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 Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 8:47 pm
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Uss: Sitting room/Balcony
Draa: Bedroom/Bathroom
Llar: A little guide.
..........Up a tall tower and many flights of stairs is a heavy looking door. The wood is smooth from the passage of time, but still fullfills its purpose with a sense of duty. It has no door knob, but a large metal ring. A light tap of this circlet and, given you have the best intentions, the archway becomes clear.
..........Almost immediately there is a delicate scent of frankincense wafting in the air. The strong aroma is soft, but not too overpowering. It seems to drift in from the vaguely opened door as a thin wisp, diluting into the chamber's atmosphere instantaneously. Tall bookcases covered the walls completely, save for a tiny area near the desk beneath the window and a small fireplace, and a narrow rug leads back to the bedroom.
..........The window is small, square, but pointed at the top. It's panes are too dirty to view anything outside the room, however the thick satin curtains enveloping the niche take care of the problem. Only a few articals were set upon the desk, a small domed box, some candles, a deck of odd-looking cards, and a stone fastened to a lengthy silver chain. There are also random objects set upon the shelve: small blades and stones, the shells of foreign insects, skulls.
..........The glowing fire in the hearth gives the room a dreary effect, casting shadows across the dull furniture placed infront of the mantle. The only noise is the occasional chime of a clock seated on a narrow stand beside the sofa, and the soft howl of wind outside the baclony.
..........The balcony in question is somewhat small, positioned high above the grounds. It is made of a studry rock, with high gaurdrails. Plants are situated the same as in the batroom, in almost every availalbe spot. Two stones benches are the only furnishings.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 8:51 pm
..........There is only one trinket positioned on the walls. Silvery crescent moons with "moon beams" adorn the corners, fanning out to the border of the inner circle against the dark background. Pewter colored rings and copper colored Drow knot designs with triple moon emblems in between form an oblong circle inside that. The center, most surely glass, has a shining surface, but appears to be black. The use of this apparent mirror is unknown though there is a lingering feel of strange magic embedded into the object. It?s surfaced has been wiped clean repeatedly. And hanging from the ceiling, there are three wire baskets strung together. The bottom was the largest, and the top smallest. A gracious seeming plant sat in the bottom silo. It was very green and healthy, and its long leafs trickled over the sides. The other two containers were empty at the moment, save for a few small sticks with burnt ends.
..........Already the space had been painted a dark tone, and the carpet brought to match. A blanket draped around the large bed lazily, spilling onto the floor in an irresponsible manner. It was striped, purple, black and gray, with a foggy pattern mixing into the pattern ever so often, with harmonized sheets. The bed itself was made of wrought iron, set close to the window and extended out into the room. The headboard was tall, reaching up in a half circle. The ends however, did not meet. They branched out in an intricate pattern of twists and turns at different locations along the metal bar. A nightstand was set up next to it but remained empty.
..........The bathroom is large, but slim. The surfaces were a dark granite, with the same coloration on the walls. Plants sat on almost every available sill and counter. The bathtub it to the left of the doorway. It it deep, with large sills. It resembled more of a rock pool than a bathtub. A lofty bay window fit beside it, and the wide panes are a little dirty. Matching curtains blocked outsiders from the chamber. A door in the back and another thin rug leading back suggested that the toilet was separate from this area.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2005 8:55 pm
... I'll fix this up later.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2005 12:07 am
Concealed within her own ivory tower, Melancholia thought quietly to herself, memories struggling to overcome her concentration. She watched the fire in the hearth flicker, only staring. A soft laugh escaped her suddenly, handling a shank that appeared from thin air.
After a few moments she shook her head away, pale locks sundered all around in a wild spin. She muttered something under her breath; definitely not English or any other recognized language, but it dripped with malice and irritation. Whatever stirred this much anger in her wasnt likely to be very good. "L' alurl velvel zhah l' velkyn uss." A sharp growl couldnt help but fall from her lips.
[I'm going offline right now, I'm sleepy. ;_;]
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 3:30 pm
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