Not My Cup of Tea [Open]

[xylef]

Xylef had been exploring town for what had to be at least a few hours as to be able to learn the layout and hopefully find a quiet place to duck into, but so far all he had found were crowded stalls and pubs. It wasn't until the sun began to set that Xylef finally found himself a place he could settle into in Londinium, It was quite possibly the only teahosue in the city. From the outside it would be hard to notice due to both it's house like design and back street location. As Xylef walked inside he noticed all kinds of small sculptures each in their own little shelf along the walls. Xylef made his way to the counter which was just to the left of the door and waited for someone to come attend the counter. After what was not even a minute a younger lady of around twenty came out to the counter
As she came out the woman apologized "Sorry for the wait."
"No wait is too long for a good glass of tea" Xylef replied in hopes of easing any social tension
"Please take a seat wherever you like and I'll be right with you." The woman said as she went into the back room again.
Xylef found a seat in the back of the establishment very near to some of the best sculptures of dragons and fish and everything in between. There were few places that made Xylef relax more than the air of a good friendly tea shop, but it seemed few shared that way of thinking as the only other patron had just left. For Xylef however, the quiet atmosphere added to the overall feel of a tea shop.
"Sorry again, what would you like?" The woman said as she approached the table
"You wouldn't happen to have a jasmine tea would you?" Xylef replied without hesitation
"Of course we do, it'll be out in just a moment" The Woman said before turning about face and heading into the back room again. Xylef was expecting a wait of at least ten minutes before being disturbed again, but to his surprise the woman came out not even a minute after she took his order.
"My grandmother likes Jasmine tea as well so we already had a pot prepared" The woman said as she placed the tea cup on the table in front of Xylef.
"Why thank you" Xylef said, in any other situation he would have made more conversation, but Xylef was too far off into wondering about why people were trapped in this game and how to get out. Is this how Life would be for me from now on? Xylef had wondered and searched, but could not find any answers. There was a point where he decided just to give in and let things go as they were and he would find his way along all the rules of this game whatever they were. Xylef figured that right now in this moment none of it mattered, and that he could just sit back and relax without having to worry.

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[Shikiodus]

Shikiodus gave a wide grin, A tea shoppe? must have some flowers, good drink, all the good stuff! He busted the doors wide open, a spotlight shining down on him from nowhere as he flicked his hair back.
He cheered suddenly, fist pumping, "Alright! Tea shoppe!" he went up to the counter, knocking a tune to get attention.
He beamed, "The statues! the... everything!" he gasped "And the flowers!" he went around touching things and smelling various flowers. Finally, he noticed the other person in the shoppe and stood straight, grunting. "Hmph!" The young woman appeared at the counter "Good day, adventurer! would you like me to fetch you a table?" he leaned back, looked at all the vacant tables, only one in use. he smirked "shouldn't be too hard for you i guess. sure, i would take one."

She smiled, hiding slight amusement mixed with agitation, "just... pick whatever table you'd like, sir." immediately, he bolted into the room and jumped into a chair... literally. he jumped on a table, slid across it moving the vase of flowers, and landed on the seat with his rump. He left his feet on the table and laughed as he used his hands as support for his head "Haha! this is one cool establishment!"
The young waitress lady asked "And what would you like?", eying his feet.
"Hmm... Id like a Londinum Buzzy-Life!" he gave her the widest grin possible, it seemed, making him look like a mad man.
She smiled and let out an embarrassed and nervous chuckle "that's an unusual order. But your in luck, we have the recipe and ingredients!" she fluttered into the back, faster than normal.
Immediately, Shikiodus became pulling out coins, counting up for a generous tip.

After a few minutes, she came back with his cup of tea, the dark blue fluids swirly busily. He sniffed, it was a quick, sharp scent. Perfection!!!
He handed the tip then and there, and began to enjoy his cup.
After a few sips, he pulled out his guitar and strummed lightly, humming a tune that seemed befitting for the background.
"pure enjoyment and sanctuary..."

Word count: 356

[Pellinore]

Words: 537

Pellinore had been wandering Londinium for quite a time, trying to look for a place to settle down and grab something to eat or drink. How exactly the guardian found himself on a back street eluded him, but he did, and on said street he found himself in a small little teahouse. At first he’d thought it just well, a regular house, but instead he found what was probably the only tea house in the whole city. The wolf hair adventurer was craving tea after all, and a small shop could be a good place to relax for the night.

With the decision made, the taller adventurer entered the shop, drawing in the scenery. There were statues of every shape and size adorned around the shop, and they were good ones too. Pellinore looked them over, before turning his gaze to the rest of the shop. It was almost empty, only two tables being used, the rest vacant. One of the patrons was in the back towards some of the finer sculptures, the guy had good taste, Pellinore noted. The other was a bard, and appeared to be strumming on his guitar. Quite a fine place indeed.

Within a moment of entering the shop, the adventurer found himself approached by a waitress in her twenties, ”Hello, sir, please take a seat wherever you’d like and I’ll be with you shortly.”

Pellinore smiled in response, ”Thank you.” Before he headed off to one of the vacant tables towards the centre of the room. One where he could get a good look at the entire store. The wolf hair slumped into his seat, letting out an audible sigh as he did so.

Within moments of him being seated the waitress returned, ”And what can I get for you today?”

Pellinore pondered for a moment, ”I don’t suppose you have oolang tea do you?” He asked.

The waitress nodded in response, ”It won’t be a moment sir.”

With that the woman turned to leave to the backroom, and Pellinore was alone at his table. The adventurer leant further back into his seat. Already anticipating the taste that the tea would bring, he really was thirsty after all. And nothing would calm him down and settle his nerves like a good cup of tea. As he thought he scanned the room and looked at the other inhabitants, both of them appeared to be adventurers. But he had no way to really be sure, and it wasn’t like there weren’t People of the Land who knew how to fight and carry weapons. Part of him wanted to slink further back into the seat, to avoid any sense of confrontation or conversation, but he fought that part down. That was the old him, the him before this all happened. And besides, he needed someone to talk to. But for some reason he held off on speaking, it could wait, he figured using his tea as a justification.

Soon the waitress did return, placing the tea in front of him. ”Thank you very much, it smells wonderful,” He said, a somewhat sad smile on his face.

Taking a sip of the tea he listened to the bard’s music, he was quite good after all.

[Zyrune]

Hp: 100 Mp: 100

The druid lay on his back along a rather thick branch of a tree in the middle of of the savill flower grove, his eyes gazing upwards into the clear blue sky as the sun's rays drifted through the leaves, around him a soft flower aroma drifted about, but this wasn't a surprised as the druid had cast cure bloom moments previous for said aroma. Letting a soft peaceful sigh past his lips he smiled. Zyrune had just woken up from a rather peaceful and enjoyable dream in which he had spent the afternoon with his sister and although he did feel some sorrow at knowing it wasn't real, he couldn't help but feel comforted as if his sister had conjured the dream to give him reassurance. The half-alv had been napping in an area of the savill flower grove near the gates to Londinium after a rather hard day of training. As the druid soaked in a last few moments of peace, he could feel the sun caress his cheek, the wind brush over his abdomen and the leaves chatter around him. It had been a long journey and a hard one at times, but he was begining to feel as if things were turning around for him. Of course he was still no where near the level of that mysterious and wonderful adventurer 'Saber' who had saved him while he attemped to save another player during his first month here, but he was meeting more and more reasonable players and even more colourful people of the land, his encounters with the thugs and player killers of the world had lessened somewhat and he couldn't help but feel relieved. Even more so, he had recently managed to secure a place for himself with the House Of Crowns Guild, a guild run by that handsome elf assinsin Saber. Of course he hadn't the slightest notion of how he had managed it, but he guessed that he was starting to make a name for himself with this new world or at least with Londinium anyway.

