Bar Wars

The Taunting of Possum

A visit to Possums Bar

Introduction

This story is the combination of the many posts that led to the now famous Bar Wars game, As you’ll see, Possum had plenty of cause to challenge Nergals Tavern to a war between the only 2 bars of Midia at the time.

Basically, a few of us had noticed that there was in fact another bar in Midia :O

We also noticed that very few People actually frequented the tavern, so we decided to arrange a time to visit possums bar & boost his post count, but what ended up transpiring was nothing like what we intended.

Enjoy.

Part 1

A sad departure.

Wrymmlore closes the doors at Nergals Tavern and Shark sheds a tear, C’mon Shark, We’ll be back tomorrow, wrymm offers.

It’s not all bad, and keep in mind the fun we will have at Possums Bar today.

A couple of Newbies wander over while they are closing up and Shark takes them aside to explain that the Inn will be closed until Monday, When he returns he is tear stained and speaking with a lump in his throat.

Yeah, Shark, we are soooooo going to have fun today, the beautiful Stargrace (Starry) chimes in as she slaps him on the back.

Wrymm is only half listening as he eyes the newbies who are leaving now, they seem to be consoling each other and full of sorrow.

He bursts out laughing, Oh Shark, a dark view you must have painted, he giggles to himself as they head round to their mounts.

A notice is left on the door to inform everyone of the day trip to Possums, and for Donks sake, it reads…….

WANT GROG, POSSUMS BAR
So get on yer Dragons & fire up yer Hulks, Come on over and we’ll give em hell, and free grog until possum turns up!!

Before them are three Dragons.
A majestic sight, says wrymm, he is truly taken with these beasts.
Shark & wrymm are discussing which of wrymms beasts Starry should ride,
Well I’m taking Black Out, says wrymm defiantly, Black listed is far less inclined to toss you off if you have not been properly introduced, she has manners, Black Out tends to live up to his name at times.
Starry looks very nervous now and hesitant to come, but she has no choice, her shape-shifting dragon, Fantus, has run of with Spitfighters dragon to Nergal knows where.

Grumbling, she climbs atop Black Listed and grips the ornate saddle as the beast takes a few lumbering steps and leaps, never looking like flying!!!! A huge beat of her wings and up they go, it never fails to amaze her and she thinks of those in the way of the huge wind blast that is created at that point, she giggles to herself & relaxes to enjoy the flight, Wrymm takes of next and then Shark.

They are heading due east, to a place that may be said to be a bit more refined than our Nergals.

Along the way, Shark, who happens to be the cook, spies some Amra crossing a field.

Well we have everything we need to have a great feast, but I must admit, I did forget about our beasts, and with that he touches Flying Shark on his shoulder & the beast dives.

They see it to late & cry in fear, as they all know six amra are no match for a dragon, WAIT!!!! Make that three dragons, they squeal and flee as Starry and wrymm join the chase.

Flying Shark grabs at one of them, twisting his head to better snap the tasty morsal up, The Amra screams, but only briefly as he snaps its neck easily.

Wrymm and Starry have little problem doing the same.

Now all our friends are fed tonight, thinks wrymm to himself, he lays a palm on Black out’s shoulder, he turns slightly and gives a wry smile to wrymm.

Silently he replies, Yes my friend, it is good to be flying for pleasure for a change.

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Part 2

There goes the neighbourhood.

The few patrons of Possums suddenly hear a screech and then another.

The walls begin to shake, Dragons, yells the keep!!

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.

The din is deafening as they land.

Shark dismounts and notices a line of steal hitching posts out front of the Bar.

He wraps the reins over the rail, nice hitching posts, better than the wooden ones outside of Nergals.

The dragons begin to feast on their captured Amra,

wrymm leads the way, quickly, very quickly, the sound of a dragons crunching on Amra turns his stomach a little to be honest.

Starry, wrymm and shark enter the bar; a couple of locals sit wide-eyed, wondering what they have done to deserve our company.

Wrymm tosses the Keep ten gold pieces and suggests he take the day off as we have our own.

KEEP? Where are you keep, ah, there you are, take care of this bar for the day, and free drinks for all until Possum gets here.

