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*Efrandor wakes up...*

- Oh yea, hes behind *hick* that table over there...     ...Oh, you already find *hick* him...   Cooool, tricks!

*Efrandor brings up a deck with cards*

- Here Senturu, I'll do you a trick if I get a free ber, it's a real good trick, might get that archangel to leave, pick a card....

*Gets abit more woken up when the archangel asks about some tea..*

- Tea eey?  Are you singel?  I might work something out for ya...  ...Senturu, nevermind picking a card, she seems rather nice.

Ekirau jumps when Senturu bites her then gives his small body a good kick. Tasthos swiftly catches the flying rodent and smirks, "Isn't this the second time, I've hauled your bum ass out of the fire?"

Tasthos then sets Senturu down on a chair before casting a spell, reversing Erikau's. Tasthos then turns to Erikau and puts his hands on his hips, "For a godess, you're awfully evil right now."

"I'm in an evil mood!" Erikau snaps back, glaring at Tasthos, "I HAD A BAD DAY ALRIGHT!?!!"

Tasthos makes a face, "Dael?"

"Oh you have no idea what that perverted son of his has done today to make me hate his guts..."

"I can imagine." Tasthos grimaced.

Tasthos glares at Tassadar before speaking, arms crossed and eyes closed, replying to Dael's old-time friend, "I'm gonna kill him. That bastard cut me off from Hell! No more demons but what I brought with me!"

Erikau, eyes closed, spoke, "Don't look now, here comes trouble. The kind that starts with a 'D'."

Tasthos turns his head and sees a four winged Hell Dragon enter the tavern, clad in a white tunic and white jeans. He has no weapon visible and approaches the bar, pulling out a scroll as he speaks to Efrandor, "Gimme some brandy."

Tasthos grins, speaking, "Dael! I was wondering where you were!"

Dael grins, looking up and speaking, "Hey brother. How's Karsath."

"Don't ask." Erikau stated, taking a sip of her tea.

*Xiax looks up.*

"Oh wow, the whole incestious family is here..."

*Realising he won't get the hot and angry archangel Efrandor decides to get his wife instead.*

- I'll just be a few minutes.

*He walks out of the backdoor, the sound of a container is heard.*

- Hello my love, you wanna go to a party *hick* with me?

*A nice little 'mjaaaau' is heard and the backdoor swings open again, everyone can see Efrandor holding hands with the cat.*

- Gives us a big drink would ya Senturu, my wife here are great at planing parties with some alcohol in the body..

Erikau give Senturu a look before looking at Xiax, "The whole family? If the whole Drathor house were here, this entire taverne would be on fire and there would be a war raging here..."

Tasthos nods, "Besides, the whole family? No. We're missing Karsath, Minio (dead anyways, and he was the incestious one), Ureln, Kulta, Seroyn, and Desikor (also dead). Those are the ones still running Hell. Then we're missing the better half of the family, Kurelia, Kael, Dekori, Crelix, and don't forget Eria!"

"Eria?!" Erikau spoke in disbelief, "She's considered a good guy?!"

"Yes.... She did attack our father alongside Dael and Kael."

Erikau rose a brow, "Huh... Ever hear from her?"

"As if..." Tasthos rolls his eyes, "Ask Dael, she doesn't even talk to him, or anyone, I think..."

Suddenly, the door opens slowly and in walks a grizzled cat-like Nephilim. His left eye has a scar over it and the iris has long since bled red. His thick, grey fur was shaggy, and wild. He wore a dark brown lether vest under a high-quality chainmail of unkown material. He also wore a black cloak around him and black khakis. The only weapon visible on his person was a huge oakwood bow and an empy quiver.

The Nephilim walked right to the bar and spoke, "Tea."

Dael immediatly turns his head and looks at Tassadar, "Is that who I think it is?"

Dael pointed at the Nephilim, "No, I was talking about him, Tass, I recognize you anywhere..."

Dael then looks at the Nephilim before leaning over, asking, "Is that Nighthawk?"

Tasthos is also interested, "Nighthawk? The Nighthawk? You mean-"

"The most dangerous assassin ever known to any race?" Dael spoke, "If that's him..."

"Hmmmm...." Tasthos rubbed his chin, looking over at the Nephilim, who had his eyes closed and was enjoying his glass of tea.

There is a soft 'kcht' sound and a bolt whisks by Senturu's left ear, nicking it slightly.

No one was paying any attention to Senturu, however. The Nephilim has his eyes closed, drinking his tea. Dael and Tasthos were into a lighthearted argument, with Tassadar just caught in the middle. Erikau was watching the argument, just hoping it turned into a brawl or a serious argument instead of just a joke.

Tassadar shakes his head at the disrespectful mortal and hopes that Nighthawk stays calm..........

*Hears Senturu talks*

- Oh my God, your a God!!?!?!

