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#2013-05-19 06:51:22, as written by Dr. Nikolai

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#2013-11-16 21:52:33, as written by Dr. Nikolai

Pushing open the door, a figure entered the tavern, and let out a static sigh from his head, which was quite peculiar, as it was an old style television. It was interesting to see someone with a TV for a head, must be quite hard to sleep, thinks the writer, but who knows, maybe they get used to it, since they have lived with it their whole life.

A flicker on the TV showed an image of an eight bit face, just two dots, and a line under them for a mouth. The eyes looked around a little, and then the TV let out another sigh.

"This place is very much dead, very much indeed" the TV-man stated with a sore tone of voice, as if it was disappointed with the absence of life.

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#2013-11-16 22:06:04, as written by Dr. Nikolai

The figure turned his head towards the man who appeared from behind the counter, and the mouth on the TV formed into a grin, the bits forming into that such formation of the mouth. "A man I am, trust me, even down there, it's quite a weird creation I had, but I am indeed a male being" the now known male TV said.

The TV then shook his head, "Can't drink anything involving alcohol sadly, it would destroy the circuiting inside me, but for some interesting reason, which I want to figure out soon, I can have H20, or motor oil, something that is in the alcohol messed with the circuits, but not what I listed"

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#2013-11-16 22:17:40, as written by Dr. Nikolai

The figure let out another static sigh, and nodded it's head, "I can handle just a little bit though.......it might hurt but damn it's good" the figure said, and then gently reached it's hand over to a bottle of gin, and popped open a little valve on it's throat, and then stuck the tip of the bottle inside the valve, the alcohol traveling inside and the figure let out a static hum, and then shook a little. It then took the bottle out, and placed it back on the counter, closing the valve.

"Mmmmm" the figure emitted, and then looked over at William, and nodded it's head. "Just a little was all I needed, which was my alcohol for the month" he said with a groan. "The name's Cortez by the way" he added nonchalantly.

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#2013-11-16 22:33:19, as written by Dr. Nikolai

The man reached his hand out and firmly shook the other man's hand and then tilted his head, shaking it. "That ain't bravery, bravery is facing an army with a pitchfork and charging forward with no hope of survival, drinking alcohol when you know it will kill you is just a daily dose of being an below-average intelligence being." the man said with a calm, disassociated tone of voice, the man did not care much for being brave, it wasn't smart.

The man nodded his head, "I am not much of a lad, been around for about seventy years, yet, I have the body of someone around the age of twenty, I have seen many things in those years, wars waged by intelligent yet horrible men, people dying by sicknesses, and supernatural events, and being's such as Lycanthropes, Vampyres, Shapeshifters, and Chimera's" the man said with an highly intelligent tone of voice.

"The question is, are you human?"

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#2013-11-16 22:48:05, as written by Dr. Nikolai

The man just let out another sigh, and then shrugged. "Humanity is fading anyway, they'll be a dead species soon, with all their mistakes, despite their good times, they have made too many to live on for much longer, the misgiving's will catch up with them, and pull them back into the earth" he said with a slightly sad tone of voice. He did not hate humans, only ones that had wronged him, so it would be sad when and if Humans ever died. "But I have just a tiny sliver of hope for the humans who are truly good"

He then looked back over at William, "Then you are not human, perhaps a being that is marking time, waiting for the unbeatable end, you are lucky, people say being immortal would be great, but it's quite the opposite, you always leave the ones you care about so, it's better to be a traveler, where you meet people and then you leave them, nothing complex, nothing too simple" he said with a nod.

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#2019-08-30 05:11:36, as written by lostamongtrees

Kethyr Naethus sighed and went on his way, paying his tab and slinking into the night.

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#2020-01-24 22:43:08, as written by lostamongtrees

Winne Rineswurth loudly scootched her chair an inch closer to Awinita.

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#2020-02-13 02:17:07, as written by lostamongtrees

Ulrich Paternosta stepped into the warm interior of the tavern. He gave it a quick scan and grunted. She wasn't anywhere in sight; good. There was something off with Ms. Tauvyr as of late. More off than usual.

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#2020-02-13 02:21:28, as written by Ironman11

Stone and Boyle followed in shortly after. The pair of vampires sort of taking in the sights of a rather rich looking drinking hole. "Nice. Nice. Hey Stones! They got the nice chairs! Take a peep at them!" Boyles made his way over to a table. A chair with rich velvet cushions that he ran along his hand. "Look at that. Feel that. Good right?"

Stones followed in not even giving the chair a look.

"Ish fine." He said bluntly. He moved to the sight. Taking in a strong nostril fill of something. Hm.

"That one." he pointed to a bottle behind the counter. A cup? "No. That one." The whole bottle? Okay... He uncorked it and began to drink it very greedily.

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#2020-02-13 02:58:05, as written by lil_kreen

Deliveries to the Tauvyr Tavern were more regular with the new ownership of Fantasma Vineyards. The bottles were stocked and varied though many of the labels familiar some a more threatening make. Labels with letters that squirm and images with unsettling angles. One such bottle festooned with the dual masks Sock and Buskin sported others etched into the glass. Though these of anguish and horror if one should peer closer. Perhaps a warning for its label 'Thousand-Faced Wine' that said little else of its make than bottled in Fantasma Vineyards. A cigarette alit behind the bar though the embers fell first out of memory than the light of one's eyes. A bit of red ash falling in life before the eyeless grin of Ebrabbos underneath her wide brim hat and thick cloak. Long hair pours from under her hat to float past her shoulders as locks snake around her shoulders as to threaten by rising there. Though the eyes obscured beneath her hat their ill-defined shape inviting one to stare too close as they stared back. The cigarette in her mouth flared but never burnt down as she unpacked a box of wine from behind the counter.