Shark heads for the kitchen where a bang and crash are heard, ahead of the local cook running for his life!!!!!!!

Starry and wrymm take a stool at the bar as the keep places two drinks on the bar, winks, and heads of to the kitchen with another for Shark.

Wrymm turns to the few locals, So, what passes for entertainment around these here parts?

With that, Starry and him clash their glasses in cheers of the day’s events, whatever may occur.

Well this bar is new and shiny indeed, grins Starry wickedly…..I really think we should do something about that.

Wrymm and Starry clash glasses again and Shark pops his head out of the kitchen, hear, hear.

Starry giggles as she is draining her glass and spills some of the brew over her “Nergals Tavern” emblazoned breastplate.

I’m going to check out the ladies room wall, she titters, permanent eyeliner in hand…

Shark is back with an empty glass, but no need to panic, the Keep is already on the job.

It looks like they have the makings for a Minced Mud Wrench Pie, announces Shark, I think I will get one going, you may as well get a stage set up before we get to crazy, everyone bought their instruments, didn’t they?

With that, he downs the last of his grog and grabs a bottle of Crank Oil from behind the bar on his way back to the kitchen.

Wrymm heads outside….

In a short time he returns with two stable boys, he takes them over to the corner and starts pointing about the place…..the lads turn to leave and wrymm returns to the bar, BEER KEEP, before Possum gets here.

The two lads return to the bar with the first load of music equipment.

KEEP, send those couple of locals down the other end of the bar a drink also, I’ll be shouting while it’s free.

Meanwhile, in the ladies, Starry appraises the clean, polished walls, and begins to write…..

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Back at Nergals, spitfghter has arrived for his daily drink and natter only to find the notice left behind for everyone.

With his usual mount missing in action along with Fantus, he decides on Magiks to get him there.

Spit, focuses his energy, creating a smaller, yet swifter Psuedo fire dragon.

Thank Nergal, no one be around to see this, he thinks to himself, for in fact I must appear like Donk on a Shetland pony.

He climbs on & the little Dragon takes off.

Spit rolls back, nearly falling off, except for his desperate struggle to get the reins, he is at the pocket rockets mercy, He gets the rein with a final lunge and his heart is in his mouth.

Thump, thump, thump, he puts his hand on his chest & takes a serious breath.

I better not miss all the fun for my efforts so far, he thinks to himself.

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Part 3

Making a mark.

Starry exits the ladies grinning madly, a tear even, in her wicked eyes.

I’ll give you a hand with that wrymm, stargrace blurts at the figures in the corner.

Well that would be fine if I was over there Starry, she turns at wrymms voice coming from the other direction.

That is why I paid those stable lads a gold piece each, so we could relax and enjoy the serenity of Possums Bar.

KEEP… another please, before possum gets here I would like to get my fill.

Starry apologises, Sorry friend, the tears were blurring my vision.

Well, no one can call you silly wrymm.

She joins him at the bar again, another for me to Keep.

Shark returns from the kitchen with half a bottle of Crank Juice & a grin like a Cheshire cat.

Hey you two, it looks like there may be an ice machine back there, I’ll send out the scullery maid to get some milk for us, I think I can make some ice cream for dessert.

I’ll be in that, is the cry from one of the bigger patrons that has come along with the gang for their day out.

Starry hands wrymm the eyeliner as a look of shocked confusion crosses his brow.

Before he opens his mouth to defend his manhood, Starry points to the male restroom, No doubt the walls will need attention in there also.

wrymm Jumps up & skulls his drink, plonking it down on the bar, I want that full when I return, Keep, with that he skulks of to the loo…..

Shark & Starry continue to natter about recipes etc

In a short time wrymm returns with an insane grin, putting the eyeliner down on the bar.

So what did you write? Says Starry.

Wrymm proudly states, I wrote:

If the world didn’t suck, we’d all fall off.

If you can fake an orgasm, I can fake a relationship…… and above the urinals I wrote:

Don’t look here for the joke, it’s in your hand…… also on the other wall, I wrote this, he picks up the eyeliner & begins to scribble on the bar to show starry the other thing he has done.

