Closed [The Blue Bull] Looking for a rumble

[Salumi Ahera]

13th of Autumn, '14 Midday The city was a messy place to be in, despite the care that people took to clean it; it was full of the heavy sights and sounds, the weight of passage, the tumble of dust and the background noise of the waterfall and ocean colliding with a faint thunder, ever present in the back of the landscape. Since her arrival in Summer, Lumi had found her deep blue skin and strange ears and aboral barely warranted a second glance- although sometimes she got those because what people mistook for a short child Akalak was in fact a female Charodae,- and had taken to walking without her cloak pulled as tightly as she had on arrival. She now strolled down the streets with a better measure of ease, not jumping every time an Akalak bellowed out a challenge to a friend or broke into fisticuffs in the street. She had been terrified of their warriorlike natures; they were so very violent, but she'd found that here, in the city, it seemed necessary. Those were thoughts she'd never thought she would be entertaining the way she was at the moment- the necessity of protection and violence. The avocation for self-defence in offensive capacity. Her compliance with it was startling and more than disturbing. But like everyone else affected by whatever was in the air at the moment, the Charodae had felt an almost uncontrollable totally dichotametic violence in her gut. And where did you go to experience that? Well, she'd been here long enough to hear about the Blue Bull and know it was where you went for a bit of rough sports. Although the Akalak who'd mentioned that had given her a leering look that implied something a little less public in terms of exercise. So, with a determined look to her aquatic features, 'Lumi arrived at the notorious tavern and was given a look-over by the city guard who looked like they were worried another violent, brutal brawl was going to happen there- although not, it seemed, from the petite Charodae. She pushed through the azure painted doors and stepped inside, looking around with equal parts curiosity and consternation. There were women serving drinks, and a lot of tall, buff, burly looking Akalak all looking sour-tempered and spoiling for a punch up to start again. She felt the anger in her gut churning to something more akin to nervousness, any one of these Akalak would just about flatten her with one hand- why did she want to get into a fight? What had she been thinking? Lumi stood frozen in the doorway, blocking the entrance and exit, indecision eating her.

[Lyr]

Lyr always locked her door behind her. She didn't want just anyone wandering around her belongings-not that she had many belongings. Still, with the current goings-on around Riverfall, you couldn't be too careful. Or...maybe you could. Lyr was feeling a peculiar boredom with the droll life she had been living, there was no excitement, no danger, no real fun. Lyr turned away from her house with a lightness to her step, she would find something more interesting to do than reading books. Books were useful, but oh-so boring, she needed to find a more active pastime. Pacing down the streets of Riverfall, Lyr thought she might just know the perfect place to start: The Blue Bull Tavern. She had, in fact, never been in a tavern before, or any sort of bar. She had always considered them dangerous, unruly places. Now, with the changing season, what had once repelled her, now lured her in. Lyr might still small and quiet, but her pulse was quicker and her eyes fiercer than ever before. She didn't know what she'd do when she got to the tavern, she supposed it would just be....exciting. At the very least it should prove to be interesting. Lyr turned the last corner and the tavern came into view, even after the brawl earlier in the season it still looked as decent as any bar could. Lyr almost hesitated before walking to the door, but she kept walking, pushing her the soft cowl of her cloak down, she wasn't afraid of any drunks. She could take care of herself. Approaching the door, she noticed there was a slim blue form standing in the Blue Bull's doorway, blocking it. Lyr realized it was too light-framed to be an Akalak, and after a moment of inspection, determined she was a Charoda. Lyr had seen the aqautic race around the city of Falls, but had never spoken to one before. It seemed that today was a first on several accounts. Lyr tapped the shorter girl on the shoulder. "Hey!" She said rudely, making her best 'tough' face, "quit blocking to door, or move on!" Lyr fancied she sounded much like a rowdy tavern-goer, even though she still spoke too softly. "Some people want to have a drink you know."