"Careful now, " the tone lost about some unclear sarcasm, "There are so very many faces of regret that deep in a bottle of wine."

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#2020-02-13 03:02:53, as written by Ironman11

Stone and Boyle were now separated. Boyle was now at the side of Ulrich beginning to get comfortable in this soft velvet chair. A wide grin as his shark like mouth slowly blended back into a row of normal teeth. "Blimey! This is delux ain't it!?" He asked the other vampire. Before he began to speak again. "Look. The two of us are on a hunt. But not to cause trouble. Stones can be a bit violent. He comes from a violent times you know?" He told the other. "We are looking for a criminal. Or someone close to that."

Stones was at the bar. He drank half of the bottle and was surprised that the alcohol actually had some affect on him. THe huge man now turned to the stranger. He looked to her fancy hat. He nodded. "Good fashion." He told her at first. "We both know this is not wine."

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#2020-02-13 03:07:27, as written by Ironman11

"I half think he's a bloody caveman sometimes. EH?" Boyle asked the other with a laugh.

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#2020-02-13 03:08:55, as written by Ironman11

Stones Acute hearing picked that up. And without even missing a beat CHUCKED a rather dull tankard right at his noggin. Knocking the other mercenary over the chair. "Ah! Sorry! Sorry Stones! Common! Just a bit of fun!" He uttered

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#2020-02-13 03:10:30, as written by lostamongtrees

Ulrich Paternosta hitched his pants and settled into a velvet chair himself. He listened close to Boyle. Ulrich asked, "Hunting who, or what? If'em any danger to the Hollow, best be on the hunt, too."

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#2020-02-13 03:11:15, as written by lostamongtrees

Ulrich Paternosta shook his head as the tankard bounced. If the lady of the house was here she'd shit a brick.

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#2020-02-13 03:22:35, as written by Ironman11

Stone and Boyle regathered back at the table. Stones standing there while Boyle got back up. Stones stood there as he handed the etching back to Boyle. The other vampire had been better at talking. Most times. Unless they wanted to frighten people. Stones was much better at that he felt.

Boyle handed the other a etching. An etching of a man done in charcoal. The likeness was very well done. Man in his forties, very long slant nose. Dark hair. Short cut. Very fierce looking eyes. "That is who we are looking for. And trust me he is dangerous anywhere we gather." He told the other Vampire.

"This shit gets powers. What does he do? Immediately what most shits start to do. Start to think he's a bloody god."

The visage was of a vampire in circles called Feastus. A Vampire that had started a sanguine cult installing him as their living deity. "But most of these shitheads don't try to bother the established covens... So we got the call."

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#2020-02-13 03:47:30, as written by lil_kreen

Ebbrabos curled her mouth as she took her cigarette in her hand for a deeper dark to focus on Stones, "Oh, some of it was wine when I started. I hate to waste product acquired after some fortunate... firings. Now, much of it is whine."

Cigarette to her lips never seemed to draw down but alit with an ember where keen ears found outcries for succor, "Thus Feastus destroying things to which he is not entitled? How interesting a pyre is ordered by the powers that be. Good thing hunters aren't the only ones who know how to burn."

An empty gaze deep enough to drown hope in looked very pointedly at Boyle as she took the cigarette out. A grey cloud breathed out with a sickly-sweet scent of meat and charcoal unmistakable to those that know it. Hat down toward the empty tankard.

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#2020-02-15 03:10:57, as written by lostamongtrees

Ulrich Paternosta nodded and grunted. He didn't recognize the face, but had it memorized now. Those who thought they were untouchable were the most dangerous of all. The woman with the cigarette spoke up on the matter. Ulrich's ears perked.

"You know bou' this?" Ulrich spoke up across the bar to the Ebbrabos. He recognized her from around. She was from over at the vineyards. Ulrich didn't like the look of her, but what was he to say? His brow lowered. Things were getting out of hand around Aslund. Terrorists in Wing City, cultist leaders gone off the deep end. He shook his head.

"A threat this large? Huh. Sounds like my business if yer lookin' round these parts," Ulrich then said to Boyle and gave a hard nod.

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#2020-02-15 03:40:40, as written by Ironman11

Stone and Boyle felt like they were now starting to get somewhere. It was their job to exterminate this Feastus and the rest of his trouble making cohorts. The invitation of others to join their hunt was not unwelcome.

Boyle did more of the talking. Though Stones gave Ebbrabos a stoic look. Quietly studying the details of her face, her expression, the large man was more animal than vampire. Huge, feral, subdued but ready to pounce at a moment's notice. He tried to read her movements and motions. Trying to get an instinctive feel at what sort of person was joining their dangerous hunt.

"His name IS Feastus. His group of wannabes are called the Sanguine Feast. Typical bunch of psychotic mortals who think because they can murder to make their sad lives feel something that they are on our level." They were not. "We should expect heavy firepower, conventional firearms, automatics, shotguns. Nothing we can't handle."

"But..." Stones interjected.

"I was getting to that!" He snapped back. "BUT... Before Feastus left he had broke into the haven of a very respected and venerated scholar of our community. A scholar who had in their possession a LOT of powerful magic relics. We are not exactly sure what exactly... but we do know most of them date back to the 11th century."