Venantium Tavern (Closed and complete. Part 2 is live!)

[Talon Sky]

In the center of Durem, a building stands blended in with the city's dark architecture. Nondescript save for the sign identifying the place as a tavern and inn, the place harbors a much more serious agenda.

Demon hunting.

Fronting the business as an inn, the members of Venantium work both in relative secrecy and out in the open. For most people, it is a place to rest, eat, and relax; for those with bigger troubles, the tavern is a place to hide or hire someone to handle the job right.

People of all races are accepted of course, the co-owner himself being half-demon. Those who would come to see evil done, however, will find more than a few surprises waiting for them behind these thick wooden doors...


Created By: Talon Sky and Rose Scented
Graphics By: Rose Scented
Level: Literate

[Talon Sky]

Demons. Devils. Men and women of ill will and power. The world is saturated with such filth, and lurking all over are those who would see the world burn for amusement, profit, or some other more sinister purpose. These injustices are what Talon Sky has dedicated his life to combating. For hundreds of years, Talon Sky has fought for the good in the world with sword and wit alike. One man, however, can only do so much. Hell is full of those Talon has sent there, and yet the world still teems with suffering at the hands of the infernal.

Enter Venantium.

Venantium is a new organization, spear headed by the half-demon Talon Sky and the lovely, fiery Terranova. It's purpose is demon hunting, combating cults of dark origins, and whatever else is necessary to protect the good of the common world. Here, one can find hunters of all stripes and races, powers and talents. Ethical standings and moral directions, for not all heroes are good.

Such a gathering, however, would make all it's members targets of those who do not wish to see such an organization exist. Talon and Nova have disguised their company as a tavern and inn, and to that extent it is very successful indeed. However, do not let the illusions of such day-to-day activities fool you. To most, the place is yet another dark tavern. To those in the know, for any and all who require services rendered or have the skills the duo seeks, the Venantium Tavern holds a deeper purpose.

Hope.

[Talon Sky]

Right, a lot of these go without saying.

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[Talon Sky]

[Talon Sky]

⇉ Admins
Talon Sky - Talon Sky
Terranova - Rose Scented
⇉ Employees
Cook, Waitress and Lead Staff Member: Anna - Tiny_rel
Waiter and Bouncer: Grotham - lizardman ((mummyman3))

⇉ Hunters
⇉ Regulars
Augustus Lionel Theodore Templeton - Rose Scented

Character Profile Skeleton:

[b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Race:[/b] [b]Position:[/b] Regular/Hunter/Job Position [b]Description:[/b] Whatever you want to write about your character here. [b]Appearance:[/b]


Character Profiles:
Talon Sky

Name: Talon Sky
Age: Appears in late twenties, is well into five hundred years in actuality
Race: Half-demon, Incubus descent
Position: Co-owner
Description: Samurai, ex-State Alchemist, and motorcycle enthusiast, Talon Sky is a lot of things wrapped up in a sexy, silver haired and blue eyed package.
Appearance:


Terranova

Name: Terranova, "Nova" to her friends.
Age: Questionable. Probably something along the lines of five hundred, maybe older, maybe younger.
Race: Phoenix
Position: Co-Owner // Bartender // Bouncer
Description: Terranova is generally a very likable person; she has a friendly, open personality that makes it easy for her to meet new people and to get to know them well, and she has an infectious laugh. When necessary, however, she’s very down to earth, solid in her profession, and as loyal as a hound dog on the trail of a target. When it comes to killing she’s ruthless, heartless, and ready for battle at any second. She’s a light sleeper, a coffee addict, and some have fondly called her an alcoholic. However, early in the morning she is more likely to roast you, than to make nice. Official Profile.
Appearance:



Avis Lorens

Name: Avis Lorens

Age: 21

Race: Human

Position: Regular/Cook

Description:
General Information
Alias or Nickname: N/A
Birthdate: March 22nd
Birth Place: Gaia
Hometown: Durem
Belief/Religion: Athiest
Profession: Alchemist
Hobby: Reading, star gazing, gardening

Physical Characteristics

Height: 5' 3'' (About 160 cm)
Weight: 113 lbs (About 51 Kg)
Hair: Long reddish brown hair
Eyes ( Right/Left ): Both a forest green
Skin: Light olive skin
Handedness: Right
Birthmarks: A star-like shaped spot on the back of her neck
Scars: N/A
Tattoos: The Orion constellation through out her body, and two alchemy circles (one on each hand)
Piercings: Three on her left ear, and two on her right.
Blood Type: O+

Basic Description: Avis is an average girl all around. She was always considered attractive and got many compliments for it.

