forum The Purple Cauldron Tavern(Reboot)

Started December 27, 2019 by @GameMaster group

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Barkeep scooted over at Ichika's raised hand. "Need something?" He looked up at the newcomer. "Another Phantom? I love the cat."

Ichika scooted a bit closer to the Barkeep, whispering the words:
”Get this man something non-alcoholic, please” before sitting down and nodding.

Hinata barely glanced at the newcomer, but did a double-take at the cat. Interesting indeed.
"Makes sense," Hinata said in response to Barkeep, looking over at him. "I'd be picky too."

"Non-alcoholic?" Barkeep whispered loudly. He squinted and poured a glass of ginger beer (not alcohol, it's kinda like ginger ale) "No problem. Anything for the cat?'

When the Barkeep set down the glass, the newcomer nodded in gratitude.
”Uhm… he usually eats tuna so if you have that, that’d be great” the man said, stroking the cat’s fur as it purred.

"Yeah, sure." He rifled through a few drawers and managed to find a can of tuna and a can opener. "I don't know why I have these but I guess you're lucky I do. I'll have some potato wedges out in a second for you Ichika." Barkeep went through a back door in search of snacks.

(Pffft I knew who it was the moment I read black leather Derby's XD I am not afraid to admit I am a huge fan of his, throwing this out there-)

Hinata sighed quietly to herself. She took a sip of her sake before standing up and making her way over to stand by the new guy.
"Hey," she said with a slight smile.

”Thank you” the new Phantom by the counter said to the Barkeep before turning to see who had called him. Upon turning his face, he nearly fell off his stool.
”Hi-Hinata?” he was surprised to see the Balance Keeper in such a place. The cat on his lap looked up and jumped up on Hinata, landing on her head.

Hinata laughed quietly at the man's reaction, smiling as she reached up to pat the cat's head.
"Good to see you too, Matthew. Surprised?" She chuckled again, in a much better mood then when she had walked in.

Nathaniel listened in on the other's conversations, still sipping whatever drink he'd been given. His crooked wings hung limp behind him, one of the tips dragging along the ground. They were lopsided enough that the other didn't reach.

”That should be quite obvious—“ the man managed to calm down to a degree before he started to chuckle.
”Yeah, good to see you” Matthew said to her with a calm smile.

Ichika looked at the interaction and smiled slightly. It was adorable, of course, seeing two important Multiverse figures talking to each other without one wanting to kill or hurt the other.

Barkeep emerged from the back with a plate of fries. "Snacks anyone?"

Hinata grinned softly, putting her arms on the bar and taking a seat.
"So, what brings you here? I don't think I've ever seen you when I'm out drinking before."

Axtin hummed, even more curious about this stranger. He had never seen anyone like him. The aura he possessed was familiar but appearance wise…? He seemed almost normal. Watching the boy's expressions shift, the demon looked at him curiously. "What's your name kid?"

"Kye Gathrodir," he nodded his head to the demon figure. "Some refer to me as the caveman, others call me the peacekeeper. However to correct that I am a peace negotiator not a peacekeeper. You may call me what you like. May I ask your name?"

”Fries would be nice” Ichika said, clearly wanting the Barkeep to come to him as he was the one who requested them.
”Ichika wanted to talk to me about the Multiverse jailbreak event that happened a week back, so he decided to come here where only a certain number of us can come to” Matthew answered before he sipped the ginger ale-like drink in front of him.

"Of course," He set the plate on the bar. "Everyone getting along? That's a rare feat."

Hinata nodded, taking a sip of her sake.
"I heard about that. Course, work's been keeping me way too busy to actually look into it." she sighed.
"I may or may not be hiding from my sister. I have a job tomorrow, and she doesn't like me having a hangover when I go in."

Great white wings beat the air, carrying him forth across the skies. He hardly realized as what was once his world, disappeared, to reveal something altogether different. The beast pulled into a hover, tilting his horned head. Light blue, nearly white eyes looked around, pupils narrowing into thin slits. The creature, a great white wyvern, seemed to have a puzzled, yet curious expression upon his muzzle.
"Vhat is zis now? I zeem to have stumbled upon another place…Ze void perhaps? No, no, doesn't have ze right energy for ze void. Vell, zeems best to investigate, not zat I mind," the beast mused to himself.
The wyvern then proceeded to slowly circle downwards towards what he assumed to be 'ground'. Least that is what he was figuring what it was, he didn't know. Being the curious beast he was, he felt it best to see what this new place held, and perhaps learn from it and whomever called the abode home. As his white claws touched the ground, the beast's form shimmered, shrinking downwards. It continued to grow smaller, till the light died down to now reveal a human male in the wyvern's place. He appeared human, except his eyes, and the fact there was still a white, scaled tail swaying behind him. Probably more so out of excitement than anything.
A low rumble seemingly came from the male's chest, looking around. A forked tongue flicked past his lips, testing the air. There was indeed others around, inside the building. He glanced upwards, seeing a sign, reading; 'The Purple Cauldron'. Seemed a lot of these inns and taverns had odd names, but guess it was eye-catching, one way to bring in customers. The male approached the door, reaching a pale hand out, letting it creak open by his touch. He entered without seeing a world, but simply allowing his eyes to pass over the current patrons. Such interesting beings, each holding their own scent, scents he knew, but were still somehow different. Probably something to do that none of these individuals in fact, came from his world, each coming from their own.
This, of course, would only make him even more curious and interested. He was always trying to learn more. Oh, the male knew quite a bit, being an age which even he couldn't remember right off, but age meant little to any draconic beast. But his hunger for knowledge didn't seem to know any bounds, have even bluntly asked, course he was polite, if he could read certain knowledge only the Elders were allowed to know. This request was refused, but he sufficed with other things to learn about. This would just be another venture for whatever knowledge he could gain from these strangers.

