The Multi-Dimensional OC Bar

"Aw, come on. You should have tried to drink it." Vision says. "My illusions have taste too. Well, it wouldn't have make you any less thirsty, but... eh." He shrugs and takes a sip of his own drink.

The griffin smiles at Vision. "Maybe some other day, but right now, I just need to get ris of thirst." He sips his lemonade, but doesn't move from his table.

Vision shrugs again and turns his attention fully back to his drink. He smiles at it as a cloak of illusion wraps itself around his own glass. A polished golden chalice, studded with gemstones of varying colours, takes its place.

He takes a long sip. "Ah."

The griffin continues drinking in silence, waiting for others to start the conversation. He was very bad at starting conversations.

Vision turns back to Flare, setting his chalice down on the table. "Um, so. A... herd, huh?"

"So.." the griffin silently says, barely hearable. "...What may your names be?" He asks.

Visions voice pulls Rain Flare from his daydreaming, "Hm? Oh, yes. It would appear that I'm rather polygamistic." seeking to change the subject to one that did not depress him, he turns to the quiet griffen, "I am Rain Flare, formerly of Princess Luna's royal guard. And my acquaintance," he gestures a hoof towards the unicorn, "Is Vision, a master illusionist. Who might you be?"

"Wyvorn." The griffin silently answers and sips his drink. "Wyvorn Whitewing."

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance Wyvorn. What brings you to this fine establishment this evening?"

"Thirst." the griffin gives a short answer while sipping his lemonade.

Well, isn't he just a chatter box, Blade's voice sounds inside their head. Ignoring him, Flare tries to coax further conversation from the griffin.
"Thirst is a common reason for coming to a bar, but there are different kinds of thirst."

Wyvorn turns towards Blade's table. "Let me guess. Thirst for a drink or thirst for blood?"

"Well, those are two, but there are many more. Thirst for adventure, companionship, love, appreciaton, glory. The list goes on."

"Oh, in that sense." Wyvorn says and sipping his drink. "Well, in that sense, I have many."

Rain Flare smiles, feeling he has broken the ice, "Care to share a few?"

"Well, from the ones that you mentioned, adventure, love, companionship..." Wyvorn says quietly. "...also fun.."

"Well, three of those four I may be able to help you with, possibly all four depending on who we meet." he takes a swig of his hard cider, "So what's your story, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Nothing much, really. Just a traveler looking for anything interesting... mostly a mate." Wyvorn says and finishes his lemonade.

"Unfortunately that's the one I may have difficulty assisting you with, but interesting I can help with."

The griffin starts chuckling, later switching to a loud laugh as he slams the glass onto the table. "Really?" He begins. "You don't even know me, yet you'd want to help me? Is that how lunar guards are nowadays?"

Rain Flare is taken aback by Wyvorn's response, "I... I was merely trying to be friendly..." his head begins to pound, "Oh dear, not again."

"I know, I know.." Wyvorn says, still chuckling. "I'm just saying that you shouldn't trust others just like that. I could be a changeling for all you know. But nice of you to instantly be this friendly." he says and smiles.

Carefully placing his pint on the bar, Rain Flare gets up from his stool and sits in the middle of the open floor, cringing all the while as his head feels it will explode, he flashes a smile at the Griffon "G-good to know you were only jesting. My, gah! My counterpart would not have been very pleased with you otherwise." A sudden sharp pain causes him to writhe on the floor, screaming in agony.

Vision stands up quickly, alarmed. "Oh, not again!"

He rushes to Flare's side. "Um... come on, painkiller spell..." He touches his horn to Flare's head. "Work, work... please...?"

"What exactly is going on...?" The griffin wondered, knowing he was useless when it comes to medically assist others.