The Fantasy Tavern

Nellie felt the presence and turned around, becoming bubbly again.

This time Nimuae did smile, her double pair of elongated fangs flashing in the dim light of the room. "Well well, if it isn't Nellie. How are you little one?" she purred

"Very well, thanks Nimuae." Nellie grinned.

"Quite the bit of trouble you caused back in the city," Nimuae said proudly, gesturing vaguely to her left in the direction of the city in question. Her cloak parted as she did so exposing an impressive set of deadly knives and a whip. "You're lucky I'm not the one going after that bounty."

(@TinyZombieKat Ok soI like this kind of mentor/student thing we've got, but we should clarify how we know each other. And I haven't made a backstory yet, so are we both bounty hunters or monster hunters or something??)

(@Emmy Jones - hey! hi! My character is a bounty hunter. I was feeling maybe we've run into each other a few times and I admire your youth and nature so I let you do whatever and keep others off your tail. Up to you!)

(yeah I like it!)

Yama, who's been letting this scene play out, is slightly wary of any human bounty hunters. He finishes his drink and orders some food.

(sweeeeeeeet. I'm just making stuff up as I go along. Lolz)

(Same lol)

Nimuae's eyes slide over to the half-dragon across the bar, "You don't see many of your kind around these parts. Where are you from?"

Yama: The mountains. I never really left until a few years ago, the whole deal where I'm from is that interspecies anything is forbidden, magic is forbidden, and we're kinda on the brink of a four-way war. It's a lot to explain in one sitting, but basically three sides are about to tear the place apart and my family is trying to find other magic users to… threaten? them into calming down for five seconds so we can all negotiate.

(Alright, this continuity's getting a bit weird.)

Zephen turned to nimuae. “Bounty hunter, huh? I used to be an assasain,” she said.

(Anyone?)

(Sorry I'm back)

(K)

(hoi)

(Someone want to go?)

(Not it)

(Not me! I just went!)

“Yes. I’ll take another silver ale.” Zephen said, the pain to hard to bear. She needed to tell someone, now.

“Thanks,” She said, taking a long sip. Her eyes were dry, but inside, she was weeping. Her face said it all.