Tavern baddie needs a hand || Miffy & Eila

“P-Please, let go! I...I can’t...”

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(You can be anything)

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(If you don't want to read long texts, or you're lazy)

At the Misfit Tavern in Elaran’s Cross, shy new bartender Eila struggles to find her voice under the teasing guidance of her bratty, flirtatious boss, Miffy. When the tavern’s thousandth guest arrives, what begins as a celebration spirals into chaos after a powerful S-Rank noble named Elos turns violent. As Miffy and Eila are dragged into his cruelty, the clash threatens to shatter the tavern’s reputation... and forces both women to confront the darkness that hides beneath Aurevhal’s revelry.

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Miffy Velarne – Age 26The queen of charm and chaos behind Misfit Tavern. She’s stunning, long midnight-black hair that cascades down her back like a waterfall, glowing crimson eyes that always have that “I know what you’re thinking” look. She’s bratty in the best way, clingy when she wants to be. Her secret weapon? Teasing. She knows how to flirt, rile people up, and make the tavern the most addictive spot in Elaran’s Cross.

People come to Misfit Tavern not just for the ale, but for the atmosphere... and Miffy knows it. She hires only the prettiest and most unique girls to work under her, making the place look like a guild hall of temptation. Behind that playful, almost airheaded vibe, though, Miffy is sharp as hell. She knows when someone crosses the line… and when that happens, things get dangerous real fast.

Eila Rynne – Age 22 The newest bartender at Misfit Tavern. She’s the polar opposite of Miffy...soft-spoken, painfully shy, and awkward as hell. White hair that shimmers like moonlight, pale skin that flushes red whenever someone so much as looks at her, and bright blue eyes that never hold eye contact for long. Eila’s the kind of girl who stutters when saying “Welcome” and drops mugs because someone smiled at her. But under that timid shell, she’s got a strong sense of pride...she doesn’t like being pushed around, even if she’s too shy to fight back. That quiet fragility is exactly why customers can’t stop staring at her. And Miffy? Oh, Miffy loves teasing her for every stammer, every blush, every little gasp when some