Hungarian
Legacy Name: Hungarian

Take a breath
Take a dive
You will feel alright
Alice just trust me

Hungarian- a Uralic language, part of the Ugric group. With some 14 million speakers, it is one of the most widely spoken non-Indo-European languages in Europe. -Wikipedia

Sometimes we just need an escape, a place to go to avoid reality. A moment, an hour. Just to get away is all we want. Life can be overwhelming sometimes. But is it not strange that we would try to avoid the one sure thing we have?

There is a small shop on the corner that is said to be the perfect place to relax and escape your troubles. It is highly recommended by wired students and tired business men, by over worked mothers and overly lonely lovers. Funny, it is only ever heard that it is good, for no one admits first hand to ever stepping inside the smokey interior of The House of Cards.

The House of Cards' specialty is giving a reprieve from reality, with the choice of either smoke or tea, or even a taste of absinthe if you know the right phrase. The front is a regular shop, scented heavily with tea and tobacco, where anyone can buy what they want at the desk and leave for the privacy of home. But it is the lounge next door that gets the most business. Stuffed with torn antiques, stained wood, a maze of rooms and partitions, the smokey lounge is immensely popular. Patrons stay for hours, draped lethargically over cushions. But for the number of people, no one knows the identity of any one else, nor will they ever ask. For that is the number one rule: Do not speak unnecessarily with those outside your party.

Hungarian is the owner of The House of Cards, handling each customer personally. There must be other workers, how else could the work load be handled so efficiently? But no one remember seeing any employee other than Hungarian, but such eye witnesses are notoriously unreliable.

Hungarian is usually the only person truly alert in the lounge, flitting between tables and parties like a bird. He knows everyone, or at least acts like it, treating customers like old friends. But once in awhile he might invite one or two into a private room. Innocent enough, he will offer another pot of tea or a fresh hookah, and he will invite you to speak. Speak of your hopes, your fears, your dreams, your losses. But as you speak reality seems to melt away and you find yourself amidst that of which you speak, a dreamlike world with Hungarian as your guide. For some this gives them the greatest hope, but for others the deepest despair.

This is all because Hungarian is a spirit of dreams and liminal spaces and in the modern world has found a new direct way to play his trade. Though for what purpose only he knows. Those that know his true nature have given him criticism over his methods, claiming they are deceptive and he's merely take advantage of mortals' weaker states. He claims to keep himself neutral in all things, what his customers see in their lethargic states is only what they bring themselves.

But Hungarian's neutrality is being threatened. For you do not run a business in this section of the city without making a choice: Are you under the protection of Urdu's shadow or not? Being on the side of the nightclub owner has its benefits for one of Hungarian's supernatural nature, but the mortals of the mafia and corporations on the other side are precisely the clientele Hungarian seeks to cater. Hungarian has tried to resist choosing, but the clock is continually ticking.

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Hungarian is an anthro pale colored bhakoru dressed in an old fashioned black suit with a top hat, an unneeded walking stick, and often appears to have steam or smoke swirling around him. He is often seen idly shuffling a deck of cards when not interacting with his customers.