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Nephilim Noir

Nephilim Noir

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In the Mordanian border city of Stulhelm crime and the strange runs rampant on the streets with only the most hardened of enforcers to bring some form of order.

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Stulhelm, a sleepless city torn by crime and corruption, life is harsh and death if often untimely. Many here have no other choice than to stay, either cannot to afford or... certain dealings have them shackled. The few agents the country could afford to put on a loose leash are some of the only things keeping this place at least somewhat habitable.

That was, until she arrived in the old dive, the Pauktis Laimes. They called her "Nightingale", a pale frail with the voice of an angel. When she sang the tension in the air evaporated, made you forget your troubles better than any drink ever could... and many times more addictive. Her voice calmed the beast in every being's heart, and for the time, there was little violence.

That was, until she faded from the scene... leaving things more volatile than ever with fingers all pointed in many directions, and more questions than answers...

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Stulhelm

Stulhelm by MartinVole

The old city in all its both bright and dank glory. Every so often something explodes, sirens blare, and something crawls up from the shadows.

Club Pauktis Laimes

Club Pauktis Laimes by MartinVole

The old dive, all forms of scum gather here, from the high level polished gang to the average dealer. Of course, as it is, a nice place where certain things to spread around... other than diseases.

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Two weeks after the disappearance the once great club, Pauktis Laimes, the "Bird of Happiness" now a shell of its former self without its actual songbird. The jazz playing over the sound system isn't helping matters either. The few club goers here currently are mostly small-timers. Petty crooks or just some goons down on their luck. Well... mostly so. Hard to tell from the rest of the riff-raff are the rented badges, hired by the Don, likely still thinking the culprit will just burst back in out of habit.

Put to work, Don's second youngest, Rosaline, tends to the tables, she's dolled up though, wearing a fancy hat and dress, makeup, boots, dainty gloves, jewelry, and even contacts making her eyes look brown, and human. It is almost as if she's ashamed of her heritage. The one bit of pride, however, is a lone red rose that adorns the brim of her hat.

"Bet she offed the bird," a dirty looking patron says as she walks by. "Jealousy that she took her daddy's attention from her."

She hears it, but she tries to ignore it, carrying glasses to serve to guests.

"Didn't turn out so hot, did it, babe?" The patron says, gesturing to Rosa.

Rosa stops, glancing over her shoulder at the man. The sound of the glass clattering together can softly be heard.

"Don't know what you're talking about, sir." She coldly responds.

"You better ease up," the patron's friend warns, nudging him. "She's the Don's kid after-all."

"Whatever," the man responds, leaning back in his seat. "Hey, you ain't bad for a freak, maybe you and me could work on that dying breed issue ya got?"

Before he could take another breath a glass hits and shattering in the man's face causing his chair to topple over. He writhes on the floor holding his glass riddled face, the alcohol that was in it doubling the pain. His friend drops down to attend to him, picking the bits of glass embedded in his face.

"Maybe first you should get a doc for your bleeding problem, sir." Rosa responds with a crackling cold tone and a wild grin. "And for the record, I'm going to find her, and I'm gonna own this city, and I'm going to own you."

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As if led by the scent of blood and pain, Faustus stepped through the doorway and cast a glance around the bar. His gaze lingered on the pained man taking in the details of the wound but he paid it no heed. That was not why he was here today. The doctor had only just returned from a trip outside the city and had returned only to learn that he missed out on an interesting occurrence. The "Nightingale" they called her, supposedly bringing calm and peace to this foul city through her singing. Faustus had learned that she resided here but given the desolate conditions of the place it was obvious she was long gone. But where? Faustus knew everyone was asking that question. The doctor could almost sense the shadows of her powers, quickly dissipating as it's swallowed by the miserable aura emanating from the surrounding masses. He took out his pocket-watch, flicking it open with a practiced roll of the wrist. The large hand had not struck yet, he still had time.

