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Post by Kasey Fitzpatrick on Apr 22, 2012 21:12:34 GMT -6
Kasey's grip tightened on her stolen katana as she passed through the gates into the city, casting a look over her shoulder out of habit. It had been a week or so since she had managed to escape from the reaper known as Grimm, and wasn't looking to get caught up with that guy again anytime in the foreseeable future.
She slowly made her way down the street ahead, stopping outside the entrance to Tanwyn's Tavern and Inn. She casts a glance down both ends of the street and then pulls the door open, swiftly crossing the threshold into the seedy bar.
She coughs and her eyes water slightly at the overwhelming scent of tobacco smoke that is permeating the air and shakes her head a couple times to clear the fatigue she felt from walking for the past twelve hours straight.
She settles down onto a barstool and pulls the small satchel of coins from her pocket, the money she'd found on the murdered man she'd found in the woods a few miles back and tosses a couple of the gold disks onto the bar.
"Let me get whatever your best meal is here." She places her order and takes a moment to glance around the smoky tavern as the barmaid moves off to fill her request.
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Post by daimonsilver on Apr 22, 2012 21:51:16 GMT -6
Gaara had just arrived in Jherrazad all the Isafaro. He walkt through the gates of the city he loved the feeling of all the sand around him. It was an almost certainty of him not being beaten.
Feeling a bit tired and antsy to get to work he walked into an Inn. The sign Tanwyn's Tavern and Inn. He was hoping to find some "Interesting characters" that would satisfy his need for entertainment for the night.
He open the door and is hit with the smell of tobacco. " Just like human to turn something ritualistic into something recreational." he whispered to himself and headed to an empty bar stool.
" Give me your best drink bar keep." Gaara said as he sat down.
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