”Well, these two have known each other for… a decade and something now, so that’s great” Ichika said to the Barkeep, pointing at Matthew and Hinata respectively.
”We all work within the landscapes of the Multiverse so we should know each other at least by duty name” the draconic Phantom explained.

Matthew nodded with a small laugh.
”Michi’s still Michi” the man giggled as he said something about the Balance Keeper’s sister.

Nathaniel got another glass of the silvery liquid once he finished the last, deciding to just knock this one down. He could feel himself getting a bit tipsy, which could be dangerous. He picked enough fights when he was sober.

"How do you do?" Barkeep felt this was the proper response to the dramatic entrance. It wasn't really but he wasn't feeling particularly articulate so it would just have to do. "Something to drink?'

Ichika draconic senses were blasting up inside his body. Though now a Phantom, he was once a draconian given his stories. Even the other draconic figure came through the door, Ichika glanced over his shoulder at them, his pupils changing from just being and spherical to being sharp as a knife just from the presence of the new figurine.

”Calm down…” the man who sat next to Ichika said plainly as the draconian’s pupils went back to normal. He shook his head in self disgust. This was who he was before entering the Labyrinth and yet he couldn’t leave his past self behind.

The white haired male turned his head. His pupils had rounded a bit, showing his more relaxed state. There was still a curious glint in his gaze, but other than that, he seemed relaxed. His tail was curled against his side, crossing his legs, one over the other. He rested his arms upon his lap, observing for several moments, then moving his gaze to meet the one who he was assuming was addressing him.
"I assume you are speaking to me yes? If zis is ze case, a cup of tea will do nicely if possible. Zo, if not, a glass of your finest vine will do."
His accent was probably hard for some to understand. A major spoiler that let others know he was most likely not from this region, wherever this region was…
He felt the eyes of another upon him. The male glanced over to the others whom had looked his way. He raised an eyebrow, tail twitching a bit, but he still held that curious expression. Much like a child who had just found a new place to explore.

"I can get you tea." He squinted. "Is that a French accent?"

He smiled, "Zank you."
The male tilted his head as the one, he was assuming owned this tavern, asked if it was a 'French accent'. Now honestly, the draconic male had no idea what 'french' was, as there was no such thing back in his world.
"French? I am afraid zat I have never heard of zuch a thing. Zo, if it helps, I am from ze more zouthern parts of ze world I am from. Dragons and vyverns come from many parts of ze world."
Though, now that the other mentioned, he did realize seemed others had accents. It was always hard to hear your own, when you constantly heard your voice every day. Such another curious thing he would have to keep in mind.
"If I may ask, vhat is zis 'French' you speak of?"
He was genuinely curious…

Ichika felt the urge to just stand up, walk to the draconic figure, and have a talk with them. Though the relic that was implanted inside him forcefully stopped him from doing so, not knowing what the consequences might be. He eyed the figure again then realized something…
If that person was to be a real draconian and not a draconian hybrid like himself, they would most likely be able to catch the sense of his magic. After the thought process, Ichika channeled some of his Chaos aura through his skin, just enough for the draconian to catch of whiff of.

A person on the shorter side made their way into the bar, a burn looking faintly like a heart where their left eye should be. They didn't speak, but instead gave a warm smile to anyone that should look their way. They unclasped the red robe around their neck and placed it on their lap as they sat at the bar.

Barkeep tilted his head. "It's a region with a very…recognizable accent. It doesn't matter." No matter how many worlds he visited, accents always threw him off. He had met draconian beings before but he hadn't heard this specific accent. "Enjoy your tea." He turned to the new person. "Anything to drink?"

"May I have just a Shirley temple? I'm not a big liquor drinker. Sorry." The figure closed their eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of the tavern. It smelled like good fun to them. "I'm Roseari, it's wonderfull to meet you."