No one likes moving to a new town, especially when it's one like Greenwater, Louisiana. A small town with a population that's barely in the triple digits, it's nothing special.
At least not at first.
If you pay close enough attention, you'll start to notice the little details that don't fit quite right. Like the sheriffs' daughter who knows what seems like a lot of details of the town's history and is only ever seen at night. Or the librarian who has an amazing sense of smell and seems to disappear around the full moon.
One would think that trying to discover the secrets hidden within the town wouldn't be such a bad thing, but as they say, curiosity killed the cat.
It's doubtful that satisfaction will bring it back.
Hello beautiful people! If you haven't guessed, this is a Southern Gothic eccentric thread. I don't have a specific plot in mind though there is an OOC chat where different ideas and storylines can be discussed.
My rules are as follows:
No godmodding please. Don't try to kill off someone's character without that person's permission. Don't control anyone else's character but your own unless that person gives you permission to do so.
Please be semi-lit to literate. One-liners are practically impossible to work with and don't add anything to the story. Give insight to your character's thoughts and feelings. Give others something to work with.
Decent grammar. It's difficult trying to decipher posts.
Romance is allowed, but keep in mind that ES has rules and those rules are to be followed. Any bedroom scenes need to be skipped or taken offsite. No exceptions.
Please be 18+. I'm in my twenties and don't feel comfortable writing with minors.
Real pictures please! This is what I prefer.
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Charlotte is cunning, resourceful, and is usually willing to help, but only if there's something in it for her. She likes to have the upper hand in situations and is willing to hold information about a subject if she thinks it will benefit her later on. She's blunt, sickenly sweet, and only has a soft spot for those she's closest to.
Are they new to town?:
Reading, Taking walks around town, spending her time at the local bar.
Spiders, people who threaten the safety of the town, liars
Charlotte was not born in Greenwater, but she has been around the town long enough to have seen things come and go. She lost her family years ago to an attack that left them dead and her to wander the Earth. After making it to Greenwater, she came to like the small little town, where she currently masquerades as the sheriffs' daughter in order to keep any newcomers and outsiders from growing suspicious of her. If anyone needs a favor, information, or simple directions, she's usually the one to turn to.
She can seem a little standoffish and even awkward at first until she gets to know someone and trust them. When her walls are broken down, Lili is one of the most loyal friends you can have. She's smart, snarky/sassy, bubbly, and a bit of a ditz.
Are they new to town?:
Reading, Writing, Playing musical instruments, Going for runs, The night life, Animals, and Sweets
Fish, Liars, Cheaters, Arrogant/Ignorant People, Loud Noises, and Bugs
Lilith kind of got kicked out of her pack when she was young for not wanting to conform and be what they wanted her to be. She's been a bit of a lone wolf who wants to be with "people" but isn't always the best at reaching out or interacting. The she wolf was even a wander for a while, learning about life and seeing what it had to offer. Greenwater became her home when she was in her fifties and seemed a nice little town that she hasn't left since.
Elenor is the type of person who will make sure everyone has a smile on their face. She's bubbly, and a total sweetheart. She doesn't like the word no a lot of the time. She does have walls up around her heart, and won't let many people get close to her. She's had bad luck with trusting people, so when she really trusts you make sure you don't do anything to fuck it up. She will go out of her way to be a good person, but when she's pushed to the edge she will end up snapping, and closing herself off from everyone around her.
Are they new to town?:
In a way. She used to live there years ago, but ended up moving away for school.
Fighting || Liars || Being led on || Black Roses || Reading
Elenor is an only child. She didn't know what it was like growing up with other's around her. She always kept to herself, and wouldn't let other's really get to know her. She's been badly hurt by her parents, and when she was old enough to move out of Greenwater she took it. She didn't want to stick around and have her parents treat her like total shit. Now that she's in her early twenties, she decided to move back to her old home town, and see if anything's really changed. She's in for a wild ride that's for damn sure.
His personality really depends on who he is with. Clyde is more the go with the flow and relaxed sort of guy, but he can also be protective and kind of a dick. Usually he means well though.
Are they new to town?:
Food, Music, Cars and Motorcycles, Tattoos, Playing Games (Any kind really), Sometimes the occasional party (drinks and such)
Cheaters, People who fuck with him or those he cares about, Being pushed around/ Controlled
He had always been different than those around him. His parents and sister were human but had adopted the demon male when he had been two years old. Try as he might, Clyde just never fit in and so when he was eighteen he left home to look for a place where he belonged. It was actually by accident when he was twenty-three did he stumble across Greenwater. But as fate would have it, just everyone seemed different and he liked that about the place. So he just stayed and has been in the town since.
