Moonstar Inn Bed & Breakfast

[solid [furtim procurator]]

*enters the dusty old Moonstar Inn after two long year, no one is around. He sits at the corner waiting for someone too arivE*

Lalalala smile  

[Ares]

*arrives after ages away*  

[Jahoclave]

*Saunters in, removes his hat and jacket, places them on the rack, and proceeds to sit down in his old chair by the window and ponders the years gone by.*  

[Jahoclave]

*walks around, making sure all the shades are pulled.*
*glances back through the doorway at a place once live with activity, long since forgotten to time; fleeting memories of time long past, traveled, forgotten, past.*
*Makes sure the old door is firmly shut*
*takes out a sharp chisel and finds a suitable rock and begins to chisel a message for others who may yet come again to this place.*
"Thanks for all the memories, I hope you all are fine."
*Slowly steps down the few steps to the neglected cobblestone path now with weeds growing in between the cracks. *

*starts down the path into the distance for new adventures to come and for the glory that comes of having done, whistling a lively toon.*  

[Ares]

*she notices the guests and offers them a sit-down and some tea*
Would you like a sit-down and some tea?

((I know, just.....I know.))  

[Emperor Lothar]

(( Dude, i seems kinda empty nowadays razz ))  

[Jahoclave]

*lets loose a massive amount of cats*  

[Saalem]

CATS!!!!??? crying NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! -runs with machetes away from them...-  

[Jahoclave]

*notices that the cats have long since dissipated and that the path has almost been completely overtaken by the grass. Sits down on a weathered boulder that faces the inn which is now falling into complete disrepair. It isn't even safe to go into anymore. The roof has fallen in in multiple spots and the porch has collapsed. There was a history to the place. A history that would always draw certain individuals who hadn't quite managed to move on back to the place. A sort of nostalgic connection revisited when the future seemed bleak. Eventually they'd make out okay, but this was what made them. Here, these times spent laughing with friends long gone. It'd been nearly a year since that rock was carved. Humph, quite a passage of time. New friends, new memories, new futures. That this place was ever a lively joint hardly seemed real. He took the rock, it only had a meaning to him.*