Possums Stress Relief

Bang head here


Wrymm picks up his beer but cannot drink as he has fallen to the floor at Starry’s feet laughing uncontrollably, Starry ends up sprawled across the bar as wrymm’s infectious laugh takes her also.

Just then, Spitfighter enters the bar, Hello everyone! It’s nice to finally join the party, I guess I overslept, so I wa……

Spit looks over and sees that wrymm & Starry are in no condition to listen to what he’s saying.

Shark appears from the kitchen, Hey Spit, how are you, worry not about that pair, they have been sniffing the mandrake I feel.

Do you play an instrument, we will jam later on tonight, the more the merrier I say.

Spit looks around and grabs a couple of spoons from a nearby table, Will these do?

Starry finally gets a grip on herself (hmmmmmmmm…….OH!! sorry) ahem..

& focuses on spit, Hey spit….come over & join us, though we had a bit of a head start already.

Wrymm makes a feeble attempt to get of the floor, but collapses to giggle some more, finally he composes enough to chat, hey spit, cheers to you, looks like we have a band tonight, Shark on bass, me on guitar, you on drums & starry on mandolin.

KAAA-BOOOOMMM!!!!!

A huge explosion is heard from the kitchen, shark comes staggering out with a cloud of smoke right on his heels.

His face blackened like a cartoon character, his hair standing on end & his cloths torn in places.

What happened shark?? Says Spit.

Cough cough!!

OH the damn pressure cooker was faulty…

There goes the Kernergal fried chicken I was gunna cook up, Oh well, a minor loss.

With that he heads back to the kitchen, waving his apron to disperse the smoke as he enters.

Starry looks at wrymm with fresh tears of amusement glistening in her eyes….face reddening……. Busting to hold in her laughter.

His face… she finally peeps, ha ha haaaa……..what a makeover….

Wrymm is trying to look somewhere else, but he hears her going again & again they are reduced to gibber.

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Part 4
Possum’s arrival.

All of a sudden a black cloud appears in the bar!!!

I don’t like this, whispers spit, I sense great power.

Just as suddenly, possum appears next to the bar.

A collective sigh goes round the bar as it means no more free drinks!!!!

I’m back now, announces Possum, but it’s happy hour, so free drinks for everyone.

The bar cheers its appreciation & then everyone returns to there banter.

Possum heads of to court the beautiful Starry.
Starry notices her permanent eyeliner, still on the counter.

While Possum approaches, she points to a dark corner of the bar & Gasps!!!

Possum falls for the ploy….. She quickly pockets the graffiti evidence.

Starry rolls her eyes in wrymm’s direction as Possum makes small talk….

About that time Shark emerges from the kitchen with a platter of Minced Mud Wrench Pie, cut into pieces & topped with Ice Cream.

He pours the last of his bottle of crank oil juice over the top & strikes a match on the bar.

WHOOSH!!.

Happy pig out folks, he says as he places the platter on the bar.

Greetings Possum, wrymm slaps possum on the back & he is lost for air for just a sec.

Thought we would come over & visit your Bar, as it is the only other drinking hole here abouts.

We’re going to do some music later & we we’re wondering if you would be interested in rounding up a team for a Pub sports thingy one weekend?

Wrymm turns to the bar, Another beer keep, & one for the bar, my shout while they’re still free….

The tavern will be undergoing some repairs, says possum to all his new guests.

I will be putting up a better stage for music & building more bathrooms & last but not least, I will have strippers!!!

Well well well, that’s something that could interest me, do you have wenches??

Starry gives wrymm a dirty look for his bad habits…

Well anyway, he continues, we brought 3 of our best & a couple of bathhouse girls in case Donk shows up.

With that said, wrymm grabs some Amra from the table & scoffs it down, Man that’s good.

He rips his Nergal breastplate of & loads it up with amra pieces, grabs a bottle of crank oil juice & heads out to the veranda to enjoy his feast as the sun sets.

Inside, Starry stands & stretches as she yawns, the excellent meal, the long hard ride, & the numerous ales had taken their toll.

She heads up the stairs leading to the rooms above.