Synthetic Being ((Created in a science lab, like a test tube baby kind of thing))
Bi-sexual (Female lean)
She's unusual, even for a shut-in. Not anti-social but has extremely bad people skills and feels much more comfortable with her robots and anything tech. She expresses her care for people by using her love of tech and being useful to them. Due to her isolation and being alone, she tends to be naive and ignores anything bad about someone if they show to be her only friend. She will be a much more loyal friend than her friends- only when betrayed and if someone else befriends her or manipulates her will she 'switch sides'. She is a true neutral in alignment.
Are they new to town?:
No (just always shut in her house (or mansion if allowed) so people will always think she's new when they see her... if they see her)
anything technology that she can take apart and use for parts to create new things, tiny food, robots, anything scientific
being away from her machines or tech, being treated as insignificant.
Her past is largely unknown. The only thing known about her is that she lives as a recluse within a mansion which many people claim to be abandoned and haunted due to how little she comes out. The last time she'd emerged had been years ago. Now she lives alone with her robots and miniature food. (more to be revealed)
Liam is fairly shy and doesn't tend to talk to people very often. He usually doesn't speak up when in a questionable situation, which leads him into trouble more often than not. Once comfortable, he's very sweet and does his best to make sure those around him are alright. He's extremely kind when needed and has a big heart.
Are they new to town?
Staying inside, reading, the library, not taking the lead
Loud places, Being lied to, arrogance, hypocrites
Liam grew up with his parents in the big city, far away from fields, wildlife, and farmhouses. Unfortunately, they divorced when he was around ten, and he moved away with his mother to live in the countryside. He never got to see his father afterward, and soon, his mother remarried. While his step-dad wasn't awful, it took a few years for Liam to warm up to him, growing fairly close to him once he was older. At eighteen, he moved back to the city, wanting nothing more than to go to college with some of his high school friends. Despite working hard for it, his college degree didn't help much while living in the town he was born in, so, with a new plan in mind, he finally decided to move to the small town of Greenwater, where he is in for an interesting time with the odd townsfolk.
Dalton is usually the guy who tries to help others in need. He is a smartass and has a warped sense of humor. He’s caring even though he may not look it or know how to show it. It usually takes a lot to piss him off but if you want to see that side of him, just be “stupid”
Are they new to town?:
Sports of all kinds, movies, music, hanging out with his friends, partying, having a good time
Liars, Cheaters, Jerks in general, and Stupid people
Growing up in Greenwater, Dalton was not at all new to the secrets kept in town. In fact, he had his own secret that he wanted to keep. During the day he seemed to be your regular guy with a few heightened abilities (sense of hearing, smell, speed, and strength), but at night during the full moon, he became what he thought to be a monster. He was bloodthirsty and would kill anyone, or anything in his path.
Kind and compassionate, he likes to help people, and is something of a mystical Healer and Apothecary of sorts to the townspeople. But he is still wary of letting anyone in. He prefers to be left alone and avoids contact with anyone unless they need a cure from him.
Are they new to town?:
Alchemy, Potions, Improving his magical powers, testing himself against other magic users and being left alone.
Crowds, Nosy people, Cruelty, Arrogance, Supernatural beings who think humans are inferior and humans who think all supernatural races must be exterminated.
During his early years, he grew up alone on the streets and unwittingly used his powers in front of humans. That experience and being on the run ever since then has made him extremely cautious of revealing his powers to anyone.
His paranoid habits developed due to his early experiences, coupled with his reclusive tendencies has made it impossible for anyone to know whether he's a human or belongs to a different race, even for other supernatural creatures. But likewise, he doesn't know the identities of anyone else either, avoiding them all. He sells his potions and concoctions as herbal remedies, rather than magical cures.
To the newcomers to town, Drake is just a mad quack living on the outskirts, but soon like the rest of the regular residents, they too realize his skills and respect him for his skills in healing, with many of his cures that can be considered miraculous. But he makes sure his name doesn't spread out of this town.
