Star~~

I carefully slip into the Bog and Burrow Inn. Personally, I prefer the Bog and Burrow Inn over the Jolly Rancher. The Jolly Rancher tends to be full of very prejudiced humans. I keep my glowing blue wings tucked underneath my cloak. Even compared to the strange visitors of the Bog and Burrow, I stand out. My blood is purple and so is my blush, I'm a Dolor Felis which is alreasy weird since they're humanoid cat people, my fur is a weird silvery color and I have a strante white star marking on my forhead, and I have two small blue wings that glow. 

A few others sit around. Wigbig the rabbit looks up at me. "Star! Good to see you? Have you got anything to sell today?" The chef asks , his small nose twitching in excitement. 

"I do have a few things I've gathered," I tell him, pulling my pouch off my back . I set it down on the countertop and pull out some herbs, berries, nuts, and a few trinkets. Wigbig inspects them all. "Hmm...I'll pay 15 gold for this all," He says. The entire time he's talking my Cypher translates wildly . 

"Sounds good to me!" I tell him. Wigbig passes the coins over to me. I take them and put them in my pouch , then sling my pouch back over my shoulder.

"Would you like anything?" Wigbig asks. 

" I'd like some of your chamomile tea and some fried herbs and fruit. " Wigbig hops into the kitchen. A few minutes later he returns with the food. I hand him a few silver coins, then sit down at a table with my food.  Louis Aardwolf is playing Hello, Dragon on the stage.

I feel at peace for  once.

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Aria:

I have the air carry me to the doors of the Bog & Burrow Inn to see if I got the job as a performer, but also to try and find someone who's in FAFA. I look over as I am about to enter and see a pangolin (wait, what? A pangolin?) and a coyote discussing something. As I am about to call the wind to carry their conversation to me, I pick something up. FAFA! They must be a part of it! The coyote has on a badge. I zoom over to them, hearing the names "Ren" and "Bomani". I skid to a stop, back-flipping in the air to block them from leaving just as they are about to walk away.

"Wait!" I call. "Ren and Bomani, right? Are you a part of FAFA? Because if you are, I want to join. I think I can be super useful!"

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Okay, so I am an elemental if you don't know who I am. I can control (on basic levels) the elements. I take an appearance sort of like a nymph. I'm excited for what comes next!

~Aria

Welcome to the Bog and Burrow Inn!

Today's special is grilled tomato worms seasoned with lemon and cilantro.

Scenic Week: A complimentary fizzy root beverage will be provided to anyone who arrives during sunset or sunrise. 

Seven months. Seven MONTHS since the last post. Welp, Ima post anyway. Who knows, maybe I will bring this back up again. *people look at me in disbelief* What? It could happen! Anyway, just to let you know, my character for this inn rp is a female white wolf with blue eyes. She is also a waitress. 

~Sunlight~

I wiped the dirty table off with a rag. After it looked a bit clean, I adjusted it so it was just right. Everything has to be perfect for the first night. I needed to show Wigbig and the other staff that I can handle this job.

Some might think that a dainty polite-speaking wolf going to work at a low-down dirty bar is a bad idea. But it is the only way to get hard-earned money within miles of here, and my family would need it. Maybe I can even get some sophisticated friends here from time to time.

Soon it was time for the staff to open the doors. I held up my head firm. Just remember what mother said: keep calm, keep posture and manners, keep kindness. She let out a deep breath.

They opened the doors, and a flood of animals and people came in. 

I will be a performer for this night we are rping in! 

YOUR NAME: Eliza

NAME OF GROUP/BAND/ACT: Eliza the Enchanting Soloist

TYPE OF ACT (MUSIC, MAGIC, POETRY, COMEDY, ETC.): Singing.

TOTAL SPACE NEEDED: Less than ten square feet

INSTRUMENTS OR PROPS NEEDED: There are no instruments needed except my beautiful voice. I will need a clean chair though. I don’t want to sit on a dusty floor while I am singing.

