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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Blueflame
Fair enough then, sorry for this miss-understanding.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Blueflame
You could probably see him, in his world frame Pixies are about 50 cm tall with a full wing span of a meter.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Alisdragon911@ALonelyParrot@Blueflame
"Ice?" groggily the pixie's head swung around the room lazily, as his eyes fell over the slowly retreating frost coating the tavern. Almost as if it had forgotten to feel the cold a chill ran across the small pixie's body. Quickly his hands retreated to the relative warmth of his jacket pockets and wrapped the cloth around his body, the chill had done plenty to wake him up however the thumping in his head still remained leaving the him queasy.

"Gottcha..." upon looking at her companions he paused, either looking for the right words or simply trying to process what was in front of him. With all the subtlety of brick through a window Tic leaned into Ayeka and loudly whispered "Who's in the costume and in the cloak?"

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@timelord1101@Dark Light
I've edited Tic's sheet just to update the appearance photo.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Koru

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Koru's senses came rushing back to him as a chilled wind played on his face waking the elf. A thin layer of frost made his jolt back to reality a little more painful by lightly clinging to his hair. The walk that had led him to this tavern must have been more exhausting than he thought, sleeping in public was not a common even for him. Slowly he folded his book closed and gave a quick look around the tavern, there weren't many patrons he recognized in the room, the elf bartender was a welcome sight. Leaving some gold for his drink he made his way to the exit, he would have to remember this place.

Tic

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THUMP THUMP THUMP ring THUMP THUMP THUMP ring

The sound of what felt like a hot shot decker's playlist rapping against the inside of his skull slowly brought an unwilling Pixie back to the land of the living. Groaning he tried to fix his eyes on a single point on the ceiling, the room however must not have liked the way he was looking at it as it seemed to turn and squirm away from his focus. He could tell it was one of those nights as his buses from an ill picked fight made themselves known. He would have wanted to just curl up and die right there if that infuriated ringing wasn't keeping him from the lovely land of sleep.

Slowly the pixie clawed his way out of bed and across the floor to where he had discarded his jacket the night before, the source of sound vibrated slightly as the pixie punched a few keys on the screen and held it up to his ear.

"Tic?! where have you been man? I've been calling for day?!" the voice was vaguely familiar still a name escaped him at this time.

"hurbercheurber?" Apparently so too did speech his normal words having been replaced with incoherent mumbling and grunts.

"Fuck it, it don't matter right now" the voice sounded rushed with a hint of panic "Just lay low for a couple more days, that were house was hotter then we first thought K? Just stay low" and with that the voice stopped.

Swaying Tic stared at his comlink and got to his feet, well he was up now and he had the sneaking suspicion that the thumping in his brain wasn't going to let his sleep anyway. He took a weary step forward only to have his face meet the ground rather swiftly his foot crumpling under his own weight. A growl escaped his lips as he pushed himself up and out the door careful to tuck the key into one of his pockets.
@Dark Light
That taller bartender from when he was last awake was making his way down the hall, he looked a whole lot worse for ware. While he still had no kind feelings towards the man the guy had some respect. Offering the taller man a quick nod Tic knew better than to kick the man while he was down, that usually came back to bite him.
@Alisdragon911
Taking the stairs slowly and using the wall as a railing being too short to reach the wooden one above him Tic found the tavern to be the same loud place as it had been the night before. The thought of being alone in his room with the thumping seemed like a good option now if it weren't for the massive climb back he'd have to make. That lovely lass who served him last night meditating in the middle of the bar? doing his best to avoid the shuffling feet of patrons Tic Blundered his way over to the elf. Stopping just before here a had lazily rubbing his half closed eyes.

With surprising care he stretched out his arm allowing the tick mana in the air to lift him up by his wings he slowly and gently poker her cheek.

"What are ya doing?" he said in half yawn half whine

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Sorry I've been gone for so long, I was swamped with uni then too lazy to catch up with everything I'll try have something posed before morning.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Dark Light@Snarfulblast@ineffable
Carefully turning the pages of his book koru scanned the pages for anything that might resemble instruction on how one might construct a paper doll, one hand sifting through his spell components for the straw needed. His brow furrowed as he came closer to section that appeared to have a large amount of pages torn out, he had no rare collection of what or who had done this to his book or what may have been written there. Hesitating to turn past the torn section he reached for his wine, downing it all quickly and flipping pass with while he wasn't looking directly at it. The sight of regular notes on the other side where a little more comforting if not a little harder to read.

The old hand writing was harder to read both due to age and the quality of the handwriting itself, much to his joy what he hoped were instructions on making a straw doll were there. unlike his notes now these instructions had been messily packing into a corner of the page making them much harder to comprehend.

Gently he began to shape the stalks of grain into shape, though the more more he tried to hold it in place thew more the straw began to slide and shift out of place. His clumsy hands would try again and again to mold the straw into shape. A several broken shoots later he was about to put the finishing touches on the doll a loud and sudden shouting came from behind him causing him to jump and release his grip on the soon to be doll that now fell back into its components.

Koru looked upon the ruins of what should have been a simple task, he couldn't help but lament how much easier this would have been if the straw was still alive and not the dried out husk that lay before him. He put his head in his hands and began massaging his face, he could decide if he was more relieved or hurt when the barman offer the girl one of their own Straw dool then wait for him to finish.

When the barman returned he would probably order something a lot stronger to massage his wounded pride.

Orphanage for Supernatural

@BookGirl1993
It happens, don't worry about it.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Snarfulblast
Thanks for picking that up, I'll give that a fix now.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@gohKamikaze@Song Book@Alisdragon911@Dark Light@Snarfulblast
The wood elf ran his hand along his jaw thoughtfully; a straw doll was always something that had struck him as a peculiar thing. The idea of a cheap alternative to keeping a child entertained was not a strange concept but he could never quite wrap his head around it, still making a simple doll it couldn't be too hard and he probably might have something in his book.

"Well I'd be happy to lend any help I can" he stood giving his back a stretch and proceeding to the counter "As the barman said, you should probably join us inside as I fear any instructions I have may be quite deep in this tome" Now seated more comfortably he began combing through his pages, a little slower than before, no need to rush if he didn't need to.

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