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    The Demon Draft Inn is full to bursting this evening. Members of the Cafelan Cartel and the Myrantian Medja mill about watching each other warily, while labourers, dockworkers, prostitutes, slumming nobles (and their bodyguards), and adventurers passing through town all enjoy the strictly enforced neutrality of the (in)famous inn. A hulking brute of a Valentian man by the name of Lari serves as the current bouncer after Kanzai retired. He bears a legion brand on his arm, and doesn’t attempt to hide it. He glowers impartially at everyone, his severe features even more terrifying on the rare occasions he smiles, and he enforces the bar’s ethos of “No Weapons, No Allegiances, No Trouble.” An old Myrantian man by the name of Hedjamaat tends the bar, while two young Cafelan girl (called Nico and Viri affectionately by many of the regulars), circulate and serve drinks, most notably the eponymous Demon Draft Ale.

    Despite how full it is, there are still some tables remaining on the second floor, overlooking the main bar.

    #255703
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    The Uflian glances for a moment at the sign above the door into the inn, shaking his head and smirking at the imagery for a moment, before entering. Looking around, he takes in the current patrons in the bar, glancing at the bouncer with grey eyes from beneath his hood in appraisal, considering the place he’d been summoned to.

    “He’s not here, for once, before me,” the newcomer mutters, scratching the brand scarring his cheek for a moment, smiling as he looks over his shoulder. “Knowing him, he’ll be here any minute…” Throwing back his cloak for the bouncer, he offers a view of his holy symbol of Hurrian which reflects the light of its lacquered surface and the pair of blades hanging from his hips. “Do I check these with you, or peace-bind them?” he questions, waiting for a response…

    #255713
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    Lari gestures with his head to a coat room and weapons rack off the main hallway where a young Coryani boy sits. “Leave them with the boy. He’s got an excellent memory and will make sure you get back your proper weapons at the end of the night.”

    #255805
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    A dour-faced young man approaches the inn, glances furtively about and enters. After relinquishing his dagger, he moves through the crowd. This is made easier as patrons unconsciously or actively shy away from him. Giving up on getting service at the bar, he heads to where he needs to go and waits patiently.

    #255818
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    The follower of Hurrian nods at Lari’s response, then heads to the Coryani boy at the coat room while he removes the two scabbards from the belt at his waist, handing them sideways to the boy. “Watch these for me, will you?” he states, waiting for the boy to take the weapons, offering a smile in thanks before a pair of silver coins flip from seemingly nowhere as a tip. “I’ll be back for these in a bit,” he states, before turning and heading into the common room, taking a look around at the various patrons in appraisal, as he moves to one of the open tables on the second floor and takes a seat, motioning for one of the two barmaids so he can order a drink and wait…

    #255872
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    Upstairs, one of the servers carries a tray laden with mugs around. She stops first at a Milandisian man who already has a couple glasses of wine, leaving him a tankard before continuing on to your table. “Here’s your ale, sir. If you’ve never had it before, just a friendly warning that it’s got a bit of a kick to it.” Her accent is distinctly Cafelan, and her smile just a bit flirtatious. While you settle in, a Nol Dappan dwarf and a gaunt man snag a table and pull out some dice and coin. The gaunt man is accompanied by a large wolf, which has attracted the attention of the bouncer. The last free table is taken up by a val’Sheem, carrying eight mugs of ale, and dressed in one of the most flamboyant outfits you have ever seen, including a cloak of thousands of feathers of all colours, sewn together.

    A brief flurry of signs confirms to each other that the pair of you are both members of the Sanctorum. At present, no Larissan can be seen in the inn (though from the behaviour of the servers, they may as well be Larissans).

    #255956
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    A silver-haired Elorii approaches the inn on the arm of a handsome Cafelan, laughing at something inconsequential. She enters the inn weaponless, and glances around for familiar faces as she makes her way to the bar.

    #255969
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    After the exchange verifies the newcomer as a member of his order, the Ulfian nods in a welcoming gesture.