Entering the 1st room she sees finds one of the stable boys in the process of spending his newly earned gold with one of the wenches.

She takes 2 large strides & grabs the two by their freshly tousled hair, & throws them into the hallway, she scoops up their clothes & tosses them out after them.

Closing the door as she yawns deeply, she spreads her cloak over the bed & curls up to sleep.

Chair wedged firmly against the door.

But in a dark corner….
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Part 5

More Arrivals.

Wrymm finishes his meal out on the porch.

He squints..Of in the distance…he see’s momster??

No!!!

Way to big??…Yeah!!! That is Momster!!..

They get a bit closer before wrymm realises it is Momster & Donk.

Flying in on one of her many Amber’s, the firebird glides in & lands a little separate from the other dragons.

Hey there, bout time you got here says wrymm as they enter the bar.





Momster shakes her head, where’s Starry?

Upstairs sleeping it of, the slacker, says wrymm, big feed kills em every time.

Shark turns to offer Donk & Momster some of the remaining food, but as he turns, donk is just consuming the last piece!!!


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Upstairs, possum appears in starry’s room!!!

She stirs from a sultry dream to see him standing there, young & virile, she weakens..

He slowly undresses & stands at her bedside, grinning from ear to ear.

Starry’s smile fades….

Ummm, I’ve got a terrible headache, she mutters, and I’m really tired.

Trying hard to disguise the disappointment in the manhood before her, she rolls over & goes to sleep, thinking he soooo looked better in clothes.

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Meanwhile, downstairs, the gang is starting to get a little drunk….

Wrymm looks at shark, unspoken, an Idea is hatched.

What say we cut the floorboards under her bed & bring her back to the party???

Next thing you know, wrymm is on donks shoulder with a saw & the 7” shark is helping steady him.

They are all giggling & momster is just laughing her head of at their mad antics.

There is a creak as wrymm saws through the last of the support beams, get me outta here, yells wrymm.

They sway sideways & end up crashing though some chairs & tables ending up all tangled in the lot, still giggling.

CRASH!!! Down it comes.

Wrymm & shark hi 5, another bed through a floor.

As the bed hits the lower floor, Starry jumps up, wide eyed & shocked, Possum is flung to the side, also horrified!!!!! The bar roars into laughter.

After that, things get a little hazy as the alcohol takes it’s effect on the partying crowd (that’s the 1st time the word crowd has been associated with possums bar)

The band plays on into the night & much alcohol & merriment is had by all.

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Part 6

The next day.

Wrymm cracks the sleep across his eyes as he slowly becomes conscious, he opens an eye & sees one of the tavern wenches curled up asleep to his right, he smiles to himself but his lips are cracked & parched from the dehydrated slumber, my mouth taste like the bottom of a canary cage he thinks to himself………what is that Smell??

He turns to his left & sees a pair of familiar feet, entangled with the feet of another bar wench.

Not again, shark!!! I wish you would find your own bed, I don’t mind sharing wenches, but waking up next to your feet is sometimes more than I can bear….. wrymm starts to dry reach, he staggers to his feet & runs from the room.

Possum wakes up smiling as wrymm rushes by the bed in the bar & out the door, totally pleased with his efforts toward the lady stargrace, he turns to give the lady a good morning cuddle, as he lifts the sheet, he is horrified to find one of the stableboys………….AAAAARRGGHHH!!!!!

He leaps up & runs for the door but he doesn’t notice wrymm coming back in, SMACK!!! Straight into the Nergals breastplate.

His eyes roll back & he falls backward, SLAP on the floor.

Poor lad thinks wrymm, wouldn’t last 5 minutes at Nergals.

Starry appears from a back room, do we have any bandaids ways wrymm.

I think there’s some in the kitchen says starry, whats left of it that is, she titters.

Sniff sniff, hmmm says wrymm

What says starry

What have you been up to he winks, you smell like donk, LOL

She merely smiles with a slight blush.

Go get the bandaids & I’ll bring this mess in & patch him up.

Starry heads into the kitchen as wrymm bends to pick possum up of the floor, he throws possum over his shoulder & heads for the kitchen as well, meanwhile, shark has arisen & headed for the kitchen to prepare some breakfast.

