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located in Mortem Pub and Inn, a part of Asheville, one of the many universes on RPG.

Mortem Pub and Inn

Nightmare Fuel

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Character Portrait: Checker Character Portrait: Carlyl Character Portrait: Mr. Smith Character Portrait: Peter Rosevault
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Checker clenched his teeth and looked down at the floor when Mr. Smith mentioned the 'hospital'. He didn't answer. Upon hearing the bartender warn them about fighting, he glanced up at Rosevault and narrowed his eyes when he saw that the bartender was glaring at him. Finally Checker gave up and looked away, feigning interest in his drink. He picked it up and swirled it around a bit. "I think..." He muttered, "I think he's talking about Red Rain. I bloody killed him about four bloody hours ago. Now he's gonna kill me." He sighed and jumped off the stool, still holding his drink. He strolled over to the window that Carlyl was at and leaned to the left, looking outside. Although he couldn't see anything, he knew that didn't mean anything. Especially in Red Rain's case.