OOC
I just wanted to say we should all give a huge CHEERS to Lord Shield for doing his utmost best to keep this bar such a fun place. Being a bartender in a world were killers, mages, assasins and other evil hellspawn continuously try to wreak havoc is not a job for the weak-hearted, but neither for the tactless. You have shown that you possess both tact and a strict rule, and kept the bar a nice place. So thanks man!
IC
Viconia has decided to take a stroll, saddened by the fact that despite the fame of her brethren drow Drizzt Do'Urden, being a drow in a surface world still means you will get killed and driven out regardless of your true character.
Melusine the mischievous elf, on the other hand, doesn't give a **** what people will think of her. She flutters into the bar, pulls a couple of noses, throws over a few ale-filled tankards, laughs herself silly about Mum Raptors light trick, switches the lights on and off a couple of times herself, giggling about the suddenly silly faces of the shadowy figures, and flutters off again on her gauzy wings before Killer can swat her like a fly, pulling his underpants over his head in passing. She flaps over to the bar, smiles at the bartender and asks for a glass of elven mead with a slice of lime and a sprig of fairyflower.
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Melusine, Archbabe of the OHF and the LH
Your voice is ambrosia