Snippet #1284739

Racing into the tavern, Arian grumbled as he pulled on his black tank top and batted a pink glittering fairy out of his way that was trying to play with his strange colored hair. It was his opening day and he knew many people would want to come and see this new tavern, the tavern that would change everything. With a glance outside one of the many glass windows that surrounded his tavern he smirked, watching the sun rise above the lake, lighting it up like casting a flame across the surface of the water. With a deep intake of breath, Arian took his place behind the counter, making sure all the bottles of mead, rum, and every other hard and light bottled beverages were in the correct place for him to find quickly. An old gnome in the kitchen was already prepped and ready to start cooking if a hungry customer were to arrive.