Once every few years, Drake disappears for a few weeks to a secret location known only to other warlocks, where they gather to exchange knowledge, increase their powers and test themselves against their brethren. This is the only thing that he looks forward, as he can let down his guard among his own people and relax.
Since he ages far slower than normal humans and as he is still unsure about the presence of other supernatural races in town, he is planning on skipping town again soon.
[center Charlotte Kaiser couldn't quite put her finger on it, but sitting at the bar, she could feel it. Something felt...[i restless.] Her sudden change in demeanor must have caught the attention of the bartender, who took a moment to walk away from cleaning glasses and go talk to her. He was a bear of a man, with the black bushy hair and beard that added to the size to make him seem more intimidating than he was. Most people tended to call him Raymond, since that [i was] his given name, but Charlotte had a thing for nicknames, and she tended to call him Teddy. He was one of her favorite humans in the town, and one of the very few she knew she could trust.]
[center Taking a sip of her drink, she waved her hand dismissively. [b "It's nothing, I'm sure."] She had seen a lot of things come and go during the town's short life so far, and she'd admit that she'd become slightly paranoid because of it. When the usual atmosphere of the town shifted, it wasn't always for the better.]
[center Teddy shrugged before standing up straight, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and filling up her glass. [b [i "I hear we have a newcomer. Not to mention, Hope told me there's a familiar face that's also come back. Do you think that has anything to do with it?"]]]
[center That was it. The whispers among the townsfolk had been far more frequent than normal. She felt silly for not catching on to it sooner. A smirk graced her red lips before she took another sip of the alcohol. [b "Well, here's hoping we don't scare them off,"] she said, spinning in her chair and leaning back against the bar. A new face [i and] someone had returned? Now that was unusual.]
[center Teddy moved away then, allowing Charlotte to do her normal people watching. To say that something in Greenwater was unusual was certainly interesting. Nothing about their little town could ever be considered normal. So long as these two weren't a threat, she had no problem allowing them to stay.]
A hand ran through long midnight black hair as the "moon puppy" (well she was a werewolf but transformed into a wolf during the full moon and NOT what was shown in movies or what people thought of. That was why she thought of herself as a "moon puppy") woman was watching the others around the bar. Why she had come here tonight was beyond Lilith and her own comprehension. But something had just told her that this was the place that she needed to be. Well that and it was a nice place to hear all the local gossip and stories that passed through the small town of Greenwater.
[#ec13e3 [i 'The last few days have been especially different. The people have been more excited and chatty than is normal. I should know because I have been here almost a hundred years.. Though I wonder if the rumours are really true...If we are going to FINALLY see a new and semi old face coming to town? I mean these sort of rumours have been here before and yet nothing came of them..']] And she shook her head as she picked up her brandy and shook the glass lightly to be able to hear the soft clanking of the ice cubes at the bottom. She didn't know why but it happened to soothe her and the nerves that she always seemed to have when she was out in public and around people. It wasn't so much that she was afraid to be found out or afraid of people...it was just she had a social anxiety and though she wanted to be around people, that was something Lili struggled with.
Hazel gaze with a soft golden tint found itself sweeping over the bar and the occupants of the night. Some were vaguely familiar and others were complete strangers to her. She again let her mind wander over the rumours and without much thought stood and went slowly over to where the sheriff's daughter was upon her normal stool. They had often enough passed the other in town so she figured IF she were going to speak with anyone then she would be the one. She had always...had a smell that differed to her and again it was somewhat comforting, though she had NO idea why that was the case.
[#ec13e3 "What do you make of the rumours? Do you think that this little town is about to have some excitement after many years of seeming 'dull' and 'lifeless'?"] Lilith muttered softly as she looked to the bar tender and asked him for another brandy. As she waited, there werewolf leaned back against the counter, seeing if an answer would come. But she was also watching the others who were around and from time to time the doors as well to see who would be coming in for the night.
[google-font https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Noto+Sans][noto+sans [size12 A small sigh passed through the blondes lips as she placed the last moving box onto the living room floor. Greenwater didn't seem to change in the least. She didn't know if that was a good thing, or bad. She was kind of excited to be back in town, but at the same time she was really nervous about it. She didn't know many people all those years ago and she wondered how many were still here. She sighed as she went to the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the ice chest she brought with her.]]
