Joseph Vazquez left out of one of the world gates, stumbling as he went. Rubbing his head, he held up his application, and started walking down the mossy stone path, heading up to the Tavern. He'd finished this last night on his home-world, Earth, and wanted to submit it in person, as he didn't know how reliable World gates were. He pushed the door open, looking around at the tavern. He paid close attention to the rules, then gently laid application on the counter. He pulled up a stool, and sat down, waiting for someone to come by.