Tales Of Xernia: Midtown [IC]
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				Title: <strong>Tales Of Xernia: Midtown [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil Tanner</strong> on <strong>17-07-2021, 08:46:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Tales Of Xernia: Midtown [IC]</strong></span></span><br><br>(https://c.wallhere.com/photos/08/c8/fantasy_art_digital_town_people_Fantasy_Architecture_architecture_city_medieval-1744755.jpg!d)<br><br>The IC Thread for Midtown! The middle class of the Kingdom live in these bustling, lively streets; the roads are clean, the houses are well-constructed, the merchants pleasant and the people cheerful. This makes up the outermost inner-section of the city, sandwiched between the outer and middle walls. This is where most of the non-Mistype citizens in the city of Xernia live. The Xernian Guard has a strong presence here. Some key locations include:<br><br><em>The Harbour:</em> Technically not within the outer walls, the Harbour is where all ships visiting the city of Xernia make port. The crossroads of rivers the harbour sits on is - in some way - connected to all other waterways across the country. This is where most of the dockworkers, fishermen and Water Types spend most of their time, many of them living here, too. This is connected to Midtown via Dock Street.<br><br><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/71/2b/a3/712ba377fe8424ab79aaa38d9904aaf1.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/47/70/114770a58d45218f1f2be31d65fafc6b.jpg)</div><br><em>The Market:</em> Whilst stores and shops are scattered all throughout Midtown, the largest collection of markets, stalls and storefronts lies in the north of Midtown just inside the North Gate.&nbsp; <br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ed/5f/54/ed5f543bf267f71ee0507af879682464.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/15/18/f0/1518f0f87f280dd8e49a23b85690a1d1.jpg)<br><br><em>The Barracks:</em> The headquarters of The Xernian Guard, and the primary lodging place for members of the military stationed in The City of Xernia. <br><br>(https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/hostedimages/1467519357i/19601181._SX540_.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/43/5c/26/435c26bf2681742fd76a3da1de23fdc7.jpg)<br><br><em>The Sweet Kiss:</em> Lady Anna's more...reputable establishment.<br><br><em>The Lite Beacon:</em> Terra Joule's renowned and highly-respected inn. <br><br><hr><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Current IC Week Is:</strong></span><br><br><em>Sunday 25th August -- Saturday 31st August</em><br><br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Weather Forecast</strong></span><br><br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td></td><td><strong>Sunday 25th</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><strong>Monday 26th</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><strong>Tuesday 27th</strong></td><td><strong>Wednesday 28th</strong> </td><td><strong>Thursday 29th</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td><strong>Friday 30th</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; </td><td><strong>Saturday 31st</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Early Morning</strong><br><em>05:00 - 08:00</em></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/hKdjjF5/Thunderstorms-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Thunderstorms</strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Late Morning:</strong><br><em>08:00 - 11:00</em></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/hKdjjF5/Thunderstorms-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Thunderstorms</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/S0cYXQC/Showers-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Showers</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/tDmfb1R/Sunny-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Heatwave</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/hKdjjF5/Thunderstorms-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Thunderstorms</strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Noon</strong><br><em>11:00 - 13:00</em></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/hKdjjF5/Thunderstorms-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Thunderstorms</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/S0cYXQC/Showers-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Showers</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/tDmfb1R/Sunny-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Heatwave</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Early Afternoon</strong><br><em>13:00 - 15:30</em></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/hKdjjF5/Thunderstorms-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Thunderstorms</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/tDmfb1R/Sunny-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Heatwave</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Late Afternoon</strong><br><em>15:30 - 18:00</em></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/S0cYXQC/Showers-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Showers</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/tDmfb1R/Sunny-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Heatwave</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Evening</strong><br><em>18:00 - 21:00</em></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/hKdjjF5/Thunderstorms-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Thunderstorms</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/tDmfb1R/Sunny-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Heatwave</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; Breezy</strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Night</strong><br><em>21:00 - 05:00</em></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Fair</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/GHTppL3/Cloudy-03.