Not wanting to linger at the doorway, Faustus turned to look at the bleeding man as he struggled not to touch his marred face. His friend seemed to hover at his side picking at the shards in a vain attempt to help. Odd, the doctor thought it was only worsening the damage. With a cluck of his tongue, the dark-clothed man strode over to the injured human and his friend and methodically, mind you it was to not catch the attentions of those goons sitting in that dark corner over there, took a small bundle of herbs out of his coat pocket and dropped them into the lap of the man's friend. He was going to grind the herbs into a salve but apparently Fate dictated that this man needed it, and of coarse the doctor was going to oblige even if it seemed that the man only had his foolishness to blame. He had other reasons for helping though. It would do no good to have the scent of blood permeating through the already stale air especially when he was going to order a drink or too. The doctor was unsure of whether the lavender would mask the smell of blood he was keen to.

Banishing those thoughts, Faustus turned away and walked towards an seat at the bar. He studied the shelved bottles behind the bartender, idly wondering what to drink.

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Jay turned away, quickening his pace as his target lie on the wet ground in an alleyway just east of the club, his throat cut, ear to ear. The man had recently been discovered to be a government whistleblower, and has been snooping around the club for the last two nights. Jay took the man's ID, cash, and watch, and destroyed them. A simple mugging gone wrong, was all the news reports would say.

Jay quickly walked into the club, ignoring the man lying on the floor with a face full of glass. He probably had it coming. Jay found a seat at the end of the bar, looked at Rosa, knocked three times, and held out one finger. She looked at him and nodded, and he made his way in the back. A small envelope lie on the kitchen counter in the back room, simply labelled "J". He opened it, although it had already been opened once, the seal was broken. Odd, the Hawthorne's always seal their envelopes. There was a different colored piece of paper in there also, with an address on it. The usual in there aswell, 250 dollars cash, and an IOU for the remaining 250. He wasn't concerned, the don had never cheated him before, and this was not the first IOU he had received. Although the address concerned him. This was new. It was also across town. 1103 Ledder, 12pm sharp.

A meeting, maybe? He didn't like the idea, and he definitely didn't like the handwriting. it was, unfamiliar to him. Clearly not The Dons' writing. Maybe something to do with this "Nightingale" He'd been hearing so much about. Someone who'd just, drifted into town, and drifted right back out. Soothed the town, even made Jay feel alright. Alright enough to take his mask off and have a drink. He was unsure of what happened to her or where she went, but it was none of his concern.

He made his way out into the bar, and sat quietly at the end of the bar, awaiting an appearance from Bella, or The Don.

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Behind the bar is quite a sight. A tall figure, a very tall figure, the eldest son of the Don, Amaranth Hawthorne. He's always been bent on keeping straight. Being something of a people person he's gone on to take the bartender position while business is strained.

"Apologies to enter under such conditions," he says to Faustus while turning towards him. "Our selection is still quite varied."

Rosa walks over and places glasses in the sink then leans over the counter next to a wilted bouquet of flowers.

"Easy to supply where natural talent provides," she says somewhat cryptically as she pokes the vase springing the flowers back to life.

"Yes," Amaranth responds nodding. "What will you have?"

The creaking sound of heavy footsteps can be heard. Coming down from the upper section is the Don's eldest, Belladonna, far from a daisy and daint she has a presence and glare to her that puts a chill down most men's spines, not too unlike her father on a bad day, and there have been many bad days as of late. She steps into the proximity of Jay.

"Don's tied up up with some odd badge, wish this city would get over that Jane." She says as silently as possible to Jay, clearly referring to the Nightingale incident. "But for now, it is me."

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Curtis pushes open the door of the bar and steps in. Feeling a funny atmosphere, he looks around, seeing an injured man, along with some children of the Don. He decides not to bother. He did, after all, come here to relax and have a drink. He walks over to the counter and pays Amaranth for a drink. "Greetings," Curtis starts. "How are you all faring?" He gives the children of the Don the slightest smile.

Nightshade is somewhere out in town, going for a walk. Seeing faces of worry and hopelessness, she sighs quietly and looks down as she walks.

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"Don's tied up up with some odd badge, wish this city would get over that Jane." She says as silently as possible to Jay, clearly referring to the Nightingale incident. "But for now, it is me."

