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Cross-World Mixology: Bartending For Another World

Every few days somewhere in another world a bar opens up for 3 days and nights only and disappears on the 4th day. The owner and his apprentice makes drinks for any race whether you're a king, a monster, the undead, or anyone else and to anyone who accepts hospitality to be in the bar of otherworldly tastes, a bar named the Phantom Cat. Some say the owner has a secret that his own people don't know except his regulars. What secret could it be?

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A Quiet Knight

Before while we're tying to go back to our normal world Master decided to do one more 3 day run on limited drinks. While I was sweeping outside the bar I saw a tall man, extremely tall man. Of what I seem to be human as well. I'm 6'0 tall and this guy is around 7-8 feet tall.

He didn't looked at me, he gave me a stare. Which sends a chill down my spine feeling like this guy must have killed someone in the past. His armor is surprisingly quiet despite being covered by a lot of iron from the looks of it. He also had what seems to be shields on his hands but for some reason the edges of them are sharp.

My Master wasn't fazed by his stature, and his presence. Well he's a Former Hero after all he knows what's up.

"It's been a while big guy. Sorry if the bar isn't as supplied as such. I'll give you a drink though at least." Said Mr. Erik.

"No problem with that." Said the big guy.