WARDROBE OR COSTUMES NEEDED: None. My black fur, white underbelly, nine tails, and green eyes are my clothes. 

ADDITIONAL OBJECTS/SERVICES NEEDED (PYROTECHNICS, SPLASH SHIELD, ETC.): As long as you promise there are no ruffians coming after me I will be prefectly fine. 

DANGER LEVEL: ....1.

REQUIREMENTS FOR DRESSING ROOM (SPECIAL FOODS, ETC.): Fish. Oh, and a hairbrush too.

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PLEASE DESCRIBE YOUR ACT IN A PARAGRAPH, INCLUDING SAMPLE SONG NAMES, LYRICS, POEMS, JOKES, ETC.: On this night and many more, I will sing enchanting songs that are peaceful, calm, and welcoming that everyone will be sure to enjoy. Such songs I will sing are “Full Moon”, “Snow Serenade”, and my personal favorite, “Song of Peace”.

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Alas, I have no promotional poster. They will just see me in person.  

YOUR NAME: Lydia 

NAME OF GROUP/BAND/ACT: The Trick Horse Troupe

OTHER GROUP MEMBERS: Alex, Mary, and James (all horses like me)

TYPE OF ACT: Stunts and tricks

TOTAL SPACE NEEDED: less than 100 square feet (I believe) 

INSTRUMENTS OR PROPS NEEDED: not much. For most of our act we are just using our bodies. But we could have some hoops, like what they have in the circus. It would be great if they were flaming too!

WARDROBE OR COSTUMES NEEDED: None.

ADDITIONAL OBJECTS/SERVICES NEEDED: I don’t think so...

DANGER LEVEL: 3, but that is only if one of our performers make a mistake and fall into the crowd, or if the hoops (if flaming) fall on the floor. 

SPECIAL REQUIREMENTS FOR DRESSING ROOM: We like carrots, but anything vegetable is fine.

PLEASE DESCRIBE YOUR ACT IN A PARAGRAPH, INCLUDING SAMPLE SONG NAMES, LYRICS, POEMS, JOKES, ETC.: The Trick Horse Troupe will perform many stunning acts right before your eyes tonight. We are one of the best performers in all Kyngdom! We will do amazing tricks, like horse towers, jumping, somersaulting, and many other tricks! You don’t want to miss us tonight!

BOG & BURROW INN PERFORMANCE APPLICATION

DON’T CYPHER US, WE’LL CYPHER YOU. 

BOG & BURROW INN PERFORMANCE APPLICATION

DON’T CYPHER US, WE’LL CYPHER YOU. 

In some cases, ten years can change everything. 

The Bog + Burrow wasn’t one of those cases.

People had come and gone over the years. They’d celebrated the Rebellion’s wins; they’d cried over the numerous deaths. They’d loved, and they’d mourned. Time continued forward, but only in the background. All in all, the place stayed the same.

Icarus wasn’t bothered by the lack of change. Maybe he’d have wished for more adventure a time ago, but things were different now. While little progress had been made on either side in the past decade, he could sense things shifting. The Bog + Burrow was a constant, and therefore it was a safe haven.

Tilly could sense the changes in the war, too. Icarus could tell. She’d fly above the trees longer and more often than she used to, on patrol for any threats. And Bertie was listening for more than just gossip when she hid under the tables of the FAFA agents. She was listening for news about where the fight was going — when they might need to run.

“Icarus,” came Tilly’s chirping voice, which pulled him from his thoughts. The chickadee perched before him. “Donna and I put up the NOW HIRING, and we made a new sign about the open mic. With any luck, we’ll get some new staff and performers soon!”

Icarus smiled. “Delightful, Tilly. Thank you. That was on my to-do list.”

“Very little on your to-do list seems to actually get done.” Tilly chuckled. “Well, I’m heading out on patrol. I’ll be back in a few hours, okay?” 

“Okay,” Icarus said. “Stay safe!”

She fluttered away. 

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And there's the little reboot for the Bog + Burrow! Please feel free to join in and roleplay here.