Turning his attention back to the present, Zyrune groaned as he rubbed the back of his neck.. He had enough rest for now and really needed to head back before it got dark. Bracing himself slightly, the druid inhaled sharply before jumping from the branch, barely managing to land on his feet in doing so. Thankfully he hadn't taken any damage or if he did, his HP bar didn't regard it as enough to worth considering. Another yawn passed through the druid as he quickly made his way towards the town's gates half wondering if Tadashi, his lander 'friend' was still at his stall. He guessed the lander would be as he always seemed to be working hard, it was something that the druid found impressive. At first he hadn't given much notion to the people of the land, but it had grown very apparent that they were no longer automated computer programs. The half-alv found himself lost in though as he moved along the overgrown and uneven cobble stone streets of the games equivalent of london. He shook his head as he took in the amount of buildings that still remained covered in green. Zyrune couldn't help but wonder if anyone was going to do something about that. Sure they had transformed a vast majority of the city already, but there was still plenty to do. Earlier that day the druid stopped before a nearby shop selling scrolls before heading out training and purchased two unique scrolls. He hadn't yet used them and if he was honest, he had quite forgotten about them once he had begun training, however now that he walked along, his mind absent of battle plans, he found himself wondering what subclasses he wanted and what subclasses he needed. This was definitely something that he needed to think long and hard about before using.

Currently the druid had two sub classes, the Artisan and Courtesan classes. When the game was still a game, both were very handy to have but now that Endertales was a reality for the young man, he found they both came with advantages and difficulties. Other than making beautiful objects, he found the Artisan class quite bothersome, he would have rathered the tailor subclass or perhaps something to do with potion making. Both would have given him an advantage in both earning money and adding to his skills out in the fields. The courtesan class however still worked the same, however the druid felt guilty about it and so never activated the skill. He had grown close to Tadashi, a person of the land, closer than two friends might admit, even closer still and to use a skill that manipluated people of the land just seemed incredibly wrong, he even wondered what Tasashi might say if he found out about the skill. The druid left a long sigh pass over his lips, staring up at the sky. For once it was free of clouds allowing the sun to bathe the city in it's warm sunlight. Reaching up the druid fixed his scarf, secretly cursing his design choices. It a game such as Endertales his character would have looked unique and mysterious, now that Endertales was a reality, he found his choice of attire bothersome. If was perfect in warm weather such as this, but in areas such as the snowdonia complex or on a particularly cold day in the city, he would freeze due to his exposed abomen. Perhaps the tailor class was indeed looking more and more something he needed to consider. The druid turned his attention to the present as he wandered down a street his was not familiar with, which was hard to consider seeing all he had done since awakening in this strange world was scout and learn as much as he could, but then he guessed anything was possible. He might not have even noticed if not for the beautiful floral aroma and soft musical tune coming from within a rather unappealing building resembling more so of a small home than a place of interest, but once Zyrune poked his head inside, he found himself pleasantly surprised. Along the walls sat a variety of beautifully crafted and equally strange looking statues, it wasn't until he noticed what everyone had in front of them, did it hit him what the purpose of a place like this was. "A tea house?" The half-alv couldn't help but smile, being Irish, tea was ingrained in his culture as was story telling and being the creative dork that he was, he had expanded that love for tea into other cultures, often ordering beautiful blends of hand harvested tea from the wonders of the internet only for the them to show up at his door a week later, much to his taste-buds pleasure.So far he hadn't found a tea house anywhere in Londinium, he had guessed that one existed within the Asian town in the center of the moonlight forest, but he definitely wasn't a high enough level to even make the journey there, let alone pop in for some tea.

Quietly the druid found a table near enough to where a musician played, the interface showed his name to be Shikodus,a bard. He was soon seen to by a polite individual, she was very friendly and made the druid feel very at ease. "What would you like?" The soft feminie voice had asked him.After a short deliberation and the woman's suggestions, the druid decided to go with Coconia fruit tea. A soft blend of coconia fruit tree petals usually harvested in the spring before the fruit developed, dipped in plum vinegar and salt until the objects had dried, then they would be stored until later boiled. Unlike most coconia fruit products, this one did not have one shouting to the rooftops as soon as it past your lips, rather the process of dipping it in vinegar and salt seemed to negate that process, instead it all came together as a beautiful floral drink. It was a rather popular tea within endertales according to the game lore and it was an obvious reference to the real world cherry blossom tea that was very popular within Asian cultures. Rubbing his hands together in anticipation of the warm soothing liquid that make up a large part of his culture, the druid smiled as the cup was placed delicately before him. In the midst of the warmed cup, the hot water boiled to perfection met with the beautiful harvested pink petals in a sweet embrace, the two danced for a moment before the water accepted the leaves, turning into soft swirls of water into a beautiful shade of coral , in a few moments, the tea would be perfect. The druid inhaled the soft floral smell relaxing as he did so. Letting a soft sigh pass over his lips, he aimed his hand to a free spot nearby and cast his summon spell of Alraune. With seconds a beautiful plant seemed to sprout in the area forming a small pink flower. Softly the petals pulled back one by one to reveal his latest training rewards, his summon Alraune. Like a mermaid or siren atop a rock, the beautiful fairy like female. She swayed and danced to the soft music the bard played. The druid had yet to use her in the field, but using the summon in such a warm seemed wrong somehow, she seemed happy enough to sway and dance atop her flower throne. covered in vines and beautiful petals which only seemed to compliment the venue.

Hp:100 Mp:90
WC: 1607
Abilities Used: Alraune
Tagged: xylef Shikiodus Pellinore
Notes: Continuation of my solo thread which can be found here: A Nap In The Trees

[xylef]

Xylef enjoyed his jasmine tea as he lounged and admired the homely feel of the teahouse and was happy to to see another enter the shop. The man was energetic as he slid over his table and into a seat, he seemed to know his tea well however as he ordered a drink which Xylef had never heard of before, and by the name seemed to be unique to the game, or a spin off of a real world tea. Xylef had nearly forgot how diverse the people who actually visit places such as this were. The man who was apparently a bard pulled out a guitar and began to strum, which only gave the place a more soothing atmosphere. Xylef had nearly finished his first cup of tea already and was thinking of standing up and making conversation with the bard when he noticed that someone else had come for some tea. Xylef sat back for a little while longer mostly so that he could get a refill of his drink before moving to make conversation. While he was waiting and the other two had just recently gotten their teas a fourth person arrived. Xylef had not expected more than just him would stop by for a drink, but now four people had come in.
The woman who was working the store came back out and asked Xylef."Would you like some more sir?"
"Yes Please, this is one of the finest jasmine teas that I've had in years." Xylef replied cheerfully. The Woman poured another glass of tea for Xylef before receding to the back room in order to make tea for the most recent customer. Xylef waited for a minute or two for the tea to cool off, as Xylef preferred to let his tea cool for a while. Once he was satisfied that his tea was at the perfect temperature Xylef stood, and with his glass in hand he walked up to the table of the bard.
"I didn't expect this place to have more than two customers at once much less four. Oh sorry my name's I'm Xylef." Xylef invited himself to take a seat at the table of the bard without asking first, but what he did ask was. "You seem to know your tea well. Do you frequent this place?" The seats were rather comfortable for an establishment of the sort, but were nothing to write home about. The tea on the other hand was brewed to perfection and seemingly blended right at the store. Few shops in the real world could beat the tea here. Xylef thought to himself.
"I used to blend and brew some of my own teas back home. Heck I would have loved to open a shop, but those days are long past now." Xylef reminisced as he caught a glimpse of the dark blue tea. The man's tea did not have a strong enough smell to reach across the table, but the same goes for many teas. The Jasmine tea which Xylef had ordered had a very light scent which could only be just smelled from just above the glass, but an amazing taste. A good Jasmine was among Xylef's favorite teas.

