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"Upgrading are we? I have a proposal that could add significantly to your plans, boost sales, and benefit the nation as a whole, if you're interested." The dwarf said.

"Does it involve tunnels?  <_<"

"No! Well, it could if the owner really wanted it to, but there's no real point as far as I can tell. Don't get me wrong, I love a good tunnel, but practicality demands I go with the more traditional offering first.

See, this world has crossed a dimensional nexus, putting it in contact with a large multi-dimensional entity known as The Imperial Bureaucracy of Warhaven. Within Warhaven sprang this entity known as The Adventurer's Guild. We sally forth not so much on adventure these days, as keeping the fabric of the Time Space Continuum intact, though there's still a good bit of adventuring from time to time. Not like the golden era though I tell you what.

Anyways, point being, for the health and benefit of this world, we'd like to partner with you, and turn this tavern into a full-scale Guild Outpost. This would involve adding an inn, complete with innkeeper and professional chef, a blacksmith, capable of even advanced Metalurgy in small batches, a local wizard for magical needs, and enchanting items, and should you yourself decide to go have an adventure, we'd hire a temporary barkeeper until you returned, and that's not all, we'd provide the finest beverages from around The Multi-verse, and I can personally guarantee The Brewmasters of Dwarvenholt have several kegs of their finest Dwarven Ale on standby, should you accept.

Patronage would surely increase, as adventurers come and go, should local trouble arise with bandits or other such hooligans, the Guild would protect you whilst also securing local law enforcement, or even coordinate with local law enforcement should the government decide to go that route.

Best of all, this world, or at least the surrounding 500 square miles, would be worry free from the oddities that arise when the fabric of Time and Space wears thin." The Dwarf said, laying it all out.

He cleared his throat.

"As owner, you'd be in control of it all, as much or as little, meaning that while you get 50% of the proceeds, the profits would be much larger, netting you as much as 200-300 times what you rake in now. The other 50% goes to the Guild, which takes care of staff and all the rest. It costs nothing, as we'll even take care of building everything for you." The Dwarf explained

*the changeling queen after hearing the terms of the contract begins to grow a tad bit angry outbursting in such as un-queenlike manner*

Now know this dwarf, This bar is considered co-ocupied land under the terms of the hordes observation for we have found great entertainment and relaxation in this quaint tavern and in such have marked it as a spot for preservation and co-ownership....

*she grabs a bottle of changeling Karg and downs the liquor*

The horde prefers the fabric of space and time to be loose here for it allows a individual from a later date to appear in the current...

*she flips on the bar plasma screen to show the arena of warhaven showing herself fighting all manner of beasts, warriors, and monsters.*

So in short all events here are current and yet not current at a single moment of time. the changeling proves her point by her presence.

*she then gives a fairly large tip to aubrey and then makes it snow around chaku throwing fine diamonds at him*

"Those are also two entirely separate Time Streams, around two separate universes. Further you might like it loose, but how about when entire Changling Hives cease to exist to the point it was as if they never existed in the first place? Are you willing to toy with the threads to the point it may cost you everything?" The Dwarf asked.

Hm.....-thinks about killing the Dwarf-

* Wintermoot thinks Chanku should probably put on some clothes before thinking of anything.

I for one am curious...this...arrangement. Does it include sexy dwarven guys? I'm *ahem* fairly sure that would be an important consideration for Aubrey...keeping the, uh, hot factor there and all.

"all sorts of men, not just Dwarves." The Dwarf promised.

*the changeling looks around the bar*

You are really thinking about this decision, the horde can provide all and more than this salesmen...

*the changeling looks to aubrey*

want more customers I can open a rift to any realm you wish allowing a variety of individuals of all backgrounds, classes, and *cough* tastes...

*looks to winterwoot*

And I am certain a lord enjoys the finer things be they money,loot, land, or as many sexy slaves in revealing outfits  as you shall desire...

*looks to chaku*

And I don't want to forget about you chaku *wink* so i have decided to make several clones of myself...well without my power but willing to serve your every command....

*looks to pengu*

Sorry I got nothing but ask and you shall receive my friend for i am High queen chrysalis of the changeling horde, Holder of many titles such as: Best lover in the multiverse, destroyer of worlds, sanguines roommate, puncher of cuthulu in the mouth, slaver of virtue, puckish rouge, The Warrior, lady nightingale, That #$@$ who did *insert event here*, Killer of Gozer, and many more....

*she then prepares to fight*

Now Dwarf I am a charitable women and i am willing to accept almost any individual in this bar but any more Ideas of turning such a nice quiet....

*looks at the remains of aubreys room where she reformed*

Mostly quiet place of virtue where I can drink my sorrows away and enjoy the fine company my empire has taken a interest in, so drop it and drink your Hard Ale and I will sit back and drink my Karg and we can all just be friends. she finishes giving her 2 cents before sitting down yet on edge.

-realizes that my clothes are somewhat gone and blushes slightly- Um...how long have I been like this?

*looks at his calender*

I lost track of how long it's been.

The dwarf grunted and kept quiet. Meanwhile, a tall Elven male dressed in white strolled in, and gestured at the Dwarf. The Dwarf gestured back, and the Elf looked rather disappointed, but shrugged and moved off. Seconds later, he came back in, gestured at the Dwarf some more, and the Dwarf left this time.

The elf sat with polished grace, said not a word, made not a sound. It wasn't clear why he was silent, but his eyes seemed to sparkle with a thirst for adventure and new things. He took off the winter coat to reveal an athletic form suited for quick movement through thick forests.

He seemed to think intently for a moment, before carefully indicating through sign-language, that he would infact enjoy a cup of tea to shake the chill of the outdoors from his bones.

Huh...well, I can't exactly speak for Aubrey, but I would say if that's the case he's going to be very...interested...in that dwarf's deal when he comes back around. I get the impression Aubrey likes living at a fast pace maybe, and that he appreciates deals that include men.

I mean, who doesn't appreciate deals that include men?

Speaking of deals, Chanku you should put some clothes on before the changeling's offer turns you on. Unless you wish to show the bar how grown-up you've really become.

-glares at Wintermoot and I go into a room to put on some new clothes, which look exactly like the old ones before they were melted.-

* Wintermoot chuckles

This is Wintreath...there may be an audience for that, you know, haha.

-throws a fish at wintermoot.-