forum The Purple Cauldron Tavern

Started May 02, 2019 by @GameMaster group

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“Sounds easy enough…” Lucas commented on it.

"Yes, the fate of a soul can be determined simply by rock papers scissors. I forgot how flippant they are about souls. Ah well, I needn't worry about that anyways." Hinata said to herself, not really intending anyone else to hear.

"It is one of the most entertaining events." Calix said to Hinata hearing what she said.

"Yes. So is watching two Plutonians fighting to the death because they like the same mate." Hinata rolled her eyes.

"No I mean they stand there verbally fighting for 2 minutes before the rock paper scissors battle. There is also like 4 judges determining if any cheating was enacted."

"I agree, it's kind of a long trip," Tolkalee explained. "Oh, and before you decide that yes you want to come with me, I should warn you. My home has a war going on right now. I know a place where the war hasn't and won't reach, which is where I was going. But we'd be going through the war country. So if you don't want to go let me know." He explained. "I will not say that you can't come because war isn't for girls, because I don't believe that. I don't think war is s good thing. But if you really want to come with me I think you should know that we have the possibility of running into trouble."

Hinata laughed.
"Oh my lord, that sounds like my bosses."

A small male with a shock of silverish white hair entered the bar, his image seems to glitch in and out of existence, ending up an inch or so in a different direction. S.K clapped, ending up right next to the male. "Mendax! I haven't seen you in ages, Barkeep will be happy to see you, or mad, it depends if you fixed up the fight incident with her."

Cassio was grateful for the distraction that Calix provided. Josiah had started to make him uneasy, the way he looked at him disturbed him.

“Oh yeah,” The barkeeper interrupted. “I did mean to tell you eventually but many of you have interacted in another story. ‘The Soul Labyrinth’ good read if I do say so myself.”

Hinata didn't seem fazed by this. To be honest, she enjoyed reading the stories of other worlds.

The barkeeper sat silently throughout this affair. Her job was to listen and learn, not contribute. However, she didn’t much care what her job was. “I’ve visited Heaven, Hell, and the Soul Labyrinth multiple times and I must say that Hell is the only one I’d go back to. Save Purgatory perhaps.”

Her eyes glowed slightly as she heard 'war'. It was a word she was used to, back home dragon and man were constantly at war so to speak. Men and dragon constantly at each other's throats, all because of a single death that happened way before she was even born.
There were of course some dragons and humans that tolerated each other. Actually, there was a village she had heard of where many Dragonkin called home. There was a time she had thought about heading there, but she was still unsure. Would they accept the likes of her? A Dragonkin that couldn't even control her dragon form? And what if they knew about her inability to fly? Would they still accept her?
The woman shook her head to try and clear all of the questions that started to surface. She instead tried to let his words sink into her mind. If she chose to continue to travel with him, they would be going through unknown territory for her, dangers around every corner. A slight frown crossed her features. She swallowed the lump growing in her throat as another barrage of questions surfaced in her mind. She was scared, crossing into a land she had no clue about, or what was to be expected. Yet…it was a risk she was willing to take…
Zera looked back to Tolkalee, a mixture of determination and something else crossed her features, "I will still travel with you, this war will be a hinderance, but nothing in life is easy. All one can do is keep doing until they finally find something worthwhile."

Tolkalee smiled at her. Her determination was good. He was actually glad that she still wanted to travel with him. Not many people would after he told them what might happen, or what was happening. The fact that she was still willing to travel with him told him that she had strong will power. At some point he would also have to tell her who he really was. He couldn't keep that from her, and it would be better to tell her than to let her find out. "Well, I guess we should get moving then. The rain is letting up and it will be dawn soon."

“What about you Calix? You must be at least somewhat partial to heaven.” The barkeeper poured herself a drink from a grey glass under the bar.

"Eh, not great. Looks nice but quite demanding." Calix replied.

Eris looked up from his seat. He'd been zoning out while his author was gone. "Catch me up on recent events, possibly? And I'm waiting for that drink." he grunted.

Mendax walked up to the bar, glitching a bit, as usual. "I really hope you don't blame me for the fight incident." He said, even his voice glitched.

“Hey Newbie.” The barkeep handed Eris his drink and he slithered back to his seat. “Name, drink, and story please.” She turned to Calix. “Demanding isn’t the word I’d use. More like slavery.”

“I haven’t really been keeping up with the news since I last left Hell. Calix and Vasilios probably know more.” She said to Eris.

"Stories, you say? I have a rather good one. Listen closely. See with the mind's eye, see deeper than with your pitiful mortal forms. I have a tale of horrors to tell you, and if you blink, if you look away even for a second? All is lost." Eris said dramatically. Brie, a young woman with hair spread all over, freckles, and an olive complexion stepped in. "Drama queen much? We'll tell the story together. Eris, do that magic… thingy thing. With the thing." she stated at her nails casually. Brie seemed to be human, but had seen things a human would rarely witness. Maybe she was the first human too, even.

“Hey Freckles. Name and drink. I think you already have your story prepared.”

Lucas just looked around and paid some attention to the new comers.
Josiah on the other hand…
“This counter and I have become one…” he mumbly said with his head flopped onto the counter. He was no longer functioning properly.

The barkeep looked at Josiah with concern and patted him on the head. "I have something that might get him back to normal. If you want."

Lucas sighed
“Yeah, no. He will suffer from his own choices” Lucas jokingly said.
Josiah’s body melted with the table and started giggling like a little kid.

“I was wondering, how do you judge souls to go to Purgatory? It’s not really like heaven, Hell, or even the labyrinth.” The bartender had found Purgatory quite pleasant in her visits. It had become one of her favorite places.

Lucas raised a brow.
“You went to Purgatory before?”

“A few times. I found it interesting. Like walking through a museum of imperfect artwork. Messy but beautiful. Hell is cool too but it’s hard to see when you’re being tortured. I hitched a rides through what you would call a ‘back door’.” She explained. “A kind of stage entrance for the court. I’ve got connections literally everywhere. Wasn’t very hard to get in.”