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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[rangerbirdboi]

Mir had been about to duck the fighter in front of him when the one he didn't know was behind him was gone. "Thank you friend," he says in a soft accent, "I don't doubt it isn't," he says.as he pulls a dagger off his belt and throws it to try get the human charging at them to go down. "I'm not surprised at the trouble though."

[quenched]

"Yes, well, I wouldn't say it's the friendliest--" he swears in infernal as the human charges, grimaces as the dagger in their shoulder knocks them down, and huffs a sigh, holding out his arm to beckon Mir toward a set of stairs. "There's a cellar this way. We can dodge the worst of the chaos there if you want."

Purportedly, there's also a passage out into the countryside from there, but he hasn't traversed it, himself, and it seems likely to be chock full of traps. One step at a time.