Disabilities: N/A

Possessions:

Most Prized Possession: Her belt pouch
Description: A black belt with a seemingly small pouch attached to it. Due to a spell that she cast on it, it is now virtually bottomless. This lets her store may things inside of it.
Origin: The two components, belt and pouch, were originally separate. Avis sewed them together. Once satisfied with the results, she cast the spell on it.
Function: Storage, and a place for Merlin to stay as they travel.

Pets: Merlin
Species: Raccoon
Subspecies: N/A
Appearance: Small and mostly gray. Has the signature black mask around his face and black 'sock' patches on his feet. And has three black rings on his tail.
Origin: Avis found Merlin abandoned in a Durem alleyway and took him home. He got used to living a domesticated life and became her pet.

History:

Avis was orphaned at the young age of ten. Not wanting to grow up in the orphanage, she ran away. One night, she stopped by a shop that sold alchemy supplies. Naturally, this piqued her interest and she went in to look around. The owner saw her and thought she had potential. She was then adopted and taught alchemy. She now co-owns the shop and helps around.

Psychology

Personality: Avis is a generally normal girl. She is kind when shown kindness, and rude when treated as such. She can also be sarcastic at times, both jokingly and cruel. Essentially if she is treated nicely, she will reciprocate the gesture.

Goals: To become a successful and well known alchemist

Fears: Being alone, being stuck in a raccoon form, and spiders

Powers and Skills:

Abilities/Powers: She has been dabbling in transfiguration as of late. She chose the form of a raccoon to change back and forth from. Though it doesn't work out at times.

Skills: She is skilled in alchemy mostly. But she can also cook pretty well.

Theme Song
Paprika Theme Song

Appearance:


Juliet Smith

Name: Juliet Smith
Age: Twenty-five years old.
Race: Pure human, baby!
Position: Bartender
Description: Just your typical run of the mill blond bombshell. She loves what she does! She's also still getting use to supernatural beings but treats every one of them equally. Also, she's a lesbian.
Appearance:


Grotham

Name:Grotham
Age: 345
Race: bi-pedal dragon descent (Heirgon)
Position: Waiter
Description: Grathom a kind dragonian, though his past haunts him from when he first appeared in the land. He was a regular at a tavern and inn where he spent his youth as a troublemaker, the people around him helped him to understand the language of commoners, aided him in dark times. Cheered him up when sad, but then everything changed when his cousin found him, he was scared yet he fought valiantly against the man and his crew. Grotham however did have an advantage, his friends, who paid the price dearly. Saphire a female and his secret love interest protected him with her life, his closest friend Solarius had also paid it, when he tried to curse Lathinrot but accidentally cursed his friend. Solarius had used all his magic but in the end he was brutally murdered, thrown fourteen hundred feet and into a brick wall. Grathom had tried his best, yet when it ended Lathinrot escaped and some of his dearest friends were laid to waste. He and the two owners spent an entire week digging graves, Grathom had spent more than a month digging by himself. He was to attone for his sins, but even digging could not stop the memories from haunting him, he had been searching for his cousin for a long time and has been unable to find him, now as he grows old and weary he wishes only to rest and make a life for himself, he wanted to start all over again, and he knew it would not be easy. Appearance:


Augustus Lionel Theodore Templeton


Name: Augustus Lionel Theodore Templeton – “Gus” or “Tempy”
Age: Twenty-Eight
Race: Werewolf
Position: Regular
Description: This boy here is your typical southern gent. Charm, good looks, sexy southern drawl and killer wit all come together to create a guy who cares more about other's than himself. He does occasionally have some anger problems, though it's mostly the beast in him trying to claw its way out. He is also a trained chef that has worked both in professional and unprofessional circumstances, though desserts aren’t really his strong suit. Official Profile.
Appearance:



Ronin

Name: Ronin
Age: 23
Race: Human
Position:Regular
Description: Ronin is a wandering, free-spirited vagabond, as well as a freelance mercenary who makes a living off of taking up dangerous jobs for a sum of money. He is skilled in various martial arts, and a skilled swordsman as well, wielding the Jade Snake Blade; a Chinese straight sword adorned with a Jade snake ornament and a detachable hook blade attached with a 30 foot long cord. With his flashy fighting style, explosive combination of martial arts and swordsmanship and intense (and sometimes destructive) battles, he is known around certain parts as the "Chaos Mercenary".

Despite his dangerous background and fighting skills, he is not as bad as most people would think as a mercenary. Although he may appear distant and aloof at first, he is friendly, kind-hearted, and easy to approach and have a conversation with, and can even be a bit of a goofball sometimes. He is also known to turn down or bail on assassination and genocide missions unless it is justified and if his target truly deserves it. This tends to put him at odds with other mercenary groups, but Ronin could care less. His only known relative is his sister, Chrissy, whose whereabouts are currently unknown.
Appearance: Ronin

[Talon Sky]

⇉ 3//29//2014 - Thread Opened for business!
⇉ 1/22/2016 - After an unplanned hiatus on my part, the thread is officially re-opened and going to be more active (my bad sweatdrop ). Before the break, it was brought to my attention that our plot and setting are a bit difficult for newcomers to figure out. As such, I will be writing a Setting And Plot Overview, to be posted in the first Reserved post below. I will edit this once that is done.

