He rose and flashed a fanged grin "Brother! Please. Come join me for a Mjod" he held up the large mug of cold Fenrisian ale.
"Mathius brews this. He must be strong if he could withstand being on Fenris"
"Mathius brews this. He must be strong if he could withstand being on Fenris"
"Really? Interesting." Greyhowl takes a seat across from Ubba. "I will have to try some for myself, as I have been busy as of late. My Great Company may be deployed to Armageddon to deal with the growing Ork offensive."
He scratched his jaw as he listened. "That sounds like a good hunt, Brother."
"I hope it will be." Greyhowl nods as he samples of the offered Mjod. "Hmm, not bad. I would never know that this wasn't from Fenris itself from the taste. Mathius is good."
He glanced over at Drael and grinned before leaning to Ubba "I wonder how well Drael would do against Orks"
Halloween Town wrote:
When Jack heard @Drael’s voice, the little pumpkin gave a firm nod of understanding.
That’s right! Twyla had visited this very bar a few years ago on Christmas Eve (2023). And yes, a Jack had come to pick her up back then, too. Not this Jack, though. A different one.
Note: There’s more than one Jack in Hallow Academy. What sets them apart are the Roman numerals stitched onto their cloaks. This Jack was CCXXV (225). The one from before? CXIII (113). (Yes, they keep track. No, it doesn’t make things less confusing.)
Anyway, Twyla had always been a troublemaker since day one at Hallow Academy. Sneaking out, breaking curfew, finding new and creative ways to escape, and honestly, it was almost impressive at this point.
Just as Jack was about to skitter off, he bumped into Sue and Sue Bot. He froze.
Jack couldn’t speak, so he quickly fumbled through his flashcards, flipping them up one by one:
“Yes, I work at Hallow Academy for all things magic and spooky.”
“Sorry. I am not ‘gyoot.’”
“Please do not touch my head. It might fall off.”
He held the last card a little tighter… just in case. Hehe.
((PS. @Sue Watanabe Cool! Can you share that video by any chance? Would love to listen!))
That’s right! Twyla had visited this very bar a few years ago on Christmas Eve (2023). And yes, a Jack had come to pick her up back then, too. Not this Jack, though. A different one.
Note: There’s more than one Jack in Hallow Academy. What sets them apart are the Roman numerals stitched onto their cloaks. This Jack was CCXXV (225). The one from before? CXIII (113). (Yes, they keep track. No, it doesn’t make things less confusing.)
Anyway, Twyla had always been a troublemaker since day one at Hallow Academy. Sneaking out, breaking curfew, finding new and creative ways to escape, and honestly, it was almost impressive at this point.
Just as Jack was about to skitter off, he bumped into Sue and Sue Bot. He froze.
Jack couldn’t speak, so he quickly fumbled through his flashcards, flipping them up one by one:
“Yes, I work at Hallow Academy for all things magic and spooky.”
“Sorry. I am not ‘gyoot.’”
“Please do not touch my head. It might fall off.”
He held the last card a little tighter… just in case. Hehe.
((PS. @Sue Watanabe Cool! Can you share that video by any chance? Would love to listen!))
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"Wait, don't tell me you're not gonna recruit us to your school. C'mon." Sue looked a bit disappointed.
Ubba Greystorm wrote:
He glanced over at Drael and grinned before leaning to Ubba "I wonder how well Drael would do against Orks"
"Maybe someday we'll find out. We'll discuss it more when I return from the Armageddon front." Greyhowl saluted Ubba, and walked out of the bar. However, what no one there could possibly know, not even Greyhowl himself, was that this would be the last time any of them would see him alive.
"Mrrr?" Jeff looks up at Sue, then back at the strange pumpkin.
He set Jeff down and petted him some more
"Mrrrr." Jeff leans into the pets.
*pets Jeff too! Who's a good boy! Pets from Sue AND Sue bot!*
Virgil enters the bar, looking around. "So this is the fabled Trixie's Bar I have heard whispers of."
"It is! Several members of the Imperium come here. Welcome to Trixie's. I'm Mathius. The fellow by the door is Drael. He has fought alongside Captain Donatos Aphael and Captain Vitrian Messinius"
Virgil nods. "I see. I am Shield-Captain Virgil Teremacht of the Adeptus Custodes, the personal guards and envoys of the Emperor of Mankind. It is nice to meet you."
"One of the Allfather's guardians! He perked up with a fanged grin.
"Join me for a meal! Mathius, can the Custodes and I get a roasted beef shoulder you make?"
"Join me for a meal! Mathius, can the Custodes and I get a roasted beef shoulder you make?"
"I would be honoured to join you in sampling some of this establishment's offerings, Space Wolf." Virgil says as he takes a seat in the booth across from Ubba. Reaching up, Virgil removes his helmet, revealing a weathered but gentle face that carried the image of a man in his early 40s. What stood out was a metallic implant of some sort that ran from his forehead down his right temple, disappearing beneath his hairline. Unlike the usual bionic implants that were common among warriors of the Imperium, there was no sign of skin inflammation around it, a sign that perhaps his bionics were a higher standard than normal ones.
He came from the kitchen carrying two different pans of braised beef shoulder in red wine sauce.
"Are you permitted to drink Fenrisian Ale, Virgil?"
"Are you permitted to drink Fenrisian Ale, Virgil?"
"Unfortunately not. I will simply take a standard soft drink."
"Mango juice inspired by our very own Fumizuki"
He brought the Custodes a giant mug of the fruit juice
He brought the Custodes a giant mug of the fruit juice
"Thank you, quite so."
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