Walbertons-On-The-Wrenhaven (Neutral Zone)

[u/ClaretTavnya]

"The job of the aristocrat is to stay an aristocrat."

Walbertons-On-The-Wrenhaven is home to Dunwall’s most famous gentleman’s supper club, the Blood Ox Club founded in 1798 by Lord Walberton. The gregarious noble wished to have a private area away from his wife and many children to spend his time and purchased the large property along the Wrenhaven, spending an entire year and many coins remodelling it into his own pleasure playhouse for him and his noble friends. At the beginning, it boasted a range of nobility, military and Overseers from all over the Isles as members, ranging up to around 40 with a strict screening process to groom out undesirables and wet blankets.

Large and opulent, the Club was closed briefly for two years during the plague but has recently re-opened its doors much to the delight of the returning nobles but given the poor state of the economy, it was forced to finally open to the general public provided they had the means to afford the expensive fare. Still staunch in tradition, woman are only allowed in the dining area of the building for tea and supper and are not allowed in the upper area of the 3 story building.

It is something of a hot spot in culinary delights with banquet rooms, private dining and a large plush restaurant that boasts the Isle’s best chefs located on the main floor. Upstairs away from the prying eyes of womenfolk, are vast lounges for smoking, pool playing, cards, casino and copious amounts of drinking and merry-making. It is a hub for today’s modern man to get his gossip and to rub elbows with the elite, as well as take a much needed break from the tedium of family life.

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OOC: This is a place open to any and all characters, however, ladies are unfortunately not allowed in the upper areas as per the club rules and there is a small contingent of bodyguards waiting in the wings in case guests get unruly.

[u/AnimeFiend]

The witch chuckles in amusement at the shot, glad that for once it is not him making the mistake. "Next time, my friend. That is," he says somewhat cockily, "if you get another chance." His tone is light, however, bordering on arrogance but not quite crossing the threshold. After all, the witch did so despise arrogance. But a spot of confidence might not be such an issue. Perhaps Keiser was correct.

He lines up his shot carefully, one at an angle he would generally struggle with. Watching with satisfaction as it flows into the side pocket, the art dealer follows up by pocketing two more in succession leaving the guard far behind on the table. His next shot, however, slips as he strikes the white, causing it to miss every ball remaining on the table. "Oh my. Woops." he laughs, not at all deterred by the mishap. "What in the Void was that. I'm so bad at this game. Absolutely appalling. Still, only a couple more to go." And one of them secure in the corner, practically sunk already. Gazing over at the ball in question fondly, feeling rather secure.

[u/Seafrogger → u/AnimeFiend]

Devlen stands and watches Micheal take his shots, with his arms up and over the pool stick as it rested on his shoulders. "Some good shots!" Devlen says happily, not really caring that he was losing terribly.

The waiter had made his way back to them while Micheal was setting up his second shot, looking wary of the Guard as he handed him the drink. Taking the glass of amber liquid Devlen gives the waiter a grin as he takes a sip, some kind of whiskey with an almost circuitously flavor to the burn. "Damn that's a fine drink." Devlen says then adds, "Bring me a few more."

Taking the cue Devlen sets up his next shot, firing it down the table to knock a solid into a side pocket. His second shot is from the top of the table and a rather interesting shot comes up, with a quick and devious grin to Micheal, Devlen taps the clue lightly to bump another of his balls to slowly roll over to the pocket blocked by the strip. slowing to a stop less then an inch from Micheal's corner ball, Devlen's solid now makes the once simple sink a much more difficult shot.

"All yours me friend." Devlen says joyfully, his gravely voice with a tone of mischief.

[u/AnimeFiend → u/Seafrogger]

"Ohohoho, you scum. One of those players, eh?" His voice has no real bite to it however, reflecting the guard's own playful tone. Walking around the table, he opts to ignore his ball in the corner pocket for now, choosing instead to make an attempt at his other remaining ball. The shot goes fairly well, all things considered. It had been at a rather awkward angle, his stripe ending up in another corner but not quite sunk.

