The Den(Open)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: Azureness on June 08, 2009, 10:35:06 pm</h2>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2009, 10:35:06 pm</strong>
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				&nbsp; The Den is simply a large bar like setting that is located in the middle of a dark frothy forest.&nbsp; The bar is on the first floor, storage is on the lower level, and private rooms and suites are on the top.&nbsp; Feel free to add in scenery as you go along.<br><br>Character-<br>Name- Suzaku<br>Gender- Female<br>Occupation- The Den's Owner<br><br><span style="font-size: 1em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><br><br></span></span><div align="center">The front double doors openned as a posh shadow walked into the bar.&nbsp; A beautiful voluptuous lady in her twenties walked out of the shadow in the dim light shaking out her deep auburn hair.&nbsp; She pulled her arms up into the air stretching as her back arched, and fingers stuck out.<br><br>The woman had no need to be cautious looking around like she knew the place.&nbsp; She walked up to the lit fire place gazing at the utensils.&nbsp; Picking up a large iron poker she tickled at the wood some seemingly bored.&nbsp; She sighed putting it back.&nbsp; She sat indian style on the bear skin rug in front of it.&nbsp; Her thong and rear poked out of her skin tight jeans a little bit.&nbsp; The skin that was visible glimmered in the light of the flickering fires.<br><br>She quickly cracked her neck to the side before hearing someone approach her from behind.&nbsp; Turning her head she noted one of the bar tenders on duty. "Oh Hello..." she said with a friendly smile on her face.<br><br>"Miss Suzaku... you look awfully beautiful tonight." The man said with a keen smile. "I brought you your usual red wine."<br><br>Suzaku was awe struck by his glimmering eyes. "Why thank you!" she smiled reaching up to take the glass from him.<br><br>"If you need anything else let me know." he turned away to return back to the bar area. "I have some cleaning to do right now.&nbsp; There was a small fight earlier."<br><br>"Alright..." Suzaku smiled sipping the wine while she looked back at the fire that brought out the color of her deep red blouse.&nbsp; She noticed that no one but her and the two bar tenders occupied the bar at the moment.&nbsp; She didn't seem to mind the quiet every now and then.<br><br>The fire seemed to be very calming on such a stormy night.&nbsp; Everyone inside could hear crashing of thunder and rain patting the roof and windows; wind whistling across the thin glass.&nbsp; It comforted her.&nbsp; <br><br>She continued to just sip on her wine wondering if anyone would come for a drink or a stay on this lonely kind of night. </div> [/color][/font][/size]
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2009, 10:57:03 pm</strong>
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				Character-Sendri<br>Gender- appears male<br>Occupation- Bard/entertainer<br><br>Sen walks into the bar and motioned for the attention of the tender. Looking about he found a beautifully curvy lady and all too much silence about the room. The silence made him bring out his lyre and begin tuning it absent-mindedly while the voluptuous lady kept most of his attention. He wasn't attracted to thin, fragile females, so finding one with generous curves pleased him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>The Den</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2009, 11:12:25 pm</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;Suzaku decided to get up after taking in the warmth.&nbsp; She had been out in the storm for a bit too long and felt a little shivery.&nbsp; She walked over to the bar with her glass of wine and sat down at a stool looking to the person who had just walked in.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;She took another sip of her wine and found herself at the last drop. "Oh no..." she set the glass down twiddling her finger and then looked back to the man.&nbsp; "Oh hello,&nbsp; I haven't seen you here before." she twirled her hair with two fingers looking at him with her bright yellow eyes.&nbsp; "Im Suzaku...&nbsp; This here is basically my big friendly home which is open to the public."&nbsp; She smiled hinting at the bartender to get her another glass while he waxed the bar top.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2009, 11:34:24 pm</strong>
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				Sen grinned at the lady and picked up his own glass of wine that the barkeep had poured him. "Pleasure to meet you, Lady Suzaku. Your fine home and beautiful face are a welcome site on a weary road." He began walking toward her. <br><br>"My name is Sendri. A traveler, an entertainer. May I play you a song?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 09, 2009, 10:56:22 pm</strong>
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				Character-<br>Name- Raven<br>Gender- Female<br>Occupation- Traveler.<br><br>Raven shook the hood of the long cloak as she cleared the doorway of the tavern. She saw the smoke floating out of the taverns chimney and assumed there must be food and drink inside. She pushed her glasses upon the top of her nose and saw two other people in the bar. She strode up to it and nodded to the two. "Do you know whom I'd ask to get a drink and some food?" She shivered slightly under the cloak. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 09, 2009, 11:05:29 pm</strong>
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				Sen turned to regard the new arrival. "Oh! Dear lady! You're shivering...." he shook his head. "Please, have a seat by the fire and I'll fetch you some food and drink. A-what would you prefer?" the beautiful man asked, taking a bow and laying his lyre on a nearby table. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 01:03:57 am</strong>
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				Character: Adalyn<br>Gender: Female<br>Occupation: wanderer<br><br>Lyn walks into the den, wondering if anyones up for being her drinking partner. She has dark brown hair, green eyes and wears a purple cloak. She shakes off her hood and heads to the bar and sits on a stool. She pays no attention to the people around her. she orders a tankard and drinks. She glances sideways her surroundings, there are three other people in the bar besides herself, she smiles and turns her gaze back to her drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 01:10:31 am</strong>
