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6/23/2020 2:48:02 PM
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*Nightshade walks into the Bar, his face covered. He goes and sits down in a part of the bar that will attract some attention.*
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Blaze walks over. “Hey, obsidian man.”
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“Hello again Blaze.”
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“Yeah, what do you want?”
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“Baked potato with garlic..... Actually hold that, I’ll have a shepherds pie instead.” [spoiler]He’s Irish[/spoiler]
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Blaze enters a back room before coming back out and handing you your food.
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“Thank you for that.”
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“Welcome. How are you?”
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“Good, I’ve managed to travel the cosmos in the past week or so.” [spoiler]When, in terms of time, does this take place after the rp? A day I’m guessing?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah a day[/spoiler] “What? A week?”
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“That’s what it felt like, time isn’t the same everywhere.”
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“Well no duh but still.”
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“I’ve got my own personal shuttle. Killed four Eldritch things (The pillars and the Moon Lord) just to make it.”
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“Fun.”
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“So, how are you?”
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“Good. Running the bar is always fun.”
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“Well I’m glad, I’ll probably go and talk to everyone else that’s here. Though are there people that I should be a little cautious of?”
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“Nope, not that I can think of.”
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“Really?” *Nightshade surveys the bar for a moment.* “Are you sure about that?”
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“Yeah....most people are friendly faces.”
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“Well it seems that you have no eldritch participants here. If you’ve had any before just tell me.”
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“I have, but I haven’t see that planty being in a while.”
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“What about being of higher power? Those don’t come here often, if at all. I think.”
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“Not often, no.”
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“Elaborate on that.”
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“I’ve had quite the people come in here.”
