Roleplay; Hannidy's Bar

Summary
It's just a nondescript bar in a nondescript city; you find yourself here because you're on a night on the town or you've probably hit rock bottom. Either way; come on in and grab yourself a beer, interact with the patrons, play card games.. Just make sure you pay your tab and don't start a brawl inside.. Capiché? Capiché.

Rules

 * This is free join, no need to ask; just hop on in.
 * This is mainly a socializing rp; no real plot to it; that said, you can start up plots and expand beyond the simple bar.
 * Fights are allowed outside the bar, just try not to get too carried away with them if their isn't a plot or something going on; y'know, so characters can socialize and shit
 * Standard RP ettiquete is expected I guess; just put some form of effort and don't be a collossal fuckboi.
 * You can drop in and drop out as you please; I understand that you all may have a life so don't worry about it.
 * Other than that, I got nothing.. Oh, and have fun

Participants
Saren - Host

Characters
Saren the Lynx

Start
It's the middle of the night in some sandy oasis town, mosy businesses are closed by now.. All but a single bar with a western Saloon theme going for it, owned by a grizzled old Bear with a nasty burn across his left eye.

The sign on the front says 'Welcome to Hannidy's Bar; all are welcome here but mind your P's and your Q's, all tabs must be paid for within one business week or penalties will occur.'

The inside of the bar was... Quaint.. To say the least; old wooden stools and rickety floorboards, its a miracle this place lasted as long as it did. Behind the counter, the apparent owner was wiping down the table while a dull yellow Lynx wearing a grey hooded coat, blue jeans and some sneakers sat on one of the stools. In the Lynx's hand was an open bottle of Jack Daniel's Fireball Whiskey; seems the Lynx had been here for a while judging by the smell and the silence.