a tiny snack (open to anyone!)

the wind slammed into sprix, but he held his ground, not moving. however, it picked up the salt, which proceeded to hit the eyes of a patron further down the bar
"thanks..."
sprix pulled the sword out of the metal sheet, and walked over to craven, sticking his hand out for a handshake
"you're a worthy opponent."

Craven took his Hand - and gave him a Kiss on his Nose: "And You are pretty cute."
She smiled and said to Shelley: "Okay - let´s reverse this..."
"As You wish." Shelley tipped on Craven´s Head - and FHOOF! ...she sat astride on the Bar Desk, big again. Looking at Sprix she mentioned: "It was a good Idea coming here - much interesting People here. And don´t You ever let anyone tell You, You are `just a Neera´. As I can see now, Your Kind is pretty brave. I am honoured to have met You."

sprix smiled
"the honor is mine"
sheathes my sword, and sits on the bar

"So... You are an Explorer... what Kind of Things do You hope to find?" Craven asked, while making a flattening Dent on the little Swordhole on the Table with her Thumb. Ivy was amused - they were sweet together. Others were surprised, this `Titan Hunter´ actually was a little Hottie in this Outfit - she looked as if she was bathed in dark Oil.

"well, mostly friends and potion ingredients, but i also like to...pursue my interests..."
sprix smirked, referring to his enjoyment of being eaten

"I see... so You really are pretty talented. I´m impressed." Craven had to say. Meanwhile Farn was back again and got used to a Wine Bottle, while Shelley went off to serve some Drinks. And Carula was showing Volg, how she devoured another smoked Fish. Craven took her Cloak again and went to her Barstool again: "So how did You find this Place? Okay, this Building is pretty huge - but how did You hear about it?"

sprix followed her to her seat
"elaine brought me here."
sprix jumped from the bar, and caught her cloak on the way down, then climbed onto her shoulder

Jor watched as Diana did a standing split while commentating on how she loved the bend ability of nagas. Jor nodded, "Yes, we are quite flexible, us nagas." So, shoes were things that covered your feet. Jor wanted to try them now, and nodded as Diana said that she would go get some in Jor's size. In the time she was waiting, she'd find a simple black dress that she had bought and began placing/weaving in the dress a red crystal thread pattern that looked like a snake curled around a castle.

(brandur you there?)

"Elaine... So this Elaine also is a Friend of You?" Craven asked Sprix. She liked him on her Shoulder. She looked at him with growing Interest - he seemed to see lot of this World - like she did.

Meanwhile Donna Diana was back - with a second Load of Stuff - this Time Shoes: "Here - these are all in Your Size - here are longshafted ones like mine - these Metal Plates are good - protecting Your Shinbones, then we have some, Shelley would like - we call them `Sneakers´ and even Boondockers, like our Soldiers at Home have. And of Course more elegant ones - but taking Stairs with them sucks - and in the Wilderness they suck even more."
She sat down and smiled: "So I wear only those with flat Heels - they give You a much better Stand. After all we are no Digitigrades..."
Then she looked at Fabienne and Vortrigan, who looked at her with big Eyes. Tilting her Head again (she obviously loved doing this) she asked: "What now?"
"You really are pretty bendable." Vortrigan said - and Donna Diana smiled a neat Shark Smile: "So... You like that, too? You seem to like a Lot, regarding me..."
Then she stood up again - and went over to Jor, looking at Fabienne: "And for You, young Seal - I now can guarantee You something - People in this Realm of Reality can train their Bodies to their Pleasure - meaning if You are in Muscles You can get pretty strong - if You like Highwire Acrobatics, Success will come pretty soon - and if You are in... our special Pleasure, You can train Yourself as well. And thennnnn..." she showed at Jor: "...there are People like us - Shelley, Jor, me and Vortrigan - we have much... `Space´, so to say. Beginning here..." she showed beneath Jor´s Sternum: "...and ending here." she pointed directly under Jor´s Beltline.
Then she looked to Fabienne with a luring Smile: "But Jor - and now me - we have a Specialty of our own - the `Anglerfish-Effect´, meaning, we can literally stuff ourselves. Pretty amazing, hm?"
Fabienne was baffled to hear something like this - looking at these two Women and blushing once again.

sprix sat on her shoulder
"weeeell, i kind of just met her in the forest. hey, do you live here?"

Crystal clear Laughter came from Craven: "No - I could call myself lucky if I did - but I often wander around - so..."
She thought about it: "...You can call me Kind of an Explorer, too. And sometimes I work as a Mercenary. It´s the only Thing I am really good at."

"aside from swordfighting, of course"
sprix dangled his legs over her shoulder
"so what are you doing here?"

"Well..." Craven began and Ivy said: "She messed up her Blade. Big Time. It looks, as if she had scattered a Mountain with it. Now I am working on a Method to overhaul it. Otherwise it could break in the near Future."
The Forge Angel leaned over a bit: "And to wreck a Blade like a Steel Beam You have to be pretty strong."
Craven blushed: "Compared to most of the Guys here - I am."

