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he still stared at him

He went back to the door and sat down

"Easy on the drinks, Jiji", Dennis looked at Noros who was having his tankard refilled with beer. He returned to his book as Noros pouted in a jokingly matter.


"You know I am not that old", Noros chuckled, "There are others who are twice as old as me."


"300 is old compared to my human years", Dennis retorted.

They walked into the bar, looking around

Willow walks back into the bar, her magic bubbling beneath the surface. “Oh, hello Noros, Dennis.”

They had a bunch of forest critters following them

Willow looks at the creatures. “Hmmm… I could corrupt one of those guys and make it my temporary familiar in till I can find a suitable one in my grimoire.”

"Hey there", Noros smiled, "Is 300 old?"

She polished off her drink, setting the glass down delicately on the counter before sighing. So far her travels had gotten her nowhere except places like this. Unfamiliar and loud.

Her hand reached up to brush a strand of hair from her face.

The doctor sipped his small cup of tea as he had a medical magazine in his hands studying it. He pushed his glasses up closer to his face with his middle finger. He shifted his weight in his seat and rested his elbows on the table as he read the magazine.

“I mean, not really. I would consider maybe 500 years old, so in terms of immortality, we are both somewhat young. Although, im only about 200 years old.”

"See...", Noros nudged Dennis' arm, "I am not old in terms of immortality."

Dennis rolled his eye, "Do you feel hungry, Jiji?"

Noros gave Dennis a blank expression then laughed, "Boy, in terms of eating, we both would eat most of the food supply in this bar." His laughter dies down, "Plus my bank account is reserved for occasions and that special restaurant is the only buffet that we aren't banned." He then mutters, "All you can eat, my arse."

Willow tries to hold it together, trying not to laugh. “Don’t laugh, don’t laugh?”

"You can laugh", he looked at Willow, "Harbingers are banned in most buffets in Chiamos for..and I quote 'Eating all the food'." He chuckled a bit, "Just wait until we travel between dimensions, all of those buffets are going to ban us too."

"Oi, you cannae corrupt my lit'le friends" fig told willow

"try any of that corruption crap you will end up with a bullet in you that is not a threat"

“But I need a familiar…besides, I could release it when im done…”

"do i bloody look like i care what you need?"

She snorts. “Oh my, Mr. High and Mighty… think with your tragic fate and past that your some hotshot, huh? No, your just an edgy emo kid in need of therapy and an intervention.”

"Jesus man Jesus"