Gan only smiled, "Fine enough by me, but belive me shadow you need some type of therapy." he walked over to Trevvor and began a conversation about how he felt working for this bar. Afew minutes later they could see Trevvor crying on Gan shoulder, something about his mom.

Niall dropped into the bar with Kaze, smiling, apparently they were both still smoking literally from the fight, "Ha that was bueautiful hey Gan what you doin."

Gan smiled at his brother through Trevvor, "Not much just got lore shocked by someone and now this guy is giving me his life story." he went back to Trevvor who said something about the kids back home..

"How about you Tre," he said to his pheonix brother at the table, "anything?".

Tre looked up, "Just about to play a game of cards, whilst easedropping on any current conversation," he said jokingly, "you know the usuall.".

Niall smiled and approached the counter and ordered a few drinks.

He smiles, "Black jack." He likes black jack, it suits him.

"Black Jack it is," said Kain, "that is if no one objects and everyone that wants to play his seated." Shuffling the cards Kain looked around the table and continued, "I suppose we are playing for money. That's fine with me but I really have no need for gold and sliver. It would be a nice change to play for some rare artifacts. I myself could supply a nearly indestructable suit of armor that can fight on it's own long after you tire."

He smiles, "Then I shall anty this blade," he pulls aa long dagger from his belt. It is shaped like a dragon, with the head being pommel stone and the wings forming the cross bar. The blade of the knife is supposedly the dragon's tail. "This blade has the ability to turn anyone who willingly sacrifices himself to it into an undead killing machine, but they find themselves bound to he or she who wields the knife." He smiles again. This knife is one of his favorites. He doesn't mind, he can always make another one.

Kaze whistled,"Thats a fine blade", he shuffled through his stuff, "I got nothing of value or any artifacts to wager off. But I'll gladly wager some money instead", he said while putting out a good sized bag of gold.

"Then let us play." he says.

Alysa nodded.

"Although I don't know WHY you'd be protecting her... Fire Aspects are always so entertaining to see in battle... they make even the most brutal of combat look beautiful. To One In Paradise... is that some kind of elegy for the fallen?"

"I'm here to kill her. I can't protect her from Mask alone, and I can't talk to her without evoking the "Rar! Anathema!" response." Shadow said softly and sarcastically.

"Actually no." she quickly added about the poem, "It's a lament for not understanding to brutal sins you've comitted over your lifetime."

Then, shooting a glance at Gan, she asks very inquisitively, "How... do you know my title? My informal title no less. Not name, Title. Indeed, you must have seen me before. What are you? Who do you serve?"

Alysa smirked, hiding it behind a delicate hand.

Poor, poor sod.

"I would gladly commence the game," Kain started, "we have one more Ante to go before I can though. Unless he has decided to back out." With that he looked expectantly at Tre waiting for what he would put up for grabs.

(ooc: It is certainly going to be interesting figureing out how this will go down.)