"neat."
sprix leaped back onto the bar

Jor smiled as Diana came back with a second load, comprised entirely of shoes. She proceeded to explain how each of them compared to the other, and Jor picked out two pairs she would like. One were of the metal plated boot variety. They made her feel comfortable, and might be useful in protecting her feet. The second were a pair of sneakers, that were colored red and white and looked like they were running shoes. Then Diana began chatting with Voltrigan and Fabienne while walking over to Jor. She explained how people could train their bodies to their pleasures, when Jor commented,though a blush spread across her face near the end "I personally like two things. Being a good fighter is one and...well...I'm sure you can guess the other." Then Diana talked about how Jor and her had the Anglerfish effect and how they could literally stuff themselves and Jor nodded. It was true, essentially anything they could fit into their mouths they could eat. She noticed Fabienne blushing at her and winked at him, trying to show off her body especially her belly to entice him. She whispered this naughty idea to Diana though loud enough that the others could hear if they listened carefully. "Master Diana, perhaps we should show these two later how this is done." She then leaned even closer, so that no one else could hear the whispered words. "I'll take Fabienne, and you can have Voltrigan. So, what do you think? I think he likes you enough to let you devour him."

Donna Diana´s silvergrey Eyes gleamed with Pleasure at this Thought: "Hm... maybe... I am much like You now? Thahahaha...! Great Idea!"
She went over to Vortrigan, saying: "How about this - Jor gets ready and we go back to Shelley, having a good Time and showing off a bit in Order to feel good about ourselves - after that we go back into my Chamber, having an even better Time, tomorrow we bring Jor´s new Clothes to her Room at Ivy´s Forgery and thennnnn..."
She looked back at Jor, now wearing Reading Glasses and swinging something like a Wand: "We will meet at the Library, where we will determine, who wants to learn how much from what! Good?"
"I like this!" Fabienne said and Donna Diana nodded enthusiastically: "Then we will do this! Actually - opening some Kind of crazy College would be Fun I think..."

Jor prepared herself to leave, throwing on the lingerie, a red blouse, a black and white jacket with wing-slits and black pants with a tail hole in the back. She promptly appeared out of the dressing room to catch the rest of what Diana had to say. "That sounds like a good plan to me. Please take good care of me, Master Diana." Jor said, as she waited for them to head back to Shelley's bar. Honestly, she was looking forward to being taught by Diana and her body language would obviously show she was eager to learn.

"Come on, Pal - let´s go!" Vortrigan said and went out of the Shop with Fabienne. But he won´t forget some Details he discovered this Night. At first: Fabienne was this cute, he even managed to attract someone like Vortrigan to him.
Second: He liked some of the extraordinary Weaponry he saw in this Halls tonight.
Then there was the Fact, that this neko-like Sorceress fascinated him like Hell - only by being there. Her elegantly shaped Body, looking as if it was carved out of Rose Quartz, her deceivingly creaking Leather Outfit, these stinging silvergrey Eyes, her heavy black Hair and then these carnivory Teeth...
And at last: "Say, Jor - You like to sing... how about starting a Band, hm?"
Donna Diana looked back to him - and began to smile: "This would be Fun, haha..."
She locked up her Shop and gave Jor a big and massive black Sword: "Here, my first Weapon - it is called the Lava Blade. The more angry You are, the more it will heat up and glow. And it let You keep a cool Head, while Your Anger works for You - with Heat. Hope, You like it!"
The Bidenhander was about 180 cm long (bigger than Donna Diana herself), had a coal black Blade, that was over 7 cm broad - and looked very massive and leaved a... fireproof Impression, somehow. And fine celtic Engravings on the whole Surface made this Weapon worth some more Looks...

"A band? You want me as the singer?" Jor asked, pointing to herself. "I accept and I am honored that you would choose me." Then, Diana handed her something. A massive black blade which she said was her first weapon. Jor listened to her explain how it works. "Here, my first Weapon - it is called the Lava Blade. The more angry You are, the more it will heat up and glow. And it let You keep a cool Head, while Your Anger works for You - with Heat. Hope, You like it!" Jor then extended a hand to grasp the hilt. The moment after she had done so, the blade would heat up to several thousands of degrees. Not surprising really, for someone who held a demon of rage within their subconsciousness. Jor placed one crystalline hand on the blade, and fused the blade with a blade of crystal she created, thus making the weapon her own. Sheathing it, she swung it over her back. Her fingers trembled with excitement, and she launched herself at Diana, hugging her tightly. Thank you so much. I can only hope to repay this gift with a blade of mine own. I hope that you shall like the one I will make for you.

"Oh, You really are sweet! Just look, how lively You made this whole House! Now it´s really Fun living here - so You see, You already have given something to all of us!" Donna Diana replied - and pointed at Fabienne: "And I think no one understands this better than him!"
The former Vampiress went over to the Seal and looked into his clear, big Eyes: "Perhaps You really need the Eyes of an Artist to discover the true Self of someone - like he had discovered Yours, Jor."

