<strong>Name:</strong>Orc Bartender<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bar<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jack, Shizuru, Taurus (Damon mentioned)<br/><br/>"Call me Riks," the dark orc told Jack when he simply referred to him by his race, pouring the lycanthrope a second drink as soon as he was done with the first. The fiery redhead took his attention again briefly, and he handed her the rest of the bottle without delay. "Don't worry about paying. Good friends drink free tonight," he told her as she walked away, speaking loudly so Jack, Taurus, and the others would get the message. Each of them was there for something, and he didn't want any of them to question whether it was worth it and wander off. Free drinks were the easiest way to convince someone you were worth listening to.<br/><br/>Moving back over between Jack and Taurus, the large orc paused and watched the brown-haired man as he seemed to go into some sort of savage trance for a few moments before returning to normal. He had seen similar reactions from werewolves before, but this one seemed a lot more...intense. It made him uneasy, but not afraid. Orcs were never utilized by the Brothers, so he was sure the beast inside the man didn't have any desire to do him harm. When Jack asked about the two guns-for-hire, Riks even found himself smiling again, chatting just like any other helpful bartender, even though the topic at hand was much more severe than usual.<br/><br/>"You don't have to worry about them. The demoness is a freelancer; she's worked for the Brothers, but she's worked for everyone else, too. Except maybe the Maidenhood. She's got a debt to Marc, though, so she's got to be worried about getting that off her head. The vampire's been part of the Brothers for quite a few years, but he quit recently. Still does work for them, but we're looking to change that. If he works for us tonight, they won't let him go back. If he doesn't? Weeell, I hope he's not too fattening for you," Riks chuckled again, leaning forward onto the counter and lowering his voice. His eyes darted over to Taurus, letting the bovine man know he was addressing both of them now. "I'm sure you guys have felt uneasy from more than just one demoness. Let's just say we have some<em>uninvited</em>guests from the Fallen tonight; quite a few, in the crowd. They're<em>not</em>friends. You help, you can expect a big payout. If you're too scared to fight or heal, you should probably leave before the game starts."