The bar was little more than a rooftop of a small brick building whose front porch opened onto the beach. The sky was blue and the surf lapped on the shore. And at the bar stood the bartender an older scarred Olgog dressed in human-style clothing, a white set of linen pants, and a thick leather vest adorned with patches from the pirate gangs that called the bar home over the years.
Across from him were three empty tables. And then he blinked and swore for a moment as a handsome Earther was sitting there with golden hair, dressed in a simple set of monk’s robes. He motioned to the bar tender, saying , “I need three rounds please.”
The bartender replied, “Err, okay, of what?”
“Make them all whatever local booze you brew,” said Abel tossed a bag which clinked as it landed on the bar.
The bartender opened it up and revealed several shiny precious stones inside. Pocketing them he asked, “Keep em coming?”
“You read my mind,” said Abel.
He then focused his mind and in a flash of golden light appeared a tall handsome Olgog dressed in an EEF military uniform and a cloaked being with a shiny metal claw and a strange mask.
“Lord Roan Desdaemon and Kincaid, Patron Saint of the Valkyrie Corps, thank you for gracing me with your presence,” said Abel as the bartender placed the thick brown liquor glasses in front of them.
The glasses had been locally blown, and had a smoky distorting quality that made the vile drink seem even more distasteful. Abel lifted it to his lips and took a long draught and found its taste similar to a bourbon though with a heavy after taste of the Nanye Pears it was distilled from. It was good and damn strong, probably high enough proof to set fire to things if they weren’t careful.
“I have a mission for you both if you choose to accept it,” said Abel, “The Goblin Lands are poised to blossom under the right conditions. But threats of the Church of One Purges from the North and attacks by Pit Mongrels and Warmonger’s Dead from the south may drive the Olgogs to great evil in trying to protect themselves.
They will need your help.”