'Hey. What brings ya here?'

*Hoi!*

*Hoi!*

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*Hoi!*

 Deryk is behind the counter reading a letter and chuckling

A scrawny young man is sat at the bar, with a hood pulled over his face. He has lank hair and very pale skin, and whilst he did wipe his feet, he is dripping slimy water everywhere

'Hey'

*gtg*

Quote from 10_30inDutch >>

A scrawny young man is sat at the bar, with a hood pulled over his face. He has lank hair and very pale skin, and whilst he did wipe his feet, he is dripping slimy water everywhere

 "You, my good sir, are going to be given a mop."

Quote from Markell_Thrasher_704 >>

*hoi!*

The robot pilot heads inside, wiping his feet on the mat

 "See, this man doesn't drip slimy water. Good lord, at least get a towel." Referring to Dutch's character, before turning to pilot, "What can we do you for."

Elevator dings and urr’lok steps out and walks up to the bar

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"I require sustenance and fuel for my steed"

 "Then check the stables, good lord. Go deal with your mount before coming in here."

Quote from shadowcrawfish >>

Elevator dings and urr’lok steps out and walks up to the bar

 Deryk waves, "And what can I get you?"

A whiskey will be fine

Quote from shadowcrawfish >>

A whiskey will be fine

 Jeff, a little hyena in a collared shirt, telekinesis’s a glass of whiskey over. He barks.

urr’lok grabs the glass out of the air and starts sipping at it as he turns to the pilot and asks what's your name and where are you from

Quote from Markell_Thrasher_704 >>

"My steed can't fit in there!" *he is referring to the robot*

 "Ah. I thought you meant a horse. Well there's probably room in the training yard. What'll you be having?"

Quote from shadowcrawfish >>

urr’lok grabs the glass out of the air and starts sipping at it as he turns to the pilot and asks what's your name and where are you from

 Jeff barks. He says his name is Jeoffrey, but people call him Jeff. He’s from the Death Dells, another layer of the Abyss.

Jeff jumps up onto the chair next to him, folding his paws in and loafing like a cat. He asks Urr’lok his name and if he has an interesting story to share.