Lord's Rest Inn

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 "I mostly sing and play melodic hymns"

 "Mmmm... this night?"

 "sure!"

"Is that all you seek?"

 "maybe another whiskey" she says after she downs the first one

 "What payment options do one such as yourself possess?"

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*Hmmm. I have yet to make a character I can stick with on this. I was thinking a magical chocolate salesman, but since Baalze is on here, it’s very possible that’s already been done. I used to have one on the original tavern, though.*

 *I'm sorry to hear that*

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*Anyone, enjoy my little weird way of trying to make a character who plays a sport into a interesting thing.*

In town, a building has seem to lit up as the sky grows darker with night. The rhythmic beat of a song fills the air. 

"Come get your duds in order 'cause we're bound to cross the water

Heave away, me jollies, heave away

Come get your duds in order 'cause we're bound to leave tomorrow

Heave away, me jolly boys, we're all bound away

Sometimes we're bound for Liverpool, sometimes we're bound for Spain

Heave away, me jollies, heave away

But now we're bound for old St. John's where all the girls are dancing

Heave away, me jolly boys, we're all bound away"

The inside is cold. It appears to be an ice rink of sorts. It is packed to say the least. Covered figures in blue and red jerseys skate across the ice, sticks clattering against it. In the outer ring, where some players sit, they think their fists against the plastic barrier, cheering on their teammates with fire in their eyes. 

 Efflorence is in the stands, watching the game with a smile on his face

 A man with the red jersey branded with the number 17 and the name "Michaels" skates past. He rams himself into a man who was about to steal a little black disc from another player. 

 He cheers, using one hand to whistle at the action

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 "I mostly sing and play melodic hymns"

 "Mmmm... this night?"

 "sure!"

"Is that all you seek?"

 "maybe another whiskey" she says after she downs the first one

 "Your payment options?"

 "oh yeah, I think I have some coins around here somewhere" she says as she digs through her backpack

 Throden reflects on this. "I wave your tab as of now, and no payment for the entrainment?" 

*sorry for dissapearing, I dropped a hammer on my foot*

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*sorry for dissapearing, I dropped a hammer on my foot*

 *it's fine, we all do this*