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				Sen brought over a plate of cheese for the lady Raven to munch on until she decided what to order then returned the smile at the newcomer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 01:17:54 am</strong>
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				Lyn notices a smile from the man serving the woman who came before her. She shyly smiles back, and drinks from her tankard. Not wanting to be seen&nbsp; or noticed really, she pulls her hood over her head again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 01:58:22 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven looked at the plate set before her and sighed contently. She could live forever off of cheese. But she wouldn't tonight. She saw another woman come in and sit with her hood covering her features. Raven took off her cloak to reveal a dark red short sleeved shirt and long slimming black pants. She hung her cloak on the wall near the fire, hoping it would dry before she had to leave again. She reached under the bar and grabbed a tankard filling it with ale, taking a long pull off of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 12:39:29 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sen watched as Raven made herself comfortable while he finished his wine. The room was quiet, way to much for Sendri's liking and so he had to do something about it. Crossing over to the table, he picked up his lute and began to play a lively tune, hoping it would brighten everyone's mood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 03:57:20 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyn turns hearing the man on the lute, she smiles. It was beautiful, she herself could not play music, but could sing. She watches him in amazement. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 04:20:32 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sendri turned to her and raised his eyebrows before saying, "Requests?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 04:30:50 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She shakes her head. "I could never request such beauty." She smiles at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 04:40:45 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sen grinned back at the lovely girl. "I am at your service." he bowed. "My purpose is to entertain. Is there not anything you would wish for?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 04:42:57 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushes. "I'm not one to oppose on anyone, but if i must, I would care for some company." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 04:46:26 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would love to to keep you company!" he said, delighted. "I do not get much companionship on the road, I must admit. So I crave for conversation and the smile of a friend."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 05:03:52 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyn walks over to where Sen is seated. "I'm Adalyn, but you can call me Lyn. I'm sorry you travel alone, but I know how it feels, I don't get much company either. May I sit with you?<br>"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 05:22:20 pm</strong>
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				"Certainly." He replied, motioning to a seat near him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 05:25:44 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lyn sat down in a seat next to Sen. "So why exactly are you here, if your usually traveling?" She looks at Sen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 05:30:47 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I needed a place to rest my weary bones..." he responded, laughing. "And I did have a need for some company. Generally, I go from town to town, making what money I can through my performances. My wallet is fairly full at the moment, though, since I've just finished a performance at a rather large wedding reception."<br><br>He stopped strumming for a moment to grab another sip of his wine. 'How about you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 11:40:26 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven had listened quietly to the bard as he performed. She had always enjoyed a good tune when it was played. She scrounged into her pouch and pulled out a few pieces of currency she had recently picked up. She walked up to the bard and set the money in front of him. "You played beautifully." She said as she returned to her seat. She didn't want to interupt the conversation he had been having with the other woman in the tavern, so she quietly poured herself another mug of ale. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 10, 2009, 11:45:33 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sen appreciated her generosity but wondered why she kept to herself so much. Not wanting to be rude to Lyn and walk away, he instead invited Raven to join them. "Pardon me, miss, would you like to join our table? We're both weary from the road and in need of conversation. How about you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:06:58 am</strong>
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				Raven looked and smiled to Sen. She stood up and nodded. "Indeed I would. I just did not want to but into a private conversation." Raven hated rude people. So she prided herself for her manners, even if sometimes she came off as introverted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:10:23 am</strong>
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				Sen looked at Lyn and smiled. "Its not private yet. I'm afraid we know little more than each other's names at this point. Ah.. speaking of which, My name is Sendri. May I have yours?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:13:41 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven held out her hand with a smile, "What an interesting name, may I ask where it originates? You were playing nicely earlier I didn't know if you were the Bard that played here regularly or not. And I am Raven." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:25:09 am</strong>
