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 Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 6:58 pm
In a deserted area in the middle of nowhere, there was a small quaint Tavern, with, in large bright red lettering, the words Dead End over the door. It is surrounded by trees and plantlife, flowers and wildlife everywhere. Slowly the door seems to creep towards you as you walk closer.
You find it is quite pleasent when you first walk in, there is a fresh scent of delightful things. The wooden floor that you step over creaks slightly as your feet walk across it. There is a clear but seemingly dim light that eminated from around the room. There was a bar in the far corner of the first room, clean bottles scattered about on the shelves and the tables.
Over in the other direction you see a set of stairs, one ledding up, to the next floor, the other down into deep darkness.
All in all this seems like a nice place to rest...maybe you would stay here for a while...
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 9:09 am
Entering this strange and deserted building, a tall man of about six foot four inches looked around and snorted in an almost contempuous manner. This place was dingy at best, but he might as well stay. There wasnt anywhere else in sight and he hadnt even seen a bed in days.
Shaking his head as he looked around the man began to wonder if there was even anyone here. Since he didn't see anyone at the moment, however, he decided he would help himself to one of the beverages behind the counter.
Walking behind the bar, the man ran his finger alone several bottles before spotting some yagermeister. With a grin he plucked that bottle from the shelf, found a shot glass and poured himself a shot. Downing the drink in one go, of course, the man sighed and smiled. "Ah. Now that's a good drink." His voice was deep, rich, and somehow soft, despite being as deep as it was.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:33 pm
Artix leaned against the door for a moment then took another to decide whether to set foot in the lowly place...His eyes twitched a bit from side to side..but noone had ever cared so niether did he.... With the thought in mind he pushed open the door and set his first step on the floor.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 11:14 am
Spes sat in the back corner of the room's roufe looking down on to the liveing. Feeling almost envyist of there freedom and spark of life that it was his job to take from them. He remaned unseen his nine year old body waited in the shadows of the underworld . He giggled as he waited for some time watching and waiting for the one that he found souted to fallow under him. Something that sadistick and carefree was going to be hard to find in the land of the liveing, but if there was a place it was here where the scoum of the unaverse dweled.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 12:55 pm
A Tall Bulk hooded man walked through the door and up to the bar.
"Can I have a Guines pleas"
He places a block of gold on the table
"Dont wory about giving me any change"
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