Height: 5'4"
Weight: That isn't polite either.
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Elizabeth York
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Tauvyr Tavern
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by HitoriRaven
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Age: Yeah, you ask the lady. See where that gets you.
Height: 5'4"
Weight: That isn't polite either.
Picture is not mine, will remove if asked.
Height: 5'4"
Weight: That isn't polite either.
Picture is not mine, will remove if asked.
So begins...
Elizabeth York's Story
The massive amount of people was to be expected from such an opening, though it was still a surprise. Taking a breath, the woman pushed open the door and entered. She looked around during all the commotion, trying to pinpoint who was in charge, then gave up.
With small, graceful steps, she approached Daemala, bowing her head a bit and waiting for a lull in her conversations. "Excuse me, miss?" she asked quietly, "I heard from a friend that you were looking for some help, especially today. Is there something I can do to help?"
"Certainly, I would not be asking payment unless it was discussed later."
With small, graceful steps, she approached Daemala, bowing her head a bit and waiting for a lull in her conversations. "Excuse me, miss?" she asked quietly, "I heard from a friend that you were looking for some help, especially today. Is there something I can do to help?"
"Certainly, I would not be asking payment unless it was discussed later."
Elizabeth nodded with smile, inclining her head again. "Thank you." With that, she was off towards the aprons and uniforms. A quick look down, and she decided her modest black dress was fine as a uniform. Only the apron, then. Tying it on with a practiced skill, the woman then swiftly tied back her hair, looking for someone who wasn't quite "comfortable", as Daemala had put it.
The boy, Malo, seemed out of place. Though this was a tavern, it would be wrong to kick him out. After all, patrons were patrons, right? Elizabeth approached him with a smile. "Hello, can I get you something? If you are not of age, I cannot serve alcohol, but I am sure anything else is allowed."
The boy, Malo, seemed out of place. Though this was a tavern, it would be wrong to kick him out. After all, patrons were patrons, right? Elizabeth approached him with a smile. "Hello, can I get you something? If you are not of age, I cannot serve alcohol, but I am sure anything else is allowed."
The smile still on her face, the woman shook her head. "I did not presume anything, sir. I simply stated that I cannot serve those who are underage alcohol. Seeing as I have no supernatural way of determining age, I am going to have to ask you to provide proof of such a claim."
Elizabeth nodded to the various patrons of the tavern. "I am quite aware there are vampires here, but even then they would have something as proof for such an occasion. As to your request, I can bring you orange juice or some other mixture of juice, if you would prefer."
Elizabeth nodded to the various patrons of the tavern. "I am quite aware there are vampires here, but even then they would have something as proof for such an occasion. As to your request, I can bring you orange juice or some other mixture of juice, if you would prefer."
The blonde tilted her head at the lamp, ponytail bobbing. "Were you always there, sir? In any case, while it would or would not be humorous, I cannot do such a thing. In any case, if one was so inclined to have alcohol, it could be done outside of here. After all, I hear 'underage binge drinking' is 'a thing,' as they say these days," she commented wryly.
"I am not offended, sir. However, from what I hear, in these parts, it is common for a child to enter a bar or tavern." Elizabeth mused for a moment, taking the lamp's words into consideration. Only ever so slightly. "I suppose I can arrange something."
With a small curtsy, the woman strode off towards the wine racks. In a few minutes, she returned with a glass of wine, offering it to the boy. As per request, it was actually an orange wine, with low alcohol content. "Will this be satisfactory?"
"I am not offended, sir. However, from what I hear, in these parts, it is common for a child to enter a bar or tavern." Elizabeth mused for a moment, taking the lamp's words into consideration. Only ever so slightly. "I suppose I can arrange something."
With a small curtsy, the woman strode off towards the wine racks. In a few minutes, she returned with a glass of wine, offering it to the boy. As per request, it was actually an orange wine, with low alcohol content. "Will this be satisfactory?"
Another curtsy, and a final check to make sure the boy was content, and the woman turned back to the lamp. "I am interested in seeing what would happen if I poured alcohol all over you, sir Lamp. Very interested indeed. Shall we find out if inanimate objects can become drunk?"
Elizabeth quirked an eyebrow at it, though she wasn't quite sure if it could see her expressions in the first place.
Elizabeth quirked an eyebrow at it, though she wasn't quite sure if it could see her expressions in the first place.