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				He took her hand gently with both of his own, bent and laid his lips softly upon her fingers. "Hmm...." He responded before sitting up again. "I don't rightly know. My parents might have just made it up. It sounds mid-eastern, though, so it might be from my father's side of the family." He sat back looking thoughtfully for a moment, his hand on his chin. "Huh.... Surprised I never thought about it much before."<br><br>"Oh, please." He stood and motioned to another chair. "Sit." He pulled it out for her. "I don't play here often, this would be my first time actually."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:38:28 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched as Sen thought and laughed quietly and then nodded, accepting the seat. She crossed one leg underneath her as she sat, leaning back; "Well its a better time than never to think about it, correct?" She smirked.<br><br>"How long have you been playing?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:47:45 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, years and years..." he responded, taking his seat again. "Its become a habit." He laughed. "Do you play at all?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:53:42 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven laughed hard, "One would hope all the listening I've done over the years it would be something I'd pick up in my travels, but sadly, no, you wouldn't want me to go near the lute." She drank more ale.<br><br>"My mother did teach me a few songs on a piano, however I don't think I could pick the notes out on the keys anymore."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 01:22:08 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lovely" he responded. "I think all children should learn music at one point. Although, on your point - I picked up the waltz when I was 10. Can't remember more than 2 steps now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 01:30:59 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven giggled, "The waltz, why would you have thought that was a good idea to learn when you were ten?" She pushed her hair out of her eyes as it fell into her face with her laughs. "You could always teach me those two steps, and hope you would remember the rest?" She asked and sighed. <br><br>"But it might be hard to ask you to play the music and dance with me." She smirked at the thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 01:35:56 am</strong>
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				"My parents were both musicians as well. We traveled around and performed mainly at formal events. I saw my parents dancing the waltz one day and thought that it might be fun to try it out." he shrugged. "Ah, yes. If only we had some more music to guide our feet. It <em>is</em> a bit difficult to dance without it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 12:15:47 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven nodded, "Did you ever go tired of seeing all the formal dresses or events? I am unsure if I could ever stand seeing any of those events. Royalty and I do not get along." She smirked, "I do love to travel however, have you ever gotten to tired to keep going, and wish to find one place to rest?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 01:44:03 pm</strong>
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				"I don't mind formal events all together but the entire job does get tiring after a while." he chuckled at her last question. "Yes. A few times I was so tied that I had to pause to sleep near the road. Its not a problem for me... unless it rains."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erus</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 03:43:47 pm</strong>
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				Character-<br>Name- Garrison<br>Gender- male<br>Occupation- Man at arms<br><br>Garrison stepped into the Den out of the damp and dark of the outside. The flickering light of the fire disrupted his vision upon his entry and he stood there inside the doorway waiting for his eyes to adjust.<br><br>Garrison wore a heavy leather rain coat which he pulled off and hung on a hook by the door as soon as his vision allowed it. Garrison was tall (over six feet) and muscular, but his tummy displayed a bit of a protuberance that was evidence of his advancing age. His hair was salt and pepper black and gray as was his beard. His hair was worn long and pulled back into a ponytail.&nbsp; His beard and mustache were kept neat and short. He wore heavy leather adventurers clothes, the equivalent of light armor. A sword hung from a belt at his side which he promptly removed and placed by the door next to his coat.<br><br>He steps slowly into the room like he did any new place giving himself a chance to evaluate the space and for the space to evaluate him.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 11, 2009, 04:05:14 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sen noticed the new entry and raised his glass and nodded in greeting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EmbersOfShay</strong> on <strong>June 12, 2009, 12:12:12 am</strong>
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				(Sorry to interrupt, but I was denied for a little while because of a mixup and now I'm approved, but it seems I've missed a lot. Care if I sit this one out?)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 12, 2009, 12:48:50 am</strong>
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				"That is true, sleeping outside and getting caught in a storm is no fun at all. It has also happened to me a few times as well." Raven chuckled as the door swung open and a new arrival entered the room. She watched Sen raise his glass, and followed him with the same gesture.<br><br>"Have you seen any one of high noble birth in your performances?" She asked as she returned to her conversation.<br><br>((Shay I think you can pop back in at any moment. It wouldn't be to weird. But if you want to sit out, thats fine.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 12, 2009, 12:07:41 pm</strong>