Jor blushed as Diana said that she had already given something to each of them. "Well then, please accept it as a sign of our friendship." Jor glanced at Fabienne when Diana pointed to him. She listened as Diana explained. "Perhaps You really need the Eyes of an Artist to discover the true Self of someone - lik he had discovered Yours, Jor." She was confused by these words and tilted her head to the side. "What does that mean, Master Diana?"

Giving Jor a broad, cozy Smile Donna Diana said: "Oh... You remember, how... stiff You were as You approached my Home? And now look at You - so full of Life! And I think this is thanks to Fabienne, who just said, what he thought: You are no Monster - You are a Person - and a nice one, too."
Looking back to Fabienne she continued: "Well, we all didn´t think of You as someone despicable, but Fabienne is this overwhelmingly honest - he just says it right into Your Face."
Then she embraced and cuddled the young Seal: "And perhaps this is exactly what You needed - what we all needed. Look at us now - it´s one great Party House, harhar... I like that!"
"Oh, I have to say, Shelley and Ivy did do their Best, too..." Fabienne mentioned and Donna Diana nodded: "I know - my, are You a humble one - how sweet, how intriguingly sweet..."
She smiled at him and said with a pleasantly rough Voice: "No Wonder everyone here wants to devour You on the Spot - You make us all getting pretty voracious, You know? Hehe..."
Then they entered the Tavern again - with Jor in an unexpected new Form and Outfit - and a redfaced Fabienne.
"Man - look at this Redhead!"
"The little one?"
"Moron - You know exactly what I mean..."
Donna Diana smiled at Jor: "I like this black-red-white-Colourplay of Yours - combined with Your Choice of Clothes You look like someone who does cool Stunts with Bikes - this is pretty hot, hehe..."
`Well... I don´t have any Idea what `Bike´ means - but I agree with the Rest...´ Fabienne thought.

At the Bar Shelley, Ivy and Craven looked with growing Interest, that Carula was `trained´, too - she let Volg look deep into her Throat, to watch the two Tail Fins of the smoked Fishs vanishing into her Stomach - and with a Plop!-Sound his Head was stuck in her Mouth, her Uvula tickling his Nose.
"This looks odd." Bron commented and Farn smiled: "Well, we all know Carula had a big Flap, yes?"

"Oh, I didn't even notice. But honestly, I was happy when I heard those words. I needed them, I think, to remind myself of me. Wait, that sounds silly, doesn't it?" Then Jor heard Diana comment on how Fabienne was intriguingly sweet and how that made everyone want to devour him, and Jor nodded sagely. Then, they entered the bar. Jor blushed at the hollers of the men, secretly pleased she had attracted their attention. Diana mentioned how her choice of clothes looked nice, and as if she was a biker. Jor blushed and looked down at her feet, tail swaying happily. "...I just went with the colors I liked."

"Good, You did that!" Fabienne said. He actually got a Liking of Jor´s Style. This Jacket indeed did make some Shoulders - fitting for a big Woman like her. And the black Pants did make a fine Job, letting her look elegantly streamline in a Way.
And after these four a fifth Person entered this Tavern - curiously looking around with intimidating looking, green Eyes...

`Nice here.´ Priss thought, as she came in, seeing all the Guests in good Mood. Still wearing her massive military Hardshell Boots and a heavy looking Trenchcoat made out of thick black Leather, she also wore a bright yellow T-Shirt with something written on it - and a classic Stretch Jeans. Rare to see in these Lands, she also wore two Halfters with massive Guns in them and was smoking a Cigarette. Priss only liked the ones, that did smell like Pipe Tobacco - because the felianthropoid Woman had a very fine tuned Nose.

Priss:

Now that she knew, in this Land were many People, wo can happen to look even more odd than she did - she was more relaxed. At Home many Comrades, especially the human ones, were afraid of her Kin - because killing them was just too easy for her. Her elegant feline brownskinned Skull with the mahogany-coloured Mane looked around and she decided to go to the Bar. There still were empty Barstools - she could easily turn around on them if anyone was going to start something funny here. Which meant: Not ha-ha-funny.
Speaking of funny - several small Guys were on the Bar Desk - okay, she really was a Predator - she even looked like one, but even Priss had some ethic Standards - well, no one would expect this from her, seeing her for the first Time. She looked... hard. One Hand in the Pocket of her Trenchcoat, the other at her Cigarette she took a Place at the Bar.

Meanwhile Shelley was chatting with the small ones and Donna Diana was too carried away by all what happened lately - but Ivy and Craven got a Feeling, that was... like DEFCON-2. Looking at the Newcomer, Craven thought: `This one is... dangerous!´
And Ivy didn´t know what to think - except her unconscious Intellect told her: This surely was the Apex Phantasy of what military Science and Knowledge had to offer to survive on a hypermodern Battlefield. Something including State-of-the-Art-Biotechnology, reaching out almost into the Realm of Black Magic. And then the Newcomer asked with a surprisingly calm and warm, rough Voice: "Good Evening. Can I get a big Mug of brown Ale?"