He meets starry who tells him of possums plight, he bursts out laughing, I gotta see this he says.

As wrymm reaches the kitchen door, possum begins to stir, but at that moment, shark comes flying through the door which slams into possums head & promptly knocks him out once again.

Oh dear!!! I think we need two bandaids now.

Alrighty says shark, everyone outta my kitchen, I’ll get us some breakfast going to cure our hangover’s.

The assembled revellers all head for the bar to await feeding & order a few “hair of the dog” drinks.

Is possum going to be in you way shark? I may as well leave him there for now.

No, he’s fine, says shark, just the sort of company I like when I’m cooking…….. Quiet!!!

Starry & wrymm race to the bar, their competitive spirit not dampened by the hangover at all, but as they reach the bar, Donk is just finishing off the 1st ale of the day

They look at each other, Damn!!!

Shark comes out of the kitchen after a short time with & large bowl of Amra bacon & fried Hatchlings, enough for all.

He walks over to donk & puts it on the table, they’re ya go donk, enjoy.

He quickly rushes back to the kitchen & appears again with a bowl half the size of the previous bowl, he puts it on a table on the other side of the room & announces that anyone who wants a feed better grab some while donk is busy eating his breakfast.

After a long second, everyone else rushes over to get some sustenance for the trip home.

Shortly, Possum awakes to the sound of muted merriment, coming from somewhere, he opens an eye.

Out in the bar the guests here a squeal, AAAAAARRRGGHH!!!!!, my kitchen, Possum bursts out through the door…..the bar is empty except for the regular lone drinker, sitting at the bar.

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Part 7

A parting shot.

As they make their escape from the bar, momster is standing with her arms crossed blocking the path, well I have some bad mews everyone, it seems the dragons got into the garden last night & ate all the water melons, only trouble is they were over ripe & very high in alcohol content, lets just say the dragons are a little worse for wear.

The crew begin rounding up their rides, but the beasts are soo drunk, the task seems impossible, Blackout, yells wrymm, the dragon looks up, trying to put on a brave face, but I know him well, he’s hurt…wrymm grins, I just hope we don’t get pulled over for a breath test.

Blackout lurches up & takes a few steps toward wrymm, then suddenly staggers sideways.

CRASH!!! crunch snap splinter splinter, smash….tinkle tinkle.

Uh oh, says wrymm.

The dust settles & the back corner of possums bar is missing, destroyed as Blackout fell through it.

The lone patron still sitting at the bar now in full sunlight, finishes his drink & places it on the bar.

Good day gentlemen, I believe I hear my wife calling, he announces & steps out through the new exit & head up the road.

Blackout comes back around the corner with an embarrassed look, he looks at wrymm & grins.

Oh well!!!!!

The rest of the party have gathered up their various mounts & although none look well enough for the journey, it is time to depart.

Momsters Amber is still throwing up in the stream & it is decided that it would be better to allow the beast to follow when he is more capable.

Momster jumps on with stargrace & donk goes with wrymm.

As the dragons all flap their leathery wings, a huge gust of wind is created, the gust is too much for the already weakened building & it begins to creak & groan as the dragons take off one by one.

Possum runs out of the bar & latches onto the nice steel hitching posts.

As Blackout takes of, the building finally gives & crashes to the ground in a plume of dust.

Wrymm & donk circle back, I guess we really brought the house down, says wrymm…..

He reaches into his pouch & pulls out a purse of gold coins, here goes Possum, never let it be said we don’t pay our way, he dives blackout toward possum so he can drop the purse nearby, he drops the purse but the dive is too much for blackout whose stomach is more than a little woozy.

Burp, splutter…………RAAAALLLPPPHH!!!!!!

Wrymm pulls Blackout up just in time to miss the ground but possum is helpless to avoid the smelly shower of dragon vomit……ooooooooohhhhkkk

Wrymm & Donk fly off toward home, Laughing as hard as they can, between the tears of laughter, Donk manages to squeeze out,

Flying nearby, shark notes that we will have to be watchful now, I suspect Possum may seek vengeance for our visit to possums bar.

The Beginning