Lord's Rest Inn

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Jefferson is humming 'Back in Black' to himself as he stands over a sizzling pan of bananas, expertly caramelizing them to perfection. The restaurant is buzzing with activity, as the breakfast rush is in full swing. Customers are filing in, eagerly waiting to be seated, while the staff frantically rushes around to take orders, refill glasses and serving food. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon and sweet caramelized bananas fills the air, adding to the energetic and lively atmosphere of the bustling restaurant.

Belladonna and Simona, two mystics with expertise in the dark arts, are currently stationed outside and are offering their services to anyone who desires to seek blessings from the dark gods. These blessings are believed to bring good fortune, protection, and an overall increase in power to the recipient. Belladonna is dressed in light white robes, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders and green eyes assessing people who stand before Simona, who is dressed in thick black robes and a halo of white flowers. 

Angel, a fashion designer, is sitting outside on a cozy and sunny morning. He has a steaming cup of coffee in his hand and a sketchbook on his lap. With a pencil in hand, he is meticulously sketching out a new idea for a dress, paying attention to every detail in the design. The soft breeze is gently blowing his short black hair. Angel is so engrossed in his work that he hardly notices anything around him.

Mauric approaches them, curious.

 Simona watches, tilting her head. She smiles gently and kneels down (she is 7'0) "Hello dear.."

“Hi!” He says cheerfully. “Are you guys fortune tellers or something?”

 She shakes her head and Belladona speaks up "We are voices of the dead.. Blessers."

“Oh. What does that mean? Can you talk to dead people? Like a… a… what are they called… a medium?”

 "Somewhat. We are Oracles, Mystics, Magicians, or Witches. We work with the Dark Gods." Simona said.

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Jefferson is humming 'Back in Black' to himself as he stands over a sizzling pan of bananas, expertly caramelizing them to perfection. The restaurant is buzzing with activity, as the breakfast rush is in full swing. Customers are filing in, eagerly waiting to be seated, while the staff frantically rushes around to take orders, refill glasses and serving food. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon and sweet caramelized bananas fills the air, adding to the energetic and lively atmosphere of the bustling restaurant.

Belladonna and Simona, two mystics with expertise in the dark arts, are currently stationed outside and are offering their services to anyone who desires to seek blessings from the dark gods. These blessings are believed to bring good fortune, protection, and an overall increase in power to the recipient. Belladonna is dressed in light white robes, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders and green eyes assessing people who stand before Simona, who is dressed in thick black robes and a halo of white flowers. 

Angel, a fashion designer, is sitting outside on a cozy and sunny morning. He has a steaming cup of coffee in his hand and a sketchbook on his lap. With a pencil in hand, he is meticulously sketching out a new idea for a dress, paying attention to every detail in the design. The soft breeze is gently blowing his short black hair. Angel is so engrossed in his work that he hardly notices anything around him.

 

 Slowly walking down the road in a leather jacket, white t-shirt, black jeans, and red combat boots is a young man. He has messy white hair, a pierced ear and lip with small hoops through them, and warm hazel eyes. Over his shoulder is a sword and he carries himself with an air of casualness. He smiles a bit as he walks, his incisors very sharp. Ban sees this and steps into the shadows, watching through narrowed eyes.

 Simona raises an eyebrow, watching silently. Belladona snorts and closes her book.

 Ban taps his foot slowly, continuing to eye the duo.

 Belladona waves him over. 

 He sighs and does so, shifting his sword a bit.

 Simona beams, kneeling down [She is 7'0]. "Hello there." She says softly.

 Ban (being 6'1") looks up. "Yo."

 "How're you today?" She asks.

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Jefferson is humming 'Back in Black' to himself as he stands over a sizzling pan of bananas, expertly caramelizing them to perfection. The restaurant is buzzing with activity, as the breakfast rush is in full swing. Customers are filing in, eagerly waiting to be seated, while the staff frantically rushes around to take orders, refill glasses and serving food. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon and sweet caramelized bananas fills the air, adding to the energetic and lively atmosphere of the bustling restaurant.

