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*Serves Homanil a Septim Shot*

"That drink there kills people after two...you have to sign a waiver to even get the second."

Steam blows out of Homanils ears as he says in an unsteady voice, 'I'm done, something light , Bear Please.'

*Charley wakes up after several hours*

"Ugh...oh hey Septim!"

[[Order: house specialty ale]]

"Oh dont forget Samual's order Septim"

*Samual looks up*

"Well its been hard while you've been gone so make it a strong"

*Chears For Septims Comeback*

*Gives Septim A welcome back with A Turkey stabbed on his face*

*Then Orders A septim Shot with Crackers for old time sake*

[[ Dont know if I spelled sake right ]]

*Sips on his olde ale.*

"Whoa! This tastes amazing after aging for so many years!"

*Arvious crawls out of a hole in the wall and lands on the bar.  He gets up and looks around.  The moment he turned around, a random patron hits Arvious in the head.

"Terrorist!!!"  the man yelled.

*Arvious crawls back out of the dumpster and walks into the tavern, after cleaning himself.

"God, I've been in the dumpster so many times, a body impresssion is on it...  One Vodka mized up with beer and grape jelly."

[[Order: Vodka with beer and grape jelly.]]

"get out of the bar charley septim rules here"

*Gets his mp3 out and starts listenin to bon jovi*

"It isnt a magic wepon"

*Samual picks up his mp3 and starts listenin to music again*

[[OOC: Figure i should join the Roleplay cuz im bored and it'll pass the time cuz im on most of the day and all that good jazz lol. Names always been Grimm.]]

*Grimm opens the door to the bar and steps in quietly and looks around my black eyes falling upon an empty table in the corner.  Grimm feels his cloak sway around him and looks over the people in the Taverne.  Grimm quickly and with blinding speed moves to the empty table and sits down.*

*Grimm moves to the bar in a flash and stands in front of Charley.  Sits down on the bar stool and grins flashing my fangs at Charley.*

"Good evening.  I must say thank you for your kindness ahead of time.  I must add it is a pleasure to meet you"

"Who-wha?" yells Septim as he gets up, "Who the hell sedated my ale?!"

Septim shoves Charley out of the way and fills the orders.

*Climbs to his feet and walks to the door.*

"I have business back in Tasidian for a short time.  I will return when my work is finished."

*Charley walks out the door into the night.*

Caught in the vortex of a reality storm, wayfarers from throughout time, myth, and the imagination converge on a mysterious taverne. As the travellers all wait out the tempest that rages around them, they share stories of the places they've been, the things they've seen...and those that they've dreamed. Known to the culture as Mania; d'Illyrias waits out the storm listening to gentle whistles.

*While Septim is daydreaming, Charley kicks the door of the tavern in.  He rushes over to the bar, hands Grimm some eyedrops and gives him a Septim Shot.  He then runs to a corner table and sits down, grinning.*

"Septim Shots are a specialty here...no more than two or you die. Heh."

*Septim sucker punches Charley in the face and then draws some facial hair on his face with a sharpie.

"Jerk..."

*Samual looks round the place he see several faces but wonders why no body does anything in here*

"Septim why is there so little action in here"

*Samual steps of the bar stoll and walks around. He then goes outside for some freash air, and looks into the darkness*

"Ahhh, the nice air brushing against your face is the best thing i can think of out here"

*Samual then puts his hat over his eyes and has a bit of time to himself*

(10 min's later)

*Samual desides to go in as it is getting cold*

"Ahh, its cold outside"

*Samual walks up to the bar and orders a nice cool ale mixed in with a glass of vodka to drown his sorrows*

*He then goes and takes a seat in the cornor of the room, and puts his feet up onto the table. Samual then puts his hat down over his eyes and waits for his drink*

"Septim, my drink please"

*The man then quietens down and waits for his drink*

*Drinks the Septim Shot down quickly and walks to the door.*

"I must go and travel to the northern lands for a short time.  I have some property up there that needs attended.  My brother, Thomas, is watching it for me until I get there so I must not waste any time."

*Opens the door and walks out*

[[OOC: lol...if this was deleted by you Osi you would unlease the worst hell you ever imagined ;) I have access to quite a few computers and I would absolutely make your life worse than anything Septim, Plato, Verll, or any other person has ever done ;) besides this would be up to Salamon or Scientist.]]

*Grimm walks back into the Taverne and sits down at the bar.  He wipes the fresh blood off of his chin and looks around.  He fidgets and then sits quietly*

"Can I get a Septim Shot?"

*Suddenly falls through the roof and lies on the floor unconscious*

ill wait till it nears 5k posts dont wory ;)

*Osiris walks over to the fake prince*

The Dark Lord will destroy you for that! now give me my damn drink

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