The imp ([@Cherrywitch]) had a lot of spunk, Zzubus could give him that. Calling for one of his hirelings to write up a tab for Kric, the Archdemon looked up to see the silky-voiced Vakim ([@Zi]) speaking about his excitement for the new wave of patrons. [color=9e0b0f][i]"Well, if you want to converse with them, do so. I've told you that. If you're just going to stay up in the rafters like a house cat, I'll treat you like one"[/i][/color], Zzubus responded in a somewhat light-hearted manner. The bartender soon added, [color=9e0b0f][i]"Here's a chew-toy, kitty"[/i][/color], before throwing poor Kric up at the lounging jaguar. The imp wasn't a real liability and customer until he was dead, that's the beauty of the Edge Tavern.
            Rebecca ([@shagranoz]) strolled up to the bar with a confidence that betrayed her words. [i]"Hello there, Zzubus. I'm back, but it seems this will be a more permanent visit. Kind of embarrassing for someone like me, to be perfectly honest."[/i], she said almost shamefully. The archdemon retorted with a witty, [i][color=9e0b0f]"You say that to an archdemon tending a bar in the middle of nowhere, don't sweat it."[/color][/i]. The necromancer had been an old friend of the demon before, but her studies and worldly happenings had caused a long hiatus in their connection. Zzubus was always happy to have another friend at the tavern, even if it was permanently. He passed her a glass of ale and a seat before asking her what caused a master of death to die. Disease, huh? [color=9e0b0f][i]"You should've seen the bar when the Bubonic plague hit a planet called Earth 2. I was booked for weeks."[/i][/color], the demon chatted.
            Rebecca and Zzubus's catching up chat was suddenly cut short with the appearance of Czurem ([@medalliah]) and the rosy-cheeked David ([@LChris314]). The archdemon turned as the draconian teen explained her want for the magik user and him to become acquainted, really something that wasn't a problem. [color=9e0b0f][i]"Have you already got yourself a handsome date tonight, Czurem?"[/i][/color], the demon joked. He had never seen this gentleman before, his features chiseled but his expression quite childish and inquisitive. Interesting definitely described him. The man was obviously feeling threatened by the proportions and, of course, complexion of the eternal barkeeper, something that not even his stoic face could keep back, so Zzubus proposed to quell this apparent fear with an almost 'peace-offering' handshake. After all, rule one of being a bartender was to always make your patrons comfortable. The Tavern master extended a finger for the earthling to shake, his hand much too big to proceed with a more normal greeting, and started with a polite introduction. [color=9e0b0f][i]"I'm the archdemon Zzubus, bartender of the 'Edge of the World' Tavern. You must be David. You came with Rebecca, correct?"[/i][/color]. At the mention of the necromancer, the demon gave a slight gesture towards the female magic user. [color=9e0b0f][i]"Anyways, like I said, this is Rebecca, above me is the tavern pet, Vakim, and you've already met Czurem. Sadly, David, I'm a busy man tonight, so if you have any questions now is the time to ask them. Of course, Vakim and Rebecca have been around long enough that they can probably answer them, so if i'm not around later you know who to go to."[/i][/color], the archdemon informed the smartly-dressed gentleman. Zzubus pulled up a drink for himself for once as he talked with David, the sulfuric bubbling of the tavern's fiery stock liquor filling his glass as he leaned on the bar-top, a little more relaxed then usual.