Forums » Fantasy Roleplay » Trixie's Bar (Everyone welcome)

"That guy must be high or something."

Emmyth's eyebrows lifted towards the heavens, and his eyes widened as he watched the scene unfold before him. "We-heh-eeeell." He lifted his drink to his lips and downed the remaining contents before clinking the glass down firmly on the counter. With a gentle grunt, he turned in his stool and stood up, reaching out and grasping the large leather book down from the counter.

"This has been an adventure." Once he had the book secure under his arm, he turned to face Raziel. "Let's do this again, shall we say... Never?"

Emmyth made his way towards the exit. He paused briefly and turned to look back at Raziel. "Oh, and... Whatever this is...?" he said, gesturing towards Raziel with his free hand. He stopped speaking, his mouth open as if he were trying to think of something else to say. After a moment, he managed to blurt out, "Good luck!" before turning and hurrying out of the bar.

Cue Korby just rolling inside, as they brought some snacks for people. In case anyone needs one, they'll be on the table, looking outside the window... well, unless someone taps em. "Poyo poyo!" ("I brought snacks!")

Ewan looked to Korby, "Oi! Are you a Digimon too?" He got up out of his seat and walked towards Korby excitedly.

Korby stared at Ewan then shook their head no. "Poyo poyo. Poyo poyo poyo!" ("Hmm, nope. I'm a popstarian! Or, kirby if you prefer to call me that.")

Ewan could understand Kirby, even so.
He laughed sweetly and picked Korby up. "Aren't you cute? You're about as small as Damemon!" He gently rocked Korby like a baby in his arms.

Korby then blushed a slight green, while smiling slightly. I suppose they've never been complimented like that before. But for right now, korby became speechless!

Ewan softly pet Korby's head and smiled brightly. "Damemon! Come here and look at this!" He called.
Soon, a white and golden armored...something (It was hard to explain what it looked like) came scrambling to Ewan's side.

"Oh! Master Ewan! Very good, Very good! Quite adorable, very quite adorable!" Damemon jumped up and down.

Salty walks into the bar, her large hammer strapped to her back, she was taking a break as it was a pretty busy day yesterday, this is one of her few self granted off days, she'd sit down only ordering water a silently as she can

*jokes walks in*

Mrs Mason relaxes on a sofa.

Salty looked around the room, nobody stood out maybe she had lost interest in people outside of work entirely or nobody really caugh her attention

Korby then rolls to Salty, then waved hi to her. They seem to smile brightly. And then, they just stare at the large hammer in amazement.

She looks down at the small creature unsure of what it is, she pulls the hammer from her back, instead of slamming it on him she hands it too him "Its quite heavy, you sure?" She'd whisper

Korby then looked at the hammer, as they start to slowly but surely lift the hammer up. This is gonna take up to 2-3 minutes or so- "Poyo-" ("Nyeh-")

She'd look at the little guy struggling before she'd basically lift it for him flicking it off the ground. "better?"

Korby then nods to Salty, they really appriciated the help.

"If you have any other weapons I can help you with them...same thing with magic items like relics..-"

"Why do I get the feeling that another Avengers-level threat is on the horizon, but I won't be involved in it?"

"You may just be worried either that or a hunch is just apart of the job" he shrugs