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-Where do they wear their emblem?
 
 
-Any fun hobbies?
 
 
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Warhorse Warhorse
 
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Warhorse Warhorse is the original Trojan horse used over 3000 years ago in one of human kind’s first dirty tricks. Feeling bad about their involvement in the razing of Troy, Warhorse gathered what survivors they could and left to travel the globe. Never really fitting in, Warhorse continued to wander for thousands of years, gradually growing in numbers as they picked up more world wide refugees. However, space was limited and they were all desperate for a much needed bathroom break. So it was with much relief that late evening after making port in Seattle, that Warhorse first saw the mysterious Emblem.
 
 
Many of Warhorse’s denizens have decided to stay in Warhorse, at least for the most part, so the structure itself is often parked out back, but others prefer to hang out in the bar, while a rare few have even decided to roam the Seattle streets. Generally friendly, denizens of Warhorse can be a bit secular, preferring the damp and familiar wooden interior, but once libations start to flow, watch out! You’ve never heard so many Greek drinking songs.
 
 
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IRM: Madame W.
 
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Madam Emblem Warhorse, usually referred to as "Mm. Warhorse", "The Madam", "Ma'am", or something else to that effect, is a middle aged woman who is usually seen tending to the Emblem Warhorse bar besides Emmie, always sporting an elegant outfit and a mysterious smile. As she is often the one behind the counter, many think of her as the Warhorse's proprietess, though the estabilishment itself might object to the notion of being owned; In fact, while the bar exibits clear signs of sentience and even autonomy, the Madam seems to act as a caretaker of sorts, always ensuring that the cups are filled and the ambience is cozy.
 
Madam Emblem Warhorse, usually referred to as "Mm. Warhorse", "The Madam", "Ma'am", or something else to that effect, is a middle aged woman who is usually seen tending to the Emblem Warhorse bar besides Emmie, always sporting an elegant outfit and a mysterious smile. As she is often the one behind the counter, many think of her as the Warhorse's proprietess, though the estabilishment itself might object to the notion of being owned; In fact, while the bar exibits clear signs of sentience and even autonomy, the Madam seems to act as a caretaker of sorts, always ensuring that the cups are filled and the ambience is cozy.
  

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Madam Emblem Warhorse, usually referred to as "Mm. Warhorse", "The Madam", "Ma'am", or something else to that effect, is a middle aged woman who is usually seen tending to the Emblem Warhorse bar besides Emmie, always sporting an elegant outfit and a mysterious smile. As she is often the one behind the counter, many think of her as the Warhorse's proprietess, though the estabilishment itself might object to the notion of being owned; In fact, while the bar exibits clear signs of sentience and even autonomy, the Madam seems to act as a caretaker of sorts, always ensuring that the cups are filled and the ambience is cozy.

Madam Warhorse personally ensures that new patrons of the Emblem are acclimating well, taking the role of a guide to the peculiarities of the estabilishment and its membership. While she is glad to helpfully answer any questions that patrons might have about the bar, questions about most other topics - most notably, about herself - are invariably met with ambiguous, cryptic answers; as such, hardly anything about her history and personal life is known, even to those closest to her. That, combined with the fact that no patrons of the Emblem are currently known to recall a time when Madam Warhorse wasn't the barkeep, has lead to much speculation about the Madam's true nature, with some theorizing that she is an eldritch entity somehow linked to the Emblem Warhorse's origin, while others argue that she is simply a private person who greatly enjoys messing with nosy people. Naturally, asking her opinion on the debate does little to clear things up.

One of the few things widely known about Mme W.'s personal life is her long standing relationship with fellow mysterious barkeep Emblem "Emmie" Warhorse, whith whom she is often found tending the bar alongside. Emmie is notably the only individual capable of flustering the Madam's otherwise unshakable cryptic persona. Due to their evident intimacy, the two of them are presumed to know a great deal about each other's cryptic origins, though they are both as guarded about their partner's life as they are their own - if not more.

She wears her emblem as an enamel pin displayed proeminently on whichever fancy outfit she happens to be wearing that day. Her drink of choice is currently unknown, but she seems to be able to procure the favorite drink of any given patron near instantly, no matter how rare or obscure it may be. She is fond of strategy games, always receptive to a match of anything from shogi to gwent, and she is always available on those late, rainy nights when you need someone to listen to your story and offer vague yet oddly insightful advice.

Her aura of elegant mystique manages to endure even as she strikes out on the field, as though missing the ball was part of some grand scheme. It almost certainly wasn't, mind you, but you wouldn't know that from looking at her.