Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.
Enchanted Trinkets Complete--a hardcover book containing over 500 magic items for your D&D games!

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="Relique du Madde" data-source="post: 4609599" data-attributes="member: 42169">Benny's Road House:  Interior.The inside of Benny's Road House is what you would expect when you think of a Biker Bar. The walls and floor is covered by wooden planking which gives a visitor an impression of being within a barn.  The walls of the room are covered with the usual odd piece of Western themed Americana, dust covered photographs of long gone patrons, "stolen" road signage, and beer related paraphernalia.   Monday, 11:15 AM.When Sven entered the bar, there no one standing behind the bar and several of the stools were occupied by a group of bearded bikers, most of which were watching to be watching the bar's television curious interest as the news reported spoke about a never ending blizzard in Phoenix.  One of the bikers who watched the news story, an ancient frail man who appeared to be in his seventies, began to ramble about demons. "Tavern Kiiper! Ieg wyll hav mjöd."From the back of the building, the barkeep an older over-weight man dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans that were covered by black leather chaps, a blue western styled shirt, and cowboy boots quickly made his way towards where Sven sat.  "Hold yer horses, lad...  I canna walk fast and I canna hardly understand a word yer saying.  An I canna tell ef yer drunk er ef yer stupid."A blond haired woman, dressed in tight black pants and an equally tight white top laughed as she walked by. "Benny, honey, look how he's dressed.  He must be one of those heavy metal foreign people that was here for that concert."  "Shheeee...  Them again? I though they ah left last week.."  Benny walked behind the bar. "Alright,  Boris, ef that's yer name, point ta a bottle ye wanna drink from an I'll get et fer ya."</blockquote>

Verification