a small building carried the innocent appearence of a cafe. windows dance across the soild foundation letting in more natural light than the signature single candle kept in the far corner. the hidden aura about the place's scarred door, smelled of vampires. this place was onced owned by a vampire named Kala, who was killed by a vampire hunter, no one knows who owns it now since Kala died. when you walk inside, behind the counter is an old unwillingly changed vampire cleaning a glass with a rag pure white in colour.
'Lead us not into temptation'
~signature of the messanger of Ambrosia
Rose Red (under construction)
Built on the legend of the great house, Rose Red, is a place for artists, rpers, musicians and even writers to come and hang out
