The Watering Hole

[Cormac]

You've traveled to the bustling city of Lycopolis on the western bank of the Nile for Sandy Wolf Fest '16. Here the great god Osiris is worshiped in the form of a wolf, commemorating an invading horde being driven from this area by a pack of wolves many centuries ago, and an even older myth that Osiris came in the form of a wolf to the aid of Aset and Horus against the monstrous giant Typhon in a battle that took place here.

Wandering off the beaten path, past the many temples and through the busy marketplace, you've come upon a pub on the outskirts of the city. The locals tell you the pub is called the Watering Hole. Not for the faint of heart, the Watering Hole has a reputation for attracting a rough and tumble crowd. It's said that a gang of shapeshifters frequent this pub every weekend, and after an evening of drunken debauchery they transform into a pack of wolves and lay siege to neighboring cities, their midnight howls the only warning that the pack is approaching.

Intrigued, and never one to turn down an adventure, you walk into the dimly lit, smoke-filled pub. You approach the bar and see a heavily tattooed bartender with a patch covering his right eye. You can't help but chuckle when you hear someone call the bartender Patch, but you stop chuckling when Patch looks your way, his one grey eye glaring at you.

"What'll it be?" Patch growls. You're thinking something strong, and probably a double.

[Gradea]

[class=members]Gradea[/class] walks into the Watering Hole.

"A glass of water thank you".

[Cain]

[class=members]Cain[/class] casually strides into the Watering Hole, taking note of those who sit facing the door upon entering and makes his way to the bar.

"Give me something strong, but smooth. Tell me about that patch you wear as well while you are at it - that looks like a good story to hear."

[Adytus]

[class=vizier]Adytus[/class] walks into the room...

"Another bar! Third one tonight! I'll take a water, and the darkest beer you have."

[Cormac]

[class=vizier]Gradea[/class] walks into the Watering Hole.

"A glass of water thank you".

Patch glowers at the newcomer, pouring him a glass of fresh water from the enchanted well in the back. "A water you say? All right. But you're going to want something stronger than that before the night is over, mate."

[class=diplomat]Dream Killers[/class] casually strides into the Watering Hole, taking note of those who sit facing the door upon entering and makes his way to the bar.

"Give me something strong, but smooth. Tell me about that patch you wear as well while you are at it - that looks like a good story to hear."

"You look like a bloke who would like an Old Fashioned," Patch said. "I lost my eye in Persia, fighting a band of renegades called the Grey Wardens. I fought well, but the scoundrels made off with my eye and my territory. They'll get theirs one day."

[class=vizier]Adytus[/class] walks into the room...

"Another bar! Third one tonight! I'll take a water, and the darkest beer you have."

"The darkest? All right, see how this treats you." Patch chuckles and slides the pub-crawling customer a Dark Lord Imperial Stout and a glass of water. "But go easy on that or we'll be pickin' your arse up off the floor."

[Gradea]

"Actually," [class=members]Gradea[/class] perks up, "I would like on of those Voldemort British Empire beers. Dark Lord Imperial Stouts they call them".

[Cormac]

"Actually," [class=vizier]Gradea[/class] perks up, "I would like on of those Voldemort British Empire beers. Dark Lord Imperial Stouts they call them".

Patch chuckles, setting another bottle of stout on the bar. "It's a Russian Imperial Stout, and it'll put hair on your chest. And possibly your back..."

[Gradea]

[class=members]Gradea[/class] turns into a werewolf.

[Transdavisia]

[class=diplomat]Transdavisia[/class] walks into the bar, his suit sandy. He sits by the countertop. "I'd like a water."

[Adytus]

[class=vizier]Gradea[/class] turns into a werewolf.

[class=vizier]Adytus[/class] is now completely drunk.

"More!"