The authentic Irish Pub with upstairs Backpackers caters to humans, vampires, and is proud to host all and sundry. Owned by Elliot & Pi. (Located at 17, 32).
Background: Australian. Ex-backpacker. Musician. I own a bar, a backpackers hostel, and a music shop. I'm six foot six inches tall - I can reach those pesky books on the top shelf for you. I can clean the cobwebs from the corners of your roof. If nothing else you can have a laugh while I gad about like an awkward giraffe.
Duration of Auction: Three Days
Talents: I play music and tend bar. Pretty damned good at persuasion, too. If I don't say so myself.
Open To: I don't really know much about these things. What exactly is it that you people will want me to do? I'm open to suggestions? Obviously nothing kinky.
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RP Restrictions
Death: No. Discipline: Probably not. Torture: Doesn't seem like Elliot's thing. Sex: No Powers: Sure, yes. Grid Interaction: Yes.
C U R E D || siren - enhanced empathy - sweet blood - liar liar
some things just don't add up
i'm upside down i'm inside out
I look around the room to see who might bid next but no-one speaks up. I know he's worth more than that and I have some cash stashed away for a rainy day, so I decide to speak up.
"$5000"
♪ Am I strong enough? ♪
♪ I wish you well, but desire never leaves ♪ ♫ Available Melee Weapons ♫
NOTE: Sky has Healthy Complexion
"$12,000."
I counter the woman's offer. And smile at Elliot. I hadn't noticed the look his woman wore, as I was doing my best to avoid her in case that urge to shoot me kicked in.
♪ Am I strong enough? ♪
♪ I wish you well, but desire never leaves ♪ ♫ Available Melee Weapons ♫
NOTE: Sky has Healthy Complexion