Supposedly the Greater Good

[Arke]

"Yes, it's us, and we really should be getting back." Shadow slipped out of the darkness just a little more dramatically than usual, thanks in part to a faint breeze ruffling his cloak. "It is late, and we are probably deeper into Order territory than we should be." The feline smiles as he turns back into the shadows. "I wonder if Archaic and Vlaardi are getting along."

[Somebody]

The raptor lay back into his chair relaxing. "Yeah I am a bit tired, its been a long day. But I don't know if I feel comfortable amongst such company. How about you, why do you come here. There is definately something your not telling me." he said pausing. His eyes scanned her, and surveyed her movement for any hidding unease or tension but they found none. The air itself was ripe with scent of these creatures he could only wonder why so many loathesome beasts were in one place. The smell was overpowering, interfering with his abilityto accurately follow scent and it distrubed him.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"Naturally. We need to get out of Order territory, obviously, so now we're heading back to the tavern. You coming?" he asked her, but began walking without waiting for a response. He wasn't concerned whether she was or not; if she was coming, she'd follow along. "I'm sure Vlaardi and Archaic are doing just fine." he added. "Not too far until we're back into Justice territory..."

[Goblin Cat 😸]

"Well, this is where we outcasts who don't have an opinion of our future ruler gather. Outcasts, because our ways may not agree with the current society we live in or we may not look acceptable.. And when we don't fit, we only have each other to stick with. We may not have a very tightly woven relationship for one another, but we have the gift of neutrality. Unlike most areas, this place does not belong to any territory of the current silent war.  I come here because my mind is at ease knowing I'm among some that agree with me." She looked to a halllway and tilted her head to it. "Rooms are free, just make sure they're empty. And don't be surprised if you get company. They wont attack you, but it's possible for them to be..." She paused, "A little friendly. Usually you tell them that you aren't interested and they leave."

[Arke]

Shadow darted through the darkness, watching from an alleyway as a pair of Order sentries walked through the street. Two humans, only different from the regular guards in their uniforms. That and their weapons seemed just a bit more menacing, though that was likely little more than the felines personal bias.

Back at the bar Archaic was starting to feel drowsy, and he yawned in a distinctly canine fashion. "They're probably just wandering. Like you said, Cerkath is a big place." The bar was almost entirely empty, and those still lingering seemed to be far removed from the two boys at the table.

[Somebody]

Tezztor raised an eyebrow when she mentioned company. "Hopefully they won't get as irrate as that wolven escort back at the other inn I first saw you at. She woudn't take no for an answer so I had to.. persuade her." he said thinking back on the deed. He felt bad for doing it but he had no other choice she was getting agressive. He trailed off into thought for a few, staring blankly into space. The strange creatures of the tavern milled about without care, he felt it to be a interesting thing that though shunned in the outside world they found solice together with others of the same odd ilk. It had been a long time since he shared such peace and just the thought of it braught him some. "As tired as I am I think I'll stay up a bit, hard to sleep till I can clear my thoughts."

[Dr. Strange]

She nodded, following silently as Fyroh continued his conversation. She listened in halfway, keeping her ears open for any unusual sounds of others tracking them. Her eyes were widened to let in more light but narrowed at the sound of disturbed gravel. Her tail stiffened and she turned around, lips pulled back in an unpleasant snarl.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

"Whatever suits you." The dragoness trailed off into her own thoughts, wondering how far the group she had been with may have gotten. It bothered her that she let them go.

She continued thinking until one of the creatures at the table behind her jabbed her with an elbow, completely ripping her from her thoughts. What's with bringing that in? He questioned her in the language of the dead, seemingly aggravated, He probably can't even comprehend our language.

Rigor returned with an angry stare of her own, Oh lighten up. Don't be so prejudiced. I don't have to answer to you, I don't even know you.

Done with such business, she turned away, until the creature grabbed her by the sleeve and whipped her around, his voice now more tense than before, He's got purity on him as if it were a stench that I could smell for miles.

[Somebody]

Tezztor stood and quickly flashed the demon's bane at the creature. 'You'd do well to unhand her lest you fancy your soul being torn by this blade. That is if a abomination like you even has a soul. And in case you can't understand what I say.." he finished his speach by mockingly running the blade across his throat in a threatening manner. He sniffed the air for possible assailents, but the other patrons of the tavern seemed little interested in helping out. The purple jewel in the center of the blade glew, ready to be fed more power from a new soul. "I don't know what you said to her but if I get so much of a hint that you will harm her, I'm gonna paint the town with your blood."

[Goblin Cat 😸]

The dragoness pulled away, sneering at the creature. If you know what's good for you, you'll leave me be. I'll take care of you before he will.. She shifted her eyes to Tezztor, then the blade he had drawn. It made her a little nervous, seeing how she was considered to be as dark as any other being within the place and therefore equally as vulnerable. She didn't know how he faired with dark forces, but she did know some of his weaknesses already psychologically. If she couldn't take him by strength if he decided to turned on her, she'd take him by using wit. "I think it might be best if we moved on to a room." Rigor suggested, standing up.

[Dr. Strange]

Confirming it as nothing, she returned to Fyroh and kept an eye out for trouble.

[Somebody]

Tezztor sensed a unease, in reaction putting him at unease. She was very hard to read, while he believed she might not truly understand her power to its fullest she still had power. She had a cleverness to her he wouldn't underestimate. "Very well, you know this place better I'll let you pick the room." his voice ripe with unease. He was tense he needed to relax and the lack of sleep wasn't helping him. Despite the confrontation there seemed to be a air of general peace about the room, its was calming and unnerving at the same time. "Hopefull no more tricks tonight hmm? I've had my fill" he said flipping the dagger about skillfully in his hand before sheathing it then bowed waiting for her to lead the way.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

She did not hesitate to walk down the hallway, peeking into rooms for an empty one. All the doors were open, some rooms not even having doors, but all of them lit with candles with the exception of maybe two that had unexplainable noises coming from beyond the darkness. In the end, she was able to find a room with one bed in it, as most did. She stepped inside and looked around inspecting it. There was no window, and the parts of the walls that were visible were stained with a foreign substance, maybe dried blood. But in all it was a good room. Rigor invited Tezztor in, taking the corner to sit in. The darkness seemed to welcome her in an embrace, the only thing left visible were her yellow eyes and unusual markings that seemed to glow with an uncanny, yet mad power.

[Somebody]

Tezztor cautiously followed in the room, surveying it and taking note of its features. "Cozy" he simply said noting the stains and the ripe scent of certain acts. Nothing in the room look inviting for him but he shut the flimsy wooden door behind him. "What a hole, I feel like i've contracted about fifteen diseases just by entering." he said kneeling to observe a bone on the floor. Maybe he could finally get some rest, but he couldn't help the unease of her staring out of the corner at him. Her eyes shone through the darkness like a beacon like the other neon esque features of her. He shrugged and made his way over to the dresser where a flyer for the inn lay and picked it up. "Ah room service, whats on the menu" his eyes widened noting it was escort services. "Perhaps now is not the time"

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor laughed at the raptor's reaction to the place, the neon purple inside of her mouth seeming to dimly glow as well.. "Beggars can't be choosers." Her eyes closed, her thoughts swirling within of ways to make a catalyst for change around in the city. Mostly governmental changes. She felt the need to slip out of the room, to maybe cause a riot of protesters or some kind of trouble in which the government would have to deal with. "We can stay here, or we can try to find another place.. It's your call. Either is fine with me."