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Elves and dwarves

Summary:

Leolin Moonwatcher the elf and Theodek Trollbreath the dwarf enter the coffee shop and have duel of darts

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The warm gentle flickering flames of the cream-colored wall mounted torches casted enchanting shadows against the peach-colored walls adorned with miss-matched décor from all regions.  The magical pane glass windows glistened with arcane symbols as the sunlight glistened off of it. The fragment aroma of coffee drifted through the air mingling with the scent of the sea breeze outside.

Nessa was busy working inside the coffee shop as she went back and forth attending tables and straightening up as she kept things running.   She walked behind the wooden counter as she wiped it off with a damp rag. “Time for a break.” She looked around with a smile.

  All of a sudden there was the sound of two distinct knocks on the door one was loud and the other was a gentle tap.

Nessa raised an eyebrow with a smile and laughed. “Oh that’s an Orc and a fairy.”

 The enchanted wooden painted no stealing sign that was hung on the wall rearranged it's lettered to read “Incorrect”

   A dwarf and an elf walked through the door.

 Thedoek Trollbreath was the dwarf he was carrying a large Dwarven axe in his hand. He stroked his long dark brown beard and grunted. “You first pointy ears.’

Leolin Moonwatcher was the forest elf he had a wooden long bow on his back. He tucked his long golden hair behind his pointy ear as he looked at Theodek with a faint smile. “No, you first shorty.”

 Nessa raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “I wasn’t excepting that though.” She stepped out from behind the counter. “Hello, before you two sit down mind putting your equipment up.”

 Theodek glanced over at the weapon rack with grant. “Okay.” He walked over as he placed his axe in the weapon rack.

Leolin nodded with smile as he looked over walking over. “Most certainly.” He carefully placed his bow in the rack.

Theodek  walked over to a roughhewn wooden table with tall high back sturdy chairs. He climbed up in the chair sitting down.

Leolin strolled over to an elegant, stained pine wood table with chairs that are made from magically transformed wood as he sat down.

Nessa picked up two menus as she walked over to their tables placing the menus down with a smile. “Welcome to Mystic Brew coffee shop.”

 Theodek picked up the menu as he read it.

Leolin sat back in his chair as he carefully picked up his menu.

Theodek glowered over a t Leolin as he looked at the menu. “Give me the Thunderforge Lager.”

 Leolein  raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “I will a Glided Cider.”

Theodek grunted as he glared at Leolin. “Elves.”

Leolin shook his head with a slight smile. “Dwarves.”

 Theodek glared over at Leolin. “What was that twig legs?”

 Leolin raised an eyebrow as he looked at Theodek. “You heard me boulder head.”

Theodek slammed his fist on the table glaring. “Bird brain.”

 Leolin narrowed his gaze at Theodek with a slight smirk. “Ogre booger.”

Sitting at one of the crescent moon-shaped table with tall chairs with broom the three witches were gossiping

Clover looked over at her fellow witches and cackled. “There they go arguing again.”

 Sabrine cackled with a smile. “Every time.”

Myrtle cackled with a smile. “I wonder how long it will last?”

Slime Foot was sitting on top of his trash can at a small table looking around with an impish grin. “oooh rivalry.”

Sitting outside the coffee shop at large concrete table was Kron Stonecutter a giant.

Theodek sat up in his tall chair as he glowered at Leolin. “Dung beetle!”

Leolin sat up his chair as he looked at  Theodek. “Marble brain!”

Nessa sighed as she fixed their drinks and walked back over sitting their drinks down.  “Here are your drinks.”

Theodek picked up his tankard as he glowered at Leolin and grunted. “Thanks.” He took a big drink.

Leolin nodded with a smile as he carefully picked up his drink taking a sip. “Thank you.”

Bram walked through the door followed by Magnus as he looked at Magnus. “Looks like the drama already is starting.”

Magnus looked over at Bram with a gentle smile and chuckled a s they walked over to their hovering seats. “Indeed, it has my cursed friend.”