Karlach sits very close to the fire. She doesn't seem to mind the heat, due to her infernal engine and her nature as a Tiefling.
This place seemed to have any and everybody from all walks of life. Some noisy, some quiet, some intriguing, and some that looks strong and good looking as Rhokax grinned. He looked to Nuhnir. "How about we order somethin'?"
"I'll be cooking it" He said grinning
Sits at a table with some soft tacos on her plate, food for her eyes and her stomach. Savoring each bite of them.
Both Rhokax and Nuhnir ordered fish and shrimp while the big guy that was with them, sat there quietly.
Tri-Headed Dragon wrote:
Both Rhokax and Nuhnir ordered fish and shrimp while the big guy that was with them, sat there quietly.
He went into the kitchen to make the fish and shrimp platters. After a half an hour, he came out with the platters and served Rhokax and Nuhnir.
"Two fish and shrimp platters. You young fellas enjoy"
For the big guy, he placed a steak with potato wedges down on front of him "on the house"
Natasha Kitty wrote:
Sits at a table with some soft tacos on her plate, food for her eyes and her stomach. Savoring each bite of them.
"Natasha, have you seen Ragna? I hope he didn't quit. I don't want to have to hire new a new bouncer...."
Mid-bite of her last taco, she looks at Mathius and shakes her head. "No, I haven't seen him."
TJ was asleep, curled up in a fetal position on the floor.
He had crayons all around him from where he had been drawing.
He had crayons all around him from where he had been drawing.
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
He went into the kitchen to make the fish and shrimp platters. After a half an hour, he came out with the platters and served Rhokax and Nuhnir.
"Two fish and shrimp platters. You young fellas enjoy"
For the big guy, he placed a steak with potato wedges down on front of him "on the house"
"Two fish and shrimp platters. You young fellas enjoy"
For the big guy, he placed a steak with potato wedges down on front of him "on the house"
Looking over, Rhokax grinned. "Well thank you my good man, here..." He tossed over some Terra Gold coins to pay. Not sure what kind of currency this place accepted but he still gave it. Both Rhokax and Nuhnir noticed this guy placing a plate down in front of Fuego. Nuhnir spoke. "Uh...might want to just take the plate back...or...we could just finish it. That armor you see before you...there's not a physical body in there. It's enchanted with someone's soul occupying it. He can't eat..." He explained.
"I can be a bouncer if you need one."
Abigail sat there on a wooden chair, arms crossed, hands placed gently on her lap, silent. She was watching them all from the corner.
Pizzard would then be reading a newspaper. Today's newspaper has been going on recently among the residents of the Pizza Tower. "Huh. Now THAT is interesting..."
Keeby would then proceed to walk into the bar before looking ofer the newspaper the pizza dressing wizard is holding. They then turned on the translator. "Huh? What's going on in the newspaper?"
She sat there, asleep at the table, shoulders bent, arched over. Out cold asleep. Work had tired her out.
Pizzard looked at Keeby before setting the newspaper down. "You see, you little yellow thing, it appears that some fat italian guy named Peppino completed 8 laps in Bloodsauce Dungeon. He had Pizzaface, Snick, John Ghost, Fake Peppino, and a Toppin Monster chasing him while the Pirate goblin captain was firing his cannons to slow Peppino down. But, he was able to complete and get out of Bloodsauce Dungeon. He inspires me a ton!"
"Hmm? Ugh-" She groaned softly, waking up. She yawned then opened her eyes. Pure white eyes with golden crescents in them, brightly glowed a little from the sun shining through the window.
Matt would then walk in, holding a newspaper. Seems Matt has gotten the newspaper on what happened. "Hey guys, haven't you heard?"
Keeby turned over to Matt before nodding, with a bright smile. "Of course we did! I heard from this cool looking wizard guy that some italian guy named Peppino ran 8 laps in the Bloodsauce Dungeon!"
"A dungeon?" Abigail sat there, half asleep. Whatever she says, isn't really her mind thinking. She was going back to sleep slowly.
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