MidnightCthulhu
Gamer Demoness
((Hello! Welcome to Ji'zeera's Tavern, enjoy your stay. Here you can have a drink, have eighteen drinks, flirt with the barmaid, get slapped by the barmaid, start drunken brawls, order weird cocktails and cuisine, steal everyone's sweetrolls, bust out your lute and play a hearty round of Ragnar the Red, have drinking competitions, brag about your adventures and so on. Just abide by the main roleplaying rules and everything should be fine.
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That should do it, really. Have fun ^_^))
Ji'zeera sighed as she absentmindedly cleaned a tankard with a somewhat filthy rag.
She finally had permission to have a tavern in Solitude after a long time of convincing the authorities that she wasn't a thief or a skooma dealer. The Winking Skeever was closing down, so she had thought it was the perfect time to open up a new place for all the town drunkards and wanderers to spend their coin on drinks.
Her tavern had been open for a few days now, but few people had stopped by except a few vagabonds and a creepy Argonian who wouldn't shut up about "jobs" for her to do. Ji'zeera knew that her people had a bad reputation in Skyrim, and she didn't want to make it worse. After a while the Argonian thankfully left her alone.
Ji'zeera hoped that some adventurers would come and stay for a while, sharing stories of their magnificent deeds. But for now, she was stuck here making beds and cleaning mugs for no one in particular. She began to hum a little Elsweyr song to herself as she waited for customers.
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Name:
Race:
Class:
Appearance:
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That should do it, really. Have fun ^_^))
Ji'zeera sighed as she absentmindedly cleaned a tankard with a somewhat filthy rag.
She finally had permission to have a tavern in Solitude after a long time of convincing the authorities that she wasn't a thief or a skooma dealer. The Winking Skeever was closing down, so she had thought it was the perfect time to open up a new place for all the town drunkards and wanderers to spend their coin on drinks.
Her tavern had been open for a few days now, but few people had stopped by except a few vagabonds and a creepy Argonian who wouldn't shut up about "jobs" for her to do. Ji'zeera knew that her people had a bad reputation in Skyrim, and she didn't want to make it worse. After a while the Argonian thankfully left her alone.
Ji'zeera hoped that some adventurers would come and stay for a while, sharing stories of their magnificent deeds. But for now, she was stuck here making beds and cleaning mugs for no one in particular. She began to hum a little Elsweyr song to herself as she waited for customers.