"Yeah, never seen anything like that. Even had me different. Took my mask off and everything. Anyway, job's done. Mugging gone wrong as far as anyones' concerned. If it is just you, we need to talk, upstairs. something in the envelope was, concerning." Jay wasn't kidding, the envelope had concerned him greatly. He was glad he was dealing with Bella, instead of Rosa. She was easily the prettiest of the two sisters in his opinion, and, unlike Rosa, she valued his opinion on matters of death and destruction. They had both been involved in the trade long enough to know what they were talking about. Not that Rosa was a bad business member, she just wasn't fit to deal with the stuff that Bella deals with. Best to leave killings to the pros'.

Bella looked at him questioningly, seeming to wonder what his sudden problem with the envelope was.

"We'll talk upstairs, I'd rather avoid prying eyes and wandering ears."

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"We'll talk upstairs, I'd rather avoid prying eyes and wandering ears."

"Yes, there have been too many," Belladonna says, getting up and heading towards the stairs. "Let us care not to disturb my father's session."

She clearly meant her father's current meeting with the detective. She clearly had some misgivings about this person aside from them being a detective, an uneasiness. As she walks up to a room across from the Don's of the upper floor she turns on a radio, likely to give eavesdroppers trouble.

As they go upstairs Rosa looks on with her head rested on her arm. In her eyes another juicy thing she is barred from by her elder sister. She looks over at Amaranth as he passes a drink on to Curtis

"There have been better days," he says answering Curtis as he begins drying a glass. "But there will always be better ones."

He always had an odd "the glass is half full" outlook, one that young Rosaline can only roll her eyes at.

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As Jay followed Bella upstairs, he noticed Rosa staring inquisitively. She must've thought this was something of import, of meaning. It held no real value to the family, rather just to Jay, seeking the advice of an longtime friend.

One the radio was on, Jay sat at a large table, and slipped the address onto the table. "This is my concern. It wasn't sealed, someone opened it and put that there. A setup, maybe. I'm not sure, but I'd appreciate if you could send a grunt along with me, or come yourself, but I wouldn't want to risk you on some suspicious meeting."

Jay spoke with precision, making sure each of his words were understood. In the back of his mind he hoped she would come, he didn't enjoy spending time with the families lackeys, they were unpracticed, careless, untrustworthy, and Bella was much better company.

Jay sat there quietly awaiting her response, his eyes following her every move, not that she'd be able to notice through his mask.

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Curtis takes the drink from Amaranth. "Yeah," he smiles, taking a sip from his drink. "Who knows, now with Nightingale gone, maybe we'll get back a Parrot or a Lark." His joke is light-hearted, for he attempted to lighten up the atmosphere.

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Bella looks at the letter, a twinge of fury in her eyes. She had never had someone slip by her like this and she knows she can't be getting dull. In her mind she surmises that it must have been in that moment she was in with her father. She can't have people taking advantage of them.

"They took a risk, best not to disappoint." she says with a short breath.

As she says this the sound of floorboards come to her ears. It was the man in a dark trench who was talking with her father. A fairly tall man with distinct facial features partially covered by the brim of his hat. He was a former soldier turned private detective carrying with him a reputation for being too stubborn to die.

His deep green eyes set aglow as he lights a cigarette. She does not know how long he had been standing there. The man's presence was disturbing her.

"I get that it is a survival instinct," he says in a gravelly voice.

"What was that?" Bella responds.

"You being so secretive," he says as he blows out a fine stream of smoke. "I'm not your enemy, and I'm not here to bust any kind of operation you got going on."

He turns his back and places a hand on the stair railings. Bella looks on intensively, the man put her at unease, there's no sign of fear in him in their presence, almost as if he saw himself as an equal, or even above them in some manner.

"Oh yeah, something really off about this night, got my scars all itchy'."

With this cryptic warning the detective heads down the stairs and out of the establishment, Rosaline and Amaranth watch as he leaves.

"Who knows, now with Nightingale gone, maybe we'll get back a Parrot or a Lark."

"A parrot singing? We don't want people more agitated." Rosaline jokes back.

"Well, wouldn't hurt to have a new talent." Amaranth admits. "But there was always something... untouched... about that girl, like she wasn't from this world of ours."

