After a long day of sailing in the Grand Line, you've returned to your home island of Applenine Island, an island denoted by the giant apple in the center of a snowy, tundra like environment. You dock your ship and head into town, making your way to a bar called the Orange Slice, an establishment with an orange logo on the door, but ironically is in a building with an apple-shaped roof like ever other building on the island. The bar is slow, with few patrons. Most notable, easily the first person visible when entering, is the larger-than-life bartender Tangerina.

The bar's owner is a young woman with pale skin, blue hair tied up into large twintails, a mature figure, rounded lips, and grey eyes. She is dressed in a stripped maroon leotard with long sleeves and a pair of knee-high heeled boots, with dango hairclips in her hair and a spiked collar. She's a member of the Long Leg Tribe, standing at 9 feet tall due to her unnaturally long legs, though she's shorter than most of her tribe. Still, that height is enough to make her the tallest individual on the island. She seems to be lazily cleaning a glass as you enter, her eyes drifting your direction.

"Welcome back, sailor. Your travels were lucrative, I hope? I assume you'll be drinking the regular?"

She's an intelligent woman. Tangerina knows everyone on the island, typically being the one that people go to for information. It certainly isn't your first time in her bar. No doubt this is an opportunity to get caught up on recent events, or at least get a drink and relax...