Nine Shrines Bar Story
It was quite easy to forget that the Nine Shrines Bar was an actual bar. Most of the tables were covered with documents, books, schematics, and mysterious substances, and the dusty floor was littered with sparkles and burn marks. In the corner a brown-haired young man was knitting what looked like a tube. He finished it and beamed at his handiwork. He then slipped it onto his nearby glaive, apparently glad that his combat partner could now be comfortable in chilly weather.
“Stop it, Cha’roth. I’m trying to look at this,” someone else scolded, failing to hold back a gentle smile. Snuggled into a booth-turned-bed, a figure with shocking white hair was lounging while reading a map. Among the pillows scattered around the rounded bench, a little blanket-covered lump happened to be snuggling into the person’s side.
The peaceful scene seemed more like the home of an …show more content…
He turned around expecting to see a familiar tiefling and red-head. What he saw, however, was something that made him blink in confusion.
In the doorway stood two lime-green figures. They had long fingers and huge bald heads. Their large, oval eyes were a deep black and stared blankly. One was noticeably taller than the other and had to tilt its head slightly as the pair exchanged glances. They had an odd atmosphere about them. The brunet quietly grabbed his glaive and approached the mysterious creatures. Perhaps they were some type of monster?
“Gregor!” muttered the white-haired person. They got up from their comfortable position and walked closer to the pair while still keeping a bit of distance. “Um, hi. My name is Ashe. Uh... do you guys need anything?” she tried to give a friendly smile to the strangers.
The figures didn’t even blink at the greeting. There was a tense silence for a moment before they turned their back to Ashe and started whispering.
“It’s happening,
“Stop it, Cha’roth. I’m trying to look at this,” someone else scolded, failing to hold back a gentle smile. Snuggled into a booth-turned-bed, a figure with shocking white hair was lounging while reading a map. Among the pillows scattered around the rounded bench, a little blanket-covered lump happened to be snuggling into the person’s side.
The peaceful scene seemed more like the home of an …show more content…
He turned around expecting to see a familiar tiefling and red-head. What he saw, however, was something that made him blink in confusion.
In the doorway stood two lime-green figures. They had long fingers and huge bald heads. Their large, oval eyes were a deep black and stared blankly. One was noticeably taller than the other and had to tilt its head slightly as the pair exchanged glances. They had an odd atmosphere about them. The brunet quietly grabbed his glaive and approached the mysterious creatures. Perhaps they were some type of monster?
“Gregor!” muttered the white-haired person. They got up from their comfortable position and walked closer to the pair while still keeping a bit of distance. “Um, hi. My name is Ashe. Uh... do you guys need anything?” she tried to give a friendly smile to the strangers.
The figures didn’t even blink at the greeting. There was a tense silence for a moment before they turned their back to Ashe and started whispering.
“It’s happening,