Most shops, parlors, workshops, and other businesses are found here, as well as the homes of those wealthy who are not of royal title. Guilds bleed the citizens dry of coin through taxes and fees. Trade is limited in Quacia, and supplies can be expensive.
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So, one of the things that has changed in the new site is that the new PSF is visible to everyone. This provides us an opportunity and so, this morning I've created some subforums in there - for completed / approved threads....
The Website: Standing Trials ( / ), referred to through the rest of this thread as the website , our website , the site , our site , Standing Trials , and Trials .
You: The person reading these words right now.
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Herald, they spat at him over and over. The incessant mockery of worshippers long dead echoed in his ears, rattling his aching skull as a child might pull a bell’s rope to hear it chime. To hear himself called Herald had been a dream, an aspiration he...
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48th of Ymiden 720, midnight.
Woe thought as Vito recited his prayer, that the Tribunal had overcome his confusion. Enough that Woe could withdraw the watchful pincers of the Arachnid that hovered over his tangle, ready to intervene as soon as he showed signs of...
As an experienced surgeon and doctor, when he wore that hat, Rakvald preferred to cater to the lower classes. Those who had wealth and status could be lucrative clients. Indeed some of his most notable experiments had been...
Rakvald had received a response, finally, from Ildred in Scalvoris. There was a sense of trepidation as he began opening the seal that kept it folded shut. He genuinely didn't know what to expect. He'd spent the...
Description: An unassuming townhouse on the outskirts of the Gleam. From the outside, it's made of the same, dark granite stonework that the rest of the city appears enamored of. Sparse bloodlights and cave grapes grow from the sides of the...
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Continued from 1. The Morning Of
66th of Ymiden, Arc 720
As the congregation of innocent citizens departed, along with Woe's contingent of soldiers, and the priests... that left Balthazar in the partially barricaded nave with seventeen soldiers ready to follow his...
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Continued from 1. The Morning Of
66th of Ymiden, Arc 720
Down the stairs, Vito and Woe had the choice whether to close the door behind them - and further, there was a deadbolt lock made of metal to reinforce the stone door. A choice to lock the door or not would...
The streets of the Gleam were well named. Everything was so... shiny and new. Like a brand new puppet unwrapped from its boxing, the epoxy finish still evident and unmarried by use. Underneath it all, of course, Keque was well aware of the rot that pervaded the city...
A night on the job proves to be a great learning experience as Delilah shows Cierne some tips and tricks on how to be a more proficient bartender. Warning: contains alcohol!
9th of Zi'da, Arc 720
Cierne was working with Delilah tonight. It had been requested of her to practice her mixology skills and Delilah was one of the best bartenders of the tavern, so it wasn’t surprising that Cierne was coupled with her to learn some new tricks of the bar.
On the first day, Balthazar stood out behind Woe's stone home in Lair holding the sword he'd been gifted with no real idea of what to do with it. He was still trying to get a feel for the weight of the red hot blade and it was never quite as natural as using his hands or feet. He'd...
Job thread where Cierne has to cater to a large party of young adults with some serious gossip about a kid who hung himself because his parents treated him terribly. Cierne yearns to know more so she inadvertently interjects herself into the conversation.
6th of Zi'da, Arc 720
The room held a multitude of aromas that ranged from the sickeningly sweet (yet acrid) tequila to body odor to lemon juice. The room also held boisterous laughter, the sound of a loud fart and the clinking of glassware.
Cierne was stationed not behind the bar but at the...
Everton takes some time to teach Cierne some more defiance techniques while catching up on how she’s doing. Cierne learns about Caress and how to help calm her mind.
44th of Vhalar, Arc 720
“I think it’s time I trained you a little more so we don’t have another arson incident,” Everton announced, taking off his glasses and setting them down on the wooden steps of his back porch.
“It’s not arson if it’s on accident,” Cierne muttered, tying her flamboyantly...
In addition to already being stressed by the large crowd of bar-goers, Cierne notices a skirmish is on the rise in the tavern, and feels it's somehow her responsibility to intervene before it starts!
Cierne catches wind of a sickness at Everton's. She rushes there only to find that her attempts at helping are futile. The only thing she can do is wait for the doctor's opinion, but the news she hears later that night is nothing short of horrific.
18th of Zi'da, Arc 720
Cierne rushed to gather the most essential of belongings. Her heart was beating out of her chest in anticipation, but it was not the kind of anticipation someone would experience receiving a surprise birthday gift. No, this anticipation was much worse.
After causing some tension amongst Diaval, his gal pal, and herself, Cierne comes to realize that maybe (just maybe) she's out of line. Therefore, she tries to rectify the problem by admitting her feelings.
78th of Vhalar, Arc 720
Continued from here.
“Wait, you don’t think we’re dating?”
Devlyn’s words seemed to echo throughout the tavern. Cierne bit her lip in anticipation. She wasn’t worried about how the situation would unfold, she was just curious as to how Diaval would respond. Anticipation...
Cierne and Diaval are supposed to hang out at the tavern, but then Diaval arrives with a lady friend. Envious, Cierne decides to cause some chaos while nursing a glass of liquor (obviously).
78th of Vhalar, Arc 720
Diaval was already twenty minutes late. Cierne had arrived at the tavern she worked at just like they had discussed, for it would be their location to hang out for the remainder of the night. But if he was just going to stand her up, what good was coming in the first...
4th of Zi’da, Arc 720 The air held a particular tension. Like when someone farts and they’re just waiting for someone to smell it. Fortunately, Cierne hadn’t passed any gas, but unfortunately that left her with the inability to place her finger on why the air held a strange feel about it.
Everton decides to schedule a therapy session for Cierne after the death of Sezyn and Laina's disheartening diagnosis. Cierne goes and spends the afternoon playing cat and mouse with the therapist and their questions.
20th of Zi'da, Arc 720
It had been exactly two trials since Cierne had learned about the death of Sezyn and Laina’s inability to walk. The sickness that had swept through Everton’s unofficial home for wayward troubled youths hadn’t gone without leaving its putrid mark on several of the...
A job thread where Cierne advises a young woman to find someone better while making her a whisky sour. Not really mature but I can’t seem to remove the tagging after placing it.
23rd of Vhalar, Arc 720
“You’d think he’d give me a raise after how long I’ve been working here,” Delilah grumbled, studying the bar counter as though it held the answers she was seeking. She hadn’t asked anything aloud, but she wondered why she wasn’t being paid as well as she thought she...
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Tips and Tricks of Tavern Work Pt. 2 
