**In the Back Quarter sits the cities most famous of watering holes, the old, rundown and beloved Drunken Ass. It is a simple building of wood, stone and thatched roof, but has been burned down so many times these simple materials now hold strong enchantments to protect them from breaking or burning. Above the oaken door is an simple sign, depicting a cartoonish depiction of an inebriated donkey.
Inside Virgis tends bar, a man who has seen everything and managed to keep his sense of humor and personability. Serving the tables is his beautiful daughter Anna, whose seen almost as much and does not take any funny business.**
10 Gold - The Sokai Bomb - A shot of scorpion venom, a rather infamous kindirin liquor, dropped into a pint of dark beer and drunk as quickly as possible. Tends to leave the unprepared off balance and woozy.
> If drunk before beginning a job or bounty, the imbiber receives 1 bonus BP for every 10 they earn during said job or bounty.
"Stop it! Stop clawing at me im going IM GOING! Dammit you dumb ass cat i don't know why you led me to this stupid town anyways there's nothing to do here." Sanzo, the shadow black nynx jumps off of Sokai's shoulder and into the a dark alley. Finding somewhere to hide and stalk is his favorite thing to do. "Yea go a head and run you stupid cat! We are supposed to be close to the same race but you can't even speak one word, One single word! Useless sack of fur!"
Sokai spots a bar down the street and walks to the door
Sokai takes a glance at the sign above the door.
"Nice" Sokai says grinning. Ecstatic to find a bar finally.
Sokai opens the door to a very much alive setting compared to the deserted streets at this time of night. The wild smells of bodily stench, cigar smoke, and whiskey is intoxicating and makes Sokai feel at home.
Walking to the bar Sokai surveys the room through the haze of smoke. To the left is a set of pool tables claimed by a group of big burly humans, clearly drunk and having a good time. In the corner is a pair of Saaur eyeballing the beautiful long-legged waitress cleaning up the table next to them and mumbling under their breath. Again, clearly drunk.
"barkeep!" Sokai shouts as he is sitting on the only open spot left on the bar.
Sokai stops to think if drinking is a good idea seeing what happened 5 years ago the last time he was in a bar.
"Eh, Keep 'em coming too! Tonight im going to have fun!"
Sokai enters the bar, deciding that this is one of his most favorite of places to be now. Sitting down at the table in the far corner he scans the room for the color orange.
the young blonde waitress approaches. Sokai asks discreetly "what do you know about a man wearing strange orange armor? i can pay for the information."
Anna - They guy from the paper? Yeah, heard people looking for him, apparently he just pops up and causes minor mischief than vanishes. God only knows in this city. ...are you alright? You seem a little beat up.
Having absolutely nothing better to do on a sunny Thursday afternoon, a Jakari walked into a bar... Nothing amusing happened, she just took a seat, ordered a glass of red wine and scanned the room for potential miscreants and attractive men, looking to satisfy one of her two desires that day.
The woman took a seat next to Golan, ordering another glass of wine, leaving the one she was already drinking still half full.
"That really is unfortunate, have you ever TRIED giving it a go? I have heard of others with your ability to ward of poisons and potions, I never heard they couldn't catch a buzz, although I suppose it would make logical sense."
The woman deliberately and unambiguously gazed down at the sigil pinned on to her jackets breast pocket and opened one side of the overcoat to reveal her baton.
"We have the same game and one needn't always be on said game, even if ones game always is 'on' the game, the danger game, can be a game very much enjoyed slightly under the influence. In addition, if the danger game is ones only game, then the larger game of life is typically played for a loss."
Allona took a large sip from her glass and motioned the fresh one over to Golan, in addition she flicked open a pack of cigarettes and motioned them to the man.
"Pick your poison Peacekeeper, I can attest to both being highly enjoyable."
The woman put her cigarettes away as she took a drag from the one dangling from her lips. Exhaling into the air, she kept a straight face as Golan went off on his tirade. She chuckled slightly under her breath.
"You are a funny little man, what, is this the first time a girls ever tried to buy you a drink Mr..."
Allona killed her first glass of wine and exhaled a large plume of smoke before meeting Golan in the eye and extending a hand.
"Well met Golan, I'm Allona, and if I may give you a small bit of advice, next time a woman offers you a drink, pretend you drink and if at all possible keep embarrassing personal anecdotes to a minimum unless you can pull them off VERY well."
"I was going to ask you the exact same thing Golan. I do have to warn you though, my tactics can be... unorthodox. You have no qualms about causing physical pain to a cold blooded killer if the situation demands it, do you Peacekeeper?"
Allona was fairly certain that the naive young man was not aware of the tactics she was referring to but decided it was best not to correct him. Instead she took one final sip of her wine, dropped the butt of her cigarette in it and rose to her feet as the sickly concoction released a hiss.