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	Scarlet curtains behind the band shifted as the melody that strummed and hummed from their instruments died down. Dainty fair skinned fingers painted in sparkly alabaster nail polish emerged from the center of the curtains velvet folds, gently pulling them apart. Emerging onto the small stage was a small brunette woman with colorful patterns painted and tattooed all over her delicate looking body. A white rosary corset accompanied by a tight fitting frilled dress cut slanted from her right lower thigh to just above her left knee accentuated gentle curves. White fishnet stockings held up by ribbons and garters ran down her legs and into a pair of pearly stilettos which tapped lightly against the wooden floorboards of the stage. A few cheers and fair amount of cat calling rose from some of the crowd within the tavern as by some mysticism the lanterns and candles everywhere but around the stage died down. Sharing a quick look and a few grins between each other, the musicians quickly began a new melody, to which the elegant young woman began to sing. 

"Whatever you say doll face." Responded the doberman barkeep as Mira listed her wishes. With a small gesture of two fingers, he signaled one of the bar waitresses toward the soggy man with a platter of ale shots as he stood amongst the crowds, before laying his hand down on the coins and pulling them into his other hand. "We'll just say this is a tip then and call it square." Piercing brown eyes began to glow yellow as objects in the bar behind him began to move on their own. Knives danced through the air, slicing through an orange and a lemon that levitated from a woven basket next to the sink. Thin strips fell from the two fruit landing promptly in a chilled glass thinly veiled in frost. While all this happened, he fluidly moved along the shelves and swiftly grabbed a tall thin bottle of clear liquid, picking it out from the dozens of others as if he'd done it a millions times. 

	The sweet and stinging scent of the pear brandy gently wafted through the air as a cork popped loose of the bottles head. Promptly turning back toward voluptuous woman, the doberman tipped the brandy down, pouring it before Mira's eyes into the thick frigid glass that slid across the counter to catch the liquor. He drew back just in time to fill the contents to just below its brim before smoothly and hastily returning the bottle to its place. A small paper umbrella wrapped with a small decorative orange peel twirled down from the rafters, dropping perfectly onto the edge of the drink. "Enjoy." Said the hound headed bartender in a monotone voice before swiftly moving to the next customer.

	Effortlessly gliding along behind the bar, floating bottles of rum and ale lifted in the wake of the bartender, refilling the drinks of wanting patrons who sat at his counter. Any that were finished had their empty glasses and mugs lifted into the air and withdrawn into one of several sinks and patterned the curving wall behind the counter. "And what'll you be havin sweetpea?" Growled the bartender as he came to a halt in front of Yeva, a trail of cigar smoke leaking from his maw. An hand absently straightened his tie and vest before impatiently laying down on the gnarled counter top. "Chop chop."

	Heavy footsteps rattled against the wooden boardwalk as uniformed boots marched off the docks and onto the cobbled streets of New Runeria. Groups of pedestrians and tourists alike cleared a path, hastily backing out of the way of the road as a platoon of soldiers dressed in matching white, blue, and gold made their way through the town. "Split up and search everywhere. Turn this place upside down if you have to. Find that stone!"

@Tybalt Capulet@Polybius@Rekaigan@Overlord Thraka

@GrizzTheMaulerYour 'bear' of a character is accepted. ^^

@RekaiganLookin good! Guns for everyone! XD We do still see a LOT of sword play in this world though. Guns would be very expensive, and also hard to create. Flintlock pistols/rifles are a bit more common, specifically among military and pirates. But anything of a higher caliber than flintlock is considered rare tech. So your family is gonna end up pretty wealthy if they can create things more advanced like that fancy sniper rifle. Don't let the world kingdom get a whiff of them or they'll try to enslave them all!~ Not a bad side arc to pursue one day ;D

I know I said I was posting last night but I'm kind of infamous for taking longer than I say...I don't know whats wrong with me. I should just start saying "Alright posting in 10 seconds!" Maybe that'll help me post sooner. :/ Working on something as we speak.

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