Lord Shield's Bar.... I've no idea what number.

[Neb]

A long time ago. In a BG2 forum far away, the Bar was created. It was ruled by the owner Lord Shield, believed to be an Old One, even more powerful than a god. But due to new anti-ubering rules he was reduced to the status of a mere mortal, though an exceptionally powerful one.

The Bar retained it's magic, able to regenerate any damage. But soon it became empty, the happy laughing patrons found other places to dwell, from Tancred the Paladin and his sword Karnas, to Tiax the Gnome, all dissapeared. Now the Bar stands, still in perfect shape, it's staff in Stasis.

The dust covers everything, all is quiet, an earth elemental silently removes a few old empty mugs from a table as it senses something approach. An adventurer.

"Hello? Anyone home?" The voice cries out from the door, the adventurer carefully walks inside, weapon at the ready and considerably surprised when it is teleported to the weapons rack besides the door. A sign reading "No weapons allowed" flashes into existence and hovers in the middle of the room for a short while before dissapearing.

He turns around and shouts out the door, "The place is safe guys! Come on in!" A Twilight Aasimon enters, folding it's wing along it's back as it walks in through the door, it's followed by a couple of elves and a dwarf. The Tiefling leader sits down at at table and watches the earth elemental go about it's cleaning.

"This place is creepy," comments one of the elves, "It's as if it's alive.... Waiting... For something...."

All five of the adventurers are almost scared to death as an elf enters from the kitchen. Blinking sleepily and yawning, her eyes widen in surprise as she sees the adventurers, she turns around and shouts to someone in the kitchen, "We've got customers! At last!"

And so the Bar returns to life....

(OOC: Inside the bar noone can be hurt, they will regenerate quickly. The bar also regenerates all damage done to it. Currently the Bar is stuck in the Concordant Opposition, a True Neutral plane. But it can move to other planes and locations at the will of it's owner, Lord Shield.)

[AzRaeL StoRmBlaDe]

In his travels dantes had been to many different planes he Had fought demons in Baator, and took on an army of githyanki in their home plane. He even helped in the downfall of a demigod once. This was his first trip to Concordant, and he was just really looking to relax. Walking along he discovered a rather sturdy looking structure with the words Lord Shield's bar painted on a sign out front. Puzzled by this development Dantes ventured inside. As he walked through the door his weapon was teleported to the weapons rack and a "no weapons allowed" sign materialized before his eyes for a few seconds. Realizing that this was not a hostile place Dantes sat down at the bar and ordered a bottle of 1000 year old elven reisling.

[Tiamat]

Yo! *a ghastly spectre of a purple skinned monk/sorceror appears*

*the spectre sees a rat and possessess it*
*the rat mutates and deforms......... til a little BANG occurs*
There stands the Revived Evil, Gwhanos.

Gwhanos: Mwhahahahaha! You believed I, the Great Gwhanos had been vanquished.......... Yuse were wrongo! I can only travel through the rifts of the Astral Plane and the Shadow Realm, but, I am mortal. My obliteration made my powers oblivious......... but I still have my basics...... now I can freely possess and expunge myself from any being that I go into mwahaahaha!

[Tiamat]

bump!

[Neb]

There is a chorus of laughter from the bar patrons as "The Great Gwhanos" is given a wedgie by one of the elven waitresses who dissapears back into the kitchen with a giggle.

She returns moments later with what Dantes ordered, the adventuring party is also brought food and drink. Moments later a few of the old bar patrons descend from their stasislocked rooms above. A gnome named Tiax, three Githyanki and various adventurers.

The twilight Aasimon approaches Dantes and challenges him to a game of poker.

[AzRaeL StoRmBlaDe]

Dantes laughs at the wedgie victim. Then responds to the offer by saying "A game of poker would be splendid." As he takes a sip of his wine

[Encard]

A portal open outside the Bar and Encard falls out (again...), landing in a small heap on the ground. Sighing, he gets up, then smiles when he sees the Bar and steps inside, looking around in the building he fondly remembers from earlier times.

[Tiamat]

*Gwhanos is FURIOUS*
Better becareful Aasimar, who knows when I will let an Energy Blade slip..................... chop suey!
And I will mutilate that elf......,mwhahahaha! Now, to find a lower class entity to drain the life out of....... need my powers back!
Can I join yur poker game? Give me a sacrifice if I win!

[Neb]

"No Gwhanos," says the AasiMON annoyedly, "We will not do that. And you had best watch yourself as well. I believe that my powers are at least as strong as yours."

[Tiamat]

wats an aasimon?