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Orion was merely joking, to be completely honest. He does not have the power, in wit nor magic nor strength, to fight anyone but like hell he'd admit that.

"Challenging me? Know your limits!" He scoffed, a confident grin on his face. He reaches for his want, which was not in his pocket, but at home. His hand looks ridiculous, practically waltzing around his pockets, trying to look for his not-with-his-person wand. "You can't possibly take someone like I!" He bluffed. Seriously, they're both just out bluffing each other.

* max would come into the bar with a happy smile and made his way to the kitchen and started cooking some breakfast *

Like one of those tiny dogs? Absolutely!

"You dont actually have a wand on you do you?-

* max would come out of the kitchen with a plate with almost every breakfast item you can list he would go to the bar and started eating while he put a movie on the bar tv *

"Modifiers, Its like a secondary effect, for example, It could gain the "Double" Modifier which would give it a "double hit"" she said, walking back up to him

Azumi, who eavesdropped on Orion's conversation, finally interrupted the two when she heard that he was a mage of some sorts. Her penchant for interrupting conversations that did not concern her improved tenfold.

"Are you really a mage, dear?" Azumi paused "Because, upon sensing you, you seem to have never casted a spell in your entire lifetime! Also, please don't fight! I hate it when people fight, let's all just be good friends!"

"Fighting is also prohibited here...." He added. He picked Azumi up and put her in her papoose.

"How about I twist you into a pretzel? There is no fighting here....."

Taunting just Pow was easy for Orion, he could outrun someone so short. Just Pow. With a Warrior, Kitsune and elf-type humanoid backing up this little green brat, wouldn't Orion just turn to a punching bag by the end of the hour? He was no match, and the horror on his face showed it. He raised both hands in defeat.

"Ha..Hahahaha!!" He forces out his laugh, shrugging. "Come on guys, I was just kidding! This is a bar, ey? Why's everyone so serious?"

Orion scooted his chair closer to Pow, managing a grimace that looked like a grin. Leaning awkwardly on the bar table, he reaches his hand out to Pow. "You understood I was just horsing around, right Little lady??"

An adult Jolteon walked into the bar clad in dirty clothes, red eyes from tears, sitting down with his face in his hands.
"She... She left..."

"Who left?"

"You can twist me into a pretzel" she said, grinning like a gremlin

"Also, yesh, were we just messing around I think-"

He looked at the goblin bewildered "come again?"

"I said what I said" she said looking up at him, before running off to probaly steal firewood

He scratched his head

"Does that Ork have a death wish? I mean, they normally do, but this one seems more…energetic."

"Im a goblin, not an Orc!" She said pointing to the oddly metal man, Im curious if Reforge would work on him

"Oh of course, my apologies."

Tenebris is eating spoonfuls of cayenne pepper spice out of a jar, watching the goblin and captain.