Stone Witch Tavern in Raktam

[Ahnaom]

Stone Witch Tavern


This is the official tavern thread.
All the important announcements are left in dark brown ink. They are always put on the clan page and announced in-game as well.

We prefer in-game interaction to forums and PMs. Drop by for a drink.

[Ahnaom]

Opening of the tavern

We are opening this Friday (October 29th, outsider calendar) in Raktam.
4 steps South from the trader hut, just a few South East from the pool of life.




On the 29th day shaman Betrayal will summon the witch rock from the underground. The tavern will start running moment it emerges from the bowels of the Earth. Anyone who is willing to witness this spectacular event should come to the tavern until this Friday. It will happen any moment that day.

From then on up until the 31st of October 23:59 GMT (goblin mean time or magic server time), everybody that visits the tavern for the first time will get one free drink of their choice. I am doing all within my power not to run out of a specific drink and I apologise if that actually happens. In that case the tavern keeper will pick another flavour for you. Check our menu.

The orwhan spirit dancers Caranae and Nokomis will visit the tavern at some point, most likely on the weekend of 30th or 31st.

All are welcome to attend.

[Ahnaom]

Regarding Oktoberfest

While I would gladly open the tavern some time after this festival is over or way before it, it is just too long to wait for them outsiders to finish their long long wine rituals. And too hard to open the tavern way before that. So it has happened that both opening ceremonies would be held at the same day.

However, worry not!

The scrolls from the Stone Witch will be made public so even if you are not present during the emergence of the rock, you will have the most picturesque account of the event at your hands. You will also have almost 3 days to claim your free drink and there is also a possibility of making another such period after the Oktoberfest is over. Besides, the latter will last for almost 3 weeks.

We encourage you to travel to that fine outsider event which the tavern is also wholeheartedly supporting. If not in drinks (I hope we will run out here in Raktam), then most certainly in spirit.

[Anthor]

I will make sure to visit the Tavern the next time I'm in Raktam.

[Ahnaom]

Scrolls of opening

Caranae says “I am sad to announce that Brother Betrayal will not be able to perform this evenings ritual. I hope that I do honor to him as I perform in his stead.”
Caranae pulls off her tiger pelt cloak and puts it in the corner of the bar, she motions for everyone to clear the center of the room.
Nokomis pulls her drums out and sits down, readying herself.

Caranae seats herself on the floor near the west side of the bar. She closes her eyes and appears still for a few moments.
Caranae 's eyes flutter and a palpable energy can be felt rising around the floor and the walls of the bar. Eyes opening, the silver glow emits its own light as she looks around.
Caranae slowly gets to her feet and makes her way to the edge of the abyss. She kneels and puts her hands to the ground.
Caranae says “Spirits of earth and mud, spirits of ancestors past, hear now your child calling.”
Caranae smiles as a small black circle forms on the ground underneath her. Symbols that seem almost alive flowing beneath her folded legs.
Nokomis begins a light cadence, almost inaudible.
Caranae moves to the north end of the bar. She stands still looking down into the pit.
Nokomis allows the beat to become more substantial, a low rumble that can be felt in the pit of the stomach.
Caranae slaps her foot to the ground, a loud clatter coming from her seashell anklets echos and bounces off the walls.
Caranae watches symbols form before she heads to the east, moving in a liquid way across the ground, slides her foot and sways her hips to the soft drums.
Nokomis maintains the slow rumble and it seems to soak into the earth below her, spreading its vibration as she hits the center of her drums.
Caranae slaps her foot down at the eastern side, the clatter sounding once more. The line continues to form on the ground as she moves south.
Caranae slaps her foot again in the south. The clattering almost ear shattering for a moment before she continues towards the west.
Nokomis notices the symbols around the center of the room begin to glow white hot. Fluctuating very quickly, she takes note and increases her tempo.
Caranae slaps her foot down on the western side and the symbols jump into the air. She twists her body through them and turns as the symbols flow around her.
Caranae winds the glowing matter around her arms as the symbols become a long, thin ribbon. The ribbon trails behind her.
Nokomis feels the vibration on the bottoms of her feet, she begins to move her heals in response.
Caranae begins low turning dance, slamming her feet to the ground as she makes her way to the north.
Caranae continues the primitive movements as she works her way through the northern symbols, those too becoming a part of the silver ribbon.
Nokomis feels the ground begin to shake as she a primal sound spreads through the bar with her drumming.
Nokomis smiles as all the earth seems to come alive. She watches the symbols flash chaotically at the remaining two points in the room.
Caranae moves to the east, dragging the symbols, and continues to the south. She twists and turns, slams her feet and drags the ribbon as she completes the circle again.
Caranae begins a second lap of the abyss, this time slithering. Her body rolling and spinning fluidly as the ribbon becomes thicker.
Nokomis stops drumming suddenly, realizing that the sound of the earth moving is drowning out any noise she may have been making.
Nokomis closes her eyes and hears her drumming still bouncing off the walls in a low hum as the earth shakes more violently.
Caranae shifts into a light and airy dance as she makes her third lap of the hole in the ground. Leaping into the air as she turns, she begins pulling the now rope-thick thread behind her.
Nokomis stands and watches as her partner flies into the air near the south. She stands at the next point and waits.
Caranae quickly finishes the circle. She notices Nokomis standing there, and smiles. She hands her a part of the rope.
Caranae throws the other half of the silver rope into the hole. She grabs near the end her partner is holding and starts to pull.
Nokomis pulls along with Caranae. She feels an obvious resistance that shouldn't be there. Sweat starts to drip from her forehead as she strains to get whatever is caught out of the hole.
Caranae winces as the rope slides through her hands a few times. She tightens her grip and pulls harder. The ground shaking hard enough to throw her and Nokomis off their feet.

