The hunt for the Society begins...
Bewitched isn't as crowded as it sometimes gets -- it's an off night, even for the San Francisco mystical set. Tala, Queen of Evil, doesn't mind it much, though. The days after the reality shifts were hectic and mad, and it seemed everybody had ended up there. She was thankful for a little time to catch her breath, and the place was busy enough. Just not overflowing like it's been.
She hasn't had much time to think since Tannarak disappeared, and that's probably good. Too busy running the bar, making the money, and plotting her next schemes...
A lot of regulars missing, but enough evil sorcerors and low-level demons to make her happy. The athmosphere is pleasant enough, and she's even found a half-decent piano player for awhile. Until Tannarak gets back, of course.
The pleasant drone is interrupted, however, when one of the wall's blasts open.
She hasn't had much time to think since Tannarak disappeared, and that's probably good. Too busy running the bar, making the money, and plotting her next schemes...
A lot of regulars missing, but enough evil sorcerors and low-level demons to make her happy. The athmosphere is pleasant enough, and she's even found a half-decent piano player for awhile. Until Tannarak gets back, of course.
The pleasant drone is interrupted, however, when one of the wall's blasts open.