Xeridea offered a very fake smile to the barkeep as she walked into the back kitchen. "Evenin'" came a gruff voice. She completely ignored the speaker as she went into the basement. A dark shadow crossed over the stairwell and blocked her from sight as she descended.
With a snap of her fingers, the fel-green candles flickered to life, illuminating the various skulls and skeletons organized in the room. A wave of her hand brought to life the runes carved into the stone floor. She smiled ever so slightly as she walked over to an green and yellow eye floating in an ornate cage. "Hello, precious..." she purred.
"Xeri! You're not paid to play house down in the basement!" a voice shouted. She growled, her eyes flashing with anger. She flicked her hood over her hair and walked from the basement, waving her hand over the shadows. They disappeared with almost no trace, and the normal basement reappeared.
She walked back into the main room and looked around bored. She sat on the edge of the bar and picked at her nails, waiting for something to happen.
((Like I said, this is mostly a social RP. You can be an employee of the Lamb, and one person can be the barkeep/owner, and one can be the cook.
Xeri is a guard for the Lamb.
Soo, yeah. Any questions, ask. Happy posting!))