Word Count: 535
Tags: Shikiodus, Pellinore, Zyrune
Changelog: forgot to italicise and add color to thoughts

[Shikiodus]

He kept smiling, his hair lightly waving in a fashion as a nearby open window blew the warm winds inside. I like that, He thought, that there is no glassed windows. just bare stone squares to let air in, wonderful. He took another sip of his tea. The Londinum Buzzy Life came in a larger cup than others, but he was almost finished. He held the fluids in his mouth, savoring it. It had a sweet sensation with a bit of mint, tingling your taste buds. He swallowed, it left no aftertaste, however. he liked the fact of how it made him, as the name says, buzzy, and not the buzzy of goosebumps and chills, but energy to continue on your day, perfection at its best.

He never stopped strumming, he had it propped on his left shoulder, plucking strings with his right hand, whilst drink with his left. While the young lady wasn't paying attention, he would be checking her out, looking at all of her more desirable angles.
What can i say? she has it good! He giggled to himself, catching her attention by accident. She looked agitated, but he just winked and closed his eyes. He noticed her smile a little, hiding her face while she blushed.
Like a little doll, i swear. Suddenly, two more entered. He was slightly surprised that their was more people who knew about the tea shoppe. He surely wasn't expecting adventurers. Luckily they didn't cause a ruckus, or he would have to give those pretty little faces a shave with his sonic cutter. He frowned, Damn, royal guards... he smiled again, well, that is their disadvantage too.
"Would you like another cup?" the woman had appeared  at his table, still slightly blushing little to her knowledge, love it.

He stopped strumming for a moment, and replied smoothly, "Just give me the whole pot if your allowed, id hate to see those perfect legs of yours to work out too much..." he winked again, her blushing increasing
she quickly nodded, her head looked like a cute little smiling red bomb "OK, i will j-just give me a moment!".

He then continued strumming, and grinning with guilty satisfaction, eyes shut.

"I didn't expect this place to have more than two customers at once much less four. Oh sorry my name's I'm Xylef." His eyes opened almost soon after closing. He stopped strumming, and kicked his feet off the table. "I have to say, i wasn't expecting any adventurers, just landers." He gave a polite smile as Xylef sat down Good, he thought, if he asked that would just have been annoying and overly polite...

"You seem to know your tea well. Do you frequent this place?" Shikiodus smiled and shrugged, "from time to time, about 3 times a week if i can. This cup is The Londinium buzzy life, if your curious."
"Few shops in the real world could beat the tea here." Shikiodus smirked at this, Aye, that is just a little too true.

"I used to blend and brew some of my own teas back home. Heck I would have loved to open a shop, but those days are long past now." Shikiodus frowned and shrugged, "You should have tried, even though its a risky business, it would be an interesting adventure in your life."

About at this time, the waitress came back with a tea tray with the pot, with small bowls containing sugars, and other such add-ons to his tea.

Shikiodus got up from his seat, and bowed, "and my name is Shikiodus! I almost forgot my own pleasantries, at times i find them useless...", he then offered a handshake

 he noticed she forgot to take off the cups from the tray, and nodded towards it, still holding out his hand, and asked Xylef "Would you like to try it? what you've got to lose, besides never trying it, and losing the opportunity when your back in reality who-knows-when?" while saying this, he noted he would pour more into his cup after he shook his hand or if time passed and he still stood there, also to sit down before doing so. he smiled.

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[Pellinore]

Pellinore slowly sipped at his tea, letting the strong flavour run over his taste buds. It was a damned good cup of tea, he had to give it to the little shop. As he took in the flavour he allowed himself to slink into his own little world, a little world full of nothing but relaxation and calmness. As he sit there relaxing and slowly sipping his tea, he came to a shocking realisation. He’d drank it all, and he was still thirsty. Disappointment edged in on him as he placed the now strained cup back on the table, only to be approached very soon after by the waitress.

”Can I get you another cup, sir?” She asked.

The adventurer smiled and nodded his thanks in response, ”Yes please.”

The waitress once more disappeared into the backroom, only to appear with the teapot very soon after, she filled his cup quickly and with a small smile before nodding at the wolf hair and leaving him once more. With his new cup filled he looked around the establishment, it appeared that another adventurer had joined them, and that he had summoned something. It appeared to be a girl made of flower petals, and she danced to the bard’s music. The scene was quite captivating, and Pellinore simply watched the girl dance. Her movements matched that of the bard’s melody and the adventurer found himself unable to look away, it was a beautiful sight.

But alas, he was here to drink tea and he did not wish for it to go cold. As he went to examine his second cup of oolong he noticed that the bard had stopped strumming, and then that he heard conversing from where the music had been coming from. Well… he thought, some people have more confidence than I do to be sure.

The guardian swivelled on his chair and saw that the bard was talking to the Ritual man, seemingly about the tea. I promised myself I’d become more confident didn’t I? Pellinore thought to himself. He paused for a moment before letting out a small sigh and getting up from the table. He’d forgotten about that little promise to himself when he’d gotten caught up in the atmosphere of the place, the relaxing setting mixed with the music and the dancing summon had seemingly teleported him out of the physical realm into one of his own imaginings. It was stupidly poetic when he actually thought about it, but it was true. He had been enjoying the relaxation. But the time for relaxing was over.

The adventurer stood up as he sipped at his tea, letting the strong flavours of the oolong giving him the confidence he so needed. If he was going to become who he wanted to be, he’d have to be confident. And just like that the guardian seemingly changed, Pellinore walked over to the two conversing with a confident gait. As he got closer he was immediately approached by the strong scent of some odd type of tea, and that of jasmine tea. The second cup was easy to recognise but the first scent was much stronger, and far more alien to him.

The guardian approached, hearing some mentions of the quality of tea. The two other adventurers were certainly correct in that respect.

”I hate to interrupt, but I do feel I need to share my thoughts on the quality of the tea. It is… certainly magnificent is it not?” Pellinore said as he entered the conversation, the words he used were embarrassing like something out of a dodgy fantasy novel. But… That was what he wanted to be, a fantasy character.

”I hope you forgive my rude intrusion, I am Pellinore, and adventurer of the guardian class,” The wolf hair smiled at them.

