Setting
You climb the marble stairs towards Verinotte Hall ...Standing proud and high with dragons crawling up it's sides was Verinotte Hall. Large gilded doors up an elaborate marble staircase marked the entrance to this place. The staircase wrapped around the corner, disappearing to the square.
Here, in Verinotte Hall, is where the Grand Balls would be held. Every Halloween, there is a full week of celebration. There are also Equinox and Solstice balls, and citizens of Verinotte Hollow are allowed to rent out the space.
In the upper levels there is a court room, as well as a small governement office. Tunnels are rumored to exist beneath this building. The clock tower is currently under construction, as it was taken out during the Ball of Chaos
- Second Ball of Chaos
Sunday, October 15th, 4PM EST - 10PM EST
Attire: Ballroom
Guests who appear under dressed are subject to being requested to leave
Fee: Donation to Shrine of Shrines
Amount of donation is fully dependent on the whims of the attendee - Halloween Ball
October 31st, 3PM EST - 4AM EST
Attire: Masquerade
Guests who appear without a costume/mask are subject to being requested to leave
Fee: Donation to Verinotte Cemetery
Amount of donation is fully dependent on the whims of the attendee - Winter Solstice Ball
Saturday, December 8th, 4PM EST - 2AM EST
Attire: Ballroom (Black & White Ball)
Guests who appear in colors are subject to being requested to leave
Fee: Donation to Verinotte Treasury
Amount of donation is fully dependent on the whims of the attendee
- Ball of Chaos Read the Highlights!
Was: Saturday, April 14th, 12PM EST - 12AM EST
Verinotte Hall
Standing proud and high with dragons crawling up it's sides was Verinotte Hall. Large gilded doors atop an elaborate marble staircase marked the entrance to this wonderous place. A large clock face mocked the very moon, as this was the tallest tower.
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Verinotte Hall is a part of 
Verinotte Hollow.
1 Places in Verinotte Hall:
11 Characters Here
Boo [51] Enter a little girl about the size of a doll with long pink hair and violet eyes. She could almost pass for human if not for the cat-like ears and tail. Dressed in a raged green tunic and bare foot, It's obvious she is at home in the forests.
Temperance Faridine [45] A runt in the werewolf society, she doesn't get fur or look wolfish when it comes to the full moon, the only things that change about her are her eyes and her teeth, which become more wolf-like.
Carnidine Evrest [45] A hippe magic using werewolf, or a hippie spellwolf in other words.
Destin Murray [37] "I guess I'm just lucky."
Brennan Flynn [11]
Miles Scarlett [8] The Dashing Dead.
Ronnie Le'bank [8] A vampire that is familiar with both old ways and new ways, technology he can use without help. But he doesn't use them when fighting.
Bangal of Winter Clock [6] A lich, be I, a fondness for cats, have I. Kitties.
Kaine Phantomile [3] Calm, Quiet, Cute, Smart, Romantic, Easy to talk to, Can be very dark or cold.
Porky Minch [3] A timeless dictator with a child's mind, believing the world to be his playground, to twist and manipulate to however he sees.
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"Geez..." the young psychic blinked a few times as gold objects started to rain onto the floor. Of course, she was smart and decided not to get pelted with several objects by staying over by the wall, leaning against it as she watched as gold fell everywhere.
Jack Thorn got hit in the head by some gold and with that he ducked under one of the tables as he watched more of everything
Fabian adjusted his tie as he entered, and was immediately pelted with gold from the ceiling. Covering his head, he moved against a wall where an overhanging balcony protected him slightly. Not wanting to appear too opportunistic, he quietly scooped up a handful of gold coins. "There's the next few months' rent." he muttered under his breath.
Daemala dove behind the Harlequin for cover as gold rained from the ceiling, extending out a hand to catch a string of bulging golden orbs. She looked up, smiling wide as a ton of elegantly dressed vampires clung to the ceiling! Oh this was such fun!
They dropped, the guests, ladies in gowns that poofed as they descended. The men landed stately, and the music stayed still for a moment longer. Then, it resumed, the newcomers mingling in, multiplying the body count.
As Kaine approached she curtsied deeply, bowing her head. When he took her hand, surely enough she felt the power emanating from him. Oh flattery! He spoke, she rose, looking him into the eyes and raising her chin. "Business, yes," Daemala revealed her sharp fangs. What he said was troubling, but only in the least. "Would you care for some champagne?" The waiter had made his way to them.
They dropped, the guests, ladies in gowns that poofed as they descended. The men landed stately, and the music stayed still for a moment longer. Then, it resumed, the newcomers mingling in, multiplying the body count.
