[Nexus] Dancing Fox Inn VII: Our Waitstaff Can Be In Three Places At Once

[Mee]

Aiden shrugs as well, and looks at the area for a decent spot. He's no interior designer, but he eventually finds a spot he likes, near the fireplace with the instrument's player facing the front door.

Naku gives him a thumbs up of 'good spot', before going back to her job.

Which, at the moment, meant doing nothing at all. So she took the time to clean some of the older mugs.

[Chas the mage]

a slightly vintage camper van with a colourful assortment of amateur painted designs melded with all the nicks and dents pulls up in front of the bar, playing sporadic nouveau electronic music, with a tan, muscular human arm hanging out the window and a cigarette between the boney fingers. When the vehicle comes to a skidding halt, the motor cuts along with the loud music and the cigarette tossed nonchalantly onto the sidewalk. Smoke continues to slowly roll out the open window.

A definitely lean, masculine finger exits the door of the van, with unkempt, long, greasy blond mane of hair; and a thick layer of matching coloured stubble is visible from under his long fringe - and his pointed elven ears poke out slightly. He has a rather dingy red flannel button up shirt, with several holes and tare and large thread-bare patches. His jeans are worn and light blue with large holes in both knees revealing a maze of scars. His tennis shoes, once black with white portions, are now an approximately matching dirty colour.

The elf swaggers his way inside, removing his flannel to reveal a gray V-neck tee with a small breast pocket, as well as his rather built arms with a manly layer of hair and several tattoos. After he tosses his over-garment onto the coat rack, he saunters over to the bar and lets out the word "Jägerbomb", in a deep, yet scratchy and hoarse voice with no inflection - but a rather local accent.

[Mee]

a slightly vintage camper van with a colourful assortment of amateur painted designs melded with all the nicks and dents pulls up in front of the bar, playing sporadic nouveau electronic music, with a tan, muscular human arm hanging out the window and a cigarette between the boney fingers. When the vehicle comes to a skidding halt, the motor cuts along with the loud music and the cigarette tossed nonchalantly onto the sidewalk. Smoke continues to slowly roll out the open window.

A definitely lean, masculine finger exits the door of the van, with unkempt, long, greasy blond mane of hair; and a thick layer of matching coloured stubble is visible from under his long fringe - and his pointed elven ears poke out slightly. He has a rather dingy red flannel button up shirt, with several holes and tare and large thread-bare patches. His jeans are worn and light blue with large holes in both knees revealing a maze of scars. His tennis shoes, once black with white portions, are now an approximately matching dirty colour.

The elf swaggers his way inside, removing his flannel to reveal a gray V-neck tee with a small breast pocket, as well as his rather built arms with a manly layer of hair and several tattoos. After he tosses his over-garment onto the coat rack, he saunters over to the bar and lets out the word "Jägerbomb", in a deep, yet scratchy and hoarse voice with no inflection - but a rather local accent.

"After that intro? Absolutely." Naku says, finally having something to do, and gets him his drink. "Anything else for you?"

[Chas the mage]

"After that intro? Absolutely." Naku says, finally having something to do, and gets him his drink. "Anything else for you?"

"I'll have--" He pauses, moving his stringy hair from his face, and squints at the menu with his deep set blue eyes for a long moment "some chips, I suppose." He strokes his thick stubble on his chin between his thumb and fore finger and peers around the establishment.

[Zefir]

[COLOR=ab out it.go"]"Of course. As Mist said, though, if you plan on staying overnight, you might want to rent a room. But we'll only kick you out if you gave us reason to, and you haven't done that. So you're welcome to stay."[/COLOR] Then Naku waved at Aiden, and pointed him over to a fairly wide open corner of the inn so he could have Hugin place down the large harpsichord.

Vutha nods.

"I will think about it. My cave ins t that clean since the storm a few days ago. If you can bring me a limo it would be nice."

[Deathkeeper]

Silly Mee, you forgot to mention the

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