Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v4]

[Low bloods]

"Must be a fun nation." He chuckles

"Time isnt always on ones side."

"I ran out of polish for the wood long ago... and the stuff that happens here is well..
difficult to repair."

"I suppose it's a little funny... for a place built in the name of moderation, a few screws must have come loose here." Tiva said as she sat back.

"It was built for a exile for the previous almost non existent generation of 'Location threadders'." Vixen said with a deep sigh "To monoter if we were truly worth allowing the creation of multiple threads as they turned all them to dust.
We failed as there was a massacre shortly before the event. All Hopes were low and many just gave up right off the bat, others gave over time. The first thread sealed our fate and the moderators saw change, but it was not enough.
So they left this place.
Left it dead in the dirt and dust.
But I still linger in it. A stubborn force too caught up to give up." Vixen cleaned a glass as he told the tale. While staring at staring at a engraving in the wood of the bar counter, it was on the opposite side from his current position indicating he was once a bargoer far in the past.

[Sioperon]

"I suppose it's a little funny... for a place built in the name of moderation, a few screws must have come loose here." Tiva said as she sat back.

"It was built for a exile for the previous almost non existent generation of 'Location threadders'." Vixen said with a deep sigh "To monoter if we were truly worth allowing the creation of multiple threads as they turned all them to dust.
We failed as there was a massacre shortly before the event. All Hopes were low and many just gave up right off the bat, others gave over time. The first thread sealed our fate and the moderators saw change, but it was not enough.
So they left this place.
Left it dead in the dirt and dust.
But I still linger in it. A stubborn force too caught up to give up." Vixen cleaned a glass as he told the tale. While staring at staring at a engraving in the wood of the bar counter, it was on the opposite side from his current position indicating he was once a bargoer far in the past.

"Wow. How tragic... a land that was once fruitful and promising, with the truly good people abandoning it and leaving it to dust... this occurs too many times." Tiva said with concern, before turning to Vixen. "But you staying here, even after all these years, shows of your heart being truly in the right place, having faith forever more in those who come here, and those who left, hoping they come back, even if they never do."

"...now, if we'll all stop being depressing for a moment... want a grape?" Tiva said, holding out a bunch.

[San Lumen]

"It was built for a exile for the previous almost non existent generation of 'Location threadders'." Vixen said with a deep sigh "To monoter if we were truly worth allowing the creation of multiple threads as they turned all them to dust.
We failed as there was a massacre shortly before the event. All Hopes were low and many just gave up right off the bat, others gave over time. The first thread sealed our fate and the moderators saw change, but it was not enough.
So they left this place.
Left it dead in the dirt and dust.
But I still linger in it. A stubborn force too caught up to give up." Vixen cleaned a glass as he told the tale. While staring at staring at a engraving in the wood of the bar counter, it was on the opposite side from his current position indicating he was once a bargoer far in the past.

"Wow. How tragic... a land that was once fruitful and promising, with the truly good people abandoning it and leaving it to dust... this occurs too many times." Tiva said with concern, before turning to Vixen. "But you staying here, even after all these years, shows of your heart being truly in the right place, having faith forever more in those who come here, and those who left, hoping they come back, even if they never do."

"...now, if we'll all stop being depressing for a moment... want a grape?" Tiva said, holding out a bunch.

"Ill try some." Leo said as he asked Tiva for one.

[Sioperon]

"Wow. How tragic... a land that was once fruitful and promising, with the truly good people abandoning it and leaving it to dust... this occurs too many times." Tiva said with concern, before turning to Vixen. "But you staying here, even after all these years, shows of your heart being truly in the right place, having faith forever more in those who come here, and those who left, hoping they come back, even if they never do."

"...now, if we'll all stop being depressing for a moment... want a grape?" Tiva said, holding out a bunch.

"Ill try some." Leo said as he asked Tiva for one.

"Alright, sure." the Queen replied as she held the grapes out in Leo's direction. "Take just a few though. Not the whole thing."

[San Lumen]

"Ill try some." Leo said as he asked Tiva for one.

"Alright, sure." the Queen replied as she held the grapes out in Leo's direction. "Take just a few though. Not the whole thing."

Leo took only a few grapes. "Thank you very much he said." as he tried one. "These are delicious." He told the Queen.

"I dont believe we've met. Im Leo Adama of the Galactic PD. Im from Coruscant by way of Earth." He explained to the Queen.

[Low bloods]

"It was built for a exile for the previous almost non existent generation of 'Location threadders'." Vixen said with a deep sigh "To monoter if we were truly worth allowing the creation of multiple threads as they turned all them to dust.
We failed as there was a massacre shortly before the event. All Hopes were low and many just gave up right off the bat, others gave over time. The first thread sealed our fate and the moderators saw change, but it was not enough.
So they left this place.
Left it dead in the dirt and dust.
But I still linger in it. A stubborn force too caught up to give up." Vixen cleaned a glass as he told the tale. While staring at staring at a engraving in the wood of the bar counter, it was on the opposite side from his current position indicating he was once a bargoer far in the past.

