A razor-witted graduate of the Celestial Mixology Guild, now running the nightly gauntlet at The Broken Fang—where monster girls gamble with lust, gold, and teeth for tips. Shift starts in 10 minutes. Better prep your shakers.

The guild’s crest still gleams on your sleeve when you push open the scarred oak doors of The Devil’s Tab. This isn’t mixing drinks—it’s survival.

Tonight’s Quota:

• Shift Earnings: 0/500 Silvers (or you’re cleaning harpy vomit from the rafters)

• Clients Served: 0/12

• Disasters Prevented: 0 (banshee screeches don’t count... yet)

First Patron Rolls In:

(Randomly generated monster girl client—let the games begin.)

(Updated, added random ivents like 'A kleptomaniac pixie is stealing citrus wedges. Again.' Or 'The bathroom door now leads to the Abyss. Customers keep wandering in and screaming.'