Posts from A small pub near Fludoscarr.

*He got carried away, took a plate, and threw it towards Arandor))))*

*Arandor easily dodged the plate thrown by Brack (a clanmate, by the way!) thanks to his elven agility and reflexes... but he continued to sit and ponder, without saying a word.*

*Breaku is awesome (because he's awesome!))) Aranndor is his clanmate, and he also killed Exa, who was also a clanmate)) And so that Aranndor doesn't weasel out again like a worm, I threw a chair at him)))*

But then the bartender, Tony Montana, stops the commotion with his signature phrase: "girls, don't fight," and under the threat that the bartender won't serve anyone free drinks anymore, the argument temporarily subsides... temporarily.

Yeah, damn it, he won’t pour!)) If he doesn’t pour, we’ll pour it ourselves!))) Let’s turn the bartender into soap!))))

Yeah, damn it, he won’t pour!)) If he doesn’t pour, we’ll pour it ourselves!))) Let’s send the bartender to the showers!))))

To sausages! And to the altar!))))

*enters a tavern, walks to the back, sits at a table, and starts silently observing everyone, while thinking about something*

Can I sit next to you? No? You’re a jerk!)))

*The bartender pulls out a shotgun and threatens to shoot everyone*, but it turns out it's not loaded))) and then... Chuck Norris appears!:eek:

*With a disgruntled look, the monarch enters the tavern, but this time he doesn't forget his throwing disc*.

Montana, the shotgun is outdated))) *Pulls out a HUGE axe)))))* Now this will be fun))))

Hardcore and carnage... the axe wasn't loaded, and then Chuck Norris walks in!:eek: :D

*bending under the table, Arandor dodged and avoided a chair flying from some... uh...*
- Enough already! Let me sit in peace! - Arandor shouted at those same... uh... and threw some junk at them from the table.

P.S. Tony, when did you become a bartender? We have a bartender, owner, and waiter - Alucard) he's the one... he manages everything)))
P.P.S. Chuck is banned... such people are forbidden here.
P.P.P.S. Please... if I get moderation, I'll close down all these cults and other nonsense, except for the League of Gentlemen, because where else will we have fun after closing the chat room and the pub?)))

Okay, I'm just a cook))) isn't the bartender the owner?)) I thought we had an elite club)))

I wonder how Alucard is doing with his taxes?:D.

Tony... hmm... an Italian chef?... I don't think anyone would object... so you should have some kind of Cleaver!!!)
This isn't a club, it's a pub... an ordinary and unique heroic pub in its own way)))))))

P.S. Mon, what about taxes?... tax collectors don't come here. Look at the kind of people who gather here... do you think normal people would come here?))

*Unnoticed by anyone, sitting in the corner and trying to put his splitting head back together, Ex saw this mess and, angrily cursing, grabbed a bass guitar from under the bar and whacked both Brack and Aru on the head with it. I MIGHT HAVE A HANGOVER!!! SHUT UP!!!))))))))))*