[google-font https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Noto+Sans][noto+sans [size12 She twisted the cap off and took a sip. She then placed the cap back onto the water bottle and looked around the place. She had so much to do, and yet she didn't want to get it over and done with. She grabbed her keys and made her way out of the house. She locked the door behind her and made her way down to the sidewalk. She didn't live too far from the heart of town, so she might as well go to the bar and see what the town had to offer once more.]]
[google-font https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Noto+Sans][noto+sans [size12 As she was walking she heard the whispers and couldn't help but wonder if they were talking about her. Then again she was pretty much on high alert as well. She shoved her hands into the pockets of her jeans as she walked. Her fingers wrapped around the keys, and her wallet. Her phone was in her back pocket, and she made sure to keep her eyes lowered to the ground. She didn't like the whispers she could hear, she was getting more and more on edge. What if they were talking about her?]]
[google-font https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Noto+Sans][noto+sans [size12 [#FFB6C1 [i 'Stop it Elenor. You are getting into your own head again. They wouldn't be talking about you.']] she told herself. She bit the inside of her cheek lightly as she walked. Soon enough the bar was in sight. She slid her hands out of her pockets and made her way inside. When the door closed behind her, she felt like everyone was looking at her. It wasn't true. She ducked her head long enough to slip past a couple of people and made her way to the counter. She slid onto a stool and waved the bartender over.]]
[google-font https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Noto+Sans][noto+sans [size12 [b "What can I get you doll?"] the male asked. She was debating on what to even get. [#FFB6C1 "Can I get a Coke and Vodka please?"] she asked. The male nodded and smiled warmly towards her. [b "Of course Doll, anything for you"] he said as he poured her the drink. She thanked the male as she wrapped her fingers around the glass. She took a sip of the drink and winced at the bitter taste. At least it would help take the edge off. She kept her head down, wondering if she would be able to go unnoticed the rest of the night.]]
Opened and closed his hand went as he was letting a flame dance at the center of his palm. It was a new trick that he was learning and for the moment he was in the mindframe of Johnny Storm from Fantastic Four when he happened to find out he was the human torch. Well for Clyde or as he was better known by the name of Jer it was kind of the same thing. He had known he was a demon, but not what kind. It had taken literally his whole twenty-six years on the planet to realise that he was a fire demon. And again he closed his hand with an amused laugh.
The man of twenty-six played with his new fire ability for a little longer before he looked at the time and cursed under his breath. He REALLY should have been paying attention because now he was late for his first day, well night of work as a bartending assistant to Raymond. Clyde knew the man was forgiving and had learned that in the three years that he had been living there, but he still felt like a piece of shit and a schmuck for being late when the man had given him the job. So he pulled on his fingerless gloves and jean jacket over his white shirt and jeans, grabbed his keys, wallet, and phone and made his way out of the house leaving the door unlocked for his roommate Gabbie as she would be home soon as it was.
With hands stuffed in his pockets and gaze lowered to the ground, Clyde made his way through the slowly emptying streets and soon came to the bar which was coming alive. He slipped inside and let his eyes roam for just a minute and spotted two of town's "locals" and a girl he had not seen before. That did make him wonder if anymore people of interest would be in for the night. And IF there were, Jer already made up his mind to invite them to a Halloween party that he and Gabbie were going to be throwing.
[b "Clyde!"] Raymond called out to him and waved a hand. It was with that did a light pink dust his cheeks and he all but scampered over to the counter having to duck and dodge through a few of the dancers. But when he got to the counter he looked down guiltily. [#0000cc "Sorry Ray...lost track of time...but I'm here now..."] Came quiet words as a chuckle was given and a large hand was placed on his shoulder. [b "Don't let it happen again and time to get to work"] And with that, the bear of a man was showing him some of the drinks and also sending him out as a sort of waiter to take customers their drinks. Hey there were worse ways to spend a night..and this way he got to people watch too. So he was "living the dream" as some would say..
[center Mask down and blowtorch in hand, Sylvia grinned as she worked on her latest project. Sure the maze that was her mansion at the edge of town seemed scary on the outside- Always eerily surrounded by clouds and darkness and rumored to be abandoned and haunted since she rarely ever left the home. But on the inside, it was active and full of bots she'd created with various uses and even emotions to some extent though they only knew two. They could show contentment or discontent and signal to her what they made need to continue functioning properly.
