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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:16 am
Welcome to the Nightsong Tavern. This old closed down bar in the desert wastelands provided a nice shelter for nightbreeds finding shelter to rest until sundown. Now, with a generous donor from an anonymous source, this run down hut has been renovated into a place where nightbreeds, and the occasional sun-walker, for example humans, come to either kill time, or shelter.
Background:
Due to its isolation, the tavern is a place where no laws reach. A few "guards" were hired in order to prevent any bar fights from burning the place down, and attracting the unwanted attention of a large group of sun-walkers; and potentially endangering all the species there. These "guards", of which there are only two, come from both the Vampire and Lycan races, showing openness to the tavern. The Vampire, Serissia, doesn't talk much, and hisses dangerously at anyone foolish enough to approach her. 'Dave', the Lycan, towers over everyone, standing a good 8 foot tall, yet will talk to anyone brave enough to put his size aside.
The purpose of the Nightsong Tavern was an attempt by a water elemental named Chidrol, was an attempt to bring the nightbreeds together, but in the early stages, served solely as an arena for rival packs, clans and races. Now, with the presence of guards, most are content to sit around, and have a drink or talk.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:18 am
Rules:
Besides the basic lot (1337 speak, godmodding, using other RPers characters without permission, etc.), you cannot force another person to either talk to you or fight you. If you attempt to, the "guards" will deal with you. Harshly.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:19 am
Meet the Owner and his "Guards"
Name: Chidrol Valtherium
Species: Water Elemental
Age: 72
Appearance: 
Personality: Unknown. He spends most of his time in the office, behind the bar, or just sitting in a corner. It's unknown if anyone has ever heard him talk since he came into existence
History: Very little is known about him. Rumours say that he owned the place before its very first closure, and lived in the run down building ever since. So far, no-one has been able to confirm or prove false on these claims, yet people still question it, seeing as he survived without any water to keep him alive; some even questioning if he actually is an elemental at all.... He seems to have connections with the two guards, and sometimes is seen teaching 'Dave' various things from mathematics and languages, to botany and anatomy.
Name: Serissia Helaris
Species: Vampire
Age: 30
Appearance: 
Personality: extremely hostile towards everyone except her fellow "guard" and Chidrol, her employer.
History: Converted to a vampire at the age of 19, Serissia spent most of her time stalking the desert dunes. She preyed upon all, race regardless, until she finally collapsed from dehydration and fatigue. Upon regaining consciousness, she found herself in a run-down tavern, an elemental sitting on the other side of the room, watching her silently and cautiously. A silent truce was made between the two, and Serissia was offered the ability to use the shelter when she needed it. She has never left the building since, except to hunt alongside 'Dave', who arrived a few weeks before she did.
Name: 'Dave'
Age: 42
Species: Lycan
Appearance: 
Personality: Very cheerful and optimistic. He enjoys a good chat, yet isn't the brightest, which comes across very often.
History: At a young age, 'Dave' became orphaned. The distress from the incident caused him to go half insane, and he roamed the streets, desperate for revenge. One night, at the age of 25, he found his first Lycan. The two fought for hours, until 'Dave' was finally defeated by his head being smashed against a brick wall. When the Lycan was going to kill him, a group of humans turned into the alleyway the fight had taken place. Upon awakening, 'Dave' found the Lycan had bitten him, transforming him into one of them. The smash on his head induced memory loss on a large scale: everything before the fight. He was left stranded on the streets; until he finally left the city in seek of refuge. Chidrol found 'Dave' close to death near a watering hole, and took him back to the tavern to rest. 'Dave' has never left the building, due to his new fondness of Chidrol, and the ability to learn.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 4:08 pm
Setting Post
The lonely building stands bold against it's harsh surounding; a refuge, and a meeting point. The elemental Chidrol stands in front of it, his two guards close behind him. A blank expression holds on Chidrol's face, whilst both Dave and Serissia look at the building, proud and happy. In Chidrol's hands is a sign, bearing a single word in the most fancy caligraphy. Slowly, Chidrol advances to the side of the building door, holding the sign out, before hanging it on a nail.
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