*Quickly gets down on his knee and bows deep and long, so does the cat, Effies wife.*

- Oh big lord, please give us something more to drink, my wife is still to dry to think, we beg of you, help us in this dark hour!

Erikau laughs like a maniac, falling out her chair. Tasthos and Dael only smirk. The nephilim immediately notices something and bolts out of the way from being between Senturu and Erikau. Erikau stands and then throws a white energy ball at Senturu. Tasthos and Dael add their attacks as well.

With a blast of light, Senturu is gone, with a one way ticket to Hell. Only a crumpled pile of clothes remain where Senturu once was. Nighthawk, the Nephilim, walks over and picks them up then asks, turning his head, "Think he's gonna miss these?"

"Mmmm... Depends on if he gets the attention of a demoness or not..." Dael grins. At this, Nighthawk erupts laughing.

"Heh.. Yeah.. Some of them are just..." Tasthos shakes his head, smirking, then sees Erikau glaring at him. Tasthos quickly clarifies, "Of course I would never choose a filthy low level demon of you, my love!" Nighthawk and Dael laugh harder than ever before.

Erikau smirks, nodding before hearing a commotion outside the door. Erikau pokes her head and turns around, "Heads up! We got about fifty six elves headed our way and will be here in about two hours!"

- Hey *hick* a nice new coat there Sentie, btw, where have you *hick* been, we have been looking for you? I believe Tasthos and his friends will destroy the party later on, we need to make sure they will behave, that is also the first idea my wife got...    *hick*.   Oh, and some candles to make it nice to make out, hooja!!

- MJAU MJAU MJAU mjauuuuUUUUuuuuuu!!!!

- She says we need a cake, a huuuuuUUUUuuge!!  And some turtles on top of it since the whole tasthos people seems abit of, and my wife love them, hihihi...     *hick*...    *burp*...   sorry.

*wakes up .... looking around ... see that legacy owned another era...lays down his head again and murmbles* "wajawznoeeed wdienaleaimqeeaa .... YAGSHEMASH ... balamaneaborathalala ..."

*getting sober*

.... Who votes to get out that Tasteless Drathor out ??? He's doing everything to get us against each other ... :'( I don't want that

*sitting there crying in a corner*

"Hey a bowl with beer !!!"

*Mielo totally drunk again on the floor*

- Mjauuu, mjauuuu mjaaaauu

- I agree my love, the incest family is way to serious for their own good.

Walks out the door thinking...."The Queen of Blades has lived for far too long..."

*looks at the picture, then turns away just before he blew chunks.*

- Ooops, you dropped something on Sentie Mielo, you might want to pick...  that...   up.    The daughter we call Shelob and our little baby boy(six months on the first of december) is Adolf, lovely arn't they:)  May they come to the party tonight Sentie?

yea but they uh...have to wear these good masks (hands Efrandor two paper bags with smiely faces on em)

yea theres gonna be a party here Mielo

Tasthos opens the door, a huge grin on his face. Dael speaks, "What are you grinning about."

Tasthos holds up a golden necklace with a gold, demonic pendant. The pendant itself is shattered and demon energy is slowly seeping out, the power fading from the relic. Dael grins, "Karsath is gone, eh? About time!"

Tasthos begins strutting around like he's king of the world. Erikau rolled her eyes and spoke, "Amazing.. So, now who's the most powerful living Drathor in existance."

"That would be a tie.. Between me and Tasthos..." Dael smirked.

"Alright! Stop struttin', old man, we've got a party coming in!" Kurelia shouts, walking in, "Eighteen elves, sixteen dwarves, ten  humans, twelve hobbits, two orcs, and a Harpurion princess and all of them want something to drink and eat."

Tasthos and Dael look at one another before Tasthos snaps his fingers and a fifteen strong troupe of golems of rock and stone walk through the back door and line up in front of Senturu. They filed up and stand rigid, like troops before a battle. Tasthos spoke, "Senturu.... You're might want to make use of them..."

Nighthawk and Erikau smirk. Nighthawk murmurs, "This gonna be a loooooooong party.. If I know this particular princess..."

- Wonderful, the party is arriving, hooja!!!   Yes, my love, sorry for screaming, may I give you a drink to help ease the pain?

*jumps over the counter grabing one of his oldent bottles and a clean glass. then starts pooring the wine*

ahh this is so nice. i dont have to go midevil on any of ur asses.

*finishes pooring the glass and hands it to Ishna*

ya know im a king. very welthy at that. also have minor godly powers and the ability to control spoons. so wat ya say?

Ishna shakes her head before speaking, "No thanks... I have Nighthawk as my mate and that's all I need right now..."

"Among other things..." Nighthawk smirks.

"Nighthawk... Do not get me started..." Ishna looks at him, "I am extremely frustrated right now..."

"The harpies again?" Nighthawk asked.

"No... The Empire..."

Nighthawk shakes his head, "Egh.. Yeah.. I agree with you there..."

*Stares through the window and sees several men passed out

arghhh this is teh place for mi