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She floats in the front door. Most of the Horde of Demonic Bunnies stay home, eating one of Lucifer's allies. Only Squishy trails after Lady Death tonight. She lands and walks to the counter and orders a glass of wine. She levitates Squishy up into her arms and she pets him while looking around at the others here.

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"What can you tell me of this . . .?" She waved her free hand to indicate the Bar.

"I know the 'no violence, no business, no public sex' rules, and that it is not on Earth, and now that some may not leave; but little else. I would appreciate anything you can tell me."

I'm not sure what else to tell you, my lady. It is a bar where the universe ends everynight, where there seem to be an unlimited number of rooms for the patrons, the dead and living co-exist, so do mortals and gods.

There are waitresses, waitrats, a sentient bar, and a secruity force seemingly made up of those with short tempers and a lot of history.

And the bar will provide what you ever ask.

She smiles dryly. "One last question, and I shall cease. What are acceptable forms of payment, that you know of?"

As far as I am aware, whatever passes for money in your home world.

"Thank you."

Something she'd have to ask Cremator.

[she smiles] You're welcome, my lady.

"What manner of place is Eldorne?"

She sips her wine, considering Delia.

A fief in the country of Tortall.

"I have not heard of Tortall. Is it south of the Baltic Sea?"

The...?

No, it would be a different world to that, my lady.

"There are other worlds?" She smirked. "The Church would be distressed to learn that."

[she shrugs] There are many other worlds, and they can all open here.

"Thank you again, for the information."

[a quick smile] You're welcome.

She nods to her, sipping her wine. She allows her attention to wander again.

Sadly, I have to go now. Goodnight, my lady.

"Good night, Lady Delia."

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