~Countyrside Tavern~

[Nautula]

This is a little tavern outside of the Castle grounds where all races seem to mingle and mix. Some hide in the shroud of darkness, others just come to share a few pints with good friends. A robust tavern keep greets you with one eye patched, his mustache hanging over his chest, getting lost in his beard. He looks at everyone with suspicion, knowing what mischief lies beyond those Castle walls. He asks you what you'll have, and sends you to an oak table by a large fireplace. It crackles and snaps with a fresh log, amber flames glowing with warmth as the others in the tavern glance at you. Does it seem as if you are being watched? Perhaps you are.....

 

[Aro_Sin]

-walks in slowly in a black shroud this shady character is unknown to any one he comes and gose as he pleases and brings death with him-  

[Aro_Sin]

-walks slowly over to a chair and takes a seat in it-  

[Aro_Sin]

-humms a saddend tune-  

[Aro_Sin]

-gets up and walks out-  

[Ivan Von Gaunt]

There is a distant rumble of thunder, signalling an oncoming rainstorm and a chill wind outside that freezes those who are caught in it to the bone, when, in a flash of white light, appears a rather large human, making his way slowly across the tavern floor towards the bar, seeking information.

"How can I help you there, sonny?" he barkeep asks, his old eyes lighting up as the customer enters. The tavern had not seen business in a while, made obvious by the fact that no one was around.

"Im here looking for a village." the stranger said in an amiable voice, taking a seat in front of the low, oak bar and resting his elbows on it.

"Well, there's a village up on the side of yonder, mountain..." the tender said, inclining his head towards the window which had a clear veiw of the enormous mound of earth, seemingly far off in the foggy distance. "But thats the only one close by." he finished.

"Thanks for the tip, sir." the young man said, standing and pulling out a hefty bag of gold coins and tossing it on the counter. "Here, you need it more than I do. Use it to feed your family."

"May I ask your name, good sir?" the old man asked, taking the bag in his hands most graciously.

"Oh?" the young man calls over his shoulder, looking back. "My name is Ivan." And without another word, he disappeared in another flash of brilliant white light, the thunder still rumbling off in the distance.  

[Clumsy kisses]

-walks in quietly-
She was one to make very much noise. She was very, very, quiet.. Some might say she was just conservative..
But she just liked to think that she was sneaky..
Her name was Anne...
 

[Kinkay Ganguro]

A small draft flew into the building, and a door opened silently. If anyone had bothered to turn and see if someone had come in, they would be greeted by nothing. No, someone had certainly just walked by. Who, however, is unsure. A silhouette was wandering past the crowd, unseen by all except for a red shadow of a thin frame...

Eventually, the figure stopped, and she stood for a moment before raising herself to the bar. Flaming red hair fell to her waist, and bright red eyes seemed to daze out of life for moments. She sat there silently, and when a bartender came by, she muttered a drink and continued looking down at the bar counter. At the sides of her waist, two small cases were attatched, and the hilts of two weapons could be seen...  

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Luciriah quietly opened the door and led Kuroi in, holding his hand so he wouldn't be afraid. After holding the door open for Quinn, she led them to a table near the back of the room, trying not to draw attention to themselves.  

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Here's the art ^^ Its pencil drawn because I currently suck at photoshop type things xP

 

[Quinn_tasuki]

Quinn followed close by and looked around the tavern." Are you sure it's alright to bring him here?" He asked Luciriah, making sure there were no threats to the company of three.(Hee mrgreen I like the picture!(an interesting interpertation of Quinn.^^ I love it^^(if i had a scanner i would bring the pic up....but i don't...Alas. But yesh i love it!^^ Yay luciriah!)  

[Raiden the Ancient]

Raidan leaned against a wall, whispering with the tavern keep. Eventually, he dropped a few coins in the man's hand and made his way to the fireplace. He unslung his old carbine before taking a seat.