Bar Brawl (OTA)

[quenched]

The Blushing Mermaid, down by the strand, is well known to be a little bit rougher than the Elfsong. One could say, bluntly, that it's a dive, except the proprietor, Captain Grisly, would then throw empty bottles at you until you run for cover because NO PUNS, get the fuck out of here!

Anyway, the liquor is good, never watered down, and the wine is usually too sweet and too strong, and if you thought you were going to eat with your intoxicants, you're out of luck. In short, it's a perfect place for after-work drinks for the middle and lower classes of the Gate, and adventurers looking for luck and/or trouble.

Tonight, there is trouble. Whether you started the fight or just walked in on it at the wrong moment, there are bottles and punches flying, and if you're not a brawler type, you might need to hide under a table. So. Duck and cover. Try conflict resolution. Sneak for the door. Or punch the crap out of someone. The world is thine oyster.

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[makingmyway]

Between the two of them, the half-orc had a difficult time, and when he hit the ground this time he didn't get back up.

Blowing out a breath, Dorian glances at Orym with a smile, though pulls him down from the bar when a bottle goes flying past them.

"Careful," he says with a bit of a laugh.

[halfling_dad]

Orym laughs softly and wraps his arms right around Dorian's neck so that the genasi can pull him off the bar. "I know you've got me," he teases back.

[makingmyway]

With a laugh, Dorian swings Orym around off the bar, giving him a quick kiss before setting him down.

"Always."

Then he has to duck as another bottle goes flying past his head, and he sighs with a more sheepish laugh.

"Guess we should finish up here first."