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Tauvyr Tavern

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

Notorious for their vast selection of rare and rich wines and spirits, Tauvyr Tavern is the hub of mature life in Verinotte Hollow. This tavern caters primarily to the supernatural, serving more concoctions than cocktails. Tapas and hours'devours served.

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A wine bar who's target demographic is the mysterious and supernatural, specializing in wines, spirits, and bloods. Tauvyr Tavern is always looking to expand their import, and boast "one of a five" bottles more than popular drafts.

In fact, getting a commercial beer here is quite the chore, though if you ask for the most sophisticated brew you could think of they might carry it. On tap, they only have one beer. It happens to be an archaic import from some southern mountain range called Drakkus , very dark and very hoppy. In contrast, the most popular wine is Blud, a red wine infused with biorganics procured specifically for Vampires. Another Terran Favorite is Gruul, hailing from Gruul Wineries from the far away continent of Therrier-Paix.

Tauvyr Tavern is also a popular place for liquor enthusiasts. The establishment offers a delectable selection of tapas and finger foods. This is the hub of adult life in Verinotte Hollow, and holds Karaoke every full moon.


It is widely accepted that the bar is protected by members from the Force Vankoryth. There is a seemingly unknown presence of 4 Peaceful Vampyric soldiers at any given time, but they remain in the shadows until summoned by an employee or chaos. Citizens should fear not of their firearms, for they shoot only nonlethal substances meant to down, not kill. Despite the presence of the Vampyric guards, all supernatural citizens of Terra are encouraged and welcome to enjoy the ambiance of Tauvyr Tavern in peace. Feuds are generally pushed to the square.
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Tauvyr Tavern

Notorious for their vast selection of rare and rich wines and spirits, Tauvyr Tavern is the hub of mature life in Verinotte Hollow. This tavern caters primarily to the supernatural, serving more concoctions than cocktails. Tapas and hours'devours served.

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Tauvyr Tavern is a part of Verinotte Square.

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M. Dietrich [130] A beautiful woman who reflects no color, she looks like she stepped off a movie reel from the fifties, and she may very well have.
BEN (drowned) [95] You've met with a terrible fate...
Jillian Holt [86] A former inquisitor turned Deamonette. She actively searches for those who will join her cause.
Xith [82] A tiny reddish-copper pseudodragon
Elisio Sepulveda [69] "I used to be the guy you came to if you wanted things done quick, I still do that in some way, but now I do it for the law, I serve the citizens of Wing City"
Jsck [69] "Everyone has a past. It's just some of us run from the past."
Xvander [61] An alien prospector of sorts, he is an advanced scout looking for new worlds and realms for his people to conquer.
Mimi (Experiment: 1367) [61] "My friends protect me..."

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Character Portrait: M. Dietrich
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"Blood laced?" She frowned a little but didn't hold it against the woman for slapping her hand away like that. She cast a glance over at the bar. She had a pretty good knowledge of wines, but blood wines was something new to her. Things had really changed while she had been... away. She made her way over to the bar and began looking through the wines she could see, but they were very basic and she didn't know how things were arranged. "Alright, dry white there, sweet there, sparkling there. This? No, rose wine. Would it be under fortified or savory reds?" She frowned and turned to ask Selmaina or Daemala. However the words caught in her throat as she witnessed the savagery of the woman she was trying to help. She backed up against the bar, aghast and only able to watch in horror.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Selmaina Kamarro Character Portrait: Gro'chal Deathweaver
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Daemala emerged from the bar to pure horror. It wasn't even opening day.

"Damn it!" She slid the lox snacks down the bar, bounding over the treats and at the madness. Lunging, she sent forth a force of vampyric manipulation. "Ix! Guards!" Daemala called, grabbing a bottle of blood wine and hurling it at the dark man who was causing all of this chaos.

"Out! Now!" She whirled to the now feral person who had felled a guard, signaling for the non vampyric ones to make their exit.

"I really don't want to have to kick you out, either!" Daemala warned, another blood wine bottle ready to be fired.

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Character Portrait: Gro'chal Deathweaver
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A dark foreboding laugh shimmered through the tavern as a wicked sneer plastered against everyone's third eye. Their ears filled with a thunderous static as the creature began its rampage.

Do not provoke us with the bonegleam shining from your broken bodies. It is a transgression against the night. Pedals, falling into the river. You are the flowers the Children will pick and cast into dead water.

Suddenly, an overwhelmingly powerful psychic presence would attempt to rip through the mental barriers of anyone in the tavern. It would tear through their subconscious like wet tissue paper before violently yanking out every fear, every nightmare, and every foul memory that was buried beneath the lobes of their cortices. The presence would then inflict the nightmares upon their fragile minds. Every fear, every night-terror, every heartbreaking sadness and agony, would become as real as the ground they walked on, like demons flaying bone-laced whips across their souls.

