[Leycil]

The Bridge Home, a small pub in the residential district of Vale. Shady, yes maybe. Old, older than your grandfather. Drunk people, plenty.

Orion looked up from his small round table and looked around, the wallpaper showed signs of peeling, an old jukebox stood idle and its neon lights just flickered in and out of existence. He could see a bunch of drunkerds singing away red faced. He puts his cigar bud into the ash tray and took a swig of his mug.

This morning, he took an airship to Vale that got highjacked by White Fang, no problem with him around. He then was met with a mob of the media just shortly afterwards and had to fire his revolver into the air to create a loud enough distraction to leave. He then came across a bunch of thugs wanting to steal his things. He gritted his teeth, why can't he find a day without facing idiots. He lit another cigar and leaned against the nearby wall, last thing he needed was another gang to rear their ugly heads up.

[Timeworker]

It had been a very long day for Dorothy. She got held up at least 5 times by border checking services on her way to Vale. Its not like it's HER fault she keeps an ungodly amount of knives in her cloak. She then spent all day wandering around the streets of vale...and the sewers of vale...and the forests of vale...ok she swear she wasn't getting lost it was just in her to explore anything and everything.

By the time the sun had started to set she had found herself in the...shadier districts of vale. She could've sworn someone had tried to steal her money like 3 times now only to be met by knives...several knives. Honestly maybe she should go to a bank to drop them off or something she was going to start giving the wrong impression.

Well now it was time to sit down and relax with some nice music and an equally nice drink. Entering the pub she could already see some people having a little too much fun. Lazily running her eyes over the patrons her eyes caught on a man in a corner. She tried, oh boy she tried to tear her eyes away but he just looked like such an interesting character. Eventually temptation got the better of her and she sat down at the table with a drink.

[Leycil]

Orion had pretty much dozed off, his hat tilted over his face. He woke up slowly when he heard the door open, and was fully awake when someone sat down at his table. He looked up, the rim of hat covered his eyes but he could see the cloaked person.
"Anythin ya want partner?" He asked, grabbing his mug and taking another swig.

[00Mogar]

Valerie had taken the day off over some rumors that she heard the bar had been vary slow anyway so it wasn't like it was necessary for her to be there, so she was riding her motorcycle around town looking for signs.

She looked and looked until she found herself in the shady district and saw a pub that interested her, actually the fact that they would have alcohol probably was the bigger factor but she would have no idea until she walked in. Valerie parked her bike and shut the engine off before walking into the pub, she looked around the room before walking up to the bar and ordering a drink and when she got it she was about to down it until she heard Orion speak, she nearly dropped her drink and turned in his direction.

When she saw Orion she downed the drink and ordered two whiskeys, as soon as she was handed them she walked over to the table and slammed a shot glass down in front of Orion surprisingly without spilling the whiskey speaking to the other person first "Scuse me hun.", then turning to Orion and saying "You don't write, you don't call, you don't even show up to my bar to share tales over a drink. But now you will drink to prove you're a man, an oversized pipsqueak like yourself should have no problem drinking a little lady like myself under the table."