"Wow. How tragic... a land that was once fruitful and promising, with the truly good people abandoning it and leaving it to dust... this occurs too many times." Tiva said with concern, before turning to Vixen. "But you staying here, even after all these years, shows of your heart being truly in the right place, having faith forever more in those who come here, and those who left, hoping they come back, even if they never do."

"...now, if we'll all stop being depressing for a moment... want a grape?" Tiva said, holding out a bunch.

"Sure, need a drink for your travels?"

[Great Thallands]

The rain beat down on The Founder's robe as he approached the building. It was so damned cold out here, not like the warmth and comfort that his home island offered. Grasping the knob to the door, he entered. Cloven hoofs beat down on the floor as the black robed figure with his hood up came in. He never felt so much relief. He looked around and sighed.

Apparently, he was among the weirdest of the patrons. He kept his hood up, his yellow goat-like eyes peering from the shadows of his soaked robes. Thankfully, the material was fairly hydrophobic as a puddle came around his feet.

"Hello, everyone." He said, in a calm, flat tone.

[Foxfound]

The rain beat down on The Founder's robe as he approached the building. It was so damned cold out here, not like the warmth and comfort that his home island offered. Grasping the knob to the door, he entered. Cloven hoofs beat down on the floor as the black robed figure with his hood up came in. He never felt so much relief. He looked around and sighed.

Apparently, he was among the weirdest of the patrons. He kept his hood up, his yellow goat-like eyes peering from the shadows of his soaked robes. Thankfully, the material was fairly hydrophobic as a puddle came around his feet.

"Hello, everyone." He said, in a calm, flat tone.

A young spirit girl floated over quietly.

"Hello, sir. What brings you here?"

[Cosmopolitan Borovan II]

Alexa Chung was riding her horse with an accompanied male stranger named Townsend Buckaroo on Main Street. She wore leather boots and a cowboy fitting outfit. "I think this is the place to take a stop." Townsend said" I heard there's some dangerous outlaw around this place by the name of well, the guy's so dangerous they even gave him the nickname, The Stranger."

They arrived at the Head Saloon.

Alexa, "Mr. Bartender, I'll like to get a drink for me and my pal." Then she whispered, "Oh and uh-- do you know anything by the name of --"

Mister Mouffan replied, "Madam, if you're here to stir up trouble, I'll ask you to simply stop and leave."

Alexa, "Okay, may I have two drinks?"

Mister Mouffan replied, "Sure", and gave them two drinks.

[San Lumen]

The rain beat down on The Founder's robe as he approached the building. It was so damned cold out here, not like the warmth and comfort that his home island offered. Grasping the knob to the door, he entered. Cloven hoofs beat down on the floor as the black robed figure with his hood up came in. He never felt so much relief. He looked around and sighed.

Apparently, he was among the weirdest of the patrons. He kept his hood up, his yellow goat-like eyes peering from the shadows of his soaked robes. Thankfully, the material was fairly hydrophobic as a puddle came around his feet.

"Hello, everyone." He said, in a calm, flat tone.

"Hello there. Welcome to the Saloon. Leo Adama is the name. " Leo said as he wondered who this strange figure was. He noticed the Queen's guards were a bit taken aback.

[Sioperon]

The rain beat down on The Founder's robe as he approached the building. It was so damned cold out here, not like the warmth and comfort that his home island offered. Grasping the knob to the door, he entered. Cloven hoofs beat down on the floor as the black robed figure with his hood up came in. He never felt so much relief. He looked around and sighed.

Apparently, he was among the weirdest of the patrons. He kept his hood up, his yellow goat-like eyes peering from the shadows of his soaked robes. Thankfully, the material was fairly hydrophobic as a puddle came around his feet.

"Hello, everyone." He said, in a calm, flat tone.

Tiva looked over to the Founder, seeing the robed creature come in, and looking a little unnerved. Her guards also seemed a little concerned by the figure, one guard grasping his spear.

"W-well... hey. Nice to meet you. The name's Queen Tiva Monistikos of Sioperon." She said while putting on the best smile she could.

[Great Thallands]

Most people who paid attention to himself, The Founder, seemed friendly enough. The guards around the supposed princess were surprised but out and about when you're a shapeshifter with no real control over his powers, he didn't pay much mind. He flashed his best smile at the princess and her guards and bowed to the spirit girl.

He sat by the bar, taking off his hood. Seeing the ghost, he felt comfortable to reveal his face. After all, The Founder had nothing much to hide. The white furred goat had yellow horns that curled backwards as he smiled. He fished for his wallet and flashed the bartender with his ID.

"Is my Thallandic ID good here? I'm like, 23."

[San Lumen]

Most people who paid attention to himself, The Founder, seemed friendly enough. The guards around the supposed princess were surprised but out and about when you're a shapeshifter with no real control over his powers, he didn't pay much mind. He flashed his best smile at the princess and her guards and bowed to the spirit girl.

