This RPG is a tavern where people, things, and beings from accross space, time and place can walk in and meet.
You can have a bar brawl, play a game of cards.
Have a drink, or buy a round for the Inn.
No adult situations please, in this RPG any way.
No Killing of other peoples characters.
I require that you describe your character, and I want interaction from you with the other characters who arrive.
Thanks
Da Yeyinde

In a grey area, just around the corner from where you live. As you run through the jungle or take that turn on the space station. You find yourself in a grey area. And in front of you sits a large Inn. A gryphon painted on a sign hangs outside the Inn.
The smell of good food, and sound of pleasant music comes to you from inside. Its an inviting place.

Come On In.

You see a tall hairy being (sorta like a wookie) tending the bar. You see a big spider playing a piano, and drinking a beverage with one appendage. A xenomorph turns a spit with a large creature roasting on a fire.
Sitting at a table playing cards sits a Yautja, a man in old west clothing, and a rather out of place man in a toga.
Another Yautja is wiping glasses clean and pouring a drink for a small dragon who sits at the bar.
The hairy being sees you and beckons you in.
"Have a drink, my friend?"

At the door stood a man. The first thing you noticed about the man was the bright piercing green eyes that shone with their pwn light from inside his hood.The man was clothed mainly in a knee length black overcoat and a pair of black cargo jeans. Underneath his overcoat he wore a hooded jacket so that the hood came over up over his head. He lowered his hood and stood there for a second surveying his suroundings. His face was sharp, he had a scar beneath his left eye running down his cheek and neck. His face was grim but as he looked back at the creature behind the bar he gave a grin and headed over to the bar.
"How goes things barkeep? I'll have my usual, double whisky."
After receving his drink he walked to a dark corner of the inn and sat down. He drew his hood back over his head, he sat and watched the other patrons and quickly glancing towards the door everytime it swung open...

A tall man wearing typical brilliant crimson armor with polished golden skulls for the buckles stepped into the pub with his scoped vindicare sniper rifle on his back and his bolt pistol on his waist. He stands slightly shorter than a male yautja but with more muscle tone that was hidden under his imperial armor.

He struts over to the bar (as he usually does in imperial officer fashion) and sits down next to a hooded man with cargo jeans.

"Bartender I'll have a blacktooth smile please..." he slaps the money down in front of the man. The credits hit with a "clink"

The hooded man glances at the man next to him. Looking away he says "Good day, my friend. How goes things in your part of our universe?" The man glanced back at the other and surveys the inn once more.

Guan Ka'rik'na (Night Summoning) cashually strode into the tavern. The ends of her black cloak trailing in the air behind her.
A spiked metal shoulder pad covered her right shoulder with a Shoulder Plasma Castor on her other and arm armor running down her arms stopping at her elbows but was quickly started back off by more metal from her wrist blades and detonator. A shiny edge chest plate adorned her chest that ran down to the top of her abdomin and stopped. A sword, knifes, smart disc, her mask and two starred blades (The AVP weapon from Scar, sorry.) were strapped, buckled and hung to her already weighted pouched belt. More armor covered her upper and lower legs, ankles, and even her feet.
Her already massive physique combined with her armor tipped near a thousand pounds but still not quite there.
Her heavy feet clomping on the floor, she made her way to the bar. Not daring to sit down on the bar stool, afraid it might break, she remained standing.
"A bulb of C'ntlip." she said, then dug into one of her various pouches finding the money that was needed and layed it on the counter.
The yautja female took a gulp of the alchohol then her blazing yellow eyes scanned the tavern.
First looking at two unusual men beside her then the other occupants.

Grimfan looked at the visitors, and at the regulars in the Crossroads Inn tonight.
They were an unusual bunch. But then they always were.
He looked at the xenomorph who had stopped turning the spit of meat and hissed at it.
She quickly jumped and went back to what she was doing.
It was so hard to find good help these days.
What in the universe would bring this particular group together.
But then they way it worked, each who found his or her way here, had something that would be unique and powerful and help keep the balance.
What adventure would bring these creatures to their utmost abilities, but at the same time, tax them of all their weaknesses and strengths.


He soon had his answer when a being of contrasting light and shadow appeared in the doorway. The door did not open, the being passed through it.
It at first seemed like a being of light. But at its core it was black as night. The shades of gray and light cast shadows as it walked over to the bar.
It looked at Grimfan, then at the three who had entered before it.
A voice came from it, and directed itself to the female Yautja, the Hooded Man, and the Armored Man in Crimson.

"I seek the 'Dred Huntress', The Crimson Knight, and the Hooded One. And you are here. Good."

Guan Ka'rik'na turned from her drink when hearing a voice right behind her, it was then that she found the person was more a being or entity.
Looking at the two beside her; one who was hooded and the armored male. All three of them fit this one's name description.
"Who may I ask is seeking me?" Guan Ka'rik'na said while eyeing the see-through being.

Instictively shifting his weight around and into a standing position with his hands already fingering his hidden knives he watched the being suspiciously. With a steady gaze and unwavering hands on his weapons he asked the being "So you've found three people. You've found them, the question is what do you want with them?"

"You are needed to take a Quest, to fight the grogliks of Melaphasia. Rescue the living treasure from the Rodon of Melaphasia. And in return, you will recieve glory, honor, riches if you desire them and a set of weapons created from your dreams, wishes and desires."

"If you do not, then I cannot make you go. You must be under no geas, nor any spell. I can guide you along the way and help you if you wish it. But I cannot tell you the out come, nor can I directly aid you."

"You seriously think anything could stand up to me? This sounds like a walk in the park. Yeah easy money....weapons too mine are getting a little on the shabby side...Im in, how bout you two? Huntress?" He showed a quick grin from beneath his hood directed at the yautja female. "Tincan?" He asked as he shot his grin to the male beside him.

"Wha . . ." Guan Ka'rik'na thought to herself. She only came in here for a drink and was now being offered a trial.
A clicking sound emerged from the depths of her throat as the offering ran through her head.
"For the glory and honor," she said. "I too will join." Then she looked down to the hooded one where they both looked at the male the hooded one just called, "Tincan."

((OCC: I officially quit this rp... i'm no longer interested in Rp's altogether and just flat out bored with them.))

A very tall creature busts through the doors. It's reptilian, compleatly Ice blue and has jagged plates covering it's head shoulders, knee caps and elbows, with single row of spikes from the base of it's neck the thi tip of it's seven foot tail. it stands on it's hind legs lookin over the tavern, holding its left side, dark blue blood driping out. "Great, just what I needed, a tavern in the midle of nowhere." He walks over to the bar, past the see through entity (as if it's a normal being) and sits down. "Get me a glass of water and a shot of whisky." He lets go of his side reveling a larg wound. He reaches into a pack straped to his leg just under a set of holsters, pulling out a canadian ten dallar bill. He has other weapons straped to him as well as a head set. The bigest weapon is a dragonov SVD sniper rifle without a stock straped horizontaly on his lower back, and just above that is a pare of BIZON SMG's, also stockless.