Safe Haven Bar and Grill

[Harbor Master]

Welcome Friend to the Safe Haven Bar and Grill,

I am your Bar Tender and we have a grill master in the kitchen. We serve all kinds here, we don't worry about color, creed, race, time period, specie, or pretty much anything else, if you can order it we will serve you.

Don't pass out drunk, I have a wicked sense of humor, the last guy that passed out in the bar woke up in a box being shipped (air-freight) to Thailand, COD.

So, the bar is open, come in, drink and relax. Tell us what is on your mind, or don't, it, of course, is your choice.

Think of us as a local branch of the Callahan's Crosstime Saloon.

We accept all kinds here, come in as one of your Simm characters, or as you the person, have fun and hang out.

We are now Open for Business!

[Tersus Aram]

May I make a request that if I fall down drunk, you ship me to Bajor, or perhaps Risa?

[Harbor Master]

*sets a Rye on the bar in front of Tersus*

Nope, you don't get a choice what happens to you, if you did, you might do it on purpose.

*rubs chin* We do need a new target for the dart board...

[Long Hall]

Make mine a Bushmills and set one out for Spider too. But the regulars at Callahan's would never ship people out. They make sure they get home safe.

[Dorella Allerod]

"Leena wants red wine, Harbor Master. Red for blood of thy enemy." Leena scoped out the bar as she waited for her drink.

[Harbor Master]

*Sets two Bushmills and a red wine on the bar*

Well, I can't be exactly like Callahan's can I? Anyway, I did warn you, I have a wicked sense of humor.

[Mevynn]

Hesara walked into the bar. She had left Liwanu outside, she didn't want to scare the people inside, especially since she didn't know what to expect in there. Still, that had always been the case, ever since she was a child. Wandering around strange, new lands, finding their treasures and secrets, not knowing what she would find behind the next door, bend, corridor or tunnel.

But she had come to an age, she wanted something else. And it was not only the age but other things too. She had heard rumours, and those rumours had talked about changes, changes brought to the land she once called her home. Even if only half of the rumours were to be true, the place she had called her home for decades now, would no longer be the same.

This time she had changed her tactic, instead of Liwanu following her or walking next to her, she had followed Liwanu. Not to her surprise he lead her to another portal, one she had never seen before. Hesara looked at Liwanu and with his paw, he nudged her to go in.

She gave him one of her rare smiles and patted him on his shoulder. She made sure she had her oak flute with her, cause that was her ticket to get back home and when Liwanu stepped forward she made the same move and stepped through the portal too.

She grinned as she saw the green forest that surrounded the only building she saw in sight. In the distance she could hear the clattering of what probably was a waterfall. She patted Liwanu on the shoulder again, saying, 'So this is where you have been hiding, haven't ya.'

He gave her one of his looks and he took off, Hesara let him go, it was obvious, he knew this place and liked it.

She took in a deep breath of fresh air and followed the path leading towards the building she had spotted earlier. The closer she came, the more and more she sensed the quiet and peaceful aura that came from the building.

She opened the wooden door and could feel the warmth coming from inside, she stepped in, nodded solemnly as she saw some people in there and walked to the bar and ordered, "A jug of dark-ale beer."

Hesara looked around and found an empty table in a dimly lit corner and sat down, observing what was happening around her.

ooc: Well might as well keep this character 'alive' here, not all is lost then. Though Hesara is a quiet one.

[Harbor Master]

He went through a small door behind the bar and coming back out with a stoneware gallon jug. Grabbing a tankard as he walked out from the bar to the table he set both down on the table and looked up at the burned out light fixture, "I have been meaning to fix that."

He headed back to the bar, if she wanted to talk, there were people that would listen, he bet she had a really good story too, but it wasn't his place to pry.

[Harbor Master]

Well, it's Punday, that means who ever can come up with the best pun get's their bar tab refunded to them.

[Harbor Master]

Originally Posted by Long Hall

But the regulars at Callahan's would never ship people out. They make sure they get home safe.

yes, the Vampire drove them home... and they would alway have a sore neck in the morning too...

And in the first story someone woke up in Ohio.