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[Zyrune]

Hp:100 Mp:90

As steam rose from his cup, the half-alv's nostrils filled with the sweet aroma of coconia fruit. It was remarkable how similar it was to fragrance of cherry blossoms and he couldn't help but wonder if the world had drawn some of it's inspiration from players minds and their memories. In front of his table in a clear area, his beautiful and strange summon swayed and danced this way and that in perfect time with the bard's soft melody that only seemed to enhance the atmostphere of the small teahouse. As he gazed around he noticed that several tables were occupied and that the waitress although serving everyone in time, seemed to be working harder than normal as she had a determined look of concentration on her face broken only by occasional smile as she conversed with her customers. Although the druid's tea was more than ready, Zyrune had to admit he was a bit nervous to the taste the warm swirling liquid that sat before him. More often than not in this strange world, the food and liquids held the taste of a dry cracker and normally it took an experienced chef to create food that tasted anyway similar to their real life counterparts. It had been quite some time since that fact had become wide known and the druid was beginning to wonder if landers could overcome that shortcoming. Zyrune inhaled the strong floral smell coming from the beautiful decorated cup as he deliberated his next move. It guessed that despite the server being a lander, it may not have taken much skill to mix leaves with hot water, perhaps the skill with tea was due to the harvesting of the ingredients when compared with other foods. Taking a deep breath to still his mind, the druid closed his eyes and let the warm slightly sweet, slightly salty floral liquid pass his lips and embrace his tongue. As Zyrune savoured the immense flavour of the tea, he sighed peacefully. If nothing else the small tea house had given him a moment of peace, time to consider his next move and regenerate.

The druid had been so lost within his own thoughts, he hadn't even seen his summon who he had yet to name approach the bard. It was clear the creature was not pleased that the three handsome individuals stood conversing over tea rather than her beauty or impressive dance skills. Not only that but the summon was also displeased that the bard had halted his beautiful music, surely she wasn't expected to dance to mindless chatter. Zyrune watched with surprised as the summon approached the bard all by herself, reaching up to his pants leg with her soft hand composed of petals and vines, she tilted her head and gave an innocent smile. "I want to dance." The summon spoke softly tugging at the man's leg and pointing with her free hand towards his instrument. The druid quickly wanting to avoid a needlessly embarressing situation quickly grabbed his cup and closed the distance between what he assumed to be three friends having a quiet discussion by themselves. Clearly Zyrune didn't understand how summons worked in this world. When it was just a game, they didn't have their own personalities, they just did whatever the caster wanted, but now that this was his reality, things seemed much more complicated. Slowly the druid approached the group unsure of what to expect. Judging from their appearance, they all appeared relatively goodlooking, though all of them paled in comparisson to his guild master. He shook his head of the thoughts. Why was it since that day he felt the need to compare everyone to Saber. Sure he was quite impressive and the druid only grew more and more inspired to be like him, but he didn't and shouldn't compare every person he met to the man, he barely even knew Saber himself. Letting out a small soft sigh, he took another small sip of his tea savoring the taste and the atmosphere of the place before speaking. "Forgive her, she must have forgot her manners." The druid tried his best to smile warmly at the three before him but focused his attention on the bard. "My name is Zyrune," the druid began directed at all three, he smiled scratching his cheek. "You play wonderful music, it was a nice change." He added only after another sip of his tea.

Hp:100 Mp:90
WC: 738
Abilities Used: None
Tagged: xylef Shikiodus Pellinore
Notes:

[xylef]

While Xylef was having a nice chat with the bard, he had taken many sips of his tea draining his glass down to half once again. In conversing with the man Xylef had shared his previous dream of opening a tea house like this and the bard had said "You should have tried, even though its a risky business, it would be an interesting adventure in your life."
“Yeah I guess the cards just weren't in my favor at the time, but maybe I just wasn't meant to do so. Heck I wouldn't mind trying to open a shop here in the game if it would be possible.”
Xylef in drinking his tea and reminiscing about his past and the things he had yet to do in life, had forgotten that this bard had yet to introduce himself, but the bard remembered and introduced himself as Shikiodus. Shikiodus then offered Xylef a drink of his tea, to which Xylef obliged, he could not go with knowing that there was a tea that he refused to try.
As Xylef reached for the glass he offered “Would you like a taste of my tea, it is a simple jasmine, but still an amazing blend?” Xylef then took in the aroma of the tea, not overly strong, but the smell did seem to travel better than that of other teas.
As the fluid hit his taste buds Xylef lit up with joy. “The minty flavor blends perfectly with the sweetness, a unique tea quite unlike anything I've ever had! I may have to order myself a glass.” Xylef had only few times been brought to the same levels of joy from just tasting a tea. Wanting to taste more, but knowing that the tea was not his own Xylef handed the glass back to Shikioudus.

”I hate to interrupt, but I do feel I need to share my thoughts on the quality of the tea. It is… certainly magnificent is it not?” Xylef heard from over his shoulder.
“I must agree the quality is quite unmatched, I apologize if my praising the tea interrupted your peace time.” Xylef eyed the fellow who was now standing next to them, but removed his gaze as to not be mistaken for having been staring.
”I hope you forgive my rude intrusion, I am Pellinore, and adventurer of the guardian class,” The adventurer had talked in a rather formal fashion which Xylef attributed to stress in talking to strangers, thus he attempted to lighten the mood “Out with the formalities! This is a friendly gathering is it not?”
Xylef was so busy talking to the two he had just met that he did not notice a sprite approach the table “I want to dance” it said is a rather presumptuous tone.
Xylef simply laughed in reply to this comment, and laughed for a while as the man who must have been the summoner of this sprite approached.
“Forgive her, she must have forgot her manners. My name is Zyrune.”
“Well from four individual parties to a party of four already hu? I guess we might as well make merry while we're here” Xylef lifted his glass as if to signal a cheers before downing the last of his tea and continuing “What brings you all to Elder Tale?”

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Tag you're it:  Shikiodus Zyrune Pellinore

[Shikiodus]

"Yeah I guess the cards just weren't in my favor at the time, but maybe I just wasn't meant to do so. Heck I wouldn't mind trying to open a shop here in the game if it would be possible.” Shikiodus nodded, drinking his tea thoughtfully before setting it down and beckoning the waitress.
“Would you like a taste of my tea, it is a simple jasmine, but still an amazing blend?” Shikiodus shook his head, "no thank you, but thanks for the offer. Ive tried it before, i enjoy it when im alone, or in a secluded place, where nothing will touch me. weird, isn't that?" he grinned sheepishly.

“The minty flavor blends perfectly with the sweetness, a unique tea quite unlike anything I've ever had! I may have to order myself a glass.” Shikiodus laughed, "I thought you'd enjoy it, i find it one of my favorites here, its funny how people don't try some of these new drinks in the shoppes!" he took a sip, noticing the waitress coming from the other side of the shoppe "In fact, i have yet to try about 18 other brews here, about 4 are intense as Ive heard from the waitress. One of these 'intense drinks' i have tried, the 'Snowdonia Dragon's Hoarfrost'. it is quite cool, but the flavor is sharp, powerful, and amazing. It is something hard to explain, you would have to try it for yourself! i recommend it in the summer. should be obvious by it's name." he nodded towards the pot "You can have more if you like. The Londinium Buzzy Life is served in a larger portion than most teas."

”I hate to interrupt, but I do feel I need to share my thoughts on the quality of the tea. It is… certainly magnificent is it not?” He noticed Xyleaf almost instantly pipe to the question, so he just kicked his feet back up on the table, away from the tea and away from the people.

