Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-5255416-20170619024917/@comment-4211788-20170619034705

A warm friday night passes in Hordaiquan, the city of technology and sorrow. The industrious playground of King Vendrake where Azimians work themselves to death. Yet, there is one place society deems to be the funhouse of Hordaiquan; that area is none other than Torvus Tavern.

Set in the Bay region of Hordaiquan, the Bay is a massive port-town where its settlers often fish and government agents trade with far off merchants from the likes of Archaven. Typically the Bay area is the happiest location in Hordaiquan. Torvus Tavern is just the center of where everyone gets together for a good meal or drink and just relax as time itself slowly passes.

Enterring the bar is a slender, yet tall Winged Stilt. He clumsily paces into the bar looking around at the environment. The bar was dimly lit as a band was playing catchy indie music surrounded by a group of intoxicated Azimians chattering about their daily lives. The bar itself was quite large and vast with several seats and tables surrounding the entire place as well as small television sets surrounding the corners of the bar. At its center there were several bartenders serving alcoholic beverages and toward the southern side of the bar, close to its entrance, was a gourmet chef and several cooks preparing meals.

It was nothing the Winged Stilt had experienced before in his time in Archaven before his departure to Mavenland. Still, he had free time as there wasn't much news to blog about in his personal time so he decided to visit the famous bar of the bay and see what life had in store for him. He was dressed wearing extravegent yet dark purple jeans, a white t-shirt with a pink star in the center, a black button up short-sleeve shirt buttoned only at the top and unbuttoned every where else, and a large black brimmed hat that looked like a standard bucket hat.

He walks further into the bar and sits next to the bartender awaiting to order a drink.