Belladonna and Simona, two mystics with expertise in the dark arts, are currently stationed outside and are offering their services to anyone who desires to seek blessings from the dark gods. These blessings are believed to bring good fortune, protection, and an overall increase in power to the recipient. Belladonna is dressed in light white robes, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders and green eyes assessing people who stand before Simona, who is dressed in thick black robes and a halo of white flowers. 

Angel, a fashion designer, is sitting outside on a cozy and sunny morning. He has a steaming cup of coffee in his hand and a sketchbook on his lap. With a pencil in hand, he is meticulously sketching out a new idea for a dress, paying attention to every detail in the design. The soft breeze is gently blowing his short black hair. Angel is so engrossed in his work that he hardly notices anything around him.

 

 Slowly walking down the road in a leather jacket, white t-shirt, black jeans, and red combat boots is a young man. He has messy white hair, a pierced ear and lip with small hoops through them, and warm hazel eyes. Over his shoulder is a sword and he carries himself with an air of casualness. He smiles a bit as he walks, his incisors very sharp. Ban sees this and steps into the shadows, watching through narrowed eyes.

 Simona raises an eyebrow, watching silently. Belladona snorts and closes her book.

 Ban taps his foot slowly, continuing to eye the duo.

 Belladona waves him over. 

 He sighs and does so, shifting his sword a bit.

 Simona beams, kneeling down [She is 7'0]. "Hello there." She says softly.

 Ban (being 6'1") looks up. "Yo."

 "How're you today?" She asks.

 "Eh, fine I guess." he says, picking some lint off of his shirt.

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*an affront to nature. How can the animation be WORSE after 14 YEARS?!*

“Then…!!” Threksos swings at Ban violently. Attack: 19 Damage: 6

 *Indeed*

Ban takes the attack and looks down at the ax in his side. "Aw man....I really liked this jacket." he grumbles, yanking the ax out with one hand.

Threksos is shocked. “You have superhuman strength from the workings of the devils!!” He slams into Ban with his horns. Attack: 22 Damage: 15 bludgeoning damage.

 Ban grunts a bit, yanking the horns out. "You're running my outfit dude." then, in one fluid motion he swings his sword. Attack: 25 Damage: 29

Threksos roars, “CONSECRATE ME, O LARASH!” And charges. Attack: 18 Damage: 10 bludgeoning damage plus 11 piercing damage.

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Jefferson is humming 'Back in Black' to himself as he stands over a sizzling pan of bananas, expertly caramelizing them to perfection. The restaurant is buzzing with activity, as the breakfast rush is in full swing. Customers are filing in, eagerly waiting to be seated, while the staff frantically rushes around to take orders, refill glasses and serving food. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon and sweet caramelized bananas fills the air, adding to the energetic and lively atmosphere of the bustling restaurant.

Belladonna and Simona, two mystics with expertise in the dark arts, are currently stationed outside and are offering their services to anyone who desires to seek blessings from the dark gods. These blessings are believed to bring good fortune, protection, and an overall increase in power to the recipient. Belladonna is dressed in light white robes, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders and green eyes assessing people who stand before Simona, who is dressed in thick black robes and a halo of white flowers. 

Angel, a fashion designer, is sitting outside on a cozy and sunny morning. He has a steaming cup of coffee in his hand and a sketchbook on his lap. With a pencil in hand, he is meticulously sketching out a new idea for a dress, paying attention to every detail in the design. The soft breeze is gently blowing his short black hair. Angel is so engrossed in his work that he hardly notices anything around him.

Mauric approaches them, curious.

 Simona watches, tilting her head. She smiles gently and kneels down (she is 7'0) "Hello dear.."

“Hi!” He says cheerfully. “Are you guys fortune tellers or something?”

 She shakes her head and Belladona speaks up "We are voices of the dead.. Blessers."

“Oh. What does that mean? Can you talk to dead people? Like a… a… what are they called… a medium?”

 "Somewhat. We are Oracles, Mystics, Magicians, or Witches. We work with the Dark Gods." Simona said.