As Kaine approached she curtsied deeply, bowing her head. When he took her hand, surely enough she felt the power emanating from him. Oh flattery! He spoke, she rose, looking him into the eyes and raising her chin. "Business, yes," Daemala revealed her sharp fangs. What he said was troubling, but only in the least. "Would you care for some champagne?" The waiter had made his way to them.
It would appear ancient royalty has arrived! Kaine, famed Vampire of old, graces Verinotte Hollow tonight with his presence. With him he has brought an undead entourage, who dropped from the ceiling in an impressive display of archaic power! What really stopped the show, as you can see ladies and gentlemen, is what happened prior to their drop.
Gold rained from the ceiling, a gift from Kaine to the guests. The barrage of splendor has stopped, but many lavish items still litter the floor of Verinotte Hall. What is to make of this appearance? Guests ducked for cover, and a Taguel was seen fleeing the scene.
This has been Winne Rineswurth, with TERRACAST!"
A young woman slowly entered the hall, her hair pulled up into an elegant bun, a few strands hanging to frame her face. She quirked a brow at the rain of gold, letting her eyes drift over the various guests, lingering on those drifting from the ceiling. The beauty and grace they possessed brought her attention to the simplicity of the blue dress she wore, matching the woading that decorated her skin. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and slowly scooped up a handful of gold, tucking it into the purse she'd brought with her. She brushed off her dress slightly before beginning her slow walk around the hall, absorbing her surroundings and examining the guests with curiosity. "What a strange little event..."
"...Ah, what the hell..." Kumatora looked over at some of the loot that was dropped, picking up a few things. Hey, it was free money and she needed money to buy things! Stuffing a few items into her hoodie's pocket, she allowed herself to smile a bit.
entering tha ball was a 16 year old boy with the same colored eyes and hair as his older brother jack thonly no tux just a white shirt and black jeans this time as he kept his pocket knife he looked around noticed that it was raining gold and what not as he noticed under the table was his brother "finally found him but no dragon I see"he said to himself
Jack Thorn;looked up from under the table seeing his younger brother Brad he crawled out from under the table and went over to see him wondering what he is doing here "what the Brad wait you didn't get the invitation too did you ?"he asked
Brad;"well seems like and where is this dragon I though he goes where ever you go ?"he asked him
Jack Thorn;looked up from under the table seeing his younger brother Brad he crawled out from under the table and went over to see him wondering what he is doing here "what the Brad wait you didn't get the invitation too did you ?"he asked
Brad;"well seems like and where is this dragon I though he goes where ever you go ?"he asked him
There came a deep rumbling from all around the hall, and the air seemed to tighten and constrict itself around one's throat. Light bent itself in unnatural, unsettling ways, and any and all electronics present flickered and died, plunging the scene into Darkness.
As it should be. Was this not supposed to be...The Ball of Chaos?
As it should be. Was this not supposed to be...The Ball of Chaos?
Jude Alvaris walked into the ballroom, not exactly dressed for a ball. He was just wearing his fur-collared leather jacket, which he didn't even bother buttoning up, and some black jeans. Despite his casual attire, he was the heir to a noble vampiric house. "Well, fancy this. A dance of darkness. Hmm...I suppose this might be a bit enjoyable." he said, looking around the hall.
Valve Vlanderson of course acted almost oblivious to everything, namely, he was guiding Arielle around as she took interest in everything about the place. The two seemed content with sightseeing, let alone doing anything else.
Ah... the lights went out... awesome. "Oh... well... this is great..." she said, frowning a bit, before bringing her hand up. "PK Fire!" she announced, before her psychic powers formed a ball of fire in her hand to help illuminate the room up a bit.
Istzyr Baenval entered into the Ball not as most would imagine a peddler of fine quality items but instead as a noble Drow. Lord Istzyr's lineage might not go unnoticed as his dark elven features were very prominent and hide his darker side quit well. The elven man simply wore his best red finery and kept a rather unique crystal like cane by his side that's head ended up in a knot filled with a dark amber of sorts. However instead of walking in on a party filled with life and lights the drow was welcomed to the glimmer of a torch and darkness all around him. "Hello darkness my dear friend." The drow would jest as he moved about the room unhindered by the lack of light only to sigh a bit as he looked upon the other players. "An exquisite sight I am sure but what else do these guests have in store for the rest of us is truly not known." Istzyr muttered as he slowly moved about the scene to get a better look at the comings and goings of the others in hopes of finding someone worthy of his time.