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Jay was uneasy enough as it was, and now, him. He listened silently, clicking his knife with each word the man spoke.

' "I get that it is a survival instinct," he says in a gravelly voice.

"What was that?" Bella responds.

"You being so secretive," he says as he blows out a fine stream of smoke. "I'm not your enemy, and I'm not here to bust any kind of operation you got going on."

He turns his back and places a hand on the stair railings. Bella looks on intensively, the man put her at unease, there's no sign of fear in him in their presence, almost as if he saw himself as an equal, or even above them in some manner.

"Oh yeah, something really off about this night, got my scars all itchy'."

With this cryptic warning the detective heads down the stairs.'

The man had definitely spooked Jay, but he meant well. Otherwise he'd have been laying on the floor, bleeding out on the rug. This would be interesting indeed, an unknown note, a cryptic warning. He simply looked at Bella, gave her a small nod, and was off. This man needed to be tailed. see where he came from. Jay hopped out of the window as the man made his way to a black luxury vehicle. Definitely someone with some money. seemed like a man that could be bought. He slowly made his way down the fire escape. He was weary to be silent, you could hear a pin drop out here. It was looking like Jay would have to tail him from the rooftops. He made his way up, watching the man take a right turn. He quickly began putting his free-running skills to use, managing to catch up with the car rather quickly. he didn't seem to be heading out of the city which is a definite positive. After around 10 minutes of chasing him, he pulled into an abandoned warehouse and made his way inside. They were out of Hawthorne territory, and into the Rizolli's part of town, which was rather small.

Jay hopped down quickly, and made his way into the warehouse from a small broken window on the back of the building, and followed the mans voice to a small room, only to hear him say "The situation is dealt with." A rotted floorboard squeaked underneath Jay's foot. 'Fuck'.

"It seems we have a guest." Time to go, now. Jay quickly snuck into an adjacent room, making his way out another broken window, cutting his arm on the way out, leaving a small trail of blood across the paking lot and up the roof. Once he was up he once again put his skills to use, making the run in 8 minutes, and quickly dashing into the small room of which he and Bella spoke. "Stitch kit" He spoke plainly as he popped a few oxycontin.

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Belladonna gets a first aid and begins by disinfecting the wound.

"A gash, deep but clean... you were in a hurry... you got noticed." She deduces, a marvel of instincts not too unlike her father. She starts to work at closing the wound using the suture kit, something she's become good at... though doubtful she'd make a good nurse.

"What happ-" She was abruptly cut off as a tone plays over the radio, an important message.

"A new victim in a line of brutal ritualistic murders was discovered just now in an alley way. Cause of death? Cubed. You heard me right, he was cut to pieces. Before I got thrown out by the badges I caught a glimpse of the... er... head of the victim... get this: it was Philippe, the youngest son of our favorite neighborhood tyrant. No shocker he'd be offed. However... this gets weirder... the psycho wrote a message in that poor slob's own blood. 'Monster.' The heck does that mean? Whatever the case, they'll be putting Humpty Dumpty back together for a few days so keep an eye out for some missing... pieces. The hell? Seriously, who wrote this? You laughing? Isn't funny.Don't touch me."


The broadcast cuts off. There's a bit of silence, some of the patrons seem suddenly in no big of a hurry to leave. This chain of murders has always been some criminal, big or small. Rumors have started spreading about some vigilante got tired of living in fear... others a bit more fantastical of a rogue angel purging the streets of the impure.

"Hey... isn't he one of them that killed..." Rosaline begins to blurt out before Amaranth casts a glare.

Amaranth pours up another drink for those at the counter. "No charge..." He says quietly, his voice almost cracking. This looks bad for them, real bad, and the last thing they want is another gang war.

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Jay sat silently as she closed the cut on his arm.

"A gash, deep but clean... you were in a hurry... you got noticed."

"What happ-" She was abruptly cut off as a tone plays over the radio, an important message.


