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The Sanctus Rosa Crypt

Deep in the misty town of Trojia, an old tavern dwells. The outside is surrounded by stone lions and gargoyles. The building itself seems to forecast a sickly aura which plagues the plant life near by, crippling it 'till an inch of life and keeping it so. Beyond the decrepit botany lies a marble path with the words, “Ambulas Ad Via.” The bar is made entirely of stone and stain glass. The stain glass depicts scenes of war, lust, and merryment. A large brick arch leads to the ebony wood doors with petrified paw handles.

Once inside, the deathly aura dissipates into a warming, cordial feeling. A hard gray tiling makes the floor, 'case something should spill. Raised high the ceiling is, rafters bridge the mighty gaps. Often some life can be spotted upon the rafters, mostly rodents. The stain glass is surrounded, or covered buy, by large red velvet curtains depending. Scattered about the first floor are over sized velvet couches that match the curtains. Three or so fireplaces lie around the large room. Floating via chains are candle chandeliers burning gray flames, illuminating the room as if it were always the twilight hours. Despite the owners best attempts, myriad cobwebs litter the dark crevices and between some rafters. No matter how many cleaners come in the dust will not leave. It seems to be as permanent as the cobwebs. The actual bar lies across from the door and has a plethora of drinks and glasses. Very little cannot be found in the bar's selection. A swinging door behind the counter leads to the kitchen with a fully stocked pantry awaits. Cooks can easily find what they need. A sullen stage can be found opposite the bar, two large black curtains hang from it. Few have ever preformed on the stage, causing the dust and cobwebs to become excessive. Added after a fight with two men after Selene, there is now a burn mark thanks to Drako's lazy way of avoidnig wet plaster smell. Feeling it was a good look, he has kept it.

After ascending the west staircase you've entered the Inn of the establishment. Each door has a uniquely shaped key - the designs range from animal heads to medieval crests. The same generic black carpeting is in each room. Two candle fixtures burn with a gray flame, dimly lighting the room. A bed that only appears to be decaying is provided for guests to sleep. The beds have four posts, having the same designed carved into them as appears on the room key. Different pictures of worn humans inhabit each room. At night the eyes seem to follow the inhabitant of each room. The windows are covered by the same velvet curtains as the bar area. In front of a personal fireplace sits a over sized velvet chair that matches the curtains. Lastly, a dresser, again with the room's symbol, is readily seen. The ebony monstrosity, which matched the doors, can hold a decade's worth of clothing, should one own that much. The thick condensation of water amidst the air give a rather damp feeling to the room.

On the bar floor a eastern staircase can be found, sealed. The barrier can only be breached by the owner himself and those he tells it to allow in. No spells can tear it down nor can any weapon pierce it. The same seal is around the third and highest floor. A place only the privileged have seen.






Rules
1. No futuristic items (Weapons, enhancements, etc.)
2. God-moding is a ban-able offense, the first time.
3. No Cybering
4. Please, make it fun and type in understanable language. (I understand if you spell some things wrong, we all do but no 1337 speak.)
5. Avoid one-liners as much as possible.
6. No Bumping or advertising. OOC chat is fine, but no damn bumping or advertising!!
7. Strous 2.0 and I are in control of time, so act accordingly.







Bar Minions

Owner:
- Drako Deviant
- Selene Lovela

Bartendors:
- Drako Deviant
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Cooks:
- Grace
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Bouncers:
- Zann Marcoh (Head Bouncer)
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Entertainment:
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Common Patrons:
- Ceil Shadowdancer
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-EsperRaziel



Announcements

exclaim Support Selene. She's going though a rough time and needs to know we're a family here and support her! You know she'd do the same for you!

exclaim August 2, 2006 (11:41 EST) Rule 6 Updated to include Advertising.

exclaim July 26, 2006 (12:41 EST) Description updated.

exclaim July 15, 2006 (6:24 EST) Rules updated.


arrow [My friend is okay so I'll be on more. I also hope there will be more overall activity.]

exclaim June 24, 2006 (2:15 a.m.)
[Guys, my friend, Tiffany, was in a bad horseriding accident and I ask that you pray for her. She is a very dear friend to me, so please, I beg you to do this for her.]

Selene came barging through the swinging door from the kitchen carrying a tray of clean glasses, nearly dropping them on her way out. She had an odd look about her; her skirt wore just below her belly button, and hung to the floor, while her top was small and ruffled showing off her a soft fleshy pink of a tummy.

"Well if you'd do something and stop staring at the damn door, maybe time would go bye a little fast, and we’d have people in here before you knew it” giving him a smirk, she continued to put the glasses away on the self behind the bar.

“Yes it is nice,” she said as she tossed her hair out of the view of her face. “A little big for just the two of us though” her long midnight hair hung loosely down to her hips.

Selene shrugged “If I knew that don’t you think the place would be packed by now?”
She picked up the rag she left on the counter and threw it at Draco’s face, giggling “Make you self useful, why don’t you?” she didn’t care what he did, she was just board and in a playful mood, and irritating him is one of the things she did best.

“Well I guess a hundred and two might do the trick” as another rag went flying his way, smacking him square in the face.

Pulling the rags from her face and stomach, Selene glared at Drako with her piercing dark emerald eyes. She formed her arms into an ‘S’ shape, with one hand over her head and the other at her belly button, she snapped her fingers. Selene was gone, she had disappeared from his sight, only to reappear behind him. She tackled him to the ground, pinning him to the floor, “You be nice” her hair hung to one side of her face “or I’ll have to get mean myself” She couldn’t help to have a huge grin across her face.