Nokomis feels the resistance lessen as something begins to appear from the abyss.
Caranae falls back on her butt as the ground suddenly stops shaking and the rope goes slack. She looks up to see a giant stone in the center of the room.
Nokomis drops the rope as her partner hits the ground, the silver receding into the remaining pit and disappearing.
Caranae walks over to the stone and notices the features are rather human like. A woman, from what she can tell, she seems to stare back as if waiting for something.
Caranae says “Thank you for answering my call. You honor us with your presence.”
Nokomis walks to the stone witch at the center of the bar and bows low. "Welcome."
Caranae turns towards the patrons already gathered. "May the drinks be blessed and may good fortune come to all that frequent the 'Stone Witch' bar."

Ahnaom stands in the corner, his arms crossed, watching as the stone rises from the womb of the Earth. Once the ritual is over, he slowly walks towards the center of the tavern.
Ahnaom bows before the rock watching as the woman's face on it gradually fade away in the waves of echoes. He turns to the patrons "Our doors are now open."
Ahnaom pulls out a big wooden crate from under the bar. "Place your orders. Witch pays for one of your drinks, as promised." He smiles.
Ahnaom glances at the burning eyes of Otyr behind the steel shell. "You... drink?

[Ahnaom]

Couriers needed

The tavern is looking for a person to deliver one package to Derby and another one to Durham, along with short messages. You have to be reliable and fluent in outsider tongue. 40 gold coins will be awarded after the completion of both tasks or 20 for one of the towns. The gold has to be claimed back in the tavern.

Ask Ahnaom in the Stone Witch if you are interested. PMs not accepted.

[snico]

Unfortunate Events

Ahnaom swiftly pulls a machete from one of the stone alcoves and throws it at Wazaki.2010-11-14 04:54
Ahnaom kills Wazaki the Warrior with a machete.2010-11-14 04:57
Ahnaom 's eyes as the blade splits the skull open. He climbs over the bar and walks slowly towards the corpse.

Isi Hart relaxes her body on Akiak's shoulders. She turns to Ahnaom and gives another flick of her tongue.2010-11-14 04:58

The Narrator says “Ah, so-called "king" of Raktam. Unfortunately, you are no king of mine.”2010-11-14 04:58

Ahnaom says “'s silver eyes twitch as the blade splits the skull open. He climbs over the bar and walks slowly towards the corpse.”2010-11-14 04:58

The Narrator kills Baraka with a blowpipe.2010-11-14 04:59
The Narrator says “How fitting. First the queen, and now the king.”2010-11-14 04:59

