Arian Bastion, a reincarnation of Samuel Marcus Jumioko and a former warlord to the Jumioko Clan. He of course remembers his past life perfectly, he just chooses to make out his own now in the future, finding his place in a forest. Arian is part elf and part mystic, a mystic is a creature capable of bending elements to their will with great ease and control as with his elf side he is capable of having pointy ears and perfect hearing, sight and smell. Let's not forget the good looks of a handsome young barkeep. And so once he was mature enough to set out on his own he found his way accidentally into a crossroad between all worlds that every race used to go in and out. And atop the path rest a large massive redwood apparently cherished greatly in the past. It set perfectly atop a cliff overlooking the large sparkling lake of life and the path of course. With his elven red curved eyes, Nolan spent years persuading the tree to take form of a magnificent tavern. Taking shape of rooms of all sizes to welcome any race or being that may come to rest and drink, the lodge was massive, three stories high and tables of all sizes made up of the inner wood of the tree. Passing faeries whom cherished their beloved tree also agreed to Arian's offer, using their magic to give light to the tavern inside and out. Among the lake floating candles that could never be doused out and fireplaces that released heat but no fire.

Inside the tavern it smelt of fresh forest and the smell of meat and food that could draw in any hungry orc or human alike, the barkeep Arian Bastion had finally achieved his dream and now he swung open his doors to all the worlds to come.

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