonate from his mouth again, of a vocabulary that doesn’t belong in this world. They seem to have a physical effect on the imp as the air shimmers and distorts around.
”Morgul blade, you think you hear Clay say, just before a deep darkness starts to grow over the imps oily black skin, slowly surrounding it entirely, it’s large pale eyes last before it violently rips the little creature from existence.”

”Oh, now I guess we just wait and see.” Clay says sitting back in his chair and taking a swig from his ale.

Meanwhile the young boy looks on with an expression caught between horror and disgust. You notice his fists are tightly clenched at his side.

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@Song Book

Ethodi might hear a whisper, there’s a familiarity to it as there is with all whispers. It was not in the sound or the tone but more where it was coming from, and that was nowhere.
The whisper echoed again in her head.

”Sorry, sorry. I am currently... ‘preoccupied’ but I will be with you as soon as I can. I will bring you more molluscs too!”

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Zyx & Young Server boy.

”Th, thank you.” The young boy stammers. His eyes not leaving the cup precariously balancing on a small plate in his hand, as if trying to use sheer will alone to keep the glowing boiling liquid in its container.
After a few more careful feet of movement he slowly slides the plate down onto an empty table only to look up and around, noticing the intended recipient is now gone.

Defeated he frowns and stands idly lost.
His eyes soon drift back to the fox-masked lady and Clay

@aia2022 and Clay.
”Honestly, never thought to try ask for anything else.” Clay says with a look of surprise and a tone of truth.
”Lets give it a go.” He leans forward excitedly with a grin as his gaze sweeps from Lavender to the nervous little imp that looks like it wants to be anywhere but where it currently is. ”Who’s incited the wrath of our angry little Fire Fox?” Clay asks teasingly.