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The Ruin's Facade[Now Open!]

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Stonehenge. Sound Familiar?
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There has always been the mystery behind Stonehenge. The feeling that is had a deeper purpose. We have found that it does indeed.
Despite race, age, or gender, Stonehenge just seems to call to you, bring you to it. It begs the question "Why am i here?"
Perhaps you should give in to your curiosity for just a moment and step into the wonders of an ancient society. Of course, by now most of the original care-takers of Stonehenge are deceased, all the more fun to say hello.
The ghosts of Stonehenge are your passport into the various rooms and the tavern located deep beneath the ruins, and the knowledge of those seeking stardom.

There are no doors to enter and exit the ruins, you must simply be accompanied by a ghostly care-taker, or undead yourself. All are welcome to the tavern beneath, and the rooms are of no cost to you. We are simply paid in your gratitude and well-rounded company.​



Please... take a look inside.​
 
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There were few creatures dwelling on the surface of the ruins, mostly rodents and small animals like them.
The rats were protectors, they called out to those worthy people "Come in! Come in! Stonehenge is ready."
It is the select few that take note and listen to rats, those who ask them in return "How?" To get to the ghosts you must go through the rats. After all, what creature did you expect to see ghosts?



"You there!" The rats squeeked. "Come inside, Come inside!"




"Welcome to stonehenge, Enjoy your stay."​
 
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Rayne had been chosen to conduct the social affairs of the Ruin's Facade, Manager if you will. It was like a unique little getaway. Inside it looked so clean and alive, unlike normal underground taverns might. The walls were alive with purple ivy, wooden tabes grew out of the ground with mushroom stools, and spotless, bugless, clean, soft self-maintaining grass flooring. Never stays flat when you step on it. It was such thick grass that the earth it grew out of was virtually unreachable, as with the ivy walls. The tavern smelled of sweet nectar and honey, always brewing tea, and beer. There was an array of colors behind the bar, alcohol of every kind. From absinthe to tequila. Rayne was proud to call herself the Mistress of this glorius place. She was perched on a toadstool, the music and smells almost intoxicating alone. Not to mention the lighting of the Morning glorys and Bell Flowers. She wasn't quite sure how they lit the Tavern, but all the same it was magnificent. Rayne sipped her drink, relaxing as the Rats Called to future company.
 
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[[note: this RP is going to show part of Rayne's made-up sweet side. So don't get mad cuz i'm not using her "game-personality"]]

"Quiet." Rayne spoke in a soft, relaxed tone. and once she did the silence of the taven faded into an instumental melody [much like killswitch engage's "inhale"] She smirked at the sound of music. "This place never cease's to amuse." She knew someday she would have the joy of returning this place to it's previous slendor, with drunkards and romance, or maybe just some hungry or tired folks that happened to speak to the rats. Some day her master would even come to visit her. That day would be a great celebration for all who enjoyed the pleasure of the tavern.
 
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