The Pub of Ill Repute

[Ainu Melko]

Welcome to the Pub of Ill Repute

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You walk up to a large, intricately carved wooden door. As you go to open it, you can sense a forboding atmoshphere inside. Once you open the door, you find a room dimly lit and filled with smoke. It appears that the floor is carved from a shiny black stone, but you cannot tell because it is so dark. The smoke is coming from a fire, but it is not in the hearth. It is more than likely the body of someone who did not belong. There are minions all around, and the bartender is a stout Uruk-hai. Do not be intimidated, just mind your own business! [/color]

Rules:
1. Do not Spam
2. Treat others as you wish to be treated, although we are more lenient here due to us being evil.
3. If you must make an OOC comment, please keep it to a minimum.

[Thendron]

Thendron walked in. I it was not so well kept, but he didnt care. All he was realy here for was a drink. He pulled his hood over his head and sat down at the bar, next to an goblin. "Hey bar tender!" Thendron shouted as he pointed at the drink the ork was drinking. "Give me some of the with the bubbly stuff in it." He smiled and waited for his drink.

[Ainu Melko]

Lord Melko made his way down from the Thron Room. It would appear that there were not any new people coming to his deplorable lands, so he would simply go to the Pub and get hammered. He walked in, and smiled to himself and the smoke stung his eyes. He always did love a good fire every now and then. Immediately something caught his eye. It was a human, Rarely did they have the intestinal fortitude to venture to the Black Lands of Lloth. The Dark Lord slowly made his way over to the bar and had a seat next to said human.

Melko threw back his hood, revealing his mangled face and disgusting hair. "Give me a flaming whiskey." Melko said to the Uruk behind the bar. He then turned back to the human and began to speak in a hiss. "So, what brings one of your kind here to the Black Lands."

[Thendron]

Thendron saw the new comer sit next to hm.

This can't be good. He thoguht to himself.

The new comer pulled off his hood.... Holy smokes I havn't seen any thing so horable in my life! ... and ordered his drink. He then asked thendron a question.

"What brings me out here? Just a chance to try the good stuff." Thendron then held up his wisky and began to drink.

[Ainu Melko]

Melko watched the humsn's response to the Dark Lord's appearance. He was used to it, and did have to admit that he rather fancied it. He quickly downed his flaming whiskey and then ordered another. Here as of late, there was not much more to do other than drink away the time. "Well, I guess that is good enough reason as any. We could use more like you here in the Dark Lands." Melko said with a hoarse laugh.

[Thendron]

Thendron laughed. "Yes there arn't many humans around these parts are there? But I"m a traveler...Being in one place to long, I just cant do." The creature was hidouse...and his voice...Thendron had justy a little trouble llistening to it. But he contenued to listen and be polite.

[Ainu Melko]

Melko continued to laugh as the human did so. "Indeed there are not." Melko said as he finished off his whiskey and ordered another. " I know how that can be, for I was once like that myself. That was before I conquered these lands."

[Lainreth]

Lainreth pushed the door open before her, she had little time for things of such a nature she though to her self as she remembered so ugly looking guard who had asked her where she was going at such a late hour “for a drink” she had told me quite plainly but he had not seamed interested in that more that she looked like she was out to cause trouble, that was clearly not the case if she had been out looking for trouble first of all she would have found it.. She always got what she wanted she made sure of that either by deception, by stealing of just plain flirting her way to it... and she would hardly be wearing her newest tight leather pants if she was planning to fight.. Blood was the last thing she wanted down them. She had dealt with him quickly leaving the still body down a dark alley were it was unlikely to be found until he didn’t report for duty as normal.

Inside the dim light and dark shadows made it look almost like it was underground... the tall woman ducked slightly even though there was no need to do so… every time on of the few torches flickered near her, the light caught the red streak in her black hair and for a second it would seam to come light and dance with flame which died again the moment she was cast in to shadow once more. She looked almost out of place in the grubby hole of a bar... her purple silk shirt flowing against the curve of her body to her waist where if was gathered by a dark leather belt, from which hung a pair of ornately carver daggers there scabbards were encrusted with very small gems in a pattern of swirls and points... tucked in the back was a coiled leather whip and cat of nine tails.. Lainreth didn’t believe n fighting with conventional swords or axes... the idea of breaking on of her precisely shaped and painted nails was so alien to her she refused to think about it.

She glided over towards the bar, and looked the men up and down. Both seamed interesting but one of them more than the other but she didn’t mind either. Taking on her normal demur look she turn to them “so which one of you wants to buy me a drink?” she grinned and flashed Melko a look full of hunger for he seamed to be the more dominate of the pair and that normally came with the greater power or statues.