The Tavern at the End of the World

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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.

"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.

He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.

 Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].

 He looks up, His skull face turning to face her. 

 She continues to play the song she was on. When she finished, she walked over. "You new?"

 "You could say that..." he said, placing his rod to the side.

 "Just did." She strummed a welcoming tune on her guitar a bit. "Welcome to the Tavern at the End of the World."

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*Ahhh... I've missed this place!*

Wolfe is doing some early morning playing of her guitar.

Taceli is sleepily polishing herself as she wakes up.

Sharlene hasn't slept, and spent the night holding herself in a handstand in her room. Her door is slightly open.

 Oritsu is by her feet

 She scritched his head, sleepily smiling.

 Caramel the Undead Cat runs over to Oritsu, meowing loudly.

 Oritsu opens a single golden eye. His tail begins to wag. 

 "Oh good, I found you. I require your help." Caramel says in dog language, her voice businesslike but slightly panicked.

 "With what excatly?"

 "I believe there is a bearded devil dwelling in the woods."

*My dad says Golden Eye was a really good shooter on the N64... man, he's old*

 

 "That is not my duty, I am here to protect the golden mini dragon"

 "Mini dragon?"

 Caramel looks up at Taceli. "Oh yeh, the kobold... I remembered her as less confident... something must have changed..."

 Taceli gives Caramel a nice, big smile.

 Caramel speaks to Taceli with her mind. 

Are you

there?

Are we

connected?

*Do you get the Deltarune references?*

 Umm, I think so?

*I think so.*

 Excellent.

Truly

excellent.

Now.

We may

begin.

Caramel is giving off some major creepy vibes.

 Taceli tilted her head a bit. Begin what?

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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.

"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.

He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.

 Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].

 Thirteen's face is contorted in frustration, his hand shaking so he's spilling a lot of his elf tea. "CUT THAT RACKET!!!!!" Thirteen yells.

*I've decided to make Thirteen act like an old man this morning*

 Wolfe just keeps on Rockin'!

 Thirteen snaps his fingers, and three skeletons go and intimidate her.

*WOLFE USED PK ROCKIN'! SMAAAAAAAASH! 331069 DAMAGE!*

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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.

"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.

He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.

 Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].

 He looks up, His skull face turning to face her. 

 She continues to play the song she was on. When she finished, she walked over. "You new?"

 "You could say that..." he said, placing his rod to the side.

 "Just did." She strummed a welcoming tune on her guitar a bit. "Welcome to the Tavern at the End of the World."

 He seems to bow his head a bit, the chains on his ankles and wrists clink as they move.

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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.

"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.

He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.

 Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].

 Thirteen's face is contorted in frustration, his hand shaking so he's spilling a lot of his elf tea. "CUT THAT RACKET!!!!!" Thirteen yells.

*I've decided to make Thirteen act like an old man this morning*

 Wolfe just keeps on Rockin'!

 Thirteen snaps his fingers, and three skeletons go and intimidate her.

*WOLFE USED PK ROCKIN'! SMAAAAAAAASH! 331069 DAMAGE!*

 Considering they're just skeletons and she knows about the tavern blessing, it surprisingly doesn't work, and she just kicks them into the air as bony confetti to visually decorate her song.