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

"i don't care just don't bother me i just got blown up"

Raven nods and sits down. “I see…. Being blown up is not fun… I’ve been there. Oh, my names Raven, by the way… what’s yours?”

"shade waker not that it matters" he was just regenerating his nearly severed hand

they calmly sweeped the bar

Raven blinks again. This person was truly perplexing, even considering her lack of people skills and background. “What do you mean it doesn’t matter?”

"because no one cares about the undead we are just another human annoyance"

He's sitting in a corner

Raven sighs. “Well, i care. You seem cool, and honestly, sometimes i feel more kindred to the undead than the living.”

"k" he flexes his hand once it finishes healing

Raven sighs and rests her head on the table. She thinks to herself. “Well, that did nothing… i was hoping he would at least lighten up a tiny bit after that. Not that i didn’t mean it.”

waker does as waker does best...which is hate himself and life but well he keeps the doom and gloom to himself mostly

Raven looks up. “So… uh, wanna get a drink or something?”

"i guess but you'll have to pay i'm broke right now"

Raven shrugs. “Fine by me. What do you want? I usually go with Vodka…”

"anything made of 100% alcohol i want to get drunk"

Raven nods and gets up and walks to the bar, ordering their drinks. She walks back 5 minutes later carrying a bottle of vodka and another bottle whiskey.


(I don’t know much about alcohol, so i figured whiskey would be fine)

"much preciated" he pats himself down and sits upright in the booth