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

[Orifna]

Orifnaball takes a drink of water, eventually leaving.

"Fun times!"

[Low bloods]

Vixen looks at the empty bar rather calmly and snaps his fingers.
"Alrighty. Since everyone is away, I guess I can let the demons play."

A load of shadows creatures crawl out from under the tables, and above from the rafters occupying the bar.

Vixen sits across from the bar and has one serve him. The bar seems lively in a strange way.

[Cheries]

The very dead and mildly drunk spirit of Paṅalis Nereṫis enters the room with a decanter of apricot liqueur, before seeing the demons and shouting "TARAMASALATA ABOVE!" jumping back and landing beside the piano, the decanter smashing on the ground, showering the creatures with alcohol.

[UIJ]

"I hear overexposure to interdimensional portals can give you cancer of the brain."

(he lives!!!)

[Low bloods]

The very dead and mildly drunk spirit of Paṅalis Nereṫis enters the room with a decanter of apricot liqueur, before seeing the demons and shouting "TARAMASALATA ABOVE!" jumping back and landing beside the piano, the decanter smashing on the ground, showering the creatures with alcohol.

All the creatures look at the new bargoer with distain as even a record player was thrown off making a scratch sound.
For the moment they seemed be agitated as a woman shouts "Hey, don't let one poor soul ruin our good time!"

A group of shadow creatures lift up the drunken soul and stand him up right putting a full glass in his hand and sending him on his way as they now clean the mess.

[Cheries]

"H... Hey... my apricot liqueur... get off me!" Paṅalis scrambles back into the room, attempting to fight off the creatures before slipping and slamming down face-first into the floor, barely avoiding the shattered glass of the decanter. Drowsedly approaching the bar, she orders: "One taramasalata, some crackers, and a sarsaparilla," collapsing into a stool while trying to kick the creatures.

[Low bloods]

"H... Hey... my apricot liqueur... get off me!" Paṅalis scrambles back into the room, attempting to fight off the creatures before slipping and slamming down face-first into the floor, barely avoiding the shattered glass of the decanter. Drowsedly approaching the bar, she orders: "One taramasalata, some crackers, and a sarsaparilla," collapsing into a stool while trying to kick the creatures.

"Calm down there friend, we're just trying to help you up and get you to a more comfy spot." The woman steps from table the table before stepping down behind the bar counter.
"What can I get for you, lost soul?" She asks Paṅalis.

The creature helping her to the bas steps away to help clean the glass as it starts rubbing it's shin in pain.

[Cheries]

"I said, taramasalata, crackers, and a sarsaparilla! And some apricot liqueur, too. If you have a bottle..." Paṅalis hums 'In the Hall of the Mountain King' quietly while tapping her ethereal shoe on the leg of the stool. She turns to Vixen: "Say, what do you think of a good taramasalata? Too many people these days haven't gotten to see its glories..." Paṅalis stares off at the corner of the bar, glazed eyes wistfully remembering her grandmother's taramasalata.

[Low bloods]

"I said, taramasalata, crackers, and a sarsaparilla! And some apricot liqueur, too. If you have a bottle..." Paṅalis hums 'In the Hall of the Mountain King' quietly while tapping her ethereal shoe on the leg of the stool. She turns to Vixen: "Say, what do you think of a good taramasalata? Too many people these days haven't gotten to see its glories..." Paṅalis stares off at the corner of the bar, glazed eyes wistfully remembering her grandmother's taramasalata.

She writes down the order and states "I sure hope Google doesn't lie to me." Walking to the back probably not having the dip on hand, but the ingredients to make it.

"Me personally, I'm not a fan of anything with fish in it unless it's sushi." He took a swig of his drink and nods "but then again I'm not a fan of anything you dip something into".

"He's a weird one, but I love fish, squid and crab, well, any crustacean." The shadow delivers a small bowl of taramasalata alongside a basket of chips, this all accompanied by a new decanter.
"That's right, I used magic to fix the glass! Just kidding, we hada bottle in the back."

[Cheries]

"Ahh..." She relaxes in her seat after taking a swig of the liqueur. "I grew up with this stuff. Well, not literally, of course! But pitfruit liqueur is such a Foreṡ Māūxtir classic." She takes a sniff of the taramasalata with a slight grin on her face. "Oooh... this is the good stuff." Turning towards Vixen, she lowers her voice a little: "I know I'm a bit jumpy for a ghost, but let's take a little forgiveness over the pitfruit, eh?" Turning to the bartender, she asks: "A glass of the liqueur for this one, too. On me." before digging into her taramasalata.

[Nantoraka]

"I hear overexposure to interdimensional portals can give you cancer of the brain."

(he lives!!!)

[Third Kingdom]

'Not alive not dead not around not gone. But I'm sure wondering if it's worth the money to build a mars base.....'

[Low bloods]

"Ahh..." She relaxes in her seat after taking a swig of the liqueur. "I grew up with this stuff. Well, not literally, of course! But pitfruit liqueur is such a Foreṡ Māūxtir classic." She takes a sniff of the taramasalata with a slight grin on her face. "Oooh... this is the good stuff." Turning towards Vixen, she lowers her voice a little: "I know I'm a bit jumpy for a ghost, but let's take a little forgiveness over the pitfruit, eh?" Turning to the bartender, she asks: "A glass of the liqueur for this one, too. On me." before digging into her taramasalata.