[Talon Sky]

[Talon Sky]

[Talon Sky]

[Talon Sky]

Talon Sky grinned, looking over the outside of his beautiful new building. It was everything the half-demon wanted in a tavern; low-profile, blended in well with the surrounding buildings, and bigger than it would seem once inside.

Stepping over the threshold, Talon swept his azure blue eyes over the beautiful wooden interior, shaded gold by the various sources of lighting. Yes, Nova had been right about this particular design....in fact, Talon had let Nova have most of the decorating and stocking decisions to herself. Though Talon looked in his late twenties, the man with the long silver hair was well into his fifth century. Being half-demon, specifically incubus as betrayed by his charismatic and alluring aura, meant Talon didn't age very much. However, it also meant that Talon was very slow to catch up to modern ways of thinking. Talon preferred simpler themes, simpler times.

Adjusting the katana at his belt, which gave off a soft blue and icy glow where the hilt and sheath met, Talon reminded himself that these were not simple times. Today, at least, Talon was a very happy man indeed.

"Looks like we're open for business," Talon said to himself before taking a seat at the bar and waiting for people to start arriving.

[Spaced Out Lover]

☼๑۩۞۩๑☼ Ѧѷɨʂ Lɸʁҿᾒʂ ☼๑۩۞۩๑☼

Current Outfit:

Avis made her way down the streets of Durem to the Venantium. She had recently gotten a job there as a cook. Although she did work at the alchemy shop down the road, it was more of a side thing. She only helped out when her father needed it. She stopped in front of the building and looked the building over. It looked rustic, but not too old. Just her style really. Avis read the sign and half smiled. "Well, this must be it. Let's take a look inside", she said aloud to herself.

She paused a bit as she walked in and looked around. Avis let out a bit of a whistle. The inside was just as nice as the outside. Though, admittedly they didn't really match each other. But the design really wasn't up to her. Especially since the place wasn't hers. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man sitting at the bar. Avis smiled a bit and sort of waved, "Oh, hi. I'm Avis, the new cook. You must be the owner... Um... Talon I think it was?" She scratched the back her head and smiled a bit nervously as she introduce herself.

Just as she did, Avis felt her pouch rustle a bit. A small head poked out and looked around. She reflexively reached down to pet the animal's head. "Oh, and this is Merlin. I hope it's alright to keep him around. He's my companion. I never really leave the house without him." As she introduced the animal, the baby raccoon crawled out of the pouch and climbed up her arm to rest on her shoulder.



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[[Ooc: Aaagh, my first posts are always a bit lengthy... Then they start fluctuating depending on activity of the thread >.<]]

Talon Sky

[Rose Scented]

“It’s too early to be open for anything.” Despite her fiery spirit and love of the sun, Terranova was not an early riser. Given her own way of things the Phoenix would probably never rise before noon, and if she did there had better be a great deal of incentive for her to even think about it. Luckily the pot of coffee that Talon already had brewing worked well enough in that regard, not to mention the promise of yet another day in the backstreets of Durem where crime most often frequented. Since reuniting with her lover Terranova had honestly taken some time off from her usual bounty hunting duties and fallen into a routine with Talon that far better suited her natural desire to not be alone. Even though being with Talon meant far more early mornings than she liked, she really wasn’t complaining.

Dressed in a simple ensemble of a black tank top emblazoned with the Harley Davidson logo and backed by colorful orange, red, blue and yellow flames, a pair of jeans whose side seams were replaced with black leather laces and bare feet that twitched comfortably at the cool temperature of the hardwood floor, it was evident that she was figuring for a quiet first day with their open sign blaring in the window. Even though Terranova had had a good deal of say on how the tavern was decorated and arranged, she didn’t know a thing about running the business and was leaning on Talon for support when it came right down to it. Sure, she’d been around and had overheard the half-demon and Anna chatting about business when the Moon was still open, but Terranova was more of the bouncer type, than the owner type. “I didn’t think bars’n s**t opened until later anyways.” She grumbled in his direction, soothing any sting her tired voice may have carried with a kiss to his cheek.