”I hope you forgive my rude intrusion, I am Pellinore, and adventurer of the guardian class,” A foul flavor licked his tongue, and he smirked Oh, your just too kind. would you mind holding my teapot? Oh im so terribly rude OH I'm just SO sorry dearie, would you like a kiss? how about a seat? let me take your kindness and KINDLY help you shove it up your ass! he rolled his eyes, and sighed. control yourself, already! he thought. Looking at Pellinore, he didn't look like a bad guy, he just didn't like how kind and innocent he just had been.

“Out with the formalities! This is a friendly gathering is it not?” Shikiodus nodded "Aye, now that is something i can definitely agree to!"
"I want to dance." He looked around, not seeing who said that, and shrugged.
"Forgive her, she must have forgot her manners. My name is Zyrune.”
“Well from four individual parties to a party of four already hu? I guess we might as well make merry while we're here”  Shikiodus laughed; hard.
"my GOD! I am about to think i just made a speech rallying a random group of people to a cult or something! No matter, welcome to the fellowship of the ring- AHEM, the table." He then noticed Xyleaf lift a cup, and Shikiodus did do so as well in suite before also finishing his tea.
Suddenly, he felt a tugging at his leg slowly intensifying. He looked down and saw a most-beautiful sprite "I. Want. To. Dance..."
Shikiodus smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes "How terrible of me, to keep such a beautiful mistress a-waiting." he winked, and blew a kiss before pulling out his guitar and strumming the tune once more.

“What brings you all to Elder Tale?” Shikiodus frowned, "Wrong question. the question should be, how did we get STUCK in elder tale." he smiled again "Although, i don't mind it i guess..." he made it obvious he was staring at the waitress's breasts before she came to the group, he looked her in the eye before she knew what he did, and asked "Yes, may i have some crumpets, or some pastry for my tea? Just bring some baskets, put it under my tab i guess."

He went back to quietly strumming his guitar, listening to the group as the waitress left.

Word count: 728

[Pellinore]

WORDS: 835 
TAGGED: xylef Shikiodus Zyrune

Pellinore was pretty sure his introduction was an awkward one, and the way the other two responded pretty much cemented that belief. Ah well, he sighed internally, it wasn’t that bad. Thankfully it seemed the other two met his rather firm politeness well, and the thought relaxed him a fair bit. That didn’t stop the guardian though, internally cursing his awkwardness, he almost missed it when the first adventurer to speak, the Ritual man put his fears on edge, ”Out with the formalities! This is a friendly gathering is it not?” A statement which his bard companion agreed to ”Aye, now that is something I can definitely agree to.”

Pellinore found himself letting out a small chuckle, ”Yes, I suppose you’re right.”” He visibly relaxed after that, allowing his shoulders to slump a bit, allowing himself to feel more comfortable in the setting. Only to be jarred by the sound of a little voice speaking ”I want to dance.”

The sudden noise shocked the adventurer, but he prevented himself from physically reacting. That would’ve been in far too poor a form for him to act in front of the others, he had a new reputation to maintain after all. He couldn’t go about jumping at small voices. And it so happened as he turned towards the source of the statement he found looking at the little flower girl who had been dancing before. She seemed to be intent on making sure the bard played more music, a sight that gave Pellinore a little smile. It was cute in a fashion.

Following the flower girl came the man who must have summoned her, the druid, ”Forgive her, she must have forgotten her manners,” He apologised before adding, ”My name is Zyrune.”

Pellinore nodded in response, ”Well met, Zyrune, I am Pellinore.” He did feel like a bit of an idiot for introducing himself twice in a short period, but it was to different people so he felt more than justified. Probably that whole social anxiety thing again, the wolf hair sighed.

And as the four of them were assembled it seemed that the first man once more had an announcement, ”Well from individual parties to a party of four already hu? I guess we might as well make merry while we’re here.” With that the man of ritual raised his glass.

The statement was answered with a joke from the bard, ”My GOD! I am about to think i just made a speech rallying a random group of people to a cult or something! No matter, welcome to the fellowship of the ring- AHEM, the table,” before he two raised his glass.

Pellinore answered in turn, raising the last of his tea up, ”Merrymaking does sound like a damned good way to pass the time,” he chuckled. He downed his tea relatively quickly, it was starting to cool and besides the atmosphere of the meeting had taken him.

“What brings you all to Elder Tale?” Asked the first man again, Pellinore was struggling to tell his class, he looked like a heretic but from what he knew most heretics were insane and/or evil, this guy was polite and good company.

"Wrong question. The question should be, how did we get STUCK in Elder Tale,” The bard frowned, before smiling once more ”Although, I don’t mind it I guess…” He trailed off as the waitress approached, the bard obviously staring at the woman’s breasts. Pellinore couldn’t believe the sight, he wasn’t even trying to hide it? No, the fact was that he was being a blatant pervert. The guardian didn’t know what to feel. He was caught up in his own thoughts as the bard ordered, some pastries or something.

”I’m fine thank you,” He added when the waitress asked him if he wanted anything, he felt a bit more stiff. Slowly he exhaled once more, letting himself feel comfortable again, to be perfectly honest the fact that the bard had begun strumming his guitar again probably helped with his relaxation. Where were they? That’s right the Elder Tale question.

Pellinore himself pondered the question for a moment, he didn’t really know what to say. ”Me?” He started, ”Back when this world was still a game, I guess I played to escape. Ironic isn’t it? Now, now I just want to help people. Fight the good fight, become a hero.” The guardian laughed, it wasn’t awkward this time, boisterousness filled the sound, ”Ahh but that’s just rambling.”

”I do have a question of my own though, have any of you ventured outside of the city?” He asked the assembled party, ”I have yet to myself, but the world out there seems full of adventure, no?”

The thought of being able to travel the realm like a character in one of the stories he relished as a child was far too tantalising for Pellinore to ignore. He just had to know what others in the situation thought, truly they’d think that they were blessed as well wouldn’t they?

[Zyrune]

Hp:100 Mp:100

“Well from four individual parties to a party of four already hu? I guess we might as well make merry while we're here” Spoke another, Zyrune noticed straght away that he worn similar style clothes to himself, only difference was Zyrune showed off a lot more flesh than the man. It was almost hard not to notice the mark's markings on his right hand as he downed the last of his tea, intricate and beautiful, an off crimson type colour. The interface showed his name to be Xylef and he held the class of Heretic. For a moment the druid paused, the only other heretic was that strange woman during his first month, she was being consumed from within by her illness and she too held the title heretic. Either way the man seemed handsome. Before the druid could react, another introduced themselves. ”Well met, Zyrune, I am Pellinore.” Zyrune nodded in response, the man really appeared as to what Zyrune expected an adventurer to be, he was tall, but not overly so, muscly, but not overly so and his features gave him an aura of mystery but it didn't come close to his guild masters. The druid cursed himself internally for once again comparing someone to Saber. He needed to rid his system of the man, it was never going to happen.“What brings you all to Elder Tale?” Zyrune looked at the man puzzled for a moment. Nothing brought us here, we were all trapped here or did this man have a rather different idea of what had happened, the druid was curious to know more it passed the druid's mind that the man could have been a person of the land, but the bard chimed in. He had seemed very alive and light hearted as he constantly seemed to be in a good mood, this in itself set the druid at ease. His summon was being particularly bothersome and he was about to unsummon the young girl when the bard gazed down towards her. "How terrible of me, to keep such a beautiful mistress a-waiting." Zyrune was more surprised when he winked and blew a short kiss towards the summon before begining the soft beautiful melody once more. The half-alv chuckled as the summon smiled and looked over her shoulder seductively at the bard before beginning to sway and dance to the music once more.

