<strong>Name:</strong>Riks<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bar<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Taurus<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Enough. Not as many as you'd find elves, humans, kobolds, or whatever, since we tend to take up more space, but you'd still be able to spot a few of us on any crowded street," the bartender answered about his race, not finding the question particularly offensive. "I don't know about you, growing up in a regular town, but most people in the city don't care for orcs all<em>that</em>much. Most of us aren't the prettiest or friendliest people you'd ever meet. We're mostly pretty tough, though, and that's what counts toward getting a good job with one of the gangs. You won't find any of us in the Maidenhood anytime soon, but you'll find a lot of us willing to work for the highest bidder," Riks explained as he poured a couple more drinks for people down the bar. "Race loyalty isn't something we get to be part of, but that does mean we can work with whoever we want."<br/><br/>The next question seemed to make Riks a little less cheery as he recalled recent events, leading to a little less elaborate of a response. "These were other clubs and businesses and places like that that were taken down. The rest of the network pulled apart, so to speak. Some good people dead," he said flatly, staying quiet until he noticed the bovine man getting a little edgy and grinned. "If you want to go down and dance, you can. The fight hasn't started yet, and it might be good protection to be in the crowd when it goes down," he offered, hoping it might help him relax a little bit more in his new environment.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Marchosias<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Office<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Damon (Shizuru, Jack mentioned)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Marc nodded and sipped from his glass without a word, his eyes turning down toward the ground. The flat black surface had become a glass floor and ceiling, looking down into the main area of the club that appeared to be below them, though none seemed to acknowledge or see that they were up there. Maybe the club wasn't actually below them at all, but it looked as clear as if it was. "See the werewolf and the demoness there?" he asked, pointing toward Jack and Shizuru in their booth. "Do me a favor and send them up next. Best to get all the soldiers organized right away. You're not going to be enough to hold back the attackers, probably," he requested, lifting his eyes again with a smirk. "I think there might be a highborn among them. I don't think my bouncer is at that level yet. Otherwise, I wouldn't really need the backup. "