"So, this is a rather, ummmm, different kind of tavern than the ones I am used too.  Then again, I don't really frequent taverns at all."  Guppy said to himself.  His eyes roamed, trying to figure out the people, or rather, the creatures around him.<br/><br/>The fiddler was pretty good in what he does and Guppy figured out that if we wants to socialize in this tavern, he might as well start with a good impression:<br/><br/>"Bravo Mr. Violin man!  Can you please play Journey's Don't Stop Believing?  That would be awesome!!"<br/><br/>The agonizing wait for a response starts now.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="5368" data-username="@Hands32" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5368/">@Hands32</a><a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress</a>