The Doorway.

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Enter Mandrake.

As Mandrake neared the crooked, wooden door, he could not help but see the work of craftsmanship it was. A golden handle, cherrywood of the finest quality and runic carvings. Ah, the delight of it all to see something so ancient that can display the Kykai family's Tavern perfectly. How, how can this tavern be so popular, and still take no notice in the door itself? In truth, the Kykai family had named it Exokykai Tavern.

He neared the rusty key itself to the door lock, to unlock it and leave way to the countless people to come again and again--every day was like an amazing discovery once again--for nearly the 4,000,000th time. Yes, Mandrake had lost count of it a long time ago, for he was immortal himself.

"Turn da handle already, old geezer!" croaked the voice of the young boy who refused to tell his name. He was leaning beside the wall and Mandrake seemed to be to absorbed by the door to notice the boy. "And gimme' some ale while yer at it!"

"You're too young for that," murmured the bartender in return.

"Heck! Who obeys the rules nowadays?"

"Nobody, you're correct..." A cough. The door creaked open once again, leaving way to the crew of the tavern, already unoformed, awaken and ready to serve. "An ale, you say? That'd be 4 Copper, boy, if you have it, that is." He chuckled as he went behind the counter.

Enter Zen

Zen slowly walked up to door and gave it a slight tap, he wasnt in the mood for noise and so would get angry when someone made to much noise. Some group of three neard the door, making quite the ruckus, the second the closest came close enough, he gave him one in the stomac. "Shut the hell up will 'ya?". With that he began to walk through the door into the bar.

"Oi' ya idiot! Dont 'ya dare walk away from us!" They already sounded drunk, Zen knew he could quickly take them out. He walked up to the closest one and need him in the *private part*

"Offf ya bastad!"

One of the others came at him with a wooden stick and attempted to attack, he quickly turned it around and hit the secpnd across the face as the third hit him on the back with another wooden stick.

"Ahhhh take that bastad!"

Zen got up and got the third in the chest, winding him. After this small brawl, he walked into the bar.

A hooded Man walks up to the door, he sees the craftmanship and thinks to himself "Hmm..I wonder what they got up in ere'"

He slightly presses his clawed hand on the door making small scrape marks, opeing the door

Enter Akylia.

At first glance the insignificant individual attracted curiosity, primarily by her pale silver to blue eyes that seemed of perfect dimention for her face and her straight nose, that also displayed curiosity. Her hair was a brown that was pale enough to be mistaken for red. Her exotically silver skirt covered the boots too large for her feet, and the leather jacket she wore displayed a strange wealth in herself.

To be frank, she was rich. Rich enough for a peasant to wonder why the hell she'd have to step on these lands in foggy rain. Now to make matters even more curious, she had a lilac white cat at her feet unsoaked. A short hair, seeming to resemble the closest to a Siamese cat. Now a person wouldn't have payed direct attention to the Siamese cat if it weren't for its red eyes. And as absurd as it may seem, another cat appeared on a tree near the rose bushes of the Exokykai Tavern that didn't seem to be there a moment ago. Its fur was also short and pitch black.

And that incited the superstition that Akylia was a witch.

The work of craftsmanship that the door was made no effect on Akylia; she passed right through without a second glance. The passer-bys who had noticed her and the cats crossed the other side of the streets and sped up their pace, some of them whispering a curse onto her.