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Cloudy</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/S0cYXQC/Showers-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Showers</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/tDmfb1R/Sunny-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Heatwave</strong></div></td><td>(https://i.ibb.co/cTXtsbs/Fair-02.png)<br><div align="center"><strong>Warm &amp; 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				Title: <strong>Re: Tales Of Xernia: Midtown [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sukada</strong> on <strong>03-08-2021, 04:07:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.donmai.us/sample/a3/77/__ampharos_pokemon_drawn_by_takeshima_nia__sample-a3771c8c519adf80443bf7a767ca2dc9.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>Date / Time: Wednesday the 28th / Late Morning</strong></div><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Tera Joule<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; (Pictured) Yellow skirt higher on right hip and down to knee on left, Crop top with open chest, thigh high boots. Black ring accents on clothing and wrists.<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; The Lite Beacon In<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cassandra<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr>Along the main street of Midtown stands The Lite Beacon, one of the best inns in the city, and a constant hub of good food, good drink, and fine gossip. The outside is a mixture of stone and wood, built 2 floors tall with a heavy oak door stained red, with matching windows and roof. A sigh hangs above the door, the image of a lighthouse with a shining yellow gem glowing as the light. Stepping inside people find a warm and cozy dining room, a dozen small round tables around the edges of the room with seating for two or four. Running the middle length of the room is a large rectangular table with benches on either sides for either lone diners or those with larger parties. In the back corners are dimly light booths, the view into them obscured from all angles unless you walked right up to them, giving those wishing a bit of a privacy a place to find it. All the furniture is a deep red mahogany with a dark coating of stain, the many lights around the room bringing out the streaks of red in the wood giving the illusion of veins of fire in the grain. Around the dining room a Gorebyss and Huntail pair of siblings named Claire and Clark could be seen flowing around the tables, taking orders, delivering food and drink and all around being upbeat and happy, making guests smile and laugh.<br><br>To the left of the dining room right by the front door stands a small counter with a comfortable chair behind it, a busty curvaceous Miltank name Sabrina manning the counter directing guests to their rented rooms or an empty table depending on what they seek. Just behind the counter is a staircase leading upstairs to half a dozen well furnished rooms, all decorated in a variety of colors and patterns. Off the back of the dining room is the kitchen, a large room hosting a pair of chefs, a Charizard named Flare and Rapidash who only refers to himself as Speed. Good natured jeers and taunting could often be heard from the pair as they each claimed to be the better chef and do their best to one up each other, thus guaranteeing a dining experience to be remembered for any who come for a meal. <br><br>Coming out of the kitchen just now was Tera, arms loaded with plates as she zipped around the tables dropping off meals and chatting, making her guests smile and feel at ease her upbeat personality always drawing new customers in. After dropping off the last plate she zipped over to the counter and smiled at the larger girl sitting down, "Hey Sabrina, how's the morning looking?"<br><br>Sabrina smiled up at her boss and grinned, bouncing in her seat causing her ample bust to mimic her movements, drawing the eyes of many of the men and some of the women in the room, Tera included, "Hey Boss!" She said, a sweet and decadent voice that well suited her appearance flowing from her lips, "Great! Only one room is vacant and we made a killing with breakfast, we turned the tables four, sometimes five times! Thats almost double what we normally do, this upcoming festival is great for business!"<br><br>Tera let out a pleasant laugh, electricity crackling from the gem on her tail and up her spine before dissipating into her skin, "That's great! Keep up the good work and we'll set for the rest of the year at this rate." She encouraged before looking around the slowly emptying room with a nod, "If anyone comes in looking for me I'll be in the back left booth, I have some paperwork to go over." With a wave she walked off and disappeared into the private booth, pulling the stack of papers she left from before breakfast over to her, keeping both businesses running was tiring, but worth it, she just had to track spending in both of them carefully to make sure nothing got missed in her reports to her silent partners.