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				Sendri shrugged his shoulders. "Eh.. I can't really say if I have. Probably as a child I did, but I haven't really been playing the "big crowds" since I left my parents and struck out on my own."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erus</strong> on <strong>June 12, 2009, 02:13:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Garrison nodded to the bard and his company. Returning the kind greeting. He then approached the bar and sat down ordering a pint.<br><br>He looked around the bar and noticed that it seemed mostly empty, but that staff were busy straightening and cleaning what looked to be the after effects of a fight or other commotion.<br><br>"It looks like I came in a little late." Garrison comments idly as he accepts his brew.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 09:55:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swivels in her chair taking a sip from her freshly poured glass of wine.&nbsp; She snapped out of some strange mist of confusion and noticed more people scampering about.&nbsp; "Holy carpe!" she looked over the bar.&nbsp; "Umm how long was I out for?" she asked the man waxing the bar.<br><br>"A couple of hours m'lady..." he responded.<br><br>"What!&nbsp; Maybe I should go upstairs and rest for a bit." she seemed ill shaking her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:07:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sen noticed the tavern owner swaying a little on her feet. "Excuse me for a moment, would you?" he asked of his tablemates before walking over to the owner. <br><br>"Are you all right, Lady Suzaku?" he asked, bending down to look her in the eyes and placing a hand on one of her shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:23:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt a warm hand reach out for her shoulder feeling a familiar presence.&nbsp; "Oh hello again." she smiled reaching for her glass.&nbsp; "I will be okay.&nbsp; I think I just passed out for a bit." she shook out her hair for a moment.&nbsp; "Has the storm settled down at all?" she could hear wind whistling a little but not anywhere near as much as before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erus</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:26:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Garrison turned abruptly as he heard the bard inquire as to the health of the tavern owner. He sprung to his feet and approached them both. <br><br>"Lady Suzaku?" did you say? Garrison asked a look of concern on his face. <br><br>"Lady Suzaku..." he repeats. "I know that name." he says, this time more to himself then to the bard. He scrutinizes the bar owner carefully as he tries to remember. "I know that name."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:32:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven looked at the group idly and sipped her drink some more. The ale had gotten slightly warm and bitter to taste, however she did not mind it enough to ask for more, yet. <br><br>She hadn't noticed the tavern owner when she had entered, but was happy to see that she was upright and speaking. Raven stood up and walked over to the group, not trying to be anti-social, but seriously lacking of an idea of what to say.<br><br>"The storm has not let up sadly. The wind is still cold and biting as before."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:35:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turned back looking to the person that approached them.&nbsp; "That would be me.&nbsp; I am the owner here.&nbsp; I was once a wanderer but I was tired of surviving and fighting so I built this home of mine.&nbsp; All travelers are welcome.&nbsp; Come take a seat at the bar." she smacked the counter lightly flinging her hair back to face the bar tender.&nbsp; "You may pour a round."<br><br>"Certainly my dear..." The bar tender offered the man a draft and poured enough for everyone else in the tavern.<br><br>"So where are you from?" she said curiously.<br><br>Suzaku seemed upset that the storm hadn't ended yet but it seemed to storm a lot there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:41:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sendri was pleased to see that the tavern matron was well and he nodded as he stood straight again. "The storm...." he looked longingly out a small window nearby. "It looks like I won't be leaving this evening. Tell me, Lady Suzaku, do you rent rooms here at all?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erus</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:46:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Garrison looked confused as he tried to place Suzaku's face. "I don't know." <br><br>He answered her in earnest. "Honestly it seems I have been a traveler on the road for so long that I have forgotten the very reason I travel." He tries to explain as he takes a deep swallow from his pint.<br><br>"And you must forgive me, but I have this feeling that I have forgotten you." Garrison says in a tone of exasperation. Finally taking a deep breath and releasing a long sigh.<br><br>"I am sorry. I shouldn't stare. I don't mean to be rude."<br><br>Garrison attempts a smile and offers his hand. "I'm Garrison." he says simply.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:53:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven accepted the new pint from the bar tender and took a few long slow drinks from it. She looked at Sen, "I figured if she did not have rooms, I would simply sleep by the fire, it would be nicer than sleeping out in the storm."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 10:54:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center">She wondered when someone would ask.&nbsp; She smiled "There are 13 suites here all of them have one king size bed, a four person bath tub which is seperate from the actual bathroom.&nbsp; The bathroom has a standing shower.