Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT]

[Barboneia]

The bearded man stepped inside, smelling faintly of cologne and chickpeas. He sat down at the bar with a grunt and ordered himself a glass of water like the night before.

[Arkadacia]

The shadowy creature pounces from a dark corner on the roof, taking the shape of a dog-sized spider-like creature, each leg ending in clawed paws. It spun in place, looking for familiar faces to greet and show affection to (even if they don't want it).

Reg wipes her hands on her shirt, sighing. "I'm going to put on weight if I keep drinking beers without heading out on a run..."

The ranger looked down at it and gave it a pet on the head. "Yes, hello."

Crysal abruptly showed up behind Reg. "... I could help with that, if you like."

[Greater Orensta]

"I'd use that to describe both of you." She said

"Thank you!" I reply, my mind still a little jumbled after the kiss.

"I'll leave you two alone, We don't want to anger the ones who set up the rules." Ysabel walked away

[UIJ]

"Ze disposed European Union. It vas our best plan yet. Und zen zose damn Brits ruined it. Every damn time I tell you! Every time! I'm cool now. I'm fine."

"You need to fix that accent."

"You need to fix that attitude. Oh snap boi."

The shadowy creature pounces from a dark corner on the roof, taking the shape of a dog-sized spider-like creature, each leg ending in clawed paws. It spun in place, looking for familiar faces to greet and show affection to (even if they don't want it).

Reg wipes her hands on her shirt, sighing. "I'm going to put on weight if I keep drinking beers without heading out on a run..."

"I that thing is creepy."

[Arkadacia]

The bearded man stepped inside, smelling faintly of cologne and chickpeas. He sat down at the bar with a grunt and ordered himself a glass of water like the night before.

A vaguely rodent-like woman in a tracksuit springs up from behind the bar with a glass of ice water, placing it on the bar. "... Why the fuck am I here?"

[Barboneia]

The bearded man stepped inside, smelling faintly of cologne and chickpeas. He sat down at the bar with a grunt and ordered himself a glass of water like the night before.

A vaguely rodent-like woman in a tracksuit springs up from behind the bar with a glass of ice water, placing it on the bar. "... Why the fuck am I here?"

The man stared at her sleepily, and shrugged. "Because you work here, I'm guessing."

[UIJ]

The bearded man stepped inside, smelling faintly of cologne and chickpeas. He sat down at the bar with a grunt and ordered himself a glass of water like the night before.

A vaguely rodent-like woman in a tracksuit springs up from behind the bar with a glass of ice water, placing it on the bar. "... Why the fuck am I here?"

"Good question. I have an answer. 42."

[Arkadacia]

A vaguely rodent-like woman in a tracksuit springs up from behind the bar with a glass of ice water, placing it on the bar. "... Why the fuck am I here?"

The man stared at her sleepily, and shrugged. "Because you work here, I'm guessing."

"... I have no fucking clue." She says, before crouching back down behind the bar once more.

[Derpopollissss]

"Thank you!" I reply, my mind still a little jumbled after the kiss.

"I'll leave you two alone, We don't want to anger the ones who set up the rules." Ysabel walked away

I nod and slowly fall asleep, still holding Cody.
The cowboy get up from the bar and looks around, "I've never seen a saloon like this before."

[Khasinkonia]

"Actually, I"m German. Distant relative of Merkel the Great of the Fourth Reich. But I'm just a High Court Judge in Khasinkonia. Nothing much, as ve have little crime."

The wine arrives in a tall glass. Aurelia sips it with a smile. "You're a brother of -" She facepalms. "Oh, of course! You're Germanic. Tell me, what is it like to live among savage barbarians?" Excited, she leans forward.

"Um. No offense meant? Your accent is odd, Yet you act quite civilized. Tell me, are you a citizen?"

"Oh, of course. Let me explain. I come from an ex-German Enclave, so I have a heavy accent. However, manners are of the utmost importance, so naturally, I oblige."

[Torrocca]

The "Russian" goes to the bar, whistling a patriotic Torrossiyan tune that was dedicated to the common folk of the nation, seemingly just ignoring the world around him.

[Barboneia]

The man stared at her sleepily, and shrugged. "Because you work here, I'm guessing."

"... I have no fucking clue." She says, before crouching back down behind the bar once more.

"...Amazing," he mumbled, before taking a long sip of the water and groaning.

[Greater Orensta]

"I'll leave you two alone, We don't want to anger the ones who set up the rules." Ysabel walked away

I nod and slowly fall asleep, still holding Cody.
The cowboy get up from the bar and looks around, "I've never seen a saloon like this before."

People pass by and look at them "Aww!"

[Khasinkonia]

The "Russian" goes to the bar, whistling a patriotic Torrossiyan tune that was dedicated to the common folk of the nation, seemingly just ignoring the world around him.

