Welvern Tavern

Jing

The King Of Bandits
At the cross roads of Relvin and Nuastic sits a tavern run by a young man of age 23. There is never any limit to who can drink, and there is never anyone denied. it is a place wear friends gather and where friends are made. It is...Welvern Tavern.

Basicly this is just a Free to go and come rp. In this rp, you post a a small template which includes your name age gender and appearance and you only post it once. The point of this rp, is that it is a bar at a cross roads where people stop by any time they want and sit down have a drink talk or whatever. Feel free to post when you want and not post when you dont want. (but no double posting) Some come on sit down and have a drink. you may do anything in this rp besides kill someone. if you want to fly through a wall do it, if you want to throw a chicken bone at someone do it. do whatever you like. Hae fun.

Rules:

Drink as much as you want without limit,
have fun,
Dont double post.
dont kill anyone unless you get in a fight with them in which i will throw you out of the bar.

everything else is allowed.

Template:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:

Mine:

Name: Jing

Age: 23

Gender: male

Appearance: a lowly bartened with a black and white uniform and a bar towel over his shoulder. mysterious green eyes bring your attention usualy to his face. a small slender man who has spent his entire life working at this bar.

( just post your template at the top of your firt post. then sit down or do whatever you want at the bottom of that first post. after that do whatever you want.)

Jing cleaned the lonely bar with his bar towel, freshly washed so it may clean what it touches nicely without leaving any dirty streaks. he opened a new bottle of fine wine and placed it on display behind his bar counter." 5 minutes til opening time" He whispered as he unlocked the doors prepareing for his first customers and the ones who were about to wake up who had been staying the night at the in. Life in the bar had treated him well, almost too well for his own good. Only thing left for him to do was run his bar, and thats exactly what he planned on doing.