Setting
You have officially entered the castle. The ceilings are high, and grand mahogany doors grace every wall, leading to other presumably grand rooms. Gargoyles silently scream down on all who enter, daring them to vandalize the place, and a wide spiraling stair case goes both up and down. Large tapestries inlaid with gold hang from the farthest walls, and large vases housing dead roses sit in each corner as you progress.
Do not underestimate the size of the entrance hall, as even Mortuus the undead Dragon was able to lay within its confines and partake in various activities.
Do not underestimate the size of the entrance hall, as even Mortuus the undead Dragon was able to lay within its confines and partake in various activities.
Characters who can be found here:
Manik Chakor
A Pischacha and one of Castle Vankoryth's errand boys. He's the go-to vampire if you need to find someone.
Manik Chakor
A Pischacha and one of Castle Vankoryth's errand boys. He's the go-to vampire if you need to find someone.
Castle Vankoryth Entrance Hall
You have officially entered the castle. The ceilings are high, and grand mahogany doors grace every wall, leading to other presumable grand rooms. Gargoyles silently scream down on all who enter, daring them to vandalize the place, and a wide spiraling stair case goes both up and down. Large tapestries inlaid with gold hang from the farthest walls, and large vases housing dead roses sit in each corner.
Minimap
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northeast |
west |
You are here. |
east |
southwest |
south |
southeast |
| "out" to Castle Vankoryth Courtyard » | ||
Castle Vankoryth Entrance Hall is a part of 
Castle Vankoryth.
5 Characters Here
Mr Niac [12] A businessman with ancient looking eyes.
Manik Chakor [11] A young looking pischacha who roams the halls of Castle Vankoryth, running errands for the Vankoryth Detente and lingering about.
Valentine Taikuus [9] A young mage who may be a little to confident in his abilities.
Risika Neferet [8] A Mercenary: Hire at your own Risk
Charles LeMarr [5] Vampire born of spite.
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"I already had a constant audience," he scowled a little. "You seemed to be everywhere I went to make art. I was starting to think you were stalking me specifically."
At that point, he turned towards the newest of the newcomers and stared for a second, before saying, "greetings."
At that point, he turned towards the newest of the newcomers and stared for a second, before saying, "greetings."
"But there is use in holding ones own tongue Casren." Mariotto would take up one of the many seats in the room they were all in only to let out a deep breath as the going on's between Daemala and her jester was almost some kind of entertainment. " Speaking of an audience, Casren, I have a message that needs to be delivered to you specifically. You know full well that I only wish for my father to be returned to this world and I am sure this would interest you more than anyone else that has been asked to help me."
"Salutations." The response spoken languidly, with an intrigued drawl as if a deep contemplation had delayed it's execution. So this would be his new home- They, his new family. The assorted lot were varied as they were interesting, and Xiuconsendr was anxious to learn of each of them- To sink his teeth into them, so to speak.
"Oh?" He raised a brow at Marcus's words. Tasks interest him, yes indeed. He inhaled, for show, clasping his hands together in front of him and addressing the room.
"Shall we head to our, er, 'H Q'?" He said, pointing towards the Room of Reason.
"Shall we head to our, er, 'H Q'?" He said, pointing towards the Room of Reason.
She rolled her eyes, and did her best to hold back a laugh.
"You were the one who kept ruining my lunch," This was not even worth discussing! Nodding along with Casren's words, she was all for heading to the Room of Reason. Perhaps she could get some serious input on the crest there.
"You were the one who kept ruining my lunch," This was not even worth discussing! Nodding along with Casren's words, she was all for heading to the Room of Reason. Perhaps she could get some serious input on the crest there.
The Harlequin with a nod, he turned and made his way into the Room of Reason; swiftly following Daemala.
Mariotto would just slowly rise from his seat and walk towards the room of reason. "I suppose I have nothing better to do than listen to the madness continue."
Silver irises shifted to Carsen, curious of this area which they were to inhabit. 'The Room of Reason'. It sounded important enough, at least to him. Swiftly, he followed.
The Harlequin looked up from where he had seated himself along the side of the entrance hall, at a small chair and single-person decorative table.
"Hello..." He grumbled.
"Hello..." He grumbled.
Daemala Tauvyr shot her Kin an incredulous look, "There are things that need be discussed," and flicked a hand towards the Room of Reason.
Dominic Mulligan hurried up the steps, looking over his shoulder as he hustled. He was feeling bruised from his encounter with Marcus, battered and disgruntled by the toll he had enacted on the younger vampire. In his mind listed a bunch of different people he could call upon, warriors he could summon to be on his side.
He wondered what Torrential was doing nowadays...
He stopped short right inside the castle to see Casren Bistreo, pacing agitatedly. He took this moment to smile and introduce himself properly. "Ah! The leader himself! I don't believe we've met properly!
He wondered what Torrential was doing nowadays...
He stopped short right inside the castle to see Casren Bistreo, pacing agitatedly. He took this moment to smile and introduce himself properly. "Ah! The leader himself! I don't believe we've met properly!
He froze on the spot, turning sharply towards the newcomer. The look of frustration shifted into surprise, then confusion, before collapsing into a smile.
"Greetings, the pleasures is mine," He said, extending an arm for a wrist shake.
"Greetings, the pleasures is mine," He said, extending an arm for a wrist shake.
Dominic walked towards the other man, reaching out and clasping the offered hand, pumping it up and down vigorously. His blue orbs met the man's as he sized him up, smiling greatly. "I don't believe we've met, my friend. I'm Dominic Mulligan, one of the new recruits here. You must be Casren, yes?"
"Yes," He beamed upon Dominic as his arm flailed along, as he still was digesting his thoughts.
"Dominic, what a pleasant name," A polite remark, "My deepest apologies for such informality, but there are things that must be discussed. I have received unsettling news, and I fear there will be more to come tonight," With the last statement he stared distantly over Dominic's shoulder, at nothing in particular, a frown taking to his mouth.
"Dominic, what a pleasant name," A polite remark, "My deepest apologies for such informality, but there are things that must be discussed. I have received unsettling news, and I fear there will be more to come tonight," With the last statement he stared distantly over Dominic's shoulder, at nothing in particular, a frown taking to his mouth.
Dominic's brow furrowed slightly when the older vampire's countenance darkened, and regained his smile in time for it to be a very brief affair. "Unsettling news! At this hour, your messengers must be very speedy, indeed." He spread his arms in a questioning gesture, looking about him for signs of other vampires. "What, pray tell, could the news be? Are we in danger?"
"The quickest messenger will always be one's ears and eyes," Casren commented, mimicking Dominic's facial expression. With a wave towards the Room of Reason, he continued;
"Shall we continue this conversation with some of the others?"
"Shall we continue this conversation with some of the others?"
"Would not have been the first time but I presume it wants to kill me?" Mariotto would remove his coat and hold it only to offer his elder a simple smile only to laugh a little. "Might I inquire something about Dominic?"