She turned after and directed herself into the kitchen where the call of coffee was just too strong to compete with, and by the time she returned she was surprised to find a woman with a raccoon on her shoulder standing in the bar. A mug of black coffee only altered by a few teaspoons of sugar was placed down in front of her lover as stared rather openly, her own brought to rest just under and in front of her nose so she could inhale its rich, lucrative scent. "Uh. Morning?" She commented, and though her tone was blunt and rather hard, she certainly wasn't trying to be rude. Terranova needed at least two cups of coffee before interacting with people, something that had once made Talon joke about getting a warning label tattooed across her forehead. “Coffee?"

(( No worries! Welcome. 8D ))


ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ᴛ ᴀ s ᴛ ᴇ ᴏ ғ ʟ ᴏ ᴠ ᴇ ɪ s s ᴡ ᴇ ᴇ ᴛ ᴡ ʜ ᴇ ɴ ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ s ʟ ɪ ᴋ ᴇ ᴏ ᴜ ʀ s ᴍ ᴇ ᴇ ᴛ
ɪ ғ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ғ ᴏ ʀ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ ʟ ɪ ᴋ ᴇ ᴀ ᴄ ʜ ɪ ʟ ᴅ ᴏ ʜ ʙ ᴜ ᴛ ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ғ ɪ ʀ ᴇ ᴡ ᴇ ɴ ᴛ ᴡ ɪ ʟ ᴅ

[Talon Sky]

Talon smiled as Nova grumbled at being up so early, and returned the kiss to her warm cheek in thanks for the coffee. "We must serve food to our adoring public, my love," Talon teased, and turned his silver head to regard the newcomer, a woman he'd recently hired to be the tavern's cook. Talon knew her father briefly, having worked with the man on a single occasion that neither of them really enjoyed talking about. Leave it this, Talon vowed to never again combine his skills with Alchemy and jockstraps ever, ever again.

"Avis, a pleasure to meet you," Talon said sincerely, his soft voice carrying a strength to it tempered by hundreds of years of martial discipline. "Welcome to Venantium Inn. Yes, I am Talon Sky," he said with a flourished, albeit still seated, bow. "At your service. When will you be ready to begin your employment here with us?"

With:

Rose Scented

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Where:
The Bar

[Spaced Out Lover]

☼๑۩۞۩๑☼ Ѧѷɨʂ Lɸʁҿᾒʂ ☼๑۩۞۩๑☼

Current Outfit:

Avis looked at the woman a bit confused. As she saw them exchange their mushy greetings, she nodded to herself. "Oh, must be that girl father was talking about. Makes sense she would be around", she thought to herself. She waved at the woman a bit, "Morning." Avis wasn't really offended by her tone. She could be the same sometimes. Depending on how late she stayed up at the workshop.

She turned her attention back to Talon and smiled. "Thank you, oh and my father says hello.", she said as she remembered her father's request. "As for starting, I'm up for starting right away.", she offered eagerly.

Mood: Nervously eager
With: Merlin, Talon, and Terranova
Where: Bar

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[[Ooc: @Rose: Thankies biggrin
Oh gawd, gotta love ghetto tacos xD ]]

Talon Sky

Rose Scented

[Rose Scented]

We must serve food to our adoring public, my love.

“Public schmublic.” Terranova fired off in a tone that was a great deal more lackluster than the retort truly called for. Instead of dwelling on her bedraggled tone, Terranova leaned forward against the counter that she stood behind and contemplated going back to bed despite there being a person already located within the finely hewn wooden themed bar. She was rather pleased, all in all, with how the interior renovations had turned out and was happy with the way they wowed people upon entry. The building itself appeared much less grandeur in style from the outside but that, in and of itself, aided in its nondescript location and its ability to blend right in unless one was truly looking for it.

Her gaze lifted from the black depths of her coffee, only tainted by the faint sting of fire whiskey ( Anna, I don’t suffer from a drinking problem. I enjoy every minute of it. ) and listened vaguely to the conversation between her lover and the somewhat-ginger, recalling only vaguely that Talon had mentioned a new employee that would be arriving. Something about a cook, right? Yes, that had to be it. When her name was brought to light Terranova filed the information away for use when she was a little more awake, and a little more people friendly.

When Avis returned her greeting, Terranova nodded in aknowledgement and returned to her coffee, bringing the temperature of the liquid back up to a raging heat that better suited the firebird’s tastes before sipping at its steaming contents. If she wasn’t needed in the conversation, she certainly wasn’t going to stick her nose into it. She was briefly curious about how Talon knew the girl’s father, but she saved the question for later and opted for silent, early morning brooding instead.


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ɪ ғ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ғ ᴏ ʀ ʏ ᴏ ᴜ ʟ ɪ ᴋ ᴇ ᴀ ᴄ ʜ ɪ ʟ ᴅ ᴏ ʜ ʙ ᴜ ᴛ ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ғ ɪ ʀ ᴇ ᴡ ᴇ ɴ ᴛ ᴡ ɪ ʟ ᴅ