"Wrong question. the question should be, how did we get STUCK in elder tale." The bard once again spoke but this time directed towards the group, his smile was contagious. He had wild red hair that Zyrune guessed was impossible to achieve if not for their realities origin. He wore casual more modern clothes and his face and a tattoo, however this was a crude drawing of a nuclear bomb on his left cheek, it wasn't as beautiful as the heretic's tattoo. "Although, i don't mind it i guess..." Pellinore seemed to take the question more seriously however and pondered it for a moment as if considering each word carefully. "Me?” The adventurer began, ”Back when this world was still a game, I guess I played to escape. Ironic isn’t it? Now, now I just want to help people. Fight the good fight, become a hero.” The guardian laughed and it filled the room. ”Ahh but that’s just rambling.” HE paused for a moment and Zyrune took the chance to order some green tea before turning back to the group to see the guardian was already talking again. "Have any of you ventured outside of the city?” He asked gazing at each one in the group, ”I have yet to myself, but the world out there seems full of adventure, no?” Zyrune nodded. "I have, not very far however." He paused for a moment considering what he wanted to say. "There are a lot of dangers and its best not to go too far by yourself." The druid began with a reassuring smile. "The monsters aren't too different but they don't act the same, they consider each move before making it, team up with one another, but the combat system is a bit different here too than before so there is also that." He paused again, this time to trade his empty cup of Coconia petal tea with the tea house server's vibrant steaming mellow green filled cup. He mouthed a thankyou before turning back to the group. "The world has changed though including us." He paused wondering if he should actually tell them. Breathing a soft sigh, he shrugged before continuing. "While the royal guard keeps us safe in here." The druid motion gesturing to the city of Londinium. "Outside the borders, player killing is increasing, there is rumour that a gang of them had banded together, taking on any player they see." His thoughts turned to that of the masked duo who had attacked him, the duo who had sworn revenge on both Zyrune and Saber. He shuddered as he took a sip of his green tea. 

Hp:100 Mp:100
WC: 837
Abilities Used: None
Tagged: xylef Shikiodus Pellinore
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[lanceknight]

Lance was sitting in the very corner of the tea house alone and he leaned back in his chair. His white hair covered his face and he smiled. Stuff had been peaceful the last few days since the fight that he had caused. He had never gotten the chance to thank the people who had helped him fight the other day and he wondered why they even jumped in the fight to help him in the first place. I mean they didn't seem to want anything in return, Were there actually good players still left in Ender Tale? He wasn't sure so he had put the subject out of his mind seeing as he doubted he would ever get to thank those people. He took a sip of his drink and sighed "Heh... those guys haven't really messed with me since then..." he thought to himself as he sat up in his seat "In fact I haven't even seen those guys since they ran away from the fight..." he muttered quietly. 

He over heard the conversation about the day that everything changed and he stared out into nothingness. Everything was all coming back to him now. The loss of his only friends, the fight, everything that seemed to happen all came back to him and he closed his eyes. "Why did we all get stuck in this world... I mean I wont say it hasn't been fun but...." He stopped himself there as he himself wondered why he never bothered to see the world outside of Londinium. He was level one and both his subclasses were to. That fight was literally the first time he had ever defended himself against anything and he had those guys to thank for it. 

He had not been paying attention to the voices of another group in the shop until one voice sounded a bit familiar to him. He glanced back words and saw the druid that had helped him the other day and smiled "Ahh... I hope he isn't mad at me or anything..." he muttered as he got up and walked over to the table. As he got close enough for the group to hear him he opened his mouth "The world can be a dangerous place." he said as he stood by the Druid "I never got to thank you for the other day...." he muttered as he sat down and sighed. He usually tried to stay away from groups like this but whatever... 

Word count: 413
Tags: xylef Shikiodus Pellinore Zyrune

[Sophia]

It was the early evening in Londinum, and it was at this time that Emilia decided to use what free time she had to take a little stroll through the district. So she put on her comfortable clothing, a thick green, turtle-necked sweater, a mid-length skirt, black leggings, and a pair of soft black, low-heeled shoes. Dressed and ready to go, she headed for the door in the main entrance of the inn she had taken residence in. But once she opened the door, her face was hit by the chilling winds outside. She did expected it, they were in the middle of winter after all. Even so, she wanted to explore the town a bit and she didn't plan to be outside for very long anyway.

Emilia wondered through cobblestone streets, trying her best to avoid stepping into the partly melted snow covering them. She thought of how annoying it was getting her socks and shoes wet, and how they would itch later on from the water trapped in them. In her mind she cursed herself for not buying boots. She would make a mental note to get some later. Despite, knowing that these mental notes haven't always worked in the past. But she can't really make an actual note at the moment. 

She would continue walking, all the way to the shopping district. She would turn her head around, looking at the each shop. But not enough of them really made her think to go inside. That is, until one she came across one store. One that didn't seem to look like a store, but more like a house. It even had sculpted ornaments by the door, side by side. She stood in by it for sometime, debating whether to go in or not. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she decided to take a look. Just one, and then she'll go back to the inn, she thought to herself. 

So, she walked up to the building, pasting by the stone sculptures on her way to the door. When she opened it, she was visibly surprised to be standing in the middle of what seemed to be a cafe. She could smell the aroma of tea and various baked goods wafting through the air. She could see other people sitting on the wooden tables.

"Maybe, I could get a snack, and maybe some hot coca if they have it."

She made her way over to the counter, where a lady as young as her character model, was waiting behind. "Hello! How may I serve you this evening?" the waitress ask, smiling warmly at her. "Hello!" she said, smiling back to the girl. "Um.." Emilia looked over the waitress' shoulder at the array of desserts neatly stacked behind her. It wasn't long until her eyes spotted a pair of chocolate croissants. Oh how she loved them. They were her favorite treat.

"May I please, have a cup of hot chocolate and two of your chocolate croissants?" She asked the waitress, with hope lingering in her voice.

The waitress replied with a nod, "Certainly. Please take a seat and I'll be back with your order."

"Thank you!" Emilia said, enthusiastically.

Waitress then turned around and begun making the hot chocolate. While waitress was busy with her order, Emilia leaned her elbows on the counter, gleefully smiling while watching the waitress work. She didn't expect for them to have chocolate croissants, nor for this shop to be a cafe. Even so, she was happy to be in a place like this. Looking around at the atmosphere of the shop, just made her feel all warm and cozy. She felt like she was at someone else's home, despite it being a public place. Her wondering eyes then looked over at the only group of patrons within the shop, all sitting together, expect for one. Though they all seemed to be chatting among themselves.