&nbsp; All of the rooms have open bars in the bedroom area and a seperate room attached with a aroma therapy hot spring.&nbsp; There are also other things here to do.&nbsp; Down the hall near the fire place there is a game room on the right.&nbsp; There is a pool table and a sand pit for horse shoes.&nbsp; On the left there is a public hot spring.&nbsp; There of course are already towels an such available there."&nbsp; she continued.&nbsp; "I built this facility myself so I just like to share it with others so it is free unless there are damages done."<br><br>She looked to Garrison as he sat down. "I don't mind.&nbsp; You really are not staring that much anyways."&nbsp; She took Garrisons hand shake nodding to him.<br><br>"Oh and I forgot to clear something up, no one can have room 13 because that is my special domain." she giggled secretively.</div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:03:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True, true..." Sen nodded in response to Raven before shaking his head suddenly, eyes bulging out at Suzaku's words.<br><br>"Four-person bath tub?! Why on earth would - " he stopped himself, shaking his head and preferring to stop thinking where his mind was taking him. But when she went on, his mouth dropped at the sound of the opulent suite. <em>"Aroma therapy hot spring... wow"</em> he thought to himself. "Oh, wait a minute. This sounds far too much - I could not impede on your hospitality like that. Please, you must allow me to give you some sort of compensation." he said, attempting to look both charming and humbled at the same time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:09:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven whistled in appreciation of the list of accommodations that Suzaku had rambled off. When she had heard of a bathtub her bones began to scream with anticipation because she had not had a warm bath in sometime. She had been bathing in the nearby river and lakes as she went on her travels. She could see herself staying here for a long while. She dug in the small satchel she carried on her hip and felt for the coins that rattled around, <em>those should keep me here not to overstay my welcome...</em> she thought as she laughed at Sen's facial expression as his mind must have wandered to places not quite angelic. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:13:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"After a while of staying at other places that I just enjoyed having room when I am taking a bath,&nbsp; It is so much more relaxing." she laughed.&nbsp; "If you insist on leaving something give it to the bar tender and he will put it away.&nbsp; It wouldn't really matter what though."&nbsp; You can make arrangements with me whenever you like and I will show you to a room when you are ready. "Did I mention they were themed." she began to laugh.<br><br>"I actually wouldn't mind some permanent stays, it gets lonely here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:16:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven arched an eyebrow at the mention of themed rooms, "May I ask what they are themed? And as a traveler myself, I understand the need for a large tub. I am used to bathing in the lake water, so any warmth is greatly appreciated!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:25:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she spoke, the thought of Raven bathing ran through Sen's head. He blushed and coughed and cleared it away as he snuck over to the bar tender to pass him a significant bunch of coins. <br><br>"Oh, poor Lady Suzaku. Lonely?" he asked over his shoulder before turning about to walk back to her. "You don't get many visitors, I take it?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:26:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let me see... I have to grab the list." She pulls a small list out of her pocket reading the contents. "Stargazing, Harem, As Dark as Night, Waterfalls, Vampires Dream, Romance, Dance Party, Cemetary, Rose Garden, Flower Haven, On the Beach, and Medeival." she winked continuing. "I will use one of the rooms as an example.&nbsp; In On the Beach the Hot spring has all the features to look like a little beach oasis including sand and palm trees.&nbsp; The bar is an island style, and it is an island style room with the walls and paintings of beaches.&nbsp; There is even a large fish tank with all sorts of tropical fish in it.&nbsp; It is very relaxing.&nbsp; They are all very different."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:31:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven quickly followed Sen's suit and tossed the bar tender a stack of coins, smiling, "I'm liking the sound of this place more and more." She caught Sen blushing and smiled coyly. <br><br>"I can only imagine what your own suite must look like, if you've taken the time to make each public room so special." She winked with a smile. "If it isn't too much of a trouble I'd like to take the waterfalls room, for a while. I'm not sure how long my stay will be here. You don't make a girl want to leave, that's for sure!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:36:50 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She ruffles through the keys. "Room number 8 is waterfalls." she takes a large skeleton key off of the ring handing it to Raven.&nbsp; "You will love it... lets just say your hot spring is constantly flowing." she giggled.&nbsp; "I could stay in the hot springs here all day every day.&nbsp; Let me make sure I mark down that it is taken." she pulled out a notebook writing something down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:40:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raven accepted the key and smiled largely. "I was hoping the spring would always be fresh and warm. You know how to treat your guests graciously. How long ago did you settle down? I'm beginning to wonder if I should do the same."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:45:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She really liked Raven, she could tell thing about people by their choice of room.&nbsp; This was one of the reasons she decided to theme them.&nbsp; The waterfall room was by far one of the most relaxing looking rooms.