The door opened just enough to let a woman in, who entered on carefully placed steps. A small smile spread across her face at the amount of people in the tavern. She quickly moved towards the counter, finding an apron and donning it so the patrons would realize she was a waitress. That done, Elizabeth took another proper look around, checking for anyone who might need something. The order came up from Bast, and the blonde nodded to herself, quickly grabbing the designated bottle.
Pouring the alcohol into a glass and adorning it with a sliced lemon, Elizabeth brought the drink to she who had ordered it.
Pouring the alcohol into a glass and adorning it with a sliced lemon, Elizabeth brought the drink to she who had ordered it.
With a bright smile, she bowed her head to the warg, answering, "I am just human enough to classify myself as such. Please let me know if I can get you anything else."
Her attention was then drawn by Serena, and Elizabeth nodded promptly. "Very good, miss. Right away." She was off, scowling as she reached the counter again at the fight that was breaking out. Hopefully all those interfering would handle it, or the recently opened establishment might find itself closing for a while.
Returning amidst the chaos, the woman offered Serena her drink in a tall glass, with a slice of lime on the side. Aesthetics were important, after all.
Her attention was then drawn by Serena, and Elizabeth nodded promptly. "Very good, miss. Right away." She was off, scowling as she reached the counter again at the fight that was breaking out. Hopefully all those interfering would handle it, or the recently opened establishment might find itself closing for a while.
Returning amidst the chaos, the woman offered Serena her drink in a tall glass, with a slice of lime on the side. Aesthetics were important, after all.
With a bow, the waitress departed to allow the two to continue their conversation. Instead, she approached the booth which Jessica and Alissa had moved to, incling her head at the pair. "Is there something I can get for either of you? Some wine, a cocktail, perhaps a glass of water? I do believe we serve some food as well, if it strikes your fancy."
Elizabeth glanced at Jessica, and the blood around her hand and mouth, commenting, "Perhaps a towel, miss?"
Elizabeth glanced at Jessica, and the blood around her hand and mouth, commenting, "Perhaps a towel, miss?"
Elizabeth's smile twitched as she tried to ignore that fact that the woman had just spit on the ground. It didn't work. Likely, she would have to clean that up later. Instead, she simply nodded, replying, "Very good, miss. Right away." She added, "I would ask that you please refrain from actively spitting on our floors, in order to not give our other patrons a sense of uncleanliness." Luckily, the mess seemed to have disappeared.
"A Sol Espirit wine, then," agreed the waitress, noting down the order in her head. With a small bow, she left the booth, heading for the kitchen.
The woman disappeared into the room. When she exited again, it was a balancing act. One tray had a glass of water, a towel, and a bottle of wine along with the glass. The other had a plate of ravoli. Elizabeth made her stops, first at Alissa and Jessica's table, setting the tray down, relocating the items and picking the tray up again. She quickly did the same over at Serena and Bast's location, adding a comment. "I do believe this is what you ordered, miss, but please let me know if somtehing is satisfactory."
"Can I get anything else for you, ladies?"
"A Sol Espirit wine, then," agreed the waitress, noting down the order in her head. With a small bow, she left the booth, heading for the kitchen.
The woman disappeared into the room. When she exited again, it was a balancing act. One tray had a glass of water, a towel, and a bottle of wine along with the glass. The other had a plate of ravoli. Elizabeth made her stops, first at Alissa and Jessica's table, setting the tray down, relocating the items and picking the tray up again. She quickly did the same over at Serena and Bast's location, adding a comment. "I do believe this is what you ordered, miss, but please let me know if somtehing is satisfactory."
"Can I get anything else for you, ladies?"
"Some more Ciroc, then," Elizabeth inclined her head, heading off to replace the trays and grab the bottle and glasses. On her way, she subtly quirked a brow at Ix, wondering why he had suddenly declared the drink to be free. Unless he was trying to put them out of business, something good had happened. Supposedly.
The waitress returned with the bottle and managing three glasses, rather than two. Placing them in front of the pair, she commented, "Alright, pour me up one. I am taking myself off the clock until someone needs me again."
The waitress returned with the bottle and managing three glasses, rather than two. Placing them in front of the pair, she commented, "Alright, pour me up one. I am taking myself off the clock until someone needs me again."
"My name? Elizabeth," she answered, pulling tie our of her hair to let it down from its ponytail. "Elizabeth York, if you are particular on full names, though it does not seem like you are."
She reached over to grab her glass, tipping it back in one go. "I do not think there is an alcohol that is outside my taste." A grin came across her face. "I raise you one."
She reached over to grab her glass, tipping it back in one go. "I do not think there is an alcohol that is outside my taste." A grin came across her face. "I raise you one."