"A new victim in a line of brutal ritualistic murders was discovered just now in an alley way. Cause of death? Cubed. You heard me right, he was cut to pieces. Before I got thrown out by the badges I caught a glimpse of the... er... head of the victim... get this: it was Philippe, the youngest son of our favorite neighborhood tyrant. No shocker he'd be offed. However... this gets weirder... the psycho wrote a message in that poor slob's own blood. 'Monster.' The heck does that mean? Whatever the case, they'll be putting Humpty Dumpty back together for a few days so keep an eye out for some missing... pieces. The hell? Seriously, who wrote this? You laughing? Isn't funny.Don't touch me."

The message seemed, off. Cubed? Nobody kills like that anymore. It ends up making front page news, and you get caught. Then the media comes into play, and end up digging out your roots, connect you to a family, and then everyone's going away. It seemed this was different, though, they mentioned this wasn't the first one. Jay had to find this guy, and soon.

"We need to find and eliminate the killer."

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Curtis listened quietly to the broadcast while sipping his drink. He looks over at Rosaline and Amaranth after the broadcast ended. 'Killed...?' he wonders. 'Who?' Clearly, the answer to that question was a topic that Amaranth does not wish to speak of. Curtis leans against the counter without looking at the two. "That was...an interesting broadcast," he starts. "The son of the neighbour's tyrant, huh? I hope this doesn't mean...that there's going to be another battle."

Kristy, having been sitting quietly at the counter, takes the free drink from Amaranth. The broadcasted message had piqued her interest.

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Stulhelm

Stulhelm by MartinVole

The old city in all its both bright and dank glory. Every so often something explodes, sirens blare, and something crawls up from the shadows.

Club Pauktis Laimes

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The old dive, all forms of scum gather here, from the high level polished gang to the average dealer. Of course, as it is, a nice place where certain things to spread around... other than diseases.

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The eldest daughter of the Don, she's far more assertive than the rest of her family, and the last thing to cross.

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An oddly silent plague doctor obsessed with time and crows.

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The only male child of the Don, he's polite and fair and not at all condescending... weird.

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The big man, in the business and in life. But his priorities are straight: the family comes first. Don't mess with the family.

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Second youngest of the Hawthorne family and one of daddy's favorites. She is a reminder that everything starts out small... she almost seems human.

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The old city in all its both bright and dank glory. Every so often something explodes, sirens blare, and something crawls up from the shadows.

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Club Pauktis Laimes by MartinVole

The old dive, all forms of scum gather here, from the high level polished gang to the average dealer. Of course, as it is, a nice place where certain things to spread around... other than diseases.

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The old dive, all forms of scum gather here, from the high level polished gang to the average dealer. Of course, as it is, a nice place where certain things to spread around... other than diseases.

Stulhelm

The old city in all its both bright and dank glory. Every so often something explodes, sirens blare, and something crawls up from the shadows.

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Note that you have to go to a location's page to post in that location. Technically there are only two locations currently: The club and the city. Generally I did this to filter out posts that are going on in the club from the rest of the area to have a sort of "neutral zone" with the club. Or however you wish to describe it as. :p

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Haha, yeah, exactly what I was thinking. He could have brought some pretty unfortunate consequences XD

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Is a good thing it wasn't Belladonna he told that bomb to. :p

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Wow, that was a really bad joke, Curt… XD

Also, I figured out how to tag characters. I was doing it wrong the entire time >_>

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Sorry, starters are a bit hard not to be thick. Setting some atmosphere and such I suppose.

You have the basic info though which is good. D=

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...wow. What thick paragraphs >_> I skimmed through it. So far, it seems like Rosa caused glass to go in a guy's face, and then the doctor gave herbs to the guy, and then Jay showed up to wait for orders... I hope I didn't miss anything too big.

I'm not sure how to enter yet. Will need some time to think. I'll also be really busy today.

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First post was made in Club Pauktis Laimes

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Okay I understand, maybe more people will come as the roleplay progresses give or take a few days.

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Underlying plot is in the synopsis, which I can tell you read from your character profile.

And sorry, I had just been busy with work and writing out some of the key character profiles. More handy to have it that way for me than to describe them as I start up.

Will be starting soon, though was hoping for more people to join. My starting post will be in the club location.

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Hiya, just joined, is there any point we should start? Is there any underlying plot or something that I should keep mind of when roleplaying? Or are you going to wait for more people?

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