[hr][center][h2][color=7ea7d8]Tempum City (K7), The True Ruler[/color][/h2][/center]
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... He knew what an axe was, it was for chopping down trees. How did one throw such a tool, and what would they be thrown at? Mougin was very curious indeed.
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The four large "men" arrived at the tavern as the sun touched the horizon. Not that they had seen the sun in a while, the city's tall buildings had long since put it out of view, except for the occasional glimpse. Even still, the sky above glowed with a golden orange hue.

The metal door to the tavern slid open as they approached it, the way most doors opened in this city. Inside, however, it looked more rustic, with wooden floors and wooden furniture. Though, something about the wood looked abnormal to Mougin. It was all coated in a unscratched varnish. This added to the strength of the wood, even though it created an almost 'plastic' appearance. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Axe throwing doesn't start for another hour."[/color] Mr. Robot pointed out as they walked into the room. [color=7ea7d8]"Let's get some drinks in us!"[/color] People parted ways as Mougin and his crew lumbered toward the bar. 

[color=7ea7d8]"You fellas ain't gonna start any trouble tonight are ya?"[/color] The bartender asked, as they all stepped up to her bar. She was larger than any woman than Mougin had seen since he arrived in Tempum, the same hieght as Mr. Robot. He was the shortest out of the four, but still large by normal human standards. [color=7ea7d8]"Especially you, Bruny."[/color]

[color=7ea7d8]"Shit Molla, you know we're not the ones who start the shit. We just finish it!"[/color] Mr. Robot (aka Bruny) answered back. [color=7ea7d8]"Anyway, first round's on me guys."[/color] He then slammed a gold chip down on the bar. [color=7ea7d8]"Four, large, brown ales, ma lady!"[/color]

The bartender, Molla, picked up the gold chip with her gloved hand. The small display on the back of it showed a number. [color=7ea7d8]"Your short."[/color] She answered dryly. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Damn it Molla."[/color] Bruny replied. But he didn't say anything else. He just tossed her another coin, which she also caught in her gloved hand. 

After a quick glance at her display, she grunted and walked away to pour their drinks. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Hey, Magin"[/color] Black Beard said quietly, as he elbowed Mougin for his attention. [color=7ea7d8]"Why's ole Bradly staring at you?"[/color] He was right. At the other end of the bar, Mougin saw a familiar face, the body guard from a week ago at the docks.

When Bradly caught Mougin's eye, he turned back his mug, finishing the rest of its contents. He then slammed it down, stood from his bar stool, and began to walk in their direction.