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tales Of Xernia: Midtown [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PentheWonderful</strong> on <strong>06-08-2021, 15:13:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b9/3c/93/b93c93463cd723351d1c55de7387fe41.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>Date / Time: Wednesday the 28th / Late Morning<br></strong></div><br><hr><br><strong>Name: Cassandra Mia Maranzano (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=334101.msg15907265#msg15907265)</strong><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black coat and cloak<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Lite Beacon Inn<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tera<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> N/A<br><br><hr><br>The sun was now halfway to its highest peak, but to Cassandra, it had only been a few moments ago when dawn broke. Time worked in mysterious ways in her life. Sometimes years went by in a blink of an eye, and other times, moments stretched on to infinity. Everything around her slowed down and sped up it seemed, to Dialga's random whims. It was a challenge to keep up sometimes. Watching life go by without realizing you yourself are a part of it. Some days, it seemed so easy to just... Fall out of step, and be lost to the tide's of time entirely. That was the way her life moved. Perhaps, that was simply the curse of being an outsider, an 'other'. A <em>Mistype.</em> You would never truly feel like you belonged.<br><br>Ah, there she was again, bellyaching over unspilled MooMoo Milk. She had a wonderful home - two, in fact - that she had so generously been welcomed into. Her father had fought tooth and nail to give her a wonderful childhood, to make sure she would always have food on the table, nice clothes to wear and a roof over her head. And most importantly, someone to turn to no matter what. Her beau had accepted her despite her spotty background, who she was, and everything that could happen to <em>him</em> if her identity was ever discovered. <br><br>She was, after all, the Phantom Thief and daughter of the biggest crimeboss in Delinquent Town, while he was Lord Commander of the Royal Knights. A noble-born and sole heir to House Ryzerion of Corvus. And yet, despite all this, he still chose her, and welcomed her into his life. She had no right to complain about her life, and so, she seldom did. But when exhausted began to creep into her mind after a sleepless night of running and thieving, she tended to be at her weakest. Which meant, of course, that she needed rest. <em>Soon.</em><br><br>As with all her escapades of 'wealth redistribution', Cassandra liked to lay low in case there was anyone tailing her, and it simply wouldn't do for her to lead them back to the home of the Lord Commander himself. She would be safe in her father's villa, certainly, but she would only make his difficult life even more difficult by giving the palace reason to suspect that he was involved with the Phantom Thief. In all actuality, she cared very little for what would become of herself if she were to be caught someday. It was the people close to her that she worried about <em>more.</em><br><br>And so, inns were often the safe choice for her to lay low. She had her favoured ones, certainly, but there were few quite as welcoming to 'her kind' as the Lite Beacon Inn. Naturally, people gave her a wide berth of space strolling through the main streets, and it was simply too much attention, too many eyes reporting a suspicious individual right after the night the Phantom Thief struck. That was why she had always been rather partial to the many winding alleyways and forgotten&nbsp; paths. It never failed to lead her to many hidden gems; fountains, statues, stained glass windows to flowerbeds that had become overgrown and reclaimed by nature. Hidden away as new buildings were built, bigger paths were paved, directing traffic away, obscuring them from view, and eventually, memory.<br><br>Though, as often was the case with scenic routes, it had taken her significantly longer to get where she needed to go. The alleys were winding and meandering, sometimes it provided shortcuts. Other times, it moved as slowly as the sun through the sky. <br><br>She exited the narrow path between two commercial buildings, the Lite Beacon Inn now in full view. She crossed the street quickly, cutting through foot-and-hoof traffic with ease as she entered the familiar establishment. There was a very good reason for why she favoured that particular inn. Aside from its comforting, homey appearance, it always smelled of delicious food and sounds of hardy laughter. The owner was a young lass, though, quite a business-minded entrepreneur. She was really the reason why this inn was a favourite of the Liepard's. As a partner of her father's, she received quite a bit of special treatment. Plenty of perks to spoil her rotten, so to speak.<br><br>Her dark cloak swept the polished wood floors as she moved soundlessly toward the counter where a familiar Miltank was currently seated. She raised her head slightly, to reveal her face beneath her hood. Her bright silver irises glowed like the moon in the shadows of her cloak. Cat-like pupils focused on the Miltank, her rose coloured lips curling up to reveal a sharp-toothed smile. <strong>"Hello, Sabrina."</strong> Her voice was a dulcet purr, sultry and eloquent. <strong>"Is Tera in today?