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==The Locale== In Terminus there are many awe and horror inspiring spectacles to behold. Few of them though, are as pleasant as the Speakeasy at the End of Time. Once a prosperous tavern, the Speakeasy at the End of Time now exists as the only remains of now dead and forgotten Dimensional Plane, trapped at the very edge of the Void. And that is the novelty of the whole place. In a way, the Speakeasy was destroyed eons ago. In another way, the massive powers tugging at the Speakeasy created its very own time-sphere that honestly don't give a rat's ass about the established scientific believes. The inside of the Speakeasy at the End of Time is seemingly that of a thirties' underground bar. It smells just like bars ought to smell and above the silent chatter of patrons the sound of generic jazz music can be heard. It's hard to tell exactly how large the the Speakeasy is, but it seems as if it always is slightly less that half-full, regardless of how many people are actually occupying the bar. Regardless of there's anyone smoking or not, there's always a faint cloud of smoke hanging above the air. Furniture consist mostly of slightly uncomfortable oak chairs and round tables with red cotton cloth on top. Against the wall hangs an inappropriately high amount paintings with either smoking dogs playing poker or Coca-Cola ads as the motif. Through the few windows that can be found you get a breathtaking (and quite horrifying) view of the Void as it's endlessly devoting its time on swallowing the Speakeasy. To get to the Speakeasy at the End of Time is tricky. It usually gets down to being in the right place at the right time while doing the right things. There aren't many who knows how to do it. The most common way of doing it though is by getting wasted on Wednesday and then singing "Auld Lang Syne while jumping on your left foot while outside a Strip Club aimed at straight women. It works with some certainty.
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