The Purple Cauldron Tavern

“Good for you” Lucas commented while giving Josiah who was rolling his head on the counter a very very concerned look.

Josiah hit a glass and it fell to the floor and shattered. The barkeeper looked at the shattered glass with distaste. “Not cool.” She waved her hand and the pieces reassemble on the bar. Josiah grabbed at it but it scooted just out of reach. Apparently he found this hilarious since he then fell off the barstool again in a fit of giggles.

Zera gave a nod to Tolkalee. Once again the smile crossed her features. She seemed to be reassured by his words, knowing that she would indeed be accompanying him. Her violet eyes were a soft, gentle glow, pupils completely round as she relaxed even further. She moved so she soon stood beside the male.
"Yes, as much as I liked the small rest, it will feel good to start moving again. Never did really like staying in one place for too long."
The female continued to smile towards him. She moved her hands back, delicate fingers wrapping around cloth to pull the hood once again over her head. Yet she waited patiently for Tolkalee to take the lead. Deep down, Zera was excited. An adventure that might have some purpose! She had never really been on such a venture before. Well, her 'adventure' mostly consisted of constantly being on the move, to escape the past and try to find somewhere she could belong…

Josiah, while on the floor hiccuped a bit and his mask started to fall off.
Noticing this, Lucas knelt down and shifted the mask back to its place, helping Josiah up.
“Geez…I should’ve left you back home…” Lucas complained while Josiah sat back on his stool and giggled.
“Fine Fineeeee, I can go home if want me tooooo~~” Josiah drunkenly said.

Calix laughed at the state of Josiah then looked at the barkeeper. "So you want some news on both those places?"

Hinata had fallen asleep in the corner, her cigar hanging from her mouth.

Tolkalee smiled, nodded, and began forward. He was headed back towards home, and this time he wouldn't be alone. Traveling alone was not fun. With someone else you could talk with them, help them, and they could help you. In general, Tolkalee preferred to travel with someone. He glanced back to make sure she was with him.

“Endangering people’s lives are fine,” The barkeeper said to Eris and Brie. “Please continue with the story.”

Josiah limped from his stool and packed his bags. He dropped some coins at the counter and walked out. “See you all laterrrrrr~~” he shouted and walked out with a smile on his face.

“Will he be okay by himself?” The barkeeper asked Calix who still sat at the bar.

"No clue." Calix replied and Vasilios watched the door that Josiah walked out of.

The barkeep turned to Hinata in the corner, still snoring and about to fall out of her chair. She shook her arm and Hinata promptly fell out of her chair. "You need a pick up Hinata? Or do you need a portal home?"

Hinata jolted awake.
"Sorry," she said gruffly.
"I've used my powers a lot lately. A pickup would be nice."

The barkeeper's brow furrowed with concern. She handed Hinata a glass of something that looked like coffee. "Be careful with overusing your powers. I've seen too many people go because they couldn't stop. At least you came here to rest."

Hinata gave a dry laugh.
"Nowadays, I use my powers to do some clean up at my diner and I'm knocked out for a half hour. I guess this is what it means to be old." She drank.

Zera was quick to follow him. She was indeed quite excited about the potential of this new journey before her. New places, new people, but there would also be new dangers. Yet, she didn't let the possible danger bother her at that moment. Deep in the back of her mind, that draconic nature was still unsure, but it was understandable.
She just hoped things wouldn't go too bad as they headed out. She had no intention of letting herself loose control. No, Zera would keep it in check, to try and control her draconic nature. The woman would never forgive herself if Tolkalee ended up injured, and it was her fault if such a thing were to happen…but life always worked in strange, mysterious ways.

When Josiah came outside, he returned to his natural stage. He took off his glove and opened a portal, heading back to his home; The Soul Labyrinth.

“I’m quite well. How are you? Anything to drink?” The barkeeper tried her best not to stare when Mendax’s nose glitched off his face.

(Oh, sorry)
The bartender handed him his drink and leaned over the counter. “So, what brings you here?”

“So, story time?”

“That’s fine. My author is super tired. She had a three hour show today.” The barkeeper sighed. “I wish I could join her.”

The Barkeeper frowned and IdiotSandwich flickered out of view. "Really author? A tad bit low don't you think?"