A bunch of drunken idiots (Anybody welcome no killin plz)

This website is now officially closed. All topics must be finished, and all character must register on the New Website All ranking exams will be finished and ranked by a seperate proctor, and all money will be reset to $200 for everyone in order to make way for the new currency system, coming soon.

We've been getting a good amount of questions regarding the move and the time skip that the move will created for all characters. So here are a few general questions, along with their answers, and of course feel free to post any more concerns you have here.

Q: What abilities or weapons will we be able to add or expand on?
A: Not a whole lot, honestly. I'd say a few improvements on what you already have, but not by a lot, as well as maybe one or two new techniques. Let's not do a major overhaul, because that would then disrupt your rank, which will not change in the move. As for weapons, …

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(A scenario where it can lead to people peacefully singing along or a barfight where people throw stools and beat each other to a bloody pulp.}

Ozgood would be sitting in the bar after a hard days work typsy of of some of his favorite rum.

"Ah this is the life!"

"Alyss...I don't think we should be here."

"Quiet, I can go where I please."

A young girl came into the dingy tavern, pink hair pinned perfectly to the back of her head. She was wearing odd clothing, from some distant culture one would presume, with silk, lace and other delicate fabrics. It was lowly cut down into a V, and the sides of the dress sliced from the waist down. Her beautiful, but stone expression glanced across the room at the other faces in the room. Most were too distracted to even notice her come in. But those who did looked once, and then away quickly after they saw the towering man behind her.

"Even so, I didn't think you fancied for alcohol. We have some at the Ivory Tower, I'm sure a nobleman brought something good for you to drink."

"Ah what do they know...I like the adventure."

Alyss responded to Spartacus nonchalantly, holding the door open for a brief second so he could also come in. She then sat herself on the bar stool at the front, where the bartender looked at her for a moment.

"What'll it be."

"Your best white wine. I'd like something light for today."

Spartacus sat down next to her diligently, ordering nothing yet. Alyss looked over to him and sighed.

"Loosen up. It's not everyday we get a day out together."

"Ozgood would walk up to the bar and sit next to Spartacus.

"Barkeep another round of rum" {Ozgood would look at the man next to him and tell a

drunken speech.}

"Good sir It disheartens me to see someone so serious in a place like this. In a world full

of War a tavern is a place where people can be merry! Have a drink with the lass! You

should never overlook the times where you can have fun with those you care about as it

is one of the few things one can do to remain sane."

".............Ignore him, Spartacus, he's drunk."

"Here ya are."

"Thank you."

a cup was splashed to her, filled with a darkened white wine. She sniffed the cup...nothing was in it for sure. Unless her senses were dulled. Even so, Alyss knew Spartacus would not be drinking today. He didn't like to drink in places with strangers and with odd company. But she had to make sure...

"Take a sip."

Alyss said softly, and held the glass cup to his lips; Spartacus turned slowly to receive it. They probably looked like an odd couple, not Servant and Master. Spartacus hesitated then gave a small slurp, the white wine burning down his throat for a brief moment. His tongue ran across his lips as he stopped for a moment, lips pursed and eyes looking straight ahead in concentration.

"...It's clean."

He remarked, then turned back to the bar, placing his elbows on the bar and his hands folded as Alyss gave a nod and drank deeply. It had been a while.

"Suit yerself then."

"Though if you see a Man called Miles Seiler let him know I got his first set of weapons

done."

{Ozgood would pour the rum into his flask ready to head out.}

"Ey big guy enjoy life and the company you have makes life a hell of a lot better."

{Ozgood would then turn and walk towards the door.}

As the other man began to exit, the door swings open, nearly falling off the hinges. I stumble in looking half-drunk already. I walk up to the counter, giggling and ignoring the bartender's 'wtf' look, and tap on the surface. "Oi, oi~! Watermelon vodka please~. I'm in the mood for something sweet~." I grin widely, showing off my fangs before plopping down on a stool a couple seats away from Alyss. As I wait for my drink, I pull out my log book and check off my completed deliveries. The bartender places a glass on the counter and begins to pour my drink into it. I stop him before he can complete the action. "Ah, ah, ah. I'll take the bottle please and thank you~." He shrugs and goes back to doing whatever he was doing. I raise the bottle and turn to Alyss and Spartacus. "Ah. Cheers to you~! May you live a long and healthy life~!" With that, I proceed to down half the bottle in one go.