The Tavern at the End of the World

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Orvar is writing a treatise on existential philosophy

Jim is petting Scrum and taking a nap in one of the booths

Tara is knocking back shots and getting relaxed

 Tevelin goes over to Orvar. "Well, I'm not a very good spy, it might take several years to get HALF the information to save Krathian and Allison."

 "Look, I already told you, I can gather enough on my own. You don't need to keep doing this for me, though I greatly appreciate all you've done. I can feed telepathically off the various thoughts of the tavern patrons now. Kind of like what you would call a flumph."

 "Okay, but I have some advice: Klei or Ettor. Bards know a lot about people, and I can tell they have a lot of secrets."

 "Fair enough, thank you for the advice."

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Orvar is writing a treatise on existential philosophy

Jim is petting Scrum and taking a nap in one of the booths

Tara is knocking back shots and getting relaxed

 *Description from her intro yesterday*

A 5'10 woman walks in, looking around with a very jovial/inquisitive facial expression. She has a mixture of different types of clothing, it seems both expensive and cheap somehow, comfortable but restricting at the same time. *Not bothering with specifics, enjoy you imagination on that bit* Her hair was long, messy, and very wild. A bit of it hung over the left half of her face, hiding it. It was chocolate brown, with streaks of various colors running through it occasionally. Her right eye was emerald green, and she had a tattoo of a club (like from a card set) on her cheek below her eye. Her skin was a very healthy color, and seemed natural, with no makeup. She looked around for a bit before walking over to a table and pulling out a deck of cards and shuffling them.

Ace approaches Tara, shuffling some cards in her hands and smiling.

 "Hella miss" says Tara before knocking back another shot and passing one to Ace. 

 Ace accepted the shot and knocked it back as well."Hello. You seem like you'd like to play a game."

 "I'm down fer it, depends on th game" 

 She chuckled and set the cards down on the table. "Whatever gambling game you want, babe."

 "Heh, babe. 'S been a long *hic* time since anyun's called me that." She chuckles and leans back against the bar. "Aright, how about a game o' thirty-one."

 She smiled. "Wonderful choice!" She grabs her deck and starts shuffling it. "How mush would you like to bet?"

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*Hello! I fear for Klei greatly. Poor guy can't catch a break...*

Thirteen is arranging Arrow to capture Savuthan for... some reason.

Tevelin is shooting arrows at things.

Klei is hiding in the kitchen in the present, and not stabbing Poppy in the past.

 Ettor wakes up, yanws, stretches, then chuckles as he turns invisible and enters the kitchen.

 *Does he open the door, or does he pass through magically?"

 *Magically, so that Klei shouldn't notice just yet.... it's time for some fun. :)*

 The kitchen resembles a regular kitchen, and Klei stands in one corner. He looks terrified and sleep deprived, holding a javelin loosely.

 Ettor invisibly smiles and levitates up into the darkness of the rafters, then heads over to above Klei, where he's practically invisible even without being invisible. He sits there for a bit, thinking. He smiles and makes an illusion of something dark shifting around the corner of one of the counters.

 "Huh!?" Klei seemed to be dozing off, now he jumps up and points the javelin in the corner. "Who's there??"

 Ettor makes a sound illusion of the floor creaking unnaturally.

 Klei begins pointing the javelin in random directions, looking near the brink of insanity.

 Ettor holds in a chuckle. A ball of darkness appears in the middle of the room.

 "Wh-what the heck is that??" Klei hurtles the javelin at the thing.

 It passes through and goes out the other side, covered in some sort of black slime. An evil-sounding chuckle echoes throughout the room as the floor starts shifting, looking as though it was a mirage, and tentacles starts coming from the rafters.

 "[1GP]! Oh yeah, stupid blessing. Also AAAAAHHHHH!!!! [1GP]!!!" Klei huddles into the corner, hyperventilating.

 Suddenly, everything disappears and goes back to normal, except for the javelin, it still had black slime on it, and Ettor started cackling loudly from his spot in the rafters.

 Klei doesn't do anything, he seems to be traumatized and doesn't move, his face hidden in his hands.

 A hand covered in a clawed gauntlet appears on his shoulder.

*Ettor's description in case you don't know the specifics of it.*

Clothing: A black leather unbuttoned trench coat, no shirt, baggy black leather pants held up by a chain, and a pair of boots that look like combat boots. A pair of clawed gauntlets on both of his hands.

Features: Pale skin, dark crimson irises, Messy hair (like a bedhead), the color of his hair is inky black.

 Nobody thought Klei could scream any louder, but he did. "AAAH I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY! I'LL LEAVE FOREVER IF YOU WANT, JUST PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!"

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Orvar is writing a treatise on existential philosophy

Jim is petting Scrum and taking a nap in one of the booths

Tara is knocking back shots and getting relaxed

 *Description from her intro yesterday*

A 5'10 woman walks in, looking around with a very jovial/inquisitive facial expression. She has a mixture of different types of clothing, it seems both expensive and cheap somehow, comfortable but restricting at the same time. *Not bothering with specifics, enjoy you imagination on that bit* Her hair was long, messy, and very wild. A bit of it hung over the left half of her face, hiding it. It was chocolate brown, with streaks of various colors running through it occasionally. Her right eye was emerald green, and she had a tattoo of a club (like from a card set) on her cheek below her eye. Her skin was a very healthy color, and seemed natural, with no makeup. She looked around for a bit before walking over to a table and pulling out a deck of cards and shuffling them.

Ace approaches Tara, shuffling some cards in her hands and smiling.

 "Hella miss" says Tara before knocking back another shot and passing one to Ace. 

 Ace accepted the shot and knocked it back as well."Hello. You seem like you'd like to play a game."

 "I'm down fer it, depends on th game" 

 She chuckled and set the cards down on the table. "Whatever gambling game you want, babe."

 "Heh, babe. 'S been a long *hic* time since anyun's called me that." She chuckles and leans back against the bar. "Aright, how about a game o' thirty-one."

 She smiled. "Wonderful choice!" She grabs her deck and starts shuffling it. "How mush would you like to bet?"

 She opens a pocket and throws a small pouch onto the table. "Abou' that much."

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Silver is nibbling at a bread roll at a table.

 Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)

 *Hehehe*

Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.

 Sable walks over and sits down

 Silver freezes and stays quiet.

 Sable speaks up "Hello silver"