Fantasy Casual Moderate ✿ڿڰۣ— The Queen's Tavern —ڰۣڿ✿

May 22, 2022
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By this point Tess was warm with her usual plum sake and once again with an empty bottle in hand. It was the usual sights, people coming and going in all sorts of manners, the place always rather lively, and it was even more so apparent when the servers were not on top of her empty bottle. Though she held no complaint. The giant was a pleasant sight. Those poor souls always seemed to be dead before reaching her depths of the ocean, then again if someone made it there and was alive it was quite the surprise for them both. Usually it was some sort of pirate or adventurer looking for something that she never had a clue about.

Now there was another sight to behold. a fully mechanical being. That she would need to be cautious around. An accidental touch could end badly for either of them. Tonight did not seem like a good night for death either. She had always imagined her death as a slow fall to the bottom of the ocean and there she would become one with the blue ecosystem of violence and beauty. However she was rather fascinated by the cantankerous thing. It seemed to catch quite a bit of attention and yet it was also swallowed up into the noise of the bar. This place certainly held its charm of allowing all to be just another customer.

With that the black and white creature got up cup in hand albeit empty and made her way back down to the bar. This time there didn't seem to be any issues as the the place was settling into a normal swing of decent behavior, or at least not bad enough to be tossed out. Few people that were close enough seemed to get a shudder and move out of the way. Though thanks to Lady Rose, she could easily be just another pretty face. It was always a pleasant thing to not be the center of unwanted attention. She might feel guilty if not for how fierce the Queen was and had so many things in place that it would put most of the world to shame and that was just Lady Rose. That didn't even include those who were bouncers, watchers, or protectors in this place. Tess wasn't among any of those, she was always just a bit too nosy for her own good and people here just let her be as it always seemed that she was acting as a protector. Perhaps she had been a regular for a little bit too long.

It took a little bit, but she finally made her way up to the bar, where warm smiles always greeted her.