Sylvia was always doing something, be it upgrading her robots or making new ones, technology was her happy space. For the first time since moving to Greenwater a few years ago, she decided to start a more complex project. Creating an Android. Of course that was after she created herself cybernetic limbs. Her left arm and leg had been blown off by a failed project and she- of course- only took it as a minor setback. She even managed to skin graft them so they not only felt real but looked real as well.
There was a loud hissing sound coming from the core of the android she was creating, at it's heart, causing her to instinctively shield herself with her left arm as it blew a fuse and a few metal shards flew out. She winced and sighed, lifting her mask and blowing away the smoke to see the damage only to find herself staring at a broken and unsalvagable fuse. [b [+crimson "Oh well!"]] she clapped her hands together and smiled. What most saw as a failed attempt, she saw as an opportunity to learn, so explosions once in a while excited her.
[b [+crimson "Setbacks are to be expected in the process!"]] she pulled out a recorder and spoke into it, casually pacing around the room. [+crimson [b "Log- Day eighteen of project Tai: Android Experiment... Fuse has blown out again, she may need more power to run and more rewiring. Perhapse a stronger metal closer to Platinum should do to protect against damages to her core... I need more materials and that requires a trip into society to aquire. I may gather more data on what is considered to be 'normal human behavior' while I am away."]] She paused. [b [+crimson "It has been several months since I've journey'd to the outside. I must enter the centeral town to gather what I need."]]
She thought about it as a spherical robot- almost spiderlike in shape though it had four legs/limbs- beeped and wandered into the garage which she used as her workshop. [b [+crimson "Ah, yes. Tabitha will guard the house while I am away, I shall send the signals to alert all of my bots that I will be away for aproximately five hours"]] she declared into the recorder and pressed a button to stop it recording as she stuffed it into the pocket of her overalls then grabbed a small box and put it in a hidden pocket on her overalls as well before heading towards the door.
[center It had been a few days since Liam had moved to Greenwater and all he'd managed to do was unpack his things. He'd been to the grocery store earlier in the day, meeting a couple of the locals, but hadn't stayed long enough to really talk to anyone or answer the endless questions one older woman had been asking him. He had to assume that being a new face was exciting for such a small town, considering most of the population seemed to be on a first-name basis.]
[center Now, he was sitting at home, a book in hand as he rested on the couch, the TV playing softly across the room. On a normal night, he would've found this to be perfect, enjoying the peace and quiet that came with reading about a different world than his own, but for some reason, he felt uneasy. Back in the city, he at least had friends that he could hang out with from time to time or message out of the blue. Being in Greenwater, though, that suddenly wasn't the case, and it wasn't a realization that had hit him until now.]
[center Sliding the bookmaker onto the page, he shut the book, setting it down on the coffee table before leaning back, running his hands over his face. As nervous as it made him, Liam knew he needed to get out for a while. Explore the town and maybe actually get to know some of the locals.]
[center Sliding off of the couch, he slid on his shoes, snagging his keys and wallet off the table before heading out, locking the door behind him. Any other time, he would've taken his truck to ride around, but he felt like he wouldn't be able to see as much if he was having to pay attention to the road. Sliding his keys into his back pocket, he began walking down the sidewalk, taking in the familiar feeling the small town had.]
[center Eventually, he found himself standing in front of a bar, though he was hesitant to go inside. Part of him wanted to turn back around head home, just try against the next night, but not wanting to walk all the way out there for nothing, he decided to suck it up, taking a deep breath before making his way inside, pausing for just a moment to take a look around.]
[center He did his best to ignore the eyes that fell upon him, some seeming to look through him, before he slowly made his way to the bar, taking an empty seat as far away from everyone else as he could. The bartender was quick to come over, introducing himself. [b [i "Can't say I've ever seen you before, and I have a pretty good memory. Raymond. What can I get for you?"]]]
[center Liam gave him a small smile. [b "Liam... Just moved here a few days ago. Nice to meet you, Raymond."] He held his hand out, not at all surprised by the firm grip the man had. [b "A can of Coke will do for the time being."] And with that, he had managed to step out of his comfort zone.]
It had been an eventful few days in the small town of Greenwater, or at least it had for Dalton Capaldi. The twenty-four year old male had grown up in the town and knew almost everyone. Sure, like all towns, there were people who he wanted to avoid due to various reasons. Though he was known to be one of those people who would always try to help if he was able to.