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Word Count: 653
Tags: xylef Shikiodus Pellinore Zyrune 

[xylef]

Shikiodus had asked the lady working the shop for some crumpets, and Just before she left Xylef called "Hey I'd like some pastries as well, especially if they're anything close to how good the tea is, that can go on my tab, unless of course Shikiodus here wants to pay for me." As the waitress walked off with the orders Xylef went back to the group "I've so far learned to enjoy this world just as much as earth, maybe a little more." Xylef had missed that the waitress had refilled his glass, he must have been too busy talking to the others at the time.
"Back when this world was still a game, I guess I played to escape. Ironic isn’t it? Now, now I just want to help people. Fight the good fight, become a hero.” Pellinore had told of his past quite openly as opposed to some others. Then the question was raised if any of the four had ventured out of the city. Xylef had been just on the border of the city, but never had found himself venturing past where one would be able to see the city. It wasn't even enough to be called a venture out of the city most of the time, but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to, but even a few weeks wouldn't be enough for him to get fully adjusted to his new body.
"There are a lot of dangers and its best not to go too far by yourself. The monsters aren't too different but they don't act the same, they consider each move before making it, team up with one another, but the combat system is a bit different here too than before so there is also that." Zyrune had warned the group.
The words Zyrune spoke were true, and Xylef had to agree "Yeah, I can agree to that, luckily I was able to learn the use of skills rather quickly as of entering the game, but I can't say I've gotten to use them much." Living in the game was both similar, and very far off from the real world, an odd balance to say the least. Zyrune then continued to warn that player killing was increasing and that groups were banding together to do just that. It was not something Xylef had seen, but the rumors were widespread "Can't say I've seen any truth to those rumors, but I can say that there are plenty of people who would kill for fun... insane people you might say, I've met a few of them myself." That girl and the masked man he had met on the first day of the apocalypse were prime examples, but then again one could argue that Xylef was just as good an example, especially if one had seen him in battle.
Getting so caught up in talking of the intricacies of Elder Tale Xylef had failed to perceive that there was a fifth man approaching the group. "The world can be a dangerous place. I never got to thank you for the other day." Turning his head Xylef saw another, he looked human enough, but some of the animal races could hide their defining features, and at the pay counter there was a sixth who must have just recently entered the tea house.
"Well damn... there are now six times as many people in this shop than I expected to see the entire time I was here." Xylef said after seeing the two new customers. It wasn't a bad thing meeting all these new people, and heck it made him happy to see such a small tea shop have so many customers, but the experience was far off from what Xylef expected.

Word Count: 624
Tags: Shikiodus Pellinore Zyrune lanceknight Sophia

[Shikiodus]

Shikiodus sighed whilst listening to Pellinore's reason about being in elder tale, and muttered "These better not be sob stories..."
”Back when this world was still a game, I guess I played to escape. Ironic isn’t it? Now, now I just want to help people. Fight the good fight, become a hero.” Simply Cliche. Simply Cliche, sir...
”I do have a question of my own though, have any of you ventured outside of the city?” Oh, now this is good....  ”I have yet to myself, but the world out there seems full of adventure, no?”
Shikiodus sighed, "and here i thought you would boast of war stories and get us all riled up." He sighed, "So boring... Although, ive been out a little, didn't kill anything, too many PKs a-lurkin for a single bard,"

The druid spoke, "There are a lot of dangers and its best not to go too far by yourself." Druid smiled, deceit? no... "The monsters aren't too different but they don't act the same, they consider each move before making it, team up with one another, but the combat system is a bit different here too than before so there is also that." He paused again, What the neep are you planning? Shikiodus's eye twitched, a rather off-setting smile spreading on his face. "The world has changed though including us." HE PAUSED AGAIN... Shikiodus's fingers slowly curled, scratching at the wooden table. "While the royal guard keeps us safe in here, outside the borders, player killing is increasing, there is rumour that a gang of them had banded together, taking on any player they see."

Calm... Calm... Calm... Shikiodus un-tensed, sighed, and muttered, "Prison." He looked around at the people at the table "We are in a prison." He gestured openly "The cities? our cells. The guards? Wardens. Player killers? watch dogs sent to kill." He folded his hands together "And every second people grow tense, a riot will happen, perhaps?" His eyes flashed with a crazed hunger "I will kill each and every dog, presenting their corpses to who they cooperate with, coax them, and then..." His grin widened, eyes widening, an aura of a madman escaping him... After a minute, he fills his tea cup and brings it up to his lips, and instantly went into his easy calmed mood "Ahh, no matter, were here to have tea, not to worry about prisons!" he took a long gulp, glimpsing at Zyrune's summon. "She is cute you know? Could fall for her..." He looked at Zyrune, smiled, and winked.

Some random, spiky haired man came in, proclaiming some thanks to one or two of our conglomeration of men.

Another? He watched as some lady came in with a sweet tooth. What are you all up to...

BACKTRACK... He remembered his response to Xylef, whom said "Hey I'd like some pastries as well, especially if they're anything close to how good the tea is, that can go on my tab, unless of course Shikiodus here wants to pay for me." Shikiodus smirked, "You'd have to owe me, Xylef."

FORWARD... "Well damn... there are now six times as many people in this shop than I expected to see the entire time I was here." Shikiodus's head snapped back to the heretic, and he laughed "Yeah, never thought a tea shoppe would be so popular!" and with that, he took another sip.

"Any word from the other pris- Cities?"

Word Count: 570

[Pellinore]

WORDS: 884                TAGGED:xylef,Shikiodus,Zyrune,lanceknight,Sophia

Of course the bard made a smart arse comment about Pellinore telling war stories, the wolf hair simply snorted in response, a small chuckle escaping his mouth. He wasn’t too worried about what the other man thought of him, in fact he found the fellow’s jokes charming in an insulting sort of way.The first one to answer Pellinore’s question about the outside world was the druid, "I have, not very far however.” Pellinore wasn’t too surprised by that, the druid had the ability to summon and he definitely didn’t strike a figure of incompetency, the guardian simply nodded as the other adventurer spoke, "There are a lot of dangers and its best not to go too far by yourself. The monsters aren't too different but they don't act the same, they consider each move before making it, team up with one another, but the combat system is a bit different here too than before so there is also that." The druid added, with the race of ritual man backing him up on that point, "Yeah, I can agree to that, luckily I was able to learn the use of skills rather quickly as of entering the game, but I can't say I've gotten to use them much."

That wasn’t exactly the best news, if the monsters were coordinating, that meant they were a far larger threat than they had been before the Catastrophe. It was little wonder that many players did not seek to leave the safety of Londinium. It was the next words that the druid spoke that made the hackles on Pellinore’s neck rise, “The world has changed though including us." The druid paused after that, before continuing "While the royal guard keeps us safe in here. Outside the borders, player killing is increasing, there is rumour that a gang of them had banded together, taking on any player they see."

The guardian froze up at that comment, the very idea was despicable, ”Those god damned fools…” The man muttered under his breath.

The bard didn’t seem to take the news too well either, muttering to the group, "We are in a prison." "The cities? our cells. The guards? Wardens. Player killers? watch dogs sent to kill." He folded his hands together "And every second people grow tense, a riot will happen, perhaps?" Pellinore found himself enraptured in the bard’s talk, it was emotive, to be sure. He hadn’t thought that people would think of a whole world as a prison. It was the next sentence that set him on edge, "I will kill each and every dog, presenting their corpses to who they cooperate with, coax them, and then..." The man’s eyes were wide, and the aura he was giving off was scary, like that of a crazed man. Someone who wanted to do something, but what he wanted to do was mad. Pellinore tensed up, hackles raising once more, only for the aura to fade from the bard. He spoke calmly next, filling his tea cup "Ahh, no matter, were here to have tea, not to worry about prisons” The bard was a confusing fellow to be sure, Pellinore wasn’t sure if he liked or disliked the man and his odd ways… No matter. Pellinore really didn’t know what to think of it all, only to be once more caught off guard when a fifth joined their group.

