Post by mugenginga on Aug 3, 2009 23:33:08 GMT -5
The club was as busy as usual. It had been open for a few hours and a handful of drunks had already been tossed out the door. More than a few kids had been turned away. There were broken beer bottles nudged into the corner by those attempting to avoid trouble, and a general hum from the chatting and drawling. All in all, it was a pretty normal night.
At least until the portal opened. It wasn't common for portals to appear in the bar, let alone in the VIP area... but that's what happened. A blast of something shot out from the opening. It was unclear what it was, although it reeked of such negative spiritual essence that people five miles away were probably aware of it. It shot out towards one of the windows and the glass all but exploded as it disappeared into the night.
Before there was much in the way of a chance to calm down, somethine else came out of the portal. This was a far more physical something else. It appeared to be a male humanoid child. Pointed ears reminiscent of an elf, long blueish purple hair bordering on black done up in a ponytail, blood red horns that wrapped around the ears, red eyes with yellow sclera's, and dressed in an outift that seemed like a mismatch of costumed Egyptian and Greek styles.
The figure had full spread draconic wings sprouting from his back, pushing down on upper part of the back of his shirt. The wings wouldn't have worked with a normal shirt, but the peculuriarity of the design meant little stress was put on the fabric. Probably the most noticable feature of the visitor wasn't anything he wore or his general shape. It was the six foot scythe he held in his hands.
The arriving entity flapped his wings and in the semi-cramped quarters it meant things were knocked over, knocked off, or sent into some other manner of disarray. As the charcoal-skinned visitor's feet hit the ground, his wings vanished. His head zipped around as the portal closed. He was looking for anyone that looked scared enough to spill information, and held his scythe ready to magnify that fear.
Looking all of ten and holding a scythe twice his height didn't make him seem all that intimidating. If nothing else, he looked quite underage.
At least until the portal opened. It wasn't common for portals to appear in the bar, let alone in the VIP area... but that's what happened. A blast of something shot out from the opening. It was unclear what it was, although it reeked of such negative spiritual essence that people five miles away were probably aware of it. It shot out towards one of the windows and the glass all but exploded as it disappeared into the night.
Before there was much in the way of a chance to calm down, somethine else came out of the portal. This was a far more physical something else. It appeared to be a male humanoid child. Pointed ears reminiscent of an elf, long blueish purple hair bordering on black done up in a ponytail, blood red horns that wrapped around the ears, red eyes with yellow sclera's, and dressed in an outift that seemed like a mismatch of costumed Egyptian and Greek styles.
The figure had full spread draconic wings sprouting from his back, pushing down on upper part of the back of his shirt. The wings wouldn't have worked with a normal shirt, but the peculuriarity of the design meant little stress was put on the fabric. Probably the most noticable feature of the visitor wasn't anything he wore or his general shape. It was the six foot scythe he held in his hands.
The arriving entity flapped his wings and in the semi-cramped quarters it meant things were knocked over, knocked off, or sent into some other manner of disarray. As the charcoal-skinned visitor's feet hit the ground, his wings vanished. His head zipped around as the portal closed. He was looking for anyone that looked scared enough to spill information, and held his scythe ready to magnify that fear.
Looking all of ten and holding a scythe twice his height didn't make him seem all that intimidating. If nothing else, he looked quite underage.