    “Greetings – I’m Ehryn. Do you know when we were suppose to meet?”

    Ehryn glances around the tavern, attempting to see if any others had arrived that may be here for the meeting, form the Larissan mentioned in the letter or perhaps old allies dedicated to their order’s causes…

    #256061
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    Ducking low in the doorway, a heavily armored Milandisan woman enters into the crowded inn. Brown hair that is lightly speckled with silver at the temples is pushes errantly out of her clear eyes as she quickly scans the room. Seeing the glowering Lari, the val flashes him small but friendly smile and quietly hands her weapons over to the Coryani boy near the rack. Once finished, she quirks an eyebrow at Ehryn and makes her way over to greets him. “Ehryn.” She nods, before motioning to his table. “Do you mind if I join you? I’d rather not have to share a table with a complete stranger and this Inn is quite full. I don’t think I could find a table alone even if I wanted to.”

    #256082
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    The Ulfian sips at his ale, cradling the tankard and savoring the kick of the drink as he glances carefully around the inn, taking in the sights and sounds all the while watching for his contact. Seeing the Milandisian knight approaching, Ehryn shifts slightly and straightens up from leaning back on his chair.

    “Elyse,” Ehryn responds in greeting as she approaches, nodding quietly as a chair slides outwards in offering, his foot kicking it out for her to take a seat. “Certainly – no reason to sit with strangers, and the tavern is certainly full. One want an ale?” Ehryn motions to a barmaid to provide Elyse with a drink, before leaning back with his own tankard in hand again. “Besides, maybe our business is same.”

    #256239
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    Downstairs, a radiant young woman wearing a very low cut gown grabs Amanis around the waist and pulls her away from the young Cafelan, planting a deep kiss on her lips. The Cafelan and many in the bar cheer as the woman whispers a code word in Amanis’ ear to identify herself as a member of the Sanctorum before flouncing upstairs trusting Amanis to follow.

    Upstairs, you hear a brief commotion and a lusty cheer from the crowd below right before a gorgeous young lady comes bouncing up the stairs. She goes from table to table, flirting and fawning over gentlemen and ladies alike before finally arriving at your table. In her flirtations, you recognize one of the appropriate signs of the Sanctorum of the Arcane.

    #256345
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    The sexy Elorii pauses only a moment to down the drink the waitress had just brought her. Then throwing a saucy wink over her shoulder at the abandoned Cafelan, Amanis heads upstairs following the gorgeous woman. She spies her contact at a table with a dour-faced man, a Milandisian woman and and a branded Ulfian. Reaching the table, she throws an arm around the Larissan, flashes a quick sign to the other identifying her as a member of the Sanctorum, and says, “I needed a quick drink to cool off, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting long”.

    #256397
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    The cheers below from the tavern catches Ehryn’s attention, his eyes drawn downwards to see what the cacophony was about, following the woman who’s actions brought forth the response as she makes her way up to the second story where he waits. As the woman approaches, with the Elorii following, Ehryn gives the subtle signs with a practiced ease to see if the woman is the contact he was instructed about, his eyes cautiously waiting for a response.

    #257517
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    The large knight yawns and peers around the inn, the sounds from dinner starting to die down as people head off to bed. She quirks an eyebrow at those around here, trying to determine if the person she was sent to find is waiting, or has yet to reveal themselves.

    Elyse quietly sips are her ale as she waits.

    #257583
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    The flirtatious vixen sidles up and seats herself firmly on Ehryn’s lap. “My, my, you’ve grown so big and strong!” She leans in close and whispers in Ehryn’s ear before smiling at all the others sitting around the table. “My friends, its good to see you again! I’m glad you could come to celebrate my good fortune with me. Larissa’s tears would flow with joy to see you all, and our friends in green and blue have requested the pleasure of our company. If you’ll give me but a moment, I’ll share my affections with each of you properly.”

    Her smile is absolutely radiant, as she returns to whispering in Ehryn’s ear.

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