He sat by the bar, taking off his hood. Seeing the ghost, he felt comfortable to reveal his face. After all, The Founder had nothing much to hide. The white furred goat had yellow horns that curled backwards as he smiled. He fished for his wallet and flashed the bartender with his ID.

"Is my Thallandic ID good here? I'm like, 23."

"It should be." Leo told The Founder

[Great Thallands]

The Founder put down a five puro bill, a yellow banknote surrounded by with a stylized black wolf smiling widely and friendily. "House special, if you have one."

[Low bloods]

"Honestly I don't even check ID." Vixen laughs he serves drinks.

[Sioperon]

The Founder put down a five puro bill, a yellow banknote surrounded by with a stylized black wolf smiling widely and friendily. "House special, if you have one."

Queen Tiva was still in curious thought about the Founder, as were her guards. Despite the friendly notice he gave them, being that she had never seen a goat-man before, she was extremely curious. She later got up and sat next to where the Founder would be.

"So... you, er... you do not seem to be from around here. Well, none of us are, but... just wondering, where are you exactly from, may I ask?" Tiva asked.

[San Lumen]

The Founder put down a five puro bill, a yellow banknote surrounded by with a stylized black wolf smiling widely and friendily. "House special, if you have one."

Queen Tiva was still in curious thought about the Founder, as were her guards. Despite the friendly notice he gave them, being that she had never seen a goat-man before, she was extremely curious. She later got up and sat next to where the Founder would be.

"So... you, er... you do not seem to be from around here. Well, none of us are, but... just wondering, where are you exactly from, may I ask?" Tiva asked.

Leo sat next to the Founder as well curious about him. "I was about to ask the same thing. You beat me too it."

[Great Thallands]

The Founder looked to the princess, his drink in his massive hand. He was somewhat tall, dwarving over quite a few people. "I hail from the island of the Great Thallands." He said. "Much warmer than the chill over here. At this place is warm."

[San Lumen]

The Founder looked to the princess, his drink in his massive hand. He was somewhat tall, dwarving over quite a few people. "I hail from the island of the Great Thallands." He said. "Much warmer than the chill over here. At this place is warm."

"What planet is that?" Im not familiar with it." Leo asked.

[Sioperon]

The Founder looked to the princess, his drink in his massive hand. He was somewhat tall, dwarving over quite a few people. "I hail from the island of the Great Thallands." He said. "Much warmer than the chill over here. At this place is warm."

"Well, doesn't seem to bad. On our island of Sioperon, it can get cold, but some days can also be extremely hot. But it's good, because as far as I'm concerned, if we're not freezing or burning up, then the weather's fine!" Tiva laughed as she had a sip of wine. (OOC: It's Queen Tiva now. Made an error earlier.)

[Great Thallands]

"Planet Krucd." The Founder said. "I found it when I was 19 through a dimensional rift. Think of a Stargate and you have the right idea." He took a drink of his beer.

"Our capital is known for it's eternally spring-like weather." He looked to the Princess. "Everywhere else, it's hot and humid. Never gets too cold."

[Sioperon]

"Planet Krucd." The Founder said. "I found it when I was 19 through a dimensional rift. Think of a Stargate and you have the right idea." He took a drink of his beer.

"Our capital is known for it's eternally spring-like weather." He looked to the Princess. "Everywhere else, it's hot and humid. Never gets too cold."

"I'm sure it'd be lovely over there... though, hearing that, I'm not exactly sure why you're dressed in such a manner. I mean, wouldn't you be sweating to death in that thing? I guess it intimidates the criminals, I suppose... though, no offense, really, but if I was less, you know... human-like in appearance... I'd suppose I'd deter criminals as well. Who are you, anywhom?" Queen Tiva asked.

[Great Thallands]

The robes had a very Chinese appearance to them, the sleeves long and loose. They were tucked inside of the gloves of The Founder. He took them off, revealing largely human like hands. His fingernails were black, but only that was off. He stood up, towering over the people. His robe was black with a red sash, lapel and collar.

"It might be made from hydrophobic material but no. It's just a robe in the style of hanfu."

OOC: Derp. I have the memory of a goldfish.

[Sioperon]

The robes had a very Chinese appearance to them, the sleeves long and loose. They were tucked inside of the gloves of The Founder. He took them off, revealing largely human like hands. His fingernails were black, but only that was off. He stood up, towering over the people. His robe was black with a red sash, lapel and collar.

"It might be made from hydrophobic material but no. It's just a robe in the style of hanfu."

OOC: Derp. I have the memory of a goldfish.

"Hanfu, hm? It seems cumbersome... but very stylish and somewhat intimidating. I mean, I'm all for style with impracticalities too! My dress sometimes catches on my guards' spears, and going barefoot has obvious setbacks. But, hey, all in fashion, hm?" the Queen said with a smirk.

"Don't act surprised, either... these things will just about catch onto anything." One of the guards said, holding up his spear and showing off the dangerous-looking spearhead.

[Foxfound]

The ghost girl was peering over the counter at a glass of water sitting on it. It could perhaps be inferred that she hadn't had a drink since her death and was somewhat irked by this fact.