Give in to your fear...

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M. Dietrich was backing away from the scene, unable to take her eyes off of it when she felt the crushing pressure that seemed to crush down on her entire body from all angles, propping her up even as it tried to knock her down. Her form flickered, like a movie reel skipping frames and blotches like burns started to appear on her form, spreading like burn marks. There was a moment when she was afraid that it would be her end before she had even begun again. But then the pressure broke, and her body snapped back to what it had been before, satin perfection. She stumbled a little and found she could move again. The pressure was there, she knew it, could feel it, but it no longer seemed to be restraining her. She ducked back into a corner and tried to make herself invisible in the shadows. "This was not how I imagined my return to be like." She murmured to herself, her voice a seductive purr even now.

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Character Portrait: Selmaina Kamarro
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Selmaina Kamarro howled as the tearing exploded through her mind's eye. It was throaty, mournful, dripping with more regret than most people could possibly understand. She crumpled to the floor, her animal sounds skipping across the air in between her shuddering gasps. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening.

She ran her hands through her hair, gripping at it as though she was trying to tear it out. The blood from her kill slicked over the strands, dying them burgundy with its gruesome beauty. "I didn't mean it. I never meant it." After all this time she was finally breaking.

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Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight
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Ix shakes his head and laughs at his own confusion and gets his ass into gear. He vaults over the bar, his body flying thought the air as if weightless toward the mad women. His skin turns black and chitinous while an extra set of arms grows out from under his first set. aupon seeing the change of heart his target has, quickly sends an organic anchor borrowing into the floor which stop him from colliding with her

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Gro'chal Deathweaver Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: M. Dietrich
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Reisel Dracul entered Tauvyr Tavern, wondering what exactly the hell was going on. He had seen soldiers come flooding in, observed a woman cowering in a corner, an enraged and bewildered Daemala brandishing a bottle of wine, and another one of his soldiers down.

Enough!
The Vampire thundered, hair erupting on the back of his neck and hands. Visibly his fangs extended, as he and Daemala worked together against the pressures on everyone's third eye.

You will leave,
Reisel said to Gro'chal, the presence, "Without returning until you can coexist," The soldiers joined in on the mental pressure, slowly taking part in the rising resistance against the presence. Reisel crossed to M. Dietrich as Daemala stood with her eyes closed on the table, chanting to herself.

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Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight
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Ix shakes his head and laughs at his own confusion and gets his ass into gear. He vaults over the bar, his body flying thought the air as if weightless toward the mad women. His skin turns black and chitinous while an extra set of arms grows out from under his first set.

Upon seeing the change of heart his target has, quickly sends an organic anchor borrowing into the floor which stops him from colliding with her. Ix looks around uncomfortably, at a loss of what he should do.

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Character Portrait: M. Dietrich
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M. Dietrich was captivated by the horror of what the peaceful and pleasureful wine bar had turned into. Even her own table was ruined, the bottle of Orvietto Abboccato '82 was overturned from its ice and spilling out gently onto the floor. She settled back against the wall and tried to remember some of the somber horrors of her life, and knew that things could get a lot worse than this. She looked down at her dress, speckled with things she would rather not think about, and made a vow to wear trousers from now on unless performing. She preferred them anyway, it was just that she wanted to feel particularly pretty as she made her debut. "I think I'm going to need a stronger drink." She spoke aloud, not even aware she had done so.

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Character Portrait: Gro'chal Deathweaver
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The Voice chuckled in amusement at the resistance. "My appreciations to you, good gentlemen and ladies, for supplying me with my entertainment for this eve. However, the night is still young, and the Dead have much to accomplish."

The presence would abruptly vanish, along with any trace of the trench-coated man. Even the memories of his appearance - his voice - would be mysteriously missing from their minds. All but the shadow of his sinister consciousness had disappeared. There were no footprints or scents. It was as if the man had never stepped into the establishment to begin with.

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Character Portrait: Selmaina Kamarro
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And then, as if it had never been there, the pressure on her mind eased. Selmaina flinched when she realized where she was, and what was all over her hands. Her nose wrinkled at the stench of carnage and slowly, she stood. With a quiet cough into her hand she reached down and brushed little flecks of blood from her hands, then casually made her way back to her corner. She sat, placing her hands palm-down on the table.

"I might need some water so I can clean up a little," she murmured.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Selmaina Kamarro Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: M. Dietrich
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Daemala found herself standing on a table, a corpse over there, and her new place in shambles. A fluster actually took itself to her face. She was about to ask a question, demand clean up, something, anything, when Reisel spoke.