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tales Of Xernia: Midtown [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sukada</strong> on <strong>12-08-2021, 16:29:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.donmai.us/sample/a3/77/__ampharos_pokemon_drawn_by_takeshima_nia__sample-a3771c8c519adf80443bf7a767ca2dc9.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>Date / Time: Wednesday the 28th / Late Morning</strong></div><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Tera Joule<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; (Pictured) Yellow skirt higher on right hip and down to knee on left, Crop top with open chest, thigh high boots. Black ring accents on clothing and wrists.<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; The Lite Beacon In<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cassandra<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Sabrina looked up when the bell above the door rang and the newest guest, becoming slightly nervous when she realized who it was. She understood Tera's goal to keep the inn open to all who needed respite just like when her parents ran it, but she was still a little nervous around Mistypes, especially the Liepard in front of her. "Oh! Miss Maranzano!" She said keeping her voice cheerful as she flashed her a smile, albeit one that still showed a bit of her nervousness, "Of course, of course. Tera is in the dining room, I believe she said the back left booth doing some paperwork." Sabrina informed the other woman glancing back into the larger room towards where her boss should be.<br><br>Tera was focused on her work unaware of the exchange up front, the numbers were being annoying this month, small bits not adding up on certain days and it was always while a couple of staff who were off today were working and she wasn't in the building. She was worried that they decided to help themselves to some of the takings, if that were the case she didn't know what she would do. If it was because they were struggling she would try to help them, see if she could ease their burden and remove the need for them to steal if she was right, then again if they were just doing it out of greed she knew she would have to let them go, and maybe report them to the guard. <br><br>She hated the thought, she wanted to believe in and help everyone, but she needed to keep the business in good standing so she could keep her other one helping those who needed the assistance. "Damnit, Gregory or Julia...which could it be." She mumbled to herself while pulling the papers back to herself, intent on checking the numbers again in case she made a mistake, "Could really use a distraction right about now." She said out loud, speaking to herself had become a bad habit she picked up but she tried to make sure she was mostly alone anything she did it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tales Of Xernia: Midtown [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PentheWonderful</strong> on <strong>23-08-2021, 06:47:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b9/3c/93/b93c93463cd723351d1c55de7387fe41.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>Date / Time: Wednesday the 28th / Late Morning<br></strong></div><br><hr><br><strong>Name: Cassandra Mia Maranzano (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=334101.msg15907265#msg15907265)</strong><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black coat and cloak<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Lite Beacon Inn<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tera<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> N/A<br><br><hr><br>There was a part of her that revelled in the fear that she could see in the Miltank's eyes. After all, if you were going to be feared no matter what you did, you might as well enjoy it. The way their world worked, it was not a change that would happen overnight. It was deeply rooted in their history, their culture, and as unfair as it was, there was nothing you could really do about it. She had given up trying to prove herself to people who would never change their mind. In her mind, if people were going to come around, they would. There was no point going out of her way to earn people's favour. <br><br>Besides, she was Cassandra Maranzano. People begged for <em>her</em> favour. Not the other way around.<br><br><strong>"Grazie, signora."</strong> She purred civilly, flashing another mischievous, fanged grin. She moved away with a sweep of her cloak, the dark fabric obscuring Sabrina's view one moment and vanishing the next. Cassandra stalked soundlessly through the dining room, her paws alighting weightlessly on the wooden floorboards as she made her way towards the booth that Sabrina had indicated.<br><br>Before long, she spotted the familiar, bright blond head of Tera. The first thing she thought was Tera would make a lousy spy. She was basically a beacon with her bright colours and personality! She was a beautiful lass. No doubt she had a few suitors after her hand. She seemed rather engrossed in her work. Would be a shame to interrupt her. Well, too bad.<br><br>Cassandra leaned over the booth chair, languidly draping herself across the backrest with her head propped onto her hand. She was extraordinarily good at hiding her presence. People don't tend to notice her unless she willed them to. Playfully, she poked Tera's cheek to get her attention. <strong>"Did someone order a distraction?"</strong> She purred playfully.
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