&nbsp; She was curious about this girls background.&nbsp; She smiled to her putting her notes and keys back into her pocket.&nbsp; <br><br>"This place isn't more than a year old." she seemed proud of it.&nbsp; "Feel free to stay as long as you like.&nbsp; You are welcome to visit me if I am not down here or come down and have some fun when you like.... or go out in the storm of course." she laughed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 14, 2009, 11:56:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yeah, the storm is one of the reasons I stopped in here, so really I don't think I'll be going willingly back into it." She winked with a giggle. She greatly enjoyed stumbling upon this place. <br><br>"And I'm semi social anyway, you'll see me down here, or in the game room most likely. I usually would make my money traveling to taverns and swindling people out of money with games of chance. But do not worry, I will not swindle any patron here." She said truthfully. She remembered many times being tossed out of bars after being caught, and without any money, but sometimes she was able to enter and leave without be caught. "However, if they wager something, I don't think I'll let them win either." She smirked as she took a drink of ale. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 12:06:51 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sen just stood with his mouth agape while his hostess rumbled off the list of themes. "My, my... you're quite creative." he said after Raven had received her keys. "If it isn't too much trouble I think I'd prefer to try your Stargazing room. It sounds delightful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 12:12:07 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sen, I think that would be my second choice, so I'm glad I left it for you." Raven winked "It would be nice to see that room, but however I think I'm going to go relax in my hot spring." She finished her ale and ascended to her room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 12:34:51 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well.... you <em>can</em> come visit." he called as she walked away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 04:52:55 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know if I saw that one coming..." she grinned. "The stargazing room is one of my favorites." she pulled out her key ring going through the keys.<br><br>Suzaku was having difficulties finding the right key and went behind the bar pulling out a mysterious black box.&nbsp; She took a small key from her pocket and used it to unlock the box.&nbsp; She lifted a large key, it seemed to weigh 5 pounds.&nbsp; "I almost forgot this is the heavy key,&nbsp; well you won't have problems losing it." she handed him the key with two hands. "Enjoy your stay."<br><br>She waved to Raven as she went up to enjoy her room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 04:56:09 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suzaku urked "Oops I forgot to mention that Stargazing is room 4,&nbsp; The number is engraved on the key if you forget."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 01:04:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sendri grinned at the tavern's owner and bolted up the stars to check out his room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 08:11:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Suzaku figured that while everyone else was upstairs she would go as well and put on her yukata robe and then go relax in the public hot spring.&nbsp; She tapped up the stairs and walked down to the end of the hall where her room was.&nbsp; She unlocked the door stepping onto cherry red floor paneling.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; She moved to her closet taking out the yukata to set it on the bed.&nbsp; She then went to her dresser grabbing her white fringed bikini.&nbsp; She quickly changed her clothes putting on the bikini and then wrapping herself in her white yukata with a gold obi.&nbsp; After she slid on a pair of wooden sandals she headed downstairs walking past the fire place to get to the spring.<br>&nbsp; Surrounding the spring was the traditional cherry wood panels and around that was a garden of blue roses and moon flowers.&nbsp; The ceiling was a glass dome on nice days but was electronically closed on stormy days like today.&nbsp; Instead the ceiling was a moonlit display of a starry night sky.&nbsp; She picked up a towel on the way in setting it near the waters edge.<br>&nbsp; Before she got in she had to go over to one of the park lounge benches where she could remove her yukata.&nbsp; She unraveled her obi and yukata folding it neatly.&nbsp; She set it on the bench revealing her bikini and then slowly lowered herself into the water where her towel was sitting.<br>&nbsp; The bartender brought her in a glass of red wine setting it so it was in reachable distance.&nbsp; She put her head back against the towel watching the twinkling ceiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 08:16:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Just in case anyone is interested I will probably put a second version of The Den in one of the Adult forums once we are more socialized here.&nbsp; It will be open there as well which means anyone can come in.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azureness</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 08:34:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 2.65em;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; ( OCCOk.&nbsp; The Den has been moved to 'Light: Exotic Small Groups' but will continue here for people who are still being introduced )</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 08:56:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((So uh... should I post there, picking up where we left off?))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>June 15, 2009, 09:10:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(apparently, yes)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RSQ3000</strong> on <strong>July 04, 2009, 06:06:10 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(So this would be the den for users who have not been approved yet ?)