Zosimos too was strutting around. He bowed his head as he passed Valve and Arielle, the celebrities from Ruula. He was mingling with the newcomers when the room was plunged into darkness. He snickered, still fully able to see, knowing what had happened. He would feel that presence anywhere. Winne Rineswurth let out a sigh of displeasure, her cameraman sounding noticeable disgruntled as his tech was no longer operational.
Zosimos moved his way over to Jude, smelling nobility from afar. Nobility smelling nobility, he smiled.
"Greetings," Zosimos raised his chin in respect, "The Vankoryth Detente welcomes you," He slipped him a small note. It was the coordinates of Castle Vankoryth. "Care for something to drink?"
Zosimos moved his way over to Jude, smelling nobility from afar. Nobility smelling nobility, he smiled.
"Greetings," Zosimos raised his chin in respect, "The Vankoryth Detente welcomes you," He slipped him a small note. It was the coordinates of Castle Vankoryth. "Care for something to drink?"
The young woman looked about quickly as the electronics went out. Her glossy eyes took a moment to adjust, but she had very little problem still seeing what was happening around her. A hand instinctually went to her throat, fingering the pearl locket there as she glanced about. She was unsettled by the sudden darkness, but only enough to force her closer towards the walls of the hall; keeping her back to something solid gave her the courage to continue enjoying the ball. She was uncertain about her new-found home, but events such as this certainly brought some excitement to her otherwise ritualistic life.
The psychic added a bit more psychic energy to the ball of fire floating in her hand, illuminating more of the area around her, as she started to make her way through the room, trying to see if everyone was okay.
The drow glanced at the woman who was protecting her pearl locket that hung about her neck like a pretty picture in a museum of art and history. It was never the intention of Istzyr to stare so longingly at her, or more specifically her jewelry, and it would never become apparent that he wanted it as he turned his attention to the girl who was generating the ball of fire just to have a rather annoyed look upon his face. "Talent I am sure but a bit bright on the eyes."
A light would shine from above...but it was no chandelier, nor spotlight. The ceiling itself began to melt and crumble away, as if peeled away by mammoth, prying hands. Thick, tree-like tendrils crept up the exterior of the building, holding the roof apart as the moon lingered high over head. Then, with slow, exacting steadiness, the lunar surface rotated and warped...revealing itself to be a massive, glistening eye, horrid and bloodshot, staring down at the collected children of darkness.
The stars dilated and and grew as well, becoming a flock of quivering, pulsating eyeballs that twitched in a million different directions. Yes. Nyarlathotep would watch the events of this evening. He would encourage this 'Ball of Chaos' along its merry path...
The stars dilated and and grew as well, becoming a flock of quivering, pulsating eyeballs that twitched in a million different directions. Yes. Nyarlathotep would watch the events of this evening. He would encourage this 'Ball of Chaos' along its merry path...
"Thank you, good sir. I believe I would like a glass of blood." Jude replied to Zosimos. "Hmm...now which lovely lady shall I dance with." he pondered.
The young woman growled at Istzyr. "Well, sorry for wantin' to be able to see where the hell I'm... go...ing..." she trailed off as she looked up at the ceiling peeling away and the eyes that stared at them, her fire ball actually dissipating as she lowered her hands, completely shocked.
Jack Thorn and Brad Thorn both looking at the lights that went out as they were xt to eachother "Okay this is one weird night "said "I see weirder "said Jack
Istzyr Baenval looked up at the scene above just to ponder on this event a little but decided not to bring it up if any conversation were to flock his way. Instead of responding to the girl who did not take his compliment so well Istzyr made his way slowly over to the woman and her pearl locket only to offer a mock bow and a smile that would charm even the most hell bent cur one could imagine into liking the drow. "You are a lady who appears to be in need of assistance that only I can provide. I am an acquirer of fine things and interesting tales." The drow tightened his grip on the head of his cane only to shake his head and laugh a bit. "Forgive me but I have forgotten to introduce myself, how very rude of me, I am Lord Baenval."
Oh, yes. The stage was being set quite fabulously this evening, Zosimos mused. The glittering eyeballs over head didn't bother him too much, in fact he quite enjoyed the chill it sent up his spine.
"Of course," Zosimos snapped his fingers, a vampyric waiter carefully picking his way through the crowd towards them. "Which lovely lady indeed," He mused as well, for there were many present.
"Of course," Zosimos snapped his fingers, a vampyric waiter carefully picking his way through the crowd towards them. "Which lovely lady indeed," He mused as well, for there were many present.