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Opening Night
Feb. 28th, 2020 07:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silverseamariner There's a new establishment located in one of the downtown area's darker corners. A wooden sign and an alien creature drawn in red paint identify it as The Scarlet Hooyim. There's a warm fire burning inside, the scent of fresh meat and pouring rum, and the sound of sea shanties. The lights are visible from outside, warm and inviting. Curved swords are displayed on the tavern's wall like trophies, and a tattered skull-and-crossbones hangs from the ceiling. There's a clear pirate theme going on. The aquarium in the far right corner is filled with strange, alien fish.
The proprietor is none other than skekSa the Mariner herself, who's built the tavern from a portion of her gathered resources as a thank-you to the Nexus and its people. She's a striking presence in her red longcoat and breeches, nine feet of feathers, scales, and taut muscle. This Skeksis isn't one of the lazy, hunched good-for-nothings at the Castle of the Crystal! The Skeksis captain is personally serving drinks and tutting over her customers, some faces familiar to her and some new. "Hello, my dears! Do come in from the cold and have a drink or two." She's carrying two mugs of foaming nectarwine, fresh from Thra, one in each primary hand. Rum, whiskey, and beer are all on offer. She's got plenty of beverages imported from other worlds, too.
Half-a-dozen specially chosen Sifan Gelflings from the Silver Sea coast help their Captain mind the tavern, busily keeping track of orders, waiting on tables, and collecting tips. skekSa needed some assistance for the times when she can't be there to run the place personally, and feels her clan is up to the task. She's given one of them the authority to be in charge whenever she's away on business - a first mate, of sorts.
The Skeksis pirate leans on one of the empty barrels that she uses for chairs, taking a long swig of nectarwine herself. It's opening night - no shame in drinking, least of all tonight, when they're all celebrating. She's made sure her stocks are filled for the occasion. Her voice booms through the tavern hall. "Welcome to The Scarlet Hooyim! Come in from the cold, darlings. Don't be shy. Tell us - what drinks would you like?"
The proprietor is none other than skekSa the Mariner herself, who's built the tavern from a portion of her gathered resources as a thank-you to the Nexus and its people. She's a striking presence in her red longcoat and breeches, nine feet of feathers, scales, and taut muscle. This Skeksis isn't one of the lazy, hunched good-for-nothings at the Castle of the Crystal! The Skeksis captain is personally serving drinks and tutting over her customers, some faces familiar to her and some new. "Hello, my dears! Do come in from the cold and have a drink or two." She's carrying two mugs of foaming nectarwine, fresh from Thra, one in each primary hand. Rum, whiskey, and beer are all on offer. She's got plenty of beverages imported from other worlds, too.
Half-a-dozen specially chosen Sifan Gelflings from the Silver Sea coast help their Captain mind the tavern, busily keeping track of orders, waiting on tables, and collecting tips. skekSa needed some assistance for the times when she can't be there to run the place personally, and feels her clan is up to the task. She's given one of them the authority to be in charge whenever she's away on business - a first mate, of sorts.
The Skeksis pirate leans on one of the empty barrels that she uses for chairs, taking a long swig of nectarwine herself. It's opening night - no shame in drinking, least of all tonight, when they're all celebrating. She's made sure her stocks are filled for the occasion. Her voice booms through the tavern hall. "Welcome to The Scarlet Hooyim! Come in from the cold, darlings. Don't be shy. Tell us - what drinks would you like?"