"Ein Ruße. Hallo Ruße."

[Derpopollissss]

I nod and slowly fall asleep, still holding Cody.
The cowboy get up from the bar and looks around, "I've never seen a saloon like this before."

People pass by and look at them "Aww!"

I finally fall asleep, my head resting on Cody.

The Cowboy looks around for something to do.

[Crurnlark]

The ranger looked down at it and gave it a pet on the head. "Yes, hello."

Crysal abruptly showed up behind Reg. "... I could help with that, if you like."

It promptly ran off, getting it's share of affection from him.

Reg certainly was spooked, and jumped forward a bit. Peturbed, she looked behind her. "It's rude to pop up unannounced... and what are you talking about, help?"

The bearded man stepped inside, smelling faintly of cologne and chickpeas. He sat down at the bar with a grunt and ordered himself a glass of water like the night before.

The shadowy giant spider creature scrambles up to him, rubbing it's fuzzy head into his leg.

[Fvaarniimar]

"

The wine arrives in a tall glass. Aurelia sips it with a smile. "You're a brother of -" She facepalms. "Oh, of course! You're Germanic. Tell me, what is it like to live among savage barbarians?" Excited, she leans forward.

"Um. No offense meant? Your accent is odd, Yet you act quite civilized. Tell me, are you a citizen?"

"Oh, of course. Let me explain. I come from an ex-German Enclave, so I have a heavy accent. However, manners are of the utmost importance, so naturally, I oblige."

"You credit the Frida family! I take It your province has the Latin Right?" Her wineglass is now half-full.
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[Dalvius]

"

"Oh, of course. Let me explain. I come from an ex-German Enclave, so I have a heavy accent. However, manners are of the utmost importance, so naturally, I oblige."

"You credit the Frida family! I take It your province has the Latin Right?" Her wineglass is now half-full.
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(Tnel? Eh?)

[Torrocca]

The "Russian" goes to the bar, whistling a patriotic Torrossiyan tune that was dedicated to the common folk of the nation, seemingly just ignoring the world around him.

"Ein Ruße. Hallo Ruße."

The "Russian" points his finger at the German-speaker rather aggressively, snarling, "I am NOT Russian! I am Torrossiyan! I am Torrikovich Aleksandr Vetrov, king of the Torrossiyans and guardian of the people!"

[Greater Orensta]

People pass by and look at them "Aww!"

I finally fall asleep, my head resting on Cody.

The Cowboy looks around for something to do.

Ysabel bumps into the Cowboy "S-sorry!"

[Derpopollissss]

I finally fall asleep, my head resting on Cody.

The Cowboy looks around for something to do.

Ysabel bumps into the Cowboy "S-sorry!"

The Cowboy turns around. "Nothing to be sorry for Ma'am. If anything I should apologize for not paying attention."

[Arkadacia]

The ranger looked down at it and gave it a pet on the head. "Yes, hello."

Crysal abruptly showed up behind Reg. "... I could help with that, if you like."

It promptly ran off, getting it's share of affection from him.

Reg certainly was spooked, and jumped forward a bit. Peturbed, she looked behind her. "It's rude to pop up unannounced... and what are you talking about, help?"

He resumes drinking. "What a lovely day it is."

"You want an excuse to run or jog? How about I give you one? I'll do it with you. Or chase you. Either way, you're moving."

[Khasinkonia]

"

"Oh, of course. Let me explain. I come from an ex-German Enclave, so I have a heavy accent. However, manners are of the utmost importance, so naturally, I oblige."

"You credit the Frida family! I take It your province has the Latin Right?" Her wineglass is now half-full.
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"Oh, I see our miscommunication. My given name is Frida. My surname is Orton."

"Ein Ruße. Hallo Ruße."

The "Russian" points his finger at the German-speaker rather aggressively, snarling, "I am NOT Russian! I am Torrossiyan! I am Torrikovich Aleksandr Vetrov, king of the Torrossiyans and guardian of the people!"

"My apologies."

[Barboneia]

The bearded man stepped inside, smelling faintly of cologne and chickpeas. He sat down at the bar with a grunt and ordered himself a glass of water like the night before.

The shadowy giant spider creature scrambles up to him, rubbing it's fuzzy head into his leg.

The man instinctively pets it, before looking down at it and gasping. That certainly woke him up. "Whoa, what the heck?"

[Arkadacia]

"

"Oh, of course. Let me explain. I come from an ex-German Enclave, so I have a heavy accent. However, manners are of the utmost importance, so naturally, I oblige."

"You credit the Frida family! I take It your province has the Latin Right?" Her wineglass is now half-full.
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(Fancy running into you here, Fvaar. )