<br><br>Character<br>Gender: young male<br>Occupation: Son of a local noble.<br><br>A new patron had arrived. He was a young but handsome guy. He seemed a little clumsy, almost as if he was lost.<br>He was dressed in exquisite fashion and had sought shelter in this terrifying storm.<br>With him he had brought a person who could possibly be his younger sister.<br>Both of them had nonchalant looks in their eyes and were observing the bar as if they tried to find out if it was even save to come in here.<br><br>"What kind of bar is this ? There's no one here !?" the young guy thought by himself.<br><br>He had build up some excitement coming here, but to find an empty bar was not something he had expected.<br>He took his younger sister by the hand and approached the barkeeper.<br><br>"I'd like one ale and one glass of white wine."<br><br>"Do you mean, an ale for you and wine for the little miss ? I could not allow that, she is most likely underage."<br><br>The young girl put up a bothered face and mumbled something to his brother.<br>After this, the boy hinted the barkeep to discuss something private in his ear, even when no one else was around.<br><br>"Mister, she's my twin sister. She has reached the same age as I do."<br><br>The barkeeper doubtfully watched the face of the young girl who had transformed into a bright and youthful looking girl.<br>The barkeeper sighed and gave the little girl a glass of milk and a strawberry, which she appreciated with joy.<br><br>They went to sit down in the couch near the fire place and warmed them selves up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>July 04, 2009, 01:34:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sendri (http://achen089.deviantart.com/art/Xandar-the-Elf-47483380) had entered the room soon after the new arrivals ordered their drinks. He leaned against the door frame for a few moments and observed the two before walking over to introduce himself.<br><br>He held his robe together and bowed before them. "Good evening. My name is Sendri, a traveler and guest at The Den, much like yourselves. The lady Suzaku should be around, she owns this fantastic place. I'll introduce her when she returns here." <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RSQ3000</strong> on <strong>July 04, 2009, 03:47:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young guy was surprised by the introduction of this person named "Sendri", and politely stood up to offer him a handshake.<br><br>"I am Simon, and this is my twin-sister Rosanna. Much of a pleasure to meet you.<br>It is indeed a fantastic place, although it would be even better if the den was a little more populated at a time like this.<br>I'll be thankful for being introduced and making acquaintance with the owner of this place, thank you very much."<br><br>Rosanna spoke softly in Simon's ear while observing the man in front of them.<br>They laughed and then Simon spoke:<br><br>"Rosanna told me that you must be a kindhearted man. She has great talent in reading ones character.<br>She also says that you have been given extraordinary talent as a musician and poet."<br><br>(thank you for helping this storyline up and running again&nbsp; ;))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>July 04, 2009, 05:17:16 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, thank you!" Sen said jovially, with a little blush. <br><br>He took a chair from a nearby table and sat down by them. "Well, this place is a bit out of the way, otherwise I'm sure that more people would be here." He paused for a moment to listen to the sound of the rain pelting the door.<br><br>"All in all, you couldn't ask for a better place to wait out the storm. They have glorious food and just about anything you could think of to relax or have fun. Near the center there's a public hot spring and sauna. There's a game room right around the corner as well. This bar area is only one part of the whole. When I first found out about it all, I was amazed!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jasmine06</strong> on <strong>July 18, 2009, 07:38:32 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'd love to play but won't be online again for a few hours, will post a quick intro anyway
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jasmine06</strong> on <strong>July 18, 2009, 07:48:15 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(hope I'm doing this right)<br>Character - Kharissa<br>gender -female<br>occupation - lady<br>A young woman flings open the door and looks round fearfully, panting for breath. She is wearing a wedding dress which is torn and muddied. Her legs are scratched and there are leaves and twigs in her long jet black hair. <br>"Please" she begs, "help me. He mustn't find me."<br>She collapses on the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>July 18, 2009, 12:47:23 pm</strong>
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				Sendri abruptly stopped talking to Simon abruptly as the strange bride entered the bar area. He ran to her and helped her inside, shutting the door against the raging storm. <br><br>"Who? What's going on, Miss?" he asked, his face serious and his brow furrowed. He helped her over to a chair and did a once-over to assess her condition. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jasmine06</strong> on <strong>July 18, 2009, 05:53:57 pm</strong>