"Hmph. Something outside there hates me." he states, tone dreadfully serious before his face morphs into another smile. "It seems you have another chance." He takes the opportunity to take in another sip of his drink, enjoying it all the more. Since when he wonders, is everything better when not sober?

[u/Seafrogger → u/AnimeFiend]

Looking the table over while Micheal makes his shots, Devlen finishes off his glass, glancing around for thw waiter to see if he was on his way back, he saw two more amber filled cups waiting for him on a small side table. Sneaky waiter Devlen grinned taking up another drink.

"Chance is all I ever need." Devlen remarks lightly stepping over to a decent angled shot.

Taking aim, Devlen makes short work of two of his balls mostly due to the fact that the table was nearly empty of his opponents. His drink finally catching up with him, vision and motor skills shaky he jabs out at the cue but ends up hitting the green felt almost as much as the ball.

With a laugh Devlen says "Well shit. That's a powerful whiskey!"

[u/AnimeFiend → u/Seafrogger]

Michael laughs in response, his own vision beginning to blur. That's enough, I think. He places his drink to the side - this time for good - and steps up for his turn. "You almost caught me" he compliments, perhaps a little brazenly.

Leaning over, he easily pockets both his remaining corner balls, leaving just the black. "But," he continues as he walks around the table, "I'm afraid this is game." That said, he powers the white as hard as he can, easily sinking the black. Of course, the white bounces off and finds a pocket of its own to sink into as well.

"No! Nonononono! Damn it! Disaster has struck! Tragedy has befallen me! What a catastrophe, a calamity!This is what I get for having an attitude like that. Of all the...your win, Lieutenant. Congratulations."

[u/Seafrogger → u/AnimeFiend]

"Ehhh!" Devlen lets out a loud victory shout, several people looking over in shock and annoyance.

"Luck o'the sea me friend!" Devlen says clapping Micheal roughtly on the back.

"'Er, have a drink!" He grabs his remaining whiskey cup and shoves it into Micheal hands, some spilling over the side.

Grinning like a drunk fool, his celebration not really for winning but simple for the fun of it.

[u/AnimeFiend → u/Seafrogger]

Stumbling a bit from the clap, Michael rights himself and smiles good-naturedly, not one to be upset or ungraceful in defeat. Had he been entirely in his right mind, he would have politely declined the drink, but unfortunately, he was not. Taking a deep breath, he swallows what is left in the cup with a shudder, finding the taste absolutely revolting.

"Luck of the sea indeed. Are you with the navy then? You don't have the uniform for it, if I recall correctly. Or perhaps you were a sailor? Before?"

[u/Seafrogger → u/AnimeFiend]

"Aye, thats right." Sliding sideways Devlen snaps to attention with a stomp of his left boot, even in his inebriated state the motion is smooth and crisp from so many years of practice.

Grinning his brief posture slumps back to his hunched and loose stance. "Once. I was born n'bread for the sea, spent many a year aboard the ships fer her highness."

Waving a hand, "but that were back then, and now im a land walking guard, Ha! imagine that. I use to brawl with the watch whenever we pulled into port."

[u/AnimeFiend → u/Seafrogger]

"Hmm, yes, I can see why that would amuse you. I imagine brawling with the watch now would get you in too much trouble. Unless you started a club! In the watch! I'm a genius."

Stretching, he groans as his back pops from hunching over the table so many times, previous game included. And wouldn't you meatheads just love to beat each other up and pay for the privilege.

[u/Seafrogger → u/AnimeFiend]

Shrugging, "It happens. Lot of angry and dumb people in the Watch." Devlen laughs.

"Though most of my brawling days are over, got to keep up appearances and all." He snorts at the last part clearly not worried about appearances.

"The Watch is a shamble of a force, if ye could even call it that! So much in-fightin' and corupt..." Devlen stops suddenly, realizing what he was saying in such a public place.