"Men," He said slightly bewildered, "Help Madame Tauvyr clean the tavern." He bowed his head, extending a hand to M. Dietrich. Daemala looked at her clothes with slight horror, then back to the corpse. Oh shit, oh dear, oh crap.

"I so apologize, madame," She gushed, hopping from the table and righting the bottle. It was then Daemala looked to the crumpled, broken, feral lady.

"Are you alright?" The corpse was a corpse. Daemala bothered not with it while another soldier dragged it away. "Ix, the salmon?" She looked then to the ruined bottle of wine and the tables. Reisel held up a hand.

"We've got it, ma'am."

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Character Portrait: M. Dietrich
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M. Dietrich took the proffered hand and stood, unsteady for a moment, her form flickered again and she was perfectly clean, every bit of her dress, including the long feathered boa that ran almost all the way down to the floor. "Well, it seems my debut was less stellar than I had imagined. Thank you for your intervention, sir. I must say I have never seen anything like it before, and I thought that I was fairly well traveled." She seemed to look off into space for a moment before she shivered to herself and gave him a smile. "To whom do I owe my thanks?"

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Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight
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Ix sulks back to the kitchen, A chef's hat appearing on his head and he answers "Wee wee." in his best fake french accent. A few minutes later a hand holding a plate with the fish would be extended out to the bar in a snaking path. It's is only slightly burnt.

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Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul
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"Reisel Dracul," He steepened into a bow, breaking off from M. Dietrich with a subtle apology.

"Perhaps we can converse later, for now I must heed my men."

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Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight
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Ix Blacklight is at the bar and ready to serve.

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Character Portrait: Wilhelm Ixme
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A green gnome floats into the tavern in lotus position. His apparel is that of a professional chef. He floats over to the bar and addresses the Nickolas Cage impersonator "Sup Ix, you got a job for me?"

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Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight
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Ix sighs as his form shifts to resemble someone else.

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Ix sighs as his form starts to bubble like a pot of cheese. "What is the point of being a shape-shifter if everyone can tell it's me?" Ix's body is now more like a manikin, devoid of any detail for 2 seconds until first a mouth appears and begins talking while other parts form "Yeah, If you want it, You would be the Chef for the Tavern. You'd need to talk to the boss lady about things like pay but so long as you don't burn the food you should be golden." Now standing behind the bar is a Fabio knockoff, Buttoned shirt open.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight
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Daemala whirled in from the kitchen, presenting Ix with classy black trousers and a black shirt. There was also a burgundy apron.

"Here you go! I figured we should all look our best when on the job," She whirled, presenting her own to-the-knee black dress and burgundy pinafore. She looked absolutely darling.

"Who is that?" She pointed to the gnome, thing.

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Character Portrait: Wilhelm Ixme
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The gnome snickers at Ix's new look and loses control of the spell that lets him float. on the floor he can't help but burst out laughing
Ix joins in on the laughter, his voice much deeper

"You just have a certain.... Way about you. And you should know by now that I don't burn my cooking." The gnome turns a darker shade of green and with a flick of his wrist reactivates his spell so that he is once again at eye level. "Ah greetings. I am Wilhelm Ixme, Sorcerer Chef supreme. My friend, Ix, was telling me that you had an opening at your fine establishment."

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Ix just laughs harder, once the clothes are presented to him. The ones he is wearing now, shift to look like the one she has presented him with.

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Omega Delta crawls on fours, her nails scratching at the wooden planks that was the floor, her red hues beamed with confusion and intrigue, to flesh-like tail whipped from side to side, a stinger on the tip of the bony and muscly tail, venom dripping from it and looked like a scorpion's tail, her slender frame painted almost white in complexion, though smooth and naked. Her hair white as snow, short and scruffy.

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Omega Delta then arched her back, the spinal bones pushing against her skin as her tail melded into her spinal cord, small winces of pain followed then as it was finished she continued to crawl on fours, like a animal, her head whip side to side at the new surrounding, putting her hand out in front of her gliding it down to the floor again as if she was examining the surrounding with feeling glands on her hands, small sqeeks from her small pale pink lips followed as she continued.

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Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight Character Portrait: Wilhelm Ixme
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"Good! You look swell," Daemala torted, then pointed at the gnome on the floor.

"And you're hired. Say you can cook?" Like lightning the woman produced a menu from seemingly nowhere.

"Familiarize yourself with this," She pushed the clothes towards him, "Wear these," Daemala began ushering the gnome towards the kitchens, "Burn nothing." Turning on her heel, she addressed Ix again. "Customers!"