"I was under that assumption that this was a drinking contest to begin with," Elizabeth quipped, raising her empty glass towards Bast. "And we cannot allow the person who we are trying to get drunk to forget it, can we? As far as I can tell, that is what we are doing, yes?"
Elizabeth reached past Serena, possibly brushing against her, to get the bottle and pour herself another shot, which she promptly downed again.
Elizabeth reached past Serena, possibly brushing against her, to get the bottle and pour herself another shot, which she promptly downed again.
"Rather than say we are both trying to do it, I would more likely say that I was following what you seemed to be trying to do," she replied, quirking her eyebrow slightly at the touch, but not reacting otherwise. "I think you are underestimating yourself if you are still standing after already having drunk some. Remember, ladies, if you cannot handle it, feel free to tap out."
A smirk was inserted here. It was a challenge, not a concession. "Good luck," Elizabeth echoed, leaning forward towards both of them to grab the bottle again and pour herself another shot. "You pick a strong drink, Bast. I can handle perhaps...four more? That may be pushing it."
A smirk was inserted here. It was a challenge, not a concession. "Good luck," Elizabeth echoed, leaning forward towards both of them to grab the bottle again and pour herself another shot. "You pick a strong drink, Bast. I can handle perhaps...four more? That may be pushing it."
Elizabeth's eyebrow went up higher, and she placed a hand on Serena's shoulder. "Are you alright? If you are going to fall over, I would rather have you stop now. Luckily, none of us are drivers, I assume," she guessed, laughing softly.
"In fact, I am worried for both of you," she said neutrally, snatching the bottle again to match Bast's shot. There was genuine emotion in her voice, though it was still a challenge. "Remember, if you are going to pass out, then you had best stop before then."
"Or rather, if you are going to throw up, please refrain from drinking too much. I do not fancy mopping the floors while either drunk or in the morning with a hangover."
"In fact, I am worried for both of you," she said neutrally, snatching the bottle again to match Bast's shot. There was genuine emotion in her voice, though it was still a challenge. "Remember, if you are going to pass out, then you had best stop before then."
"Or rather, if you are going to throw up, please refrain from drinking too much. I do not fancy mopping the floors while either drunk or in the morning with a hangover."
"Well, that was rather quick, but we will see if you will or will not, when you do or do not," Elizabeth told Serena. "Which you may well still end up doing. But I suppose that means I win, so I am not complaining." She allowed the other woman to borrow her shoulder. For now, at least.
"Yes, I do quite enjoy winning unfair fights. Truly, the best," she agreed with a smile. "A promise, then, though I am not sure how well drunks uphold the promises they make when drunk. As I recall, those do not turn out well."
"Yes, and you are really drunk, to restate. Though the same to you as well, Serena," the blonde said, grin widening.
"Yes, and you are really drunk, to restate. Though the same to you as well, Serena," the blonde said, grin widening.
"No, I really did not. I did not say I would play fair, and neither did you," she observed, giving the succubus a small pat on the shoulder.
"I do believe there may be beds someone. I am not certain though."
"I do believe there may be beds someone. I am not certain though."
"I suppose it is, though I must wonder how exactly you mean that comment. Can you stand?" she asked, grinning a bit.
"I could ask you the same question, miss," she replied slyly, helping Serena to stand. "In any case, there is a hotel nearby, so worry not about finding somewhere to stay."
The setting changes from Tauvyr Tavern to Gambit's Bar
Scouting out the competition. That was what they called it, right? Well, to be fair, the two places weren't exactly nearby enough for direct competition, so it was just normal socialization. On these few thoughts, Elizabeth lazily pushed open the door, but immediately shaped up on entrance, taking on a more refined demeanor.
It took a few seconds before she noticed that the smell of smoke was accompanying her. Likely, it was the gate to hell that some inconsiderate person had not closed. In any case, she simply gave a small scowl, then moved to the bar counter.
The woman allowed some amazement at the machines that were characteristic of the bar. It would save a lot of work for those who served here, but there would also a be a lack of interaction. "Hmm, interesting," she muttered softly under her breath.
It took a few seconds before she noticed that the smell of smoke was accompanying her. Likely, it was the gate to hell that some inconsiderate person had not closed. In any case, she simply gave a small scowl, then moved to the bar counter.
The woman allowed some amazement at the machines that were characteristic of the bar. It would save a lot of work for those who served here, but there would also a be a lack of interaction. "Hmm, interesting," she muttered softly under her breath.