Back from the edges of the universe...

*pushes the dusty inn doors open, all is quiet as most of the Inn patrons have gone to sleep, the inn is quite still*

Ahhhhh! Its good to be back! *sniffs at the musty ale and fogs up the nearest beer mug* Hmm I see Rabbit is still running the place! I can smell her miles away! *begins gathering up all the root beer bottles from the fridge* hehe nobody ever drinks these!

*flicks one of the small bottle caps off the top of the bottle of root beer with his big claws*

*takes a seat on the floor behind the bar*

I'm amazed at how quiet it is here, no vampires sucking blood, no swords being flung at me, no one in the rafters, its rather nice this time of night! *sits there sipping the root beer deciding if he should leave a note or just head out with all the root beer?*

Begins carving in the bar top the words: Thanks for the root beer! Very Happy

*opens a small hole in space and piles the root beer inside, saving it for later*

*pokes the door to the Inn open and walks outside*

Now to find that donut truck . . .

*disappears into the night sky*

Wyndy!...Glad you like the rootbeer. I'll have to get on Tenchi about keeping it stocked a bit better. And these donuts you speak of....what are they? If it's not rum it's a foreign concept.

Greyanna pushed the inn door open and looked around. So many memories flooded her minds eye. She walked to the bar; running her hand down its length she came to an inscription.

Thanks for the Rootbeer! She laughed aloud.

Finally she found her way to a corner table and sat down slowly. She would wait for others to arrive. Would they know her? Would they recognize Lady Sucubus for who she was now or had been. Her powers were gone from her now and much like her father she was a powerless shell and a reminder of a time long gone from these worlds. She had been gone a long time and yet through all of her sorrows and her travels this place remained in her memory as home. Her old tower was in ruins and her family torn apart by her trechery and deciet. She hoped that someone here would still know her as she once had been. The half drow was disheartened slightly by the silence but none the less she was home again.
She would wait a while and rest. With that thought her eyes closed and her soft silver hair fell across her metallic skin with the slumping of her head. She was battle weary and this place was a place of rest. She would rest until someone awoke her.

Vale Wyndkin and Succubus, don't mind the dust bunnies, WR retired from his cleaning chores and Tenchi is still a run away teenager.

Samanthia moving through the woods, silently as she looks around her. Ever alert and at ease as she moves confidently with a quiet proven confidence. Sunlight glinting off bits and pieces of her mix-match armor. Ears attuned to what was around her. Seeing a building up ahead. Smiles recognizing the building that houses the Green Dragon Inn. A bit more worn down from neglect and lack of occupancy.

She sighs softly and makes her way through unkempt yard that surrounds the building, coming to the front door. She enters...

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