On this particular day as he walked through the streets, there had been rumors about a couple of new faces in town, and he was curious to meet them. With a smile over his lips, he entertained himself with thoughts about what they would be like. Soon, he noticed someone walking to town, Sylvia, he believed her name to be. He decided to call out to her, [b “hey! Sylvia, isn’t it? I was wondering if you’d maybe like to go to the local bar later tonight to hang out? Maybe get some drinks?”] He didn’t wait for a response as he saw that she was probably busy with one thing or another. If she did decide to come out, that would be great. The choice was hers to make after all.
A little while later he took one of the newspapers and skimmed the headlines, his heart beginning to thud in his chest and a cold sweat forming over his skin. There had been another disappearance from town, the remains of a man, who had been hunting during the night of the full moon, had been discovered. According to the article, the body was essentially ripped to shreds and a ‘gruesome’ sight. With shaking hands, Dalton crumpled up the newspaper and threw it away in a nearby trash can. He took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself, hoping that no one was around to see how it affected him.
After rubbing one hand over his face, the male walked off into the nearby forest to run it off. He couldn’t afford for people to find out his secret and run him out of town, or worse, kill him. He couldn’t control what happened during the full moon and sometimes people just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. He hated the monster that he became, but there was nothing that he could do about it.
A little while after his run, Dalton went to his house and into his room to change clothes. His roommate was out for the night, which was fine with him. He changed into an old letterman jacket of his from high school, which he was surprised still fit, and some blue jeans. He then looked in the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair before grabbing his keys and making his way out and over to the bar.
As he entered, a smile formed over his lips as blue eyes scanned the area. He took a mental note of the patrons, most of which he knew on a first-name basis. With a smile to Raymond, Dalton ordered his usual drink of rum and coke. He then noticed someone new, a male sitting by himself at one of the tables away from the other patrons. [b “I don’t believe I’ve seen you around here, are you new? I’m Dalton by the way.”] He said, the smile still over his lips. He took a seat across from him. [b “Hope you don’t mind if I join?”] He asked, setting his drink on the table, his eyes now on the other.
Drake Russell, the acclaimed wizard, at least among the Coventry of warlocks he belongs to, materialized out of a portal that appeared on the outskirts of the town, hidden deep in the woods away from prying eyes. He was just arriving back in town from the annual congregation of his Coventry, and as was his habit, he decided to let the townspeople know of his return the usual way, by making an appearance at the local bar. There wasn't a faster way to spread the word to everyone, and as the locals have to come to know about his frequent ventures out of town, they also know, him showing up at the bar was his way of letting everyone know that he was back.
He walked the rest of the way to the only bar in town, keeping himself to the shadows and hiding his presence as much as possible without making it too obvious, his paranoia not allowing him to completely relax in public. He soon reached the place and slinked in behind another person who entered the establishment, and looked around for the darkest, most out of the way corner possible, before making his way towards it. He sat down with his back to the wall and facing the rest of the patrons, waiting for the people to notice his presence, if none had already.
He pulled out a bottle of herbal concoction and his own glass, pouring out the bitter drink for himself and took a sip, as his gaze swept through the bar, taking in all the familiar faces. He continued sipping on his drink, never accepting food or drink from anyone ever, and continued what has become a ritual of his, that the townspeople had come to accept as another of his idiosyncrasies and become used to. His moving gaze paused on a new arrival, but he didn't stop for more than a few extra seconds, before moving on, just enough to remember the face and not interested in anything more. If it was someone just passing through they were of no further interest, but if it was someone moving in, then he will probably get introduced sometime sooner or later, in which case, he didn't need to do anything about it.
He tried to catch the bartender's eyes, as he pulled off his hood, knowing that the man would get annoyed as always with Drake's habit of always bringing his own food and drink into the establishment. And he would also do Drake's work for him, by bringing to attention his presence to everyone in the bar, and by the next day, the rest of the town would know of his arrival.
Raymond had noticed him by this point and with an annoyed look, he walked up to Drake, [b "Well, look what the cat dragged in!"], he exclaimed, looking with distaste at Drake's drink, causing the warlock to smirk and retort, [+green "Hello to you too."] The bartender huffed, [b "Back to using my place to attract patients, I see?"], and it was said in a matter of fact tone, as both men had grown used to the other's habits and banters.
Drake replied in a dry tone, [+green "What better place to find patients than where people get sick?"]. And Ray just scoffed, before moving on to the other patrons, and by this point, everyone in the bar had been made aware of Drake's presence.
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