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				She seemed to relax slightly as she saw only friendly and concerned faces. Someone handed her a cup of mulled wine, and she sipped it gratefully. <br><br>"My name is Kharissa and I come from the other side of the forest," she began when she could get her breath back.<br><br>"I was supposed to be married today to Aslan, the lord of the dark lands." She gave a shiver. "My parents are dead, and my cousin, who is my guardian, promised the marriage would be in name only, to stop the feuding. That was the only reason I agreed." She paused and looked embarrassed. <br><br>"I've never been with a man before and I would never...with a stranger. I'm saving myself for true love."<br><br>Reassured by the sympathetic glances, she continued. "Last night the wedding guests arrived. I hadn't met my bridegroom, I still haven't. I don't know much about him apart from the fact he has long dark hair, golden eyes like a tiger, and is supposed to be very good looking. He hasn't been here has he?"<br><br>The bartender shook his head, and the young woman began to relax more.<br><br>"I was just preparing for bed when a woman knocked on the door to my bedchamber. She said she was making sure I was aware of what she called my 'wifely duties'. I told her she must be making a mistake, that the marriage was in name only and that all he wanted was my dowry. She said that I was the one who was mistaken, that he had seen me from a distance and had talked of nothing else, and that my cousin wanted me married off so her own children could inherit my parents castle and lands. I asked her to explain to Aslan, to tell him he was welcome to my dowry but to please not dishonour me."<br><br>She paused again. "This morning the she said he she had spoken to him and he had laughed and said that once we were married I was his to do as he wanted with." With shaking hands, she took a long sip of the mulled wine.<br><br>"So I pretended to agree. I asked if I could be alone in the wedding carriage, to come to terms with everything. I waited until it had slowed down for some cattle, then I jumped out and ran through the forest. And here I am. I don't want to get anyone into trouble, I'll leave first thing in the morning, but if I could just have a room for the night and some fresh clothes. I can pay for everything."<br><br>Exhausted by her ordeal, she&nbsp; leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jilorbb</strong> on <strong>July 18, 2009, 10:11:47 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sen frowned at her tale and shook his head. "Dear me... I don't even know what to say to it all.. It seems like this storm is raining misery upon everyone in the area." He trailed off for a moment, still shaking his head.<br><br>"Miss Suzaku owns this place. Its called 'The Den' she's extremely generous and caring. I'll speak to her and see if we can put you in one of the rooms. She's given the lot of us a room and run of the facilities. Please, let the tender know if you are hungry and I'll return after speaking to her." He motioned toward the bar and gave a little bow to excuse himself but waited to see if she had anything to say before he left.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sora</strong> on <strong>July 22, 2009, 01:39:26 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Character- Raina<br>Gender- female<br>Occupation- adventurer <br><br>A bell tinkled overhead and she closed the door behind her, lowering the hood of her cloak to reveal a delicate face framed by ebony hair and encrusted with fierce, emerald eyes.<br><br>The other patrons immediately struck her as odd. For one thing, a very disheveled woman in what should have been an immaculate, white dress swooned in their center. <br><br>Her head tilted to the side, brow knit in confusion. "Oh, lovely!" she guessed, attempting to ask a question and be enthusiastic at the same time, "A...wedding...?" She waited hopefully, her baffled wonderment freezing her to the spot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Russell</strong> on <strong>July 22, 2009, 08:50:15 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Russell opened the door, slowly and shakily. "That was a bad one..." He said looking around at the room, the various punters continued to drink; oblivious to his presence. Russell wasn't massive at 6'2 and although he was strong and fit he wasn't as defined as what some might call a hunk. Glad to be in the warm though he flashed a white smile as his crystal blue eyes glanced longingly at a plate as it was placed before a punter, the food (whatever it was, looked like chicken) was glistening and steamed happily. Russel placed his pack and coat by the door, swept his hand through his long silver hair to brush out the dry twigs and leaves, then took a deep breath to compose himself. He approached the bar...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Den(Open)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beautiful Poison</strong> on <strong>September 05, 2009, 08:14:46 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Character - Silvarie<br>Gender - Female<br>Occupation - Priestest and Apothecary<br><br><br>A woman shouldered the doors of the Den open, quickly making her way inside. She was young, maybe in her mid twenties. Her features were clearly elven in nature, but the long, pointy ears of her kind were not to be seen, hidden behind sheets of pale blond hair perhaps. She wore simple jewelry on her person. Small pear-shaped jade earrings and a silver locket in the shape of a book. What she lacked in bust, she more than made up for with hips. This caused her robes to fit somewhat oddly around her curves. Wearing simple cloth robes of white, edged in blue that clung to the outside of her arms, leaving her slender shoulders bare. Her hands were stained various shades of green, and her nails were almost frightfully dirty.&nbsp; The belt about her hips carried several objects. Small leather pouches tied shut. Some carried bottles but the contents of the rest were unknown. Two daggers were also present, one on each side, and a small, leather bound book bounced against the left side of her bottom as she walked. <br><br>Startlingly green eyes would flicker around the unfamiliar tavern before heading over to an empty table, carefully moving the book before she sat down with a low, grateful grunt. She instantly folded her arms across the table before bowing her head, resting it atop them. <br><br>"Exhausting. Why are those stupid plants have to grow on the TOP of the mountain?" She complains to herself, musing outloud.&nbsp; <br><br>Lifting her head again as she rubbed her neck, she turned her attention to the many patrons that were going about their business inside. She had been in the middle of wondering what sorts of people were about her when a loud rumbling issued from her stomach. Wrapping both hands about her middle, and looking embarrassed, she turned her head this way and that to see about ordering some food. <br>
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