A man with hair that betrayed his appearance as an adventurer approached them, turning to the druid he spoke ” The world can be a dangerous place. I never got to thank you for the other day.” Not knowing what to do, and not wishing to intrude Pellinore simply gave a slight nod.

It was then that the heretic spoke up again, "Well damn... there are now six times as many people in this shop than I expected to see the entire time I was here.” Sure enough, another person had entered the tea shop. A girl this time, and she had ordered a lot of pastries.

Pellinore paused and thought of what he should do, there were now five people talking, strangers at that, and another person by their lonesome. Granted, she may want to be that way. Thoughts like that continued to rush through Pellinore’s head as he went over the scenarios, his social anxiety taking the better of him. He sighed once more, it was the old him who was nervous. Pellinore was a champion of justice, after all, wasn’t he?

The guardian raised a hand and called out to the girl, ”Why do you sit by yourself when there are tales to be shared and friends to be made over here?” He laughed. Oh god, his inner voice screamed at him, what was he doing? Fighting back the embarrassment he was sure to feel, Pellinore once more listened to the outward conversation. The one without self-scathing criticism.

The bard had asked a question once more, “Any word from the other pris- Cities?"

”I haven’t been in contact with anyone who’s left the city, let alone from outside it. So I am sorry to say no,” Pellinore answered, a boring answer to be sure.

The guardian was silent for a time after that, his own mental voices screaming at him for his choice of words, and his eccentric behaviour.

[Zyrune]

Hp:100 Mp:100

Listening intently to the others speak, Zyrune let the warm liquid pass his lips. As the warm liquid make contact with his taste-buds, the druid instantly felt more relaxed. Before he had become trapped, he had made it a habit to always have a cup of green tea when he was stressed, sometimes he would add a slice of fresh lemon, but mostly he liked to drink the stuff on his own. "Bet you wish you could move like this." A voice spoke near the group. Zyrune instantly recognized it as Alraune his summon who up until this time had been quietly dancing and swaying to the bard's music which he seemed only happy to play for her. Looking away from the group for a moment, the druid saw she had addressed the lander server who had passed by the summon. Alraune stood there with a confident look on her face as if so proud of her moves, you'd swear the creature had received an award for her dancing, the way she was acting. The lander women didn't seem to have a problem or think the summon was being rude as she smiled and let out a soft chuckled continuing to go about her work. Letting out a sigh of relief, the druid had been so focused on the summon that he hadn't even seen a face he would have recognized straight away approach them. It was the magic caster Zyrune had risked his life to save, it was the summoner who was keen for the druid and his friends to do all the saving and play the role of a princess in distress.

The druid watched him for a moment recalling the fight like it had just happened, it was because of the caster that that masked duo had decided to join the fight and literally chosen Zyrune had their target, he could still remember how hard the monk had hit him. Then again it was also the caster's fault that Saber had to step in and save the day. The druid couldn't help but smile as he recalled the man jumping down as if the heavens had just let him leave. ”The world can be a dangerous place. I never got to thank you for the other day.” Perhaps it was the green tea speaking or maybe the bard's strumming but the druid couldn't have felt angry at the caster even if he wanted to, at least right now. Smiling Zyrune scratched the back of his head "Maybe I'll have to get into some trouble so you can return the favor?" The druid winked as he took another sip of his tea. Due to his thoughts about Saber, the comment had managed to come off more flirty than he had intended, still though he doubted the man could take offence after he had literally risked his life to save him. Without the two saying another word, the guardian turned and quickly addressed another who stood nearby, she seemed to be waiting for some food. , ”Why do you sit by yourself when there are tales to be shared and friends to be made over here?” He laughed. The druid guessed he must have liked being social with others. However before the woman could react, Zyrune spotted his summon near her. Continuing to sway and dance to the bard's sweet music, but she seemed to have her lips pursed as she stared at the female guardian. "I guess if I had to wear something that ugly, then I would eat that much chocolate too." The summon commented sideways as she stretched her hands above her head dancing much more seductively as time went on. Zyrune however was almost floored by the comment, his heart pounded against his chest and he prayed the woman would see the funnier side of things and do her best to ignore the summon. Quickly he tried to make his way over to the two to explain.

Hp:100 Mp:100
WC: 622
Abilities Used: None
Tagged lanceknight Sophia xylef Shikiodus Pellinore
Notes:

[lanceknight]

Lance had now joined the group that was drinking tea together only because the druid was there. "Maybe I'll have to get into some trouble so you can return the favor?" the Druid told him with a wink. Lance's back straightened and he blushed a bit but he dismissed it because the druid did risk his life for him and all. He nodded and smiled "Yes go get your self in trouble for me." he said with a chuckle as he turned to face the rest of the group. He had only come for the druid but it was rude to sit down at a table and not talk to the rest of the people there too. ”Why do you sit by yourself when there are tales to be shared and friends to be made over here?” the guardian said as the sorcerer turned his head towards the girl he was talking to and nodded. "I guess if I had to wear something that ugly, then I would eat that much chocolate too." another woman at the table who was playing music said and pursed her lips "Hey... her clothing choices aren't that bad..." he muttered with a smile as he dismissed the conversation.



He turned towards the guy who was asking about the other cities and shrugged "I haven't really left Londinium yet..." he muttered as he gripped his staff "I plan on leaving soon though hopefully!" he said with a gleam in his eye. Lance was not usually this energetic about things and he was usually laid back but today was different for some reason. He just felt happy which was a feeling he hadn't felt since the incident where everyone got stuck in this world. Player killings have been growing more and more each day along with just your normal thugs. He hated it but that’s the way things had to be and he decided to keep a calm mind about it. 

Lance stared at the rest of the group "So what is all of your takes on more player killers popping up everywhere?" he asked as he scratched the back of his head. It was a random question but he wanted to see just what kind of hearts these guys had, if they still had one. 

[Sophia]

"Hm?" While she leaned her back against the counter relaxing to the delightful tune that played in the background, Sophie could had sworn she heard a little voice emanating underneath her. She was sure what it said, as her ears were focused on the music the bard was playing. The only word she could recalled hearing, was 'chocolate' and something about clothes. Either way, she looked down for the voice's owner. And there she saw a small girl dressed in leafy greens. The little thing was dancing and swaying about so adorably. Watching it move about, made the blonde woman chuckle softly. It was too cute, she wanted to snatch it up and tenderly embrace it in her arms.

"Awww, aren't you a little cutie." She said, kneeling down a little as she spoke to the little girl in green.

"Miss, your order is ready." said a voice from behind Sophie, in a cheerily tone. It was the waitress, and she had her hot chocolate in a white, elegantly decorated porcelain tea cup and her chocolate croissants on a white porcelain dish. and they were placed on top of a tray. Sophie's eyes lit up brightly, as she looked at the spread. She thanked the waitress, before paying the bill and taking the tray. 

She turned around to see a young man nearing her and little girl clad in green. At the looks of him, he seemed to be in a rush. Maybe he wanted some more of the tea and baked goods.

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Word Count: 253
Tags: xylef Shikiodus Pellinore Zyrune