"Oh no, you are totally fine." Vixen laughs "we have upbeat souls around all the time actually. Both dead and alive, believe it or not." He picks up the glass and nods "cheers." He took a swig of it, "It's a different taste for sure."

"Im glad you too are enjoying this, we don't really have our nights where everything is this rowdy.

'Not alive not dead not around not gone. But I'm sure wondering if it's worth the money to build a mars base.....'

"I mean if it works it works."

[Nantoraka]

"Ahh..." She relaxes in her seat after taking a swig of the liqueur. "I grew up with this stuff. Well, not literally, of course! But pitfruit liqueur is such a Foreṡ Māūxtir classic." She takes a sniff of the taramasalata with a slight grin on her face. "Oooh... this is the good stuff." Turning towards Vixen, she lowers her voice a little: "I know I'm a bit jumpy for a ghost, but let's take a little forgiveness over the pitfruit, eh?" Turning to the bartender, she asks: "A glass of the liqueur for this one, too. On me." before digging into her taramasalata.

"Oh no, you are totally fine." Vixen laughs "we have upbeat souls around all the time actually. Both dead and alive, believe it or not." He picks up the glass and nods "cheers." He took a swig of it, "It's a different taste for sure."

"Im glad you too are enjoying this, we don't really have our nights where everything is this rowdy.

'Not alive not dead not around not gone. But I'm sure wondering if it's worth the money to build a mars base.....'

"I mean if it works it works."

"I've seen mass graves with more life and enthusiasm than this place ever had"

[The African Emirates]

'Not alive not dead not around not gone. But I'm sure wondering if it's worth the money to build a mars base.....'

After the disappearance of Fox, Ernest took a deep sigh, picking up his orange juice and thanking Altares for guarding it so dutifully.

"To be honest, a Mars base is only worth it if you're looking to mine out the planet. Conditions aren't ideal for pretty much any life, much less complex sapient life. Trust me, I know from experience."

[Low bloods]

"Oh no, you are totally fine." Vixen laughs "we have upbeat souls around all the time actually. Both dead and alive, believe it or not." He picks up the glass and nods "cheers." He took a swig of it, "It's a different taste for sure."

"Im glad you too are enjoying this, we don't really have our nights where everything is this rowdy.

"I mean if it works it works."

"I've seen mass graves with more life and enthusiasm than this place ever had"

"It's a curse" Vixen nods rather accepting of the fact. "No matter how many folk show this place will never be what I wanted it to be. To be honest it acts as a prison rather than a saloon. But it wasn't always this dead but these days it is..

Ernest would see a red summon sign vanish as the glass was picked up. Almost as if it were signifying the glass was back in safe hands.

[Third Kingdom]

'Not alive not dead not around not gone. But I'm sure wondering if it's worth the money to build a mars base.....'

"I mean if it works it works."

'Good point just gotta make sure a rebellion doesn't happen, somehow someway.'

'Not alive not dead not around not gone. But I'm sure wondering if it's worth the money to build a mars base.....'

After the disappearance of Fox, Ernest took a deep sigh, picking up his orange juice and thanking Altares for guarding it so dutifully.

"To be honest, a Mars base is only worth it if you're looking to mine out the planet. Conditions aren't ideal for pretty much any life, much less complex sapient life. Trust me, I know from experience."

'Don't know what I'll plan with it other than making a base, somehow someway sometime.'

[Low bloods]

"I mean if it works it works."

'Good point just gotta make sure a rebellion doesn't happen, somehow someway.'

If they colonize it there definitely will be some sort of mess happening.. hopefully it's not like dead space or something. We are more than ready to take on a zombie moon but I'd rather not."

[Third Kingdom]

'Good point just gotta make sure a rebellion doesn't happen, somehow someway.'

If they colonize it there definitely will be some sort of mess happening.. hopefully it's not like dead space or something. We are more than ready to take on a zombie moon but I'd rather not."

'Oh....erhm......that happened like about five years ago different solar system......had to glass or maybe blockade one of the two. Or was that the arachnids/bugs from starship troopers.'

[Low bloods]

"I think a good glassing should always be in order if there's a necromorph outbreak. The chaos is overwhelming, though not for a trooper like that."

[Rubberducky land]

I just walk in.

[Low bloods]

I just walk in.

The bargoers don't seem to notice much as everyone seems to be in their own quarrels and such.
But a knight accomplished by a woman in strange apparel walks in shortly after.

"You seem like the needle in a haystack." The woman said as they pass by.

The knight responds "Leave them alone, not everyone should be what you would call a gritty badass. Bars have variety, this saloon is no different."

"But a saloon is where all the tougher ones go, all there is here is shadow creatures, ghosts, and I guess what you would consider normal folk. Normal in the standards of outside of low blood."

"Out of all the grand priest, you are the least normal of them all. And this is the first saloon you've ever been to-"

The two's bickering faded as they strayed off towards the bar.

[Serdtgyu]

I enter and shoot my six gun

[Nantoraka]

"Bartender, please, kick this man in the testicles before he does that a second time"

[Low bloods]

"Bartender, please, kick this man in the testicles before he does that a second time"

"Eyy it depends on how much your paying... But that will be added on his tab. Like why put a hole in my ceiling, what a goof."