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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ankh-Morpork Guard" data-source="post: 2084446" data-attributes="member: 10079">Passing through the crowd of people that populated the streets, with most of the spacefaring species in the galaxy represented in some form or another, you arrive at the entrance to the Devaron's Horn. It has no door, which isn't a surprise as places like this usually like to attract as many in as they can, with doors just getting in the way.Inside, the tavern itself was surprisingly large. There was a single, wide walkway that lead straight to the bar at the very back of the bar, but to get there one had to walk past a collection of tables all filled with people playing varities of sabaac, a couple of holoscreens showing shockball matches with large amounts of bets, and then simple tables and booths.And though most of the patrons were human or at least near human, there were an uncountable number of non-humans all over the place. Most all wore weapons openly, and so no one took notice of you or your armor upon entering. To most, it just seemed like another punk kid trying to look cool in a tough part of the galaxy. Even the barman, a middle aged, bald human male, gave you nothing but a passing glance. Usually his type would at least give you a full look over, but it seemed that he was too busy, just didn't care, or had seen stranger.</blockquote>