'The Homeward'. A name popularized for it's homely displays and familiar architecture. Granted, it was a novelty for many of the landers who visited Finweald, an exchange of culture that proved one of the first establishments to be fully adopted by players themselves. Some UI-locked, retired as the flames of adventure had simply worn out, or new blazes were lit in the face of a tragedy. All the same, The Homeward provides an anchor to the outside world, a heaven for the UI-locked to remind themselves they were not stuck here alone, wearing a face that is not their own in all except a video game. A video game that is now their lives.
The rustic interior bears reminiscence to 21th century designs mixed with customs from the landers. Magitech wasn't at everyone's reach, so this little inn (like the majority) worked solely through lamp oils and the phosphorescent martinis they are so well known for. Both lander and Traveler alike had poured their fair share of love into the inn that still held a great variety and quantity of customers. Some far more lively than others, and motives were as colorful as alcohol is plenty. Some seek rest, some looked for a bed to drop and log out. Others wished for a meal and some music from the center stage illuminated by blue flame candles. While it didn't hold a light compared to the outside world, it certainly gave a place for people to restock, sleep, eat and laugh. Most patrons were spread across the square-ish room, with some on the first floor, gazing down to the crowds past the iron chandeliers that blocked sight from certain angles. Empty mugs weren't a shocker, found usually across the rather wide wooden rails that served both as 'counters' for the loners who liked the solitude of the narrow corridors that lead to a tight entrance leading towards the plentiful of occupied rooms, or simply to hold back any drunkard from an inevitable fall.
For an ilegal game to have gambling with no form of regulation wasn't nothing new, and the least of anyone's concerns in this addictive deathtrap. What's more surprising is the lack of any in-game systems set on place for any form of gambling...
Really, after the fiasco that was her game with Yu & Luth at the dark parlor, card games in general were now a product of her disdain. It didn't help that this time the outcome did not change: A winning hand, a great headstart, a leap down to the abyss and fucking beyond once the other only lady of the group proved to be blessed by lady fortune herself...
...On how to cheat like a champ. Mid-play, she knew the option to call her out was possible, but that would imply to reveal her own trump: Hyper sense, the sole means for her to keep track of almost every card in the game in most inconspicious of ways. Did this bitch know exactly what she's been doing, or is it just her luck kickin' in right when she wanted it?
The music returned to her deafened world, elven ears flickering once a loud snap reminded her of the rest of the miserable rats sharing her table, all but the winner who had trotted about and left them to their own games.
"I'm going for a drink, start without me." Half of an excuse escaped her pursed lips once her eyes set themselves on her target for the night and made her way over to the counter, pushing past the masses on her way, giving herself a quick look over- The black gambeson when unstrapped like this made for a pretty cool looking coat, so all things considered she's still presentable and just as ready to jump into true battle as she is for a confrontation with what she could assume is a socialite. Or just another gambler in search of a thrill.
"Well played." She called out, seconds before taking a seat on the stool nearest to the bitch who took coin out of her pockets moments earlier in a simple card game. Her ears were all on this stranger, and yet eyes only tracked the activity behind the counter, and the man manning the drinks. "One madras." She said, with one gesture from her right hand to come over. With her priorities on check, she turned over to the criminal of the night and regarded her with a quiet little smile "Didn't thought I could get outwitted like that, I'll give ya' props for that. I figured nobody could play that good in Terrasphere. All people know how to do is kill mobs." Breaking the ice with icecold confidence. Something even she had to pay note of, given how difficult that usually is to her in all but Terrasphere...
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