Dorothy
*It was a very busy evening for a certain inn within The Salvainian Empire, it was nearly full of people on every stool and chair except for one to the dark corner. The table was quite large and had five chairs surrounding it not including the one that a large figure was sitting on and was probably the reason why no one wanted to sit down on the chairs or even get near them.

The figure was large, menacing and had six arms two of which looked strange, corrupted aswell as simply demonic it's body was just filled with muscle and one would wonder why any owner would even let such a monstrous looking man within the building in the first place! The figure just stayed there watching the people of the establishment come and go, converse and argue while it seemed like none of them even thought that the figure was strange. It seemed like he was also simply just drinking something from a comically small wooden mug that compared to him was clearly incredibly small and even laughable if you dared to laugh at the monster.*
Jeffrey
*Out from pounding steel from his forge, and still wearing his smithing apron, would be Rhogharr. He would be up and at the tavern keeper, ordering a few tankards for himself, along with a pipe to go with it. After a few moments, he'd trot his way on over to the table, carrying all that he ordered with a big smile on his face. Just glad to have all he ordered as he sat by the man.* 

*Rhogharr was a little short for a Lora, especially for a mountain one as well. His skin was dark compared to others, almost blackish, making his yellow eyes stand out among it. He didn't look rich, nor did he look poor, but would still look threatening for a man of his size. His hands and arms having scars and marks all over from working. He looked old as well, his white beard being in two 'tails' as he sat, puffing on his pipe quietly.*
Gregory
*From a long day of hunting bounties he finally gets a chance to relax and have his favourite beverage. Beer. As he made his way to the tavern door, already hearing a large amount of voices filling the room. He makes his way past the crowd and to the bartender. Asking for two mugs of beer to quench his dry thirst from a long day at work. As he carried his mugs he looked around to find a table, and for a minute he thought it was all occupied but there was one last table at the dark corner. He was relieved and sighed in relaxation, he walks up to the table and lowers his mask down to greet the two figures already sitting there.* "Is it okay if I sit here?" *He said, lowering his mugs down and grabs a chair to sit on.*
Eugene
Entering the inn's doors, a young-looking woman with long brown hair and eyes never seen before; Bright red eyes that showed a mystery in the woman. That was Yukine, hiding her true form with Concealment. After having a long day of travel, she needed a break and some fun, so she decided to try something from this inn. Although her expectations were not very high, she went to the counter and ordered a simple water to start the evening.

Upon receiving her mug, Yukine turned around looking for some free table where she could sit, alone. Unfortunately for her bad luck, or luck, there was only one table left. There sat a tall man, a dwarf and a young man, who, it seemed, was the most normal among them. Since there was no choice, Yukine approached the table and looked at the three of them, her red eyes shining for an instant.

"Do you mind if I sit here with you?"
Dorothy
*The three meter tall titan would look over towards the just sudden group of people that would gather around him and his formerly annoyed and disgruntled face would slowly begin to form a wide grin as three of his six hands would begin waving at all of the people there* "Hello there! My name's Ardon, Ardon Surfist and yeah its okay for you guys to sit there I didn't really even think anyone would like to join me in my table if I was gonna be honest." *The large titan would say happily as he acted much more joyful and aloof unlike his intimidating exterior. He was really just happy that people would even consider sitting with him ever since he woke up today alot more people have just been avoiding him and just have been acting scared of him in general... He assumed it was probably cause of the sudden growth spurt though. His body was suddenly just so much bigger and alot more powerful which even scared him alittle which was kinda sound if he was actually capable of thinking that deep into things*
Jeffrey
*The roughly 3ft Lora would just look up at him, laughing a little at the comment of him being a freakshow.* "Ah, don't worry, we're all just like you in a way. Hell, i hardly get enough customers to pay for the boots that i wear!" *Said Rhogharr, rather cheerfully* "Anyways, My name is Rhogharr, Rhogharr Dragrisl, but you can call me The Red if you wish." *Said Rhogharr, drinking up the rest of one Tankard, before putting it back down on the table. For an old Lora, he was quite nice towards this large lad, even if he may be a genetic freak on the surface.*
Gregory
"Thank you." *He takes a drink from one mug, his expression relaxed. He adjusts himself to feel more comfortable and notices a young lady come to the table.* "Sure." *His head turned to the giant at the other chair, his size was immensely huge and also very masculine.* "I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Kenpachi Xeno, or Ken for short." *He had a warm smile on his face and was pleased to meet new people.* "To be honest, I haven't seen this many people in a tavern before in a very long time." *He laughs.*
Eugene
Yukine nodded when she heard that she could sit with the strangers, and went to sit on a chair, a little away from them. She didn't like strangers very much in her life, but that was only for one night, right? She drank some of the water in her mug and watched each one carefully. The largest, called Ardon, did not look as monstrous to her as others saw him. In fact, he reminded her of a kind man who once helped her when she needed it most. The dwarf appeared to be normal, and a good person. And the silver-haired man appeared to be a warrior, or something; But what intrigued her was the scar he had on his eye. After analyzing the men, she decided to introduce herself to them.

"My name is Yukine. The surname does not matter. Just call me Yukine, please."

She continued to drink some of her water, and then placed the mug on the table, resting her hands on her lap.