Ahnaom swings the sword while turning around only to make a slight cut in the body of the escaping killer.2010-11-14 05:00
Isi Hart slithers her head behind Akiak's neck. She hisses nervously.2010-11-14 05:00
Ahnaom pulls out a machete with a powerful thrust and slowly lowers the two blades. He glances at the stains of blood staining the bar and the floor.2010-11-14 05:04
Ahnaom says “Unwashed elephant asses... coconut-head eooos... empty moron eggs...”2010-11-14 05:06
Ahnaom says “This is no place for swinging machetes, you fools. He kneels near Wazaki and pulls his head by the hair. Ahnaom softly whispers in his ear.”2010-11-14 05:07
Ahnaom says “Listen, my friend. Listen well. We grow hungry... ever hungry. Trapped inside of this box with tasty meals around. You will serve your punishment well...”2010-11-14 05:09
Ahnaom almost hisses while hovering his palm above Wazaki's hands. "Make it the last time, eooo. Before we make new floor out of your dumb skulls."2010-11-14 05:11

Ahnaom closes his eyes still touching the air around the cold elbow of the warrior. Suddenly he hacks of the arm and splurs of silver light pour out instead of blood.2010-11-14 05:12
Ahnaom raises the arm up and gulps the liquid with a passionate thirst.2010-11-14 05:12
Ahnaom growls. His head flips forward, two streams of silver are running down from the corner of his moist lips.2010-11-14 05:13
Ahnaom lines up a few open gourds on the bar and pours the light into them. "Tonight, we eat. My orwhans... Eat plenty."2010-11-14 05:14
Ahnaom squeezes a few last drops and sends the colourless arm through the window. Silver streams start dancing inside the fruit juice. He passes one gourd to Marct and another to Akiak.2010-11-14 05:16

Isi Hart slides her split-tongue in and out slowly as she watches Ahnaom. She tightens her body around Akiak's neck.2010-11-14 05:16

Ahnaom gives you a gourd of apple juice.2010-11-14 05:16
Ahnaom leans against the bar slowly wiping his mouth. A deep sigh of content escapes his lips.2010-11-14 05:18

Ahnaom nods to Dances with Kevin "I thank you for the gift. We have a more... peaceful time around the tavern, usually. You are welcome to stay." 2010-11-14 05:24
Ahnaom says “Well, cleaning time now...”2010-11-14 05:24
Ahnaom covers Baraka with a dark linen cloth and starts washing away the blood stains from the walls.2010-11-14 05:25

Betrayal collects the head of Wazaki the Warrior.2010-11-14 05:55
Betrayal collects the head of Baraka.2010-11-14 05:55
Betrayal wraps the heads in cloth and passes them to the barkeeper with a nod. "Ay, I have returned."2010-11-14 05:58
Betrayal says “A bit of rest and perhaps I shall see if The Narrator has a story for me.”2010-11-14 06:04
Betrayal sheaths his dagger and kicks back into the corner.2010-11-14 06:07

Ahnaom gives you a skull.2010-11-14 11:37

You step outside.2010-11-14 17:44
There are quite a lot of tracks here but only a few are immediately obvious.2010-11-14 17:44
The Narrator was here recently and went north-east.2010-11-14 17:44

Marcy finds the filthy Eoo, and smirks. "This shall be quick."2010-11-14 17:46

You fire at The Narrator with a blowpipe for 4 damage. They die.2010-11-14 17:46
Underworld log successful.2010-11-14 17:48

Marcy kicks the body. "No king of mine... blah blah blah. We have no interest in your petty human politics. Stay out of the tavern."2010-11-14 17:50
Marcy looks over the body, and breaths deeply. She closes her eyes, and focuses her mental energies on the aether inside The Narrators body. She kneels next to his head.2010-11-14 17:50
You collect the head of The Narrator and clean it up before adding the skull to what you're carrying.2010-11-14 17:52
Marcy grabs a gourd of water and places it next to the neck where the head used to be. A silvery liquid drips into the gourd, instead of blood. After a moment, Marcy caps the gourd and puts it away.2010-11-14 17:53
Marcy stands, kicks the body one last time, and mutters "Stupid Eoo" before walking away.2010-11-14 17:54

You step inside.2010-11-14 17:55
Marcy walks in, and pulls out the skull Ahnaom gave her and the skull she just collected, and places them on the bar.2010-11-14 17:55
Marcy pulls out a knife, and on the first skull writes "Wazaki the Warrior". Then she writes on the second one "The Narrator". She puts her knife away, and places the skulls on a high shelf.2010-11-14 17:58
Marcy looks around the room, and takes her usual seat at the bar. "Who else wants their head up there?"2010-11-14 17:59
Marcy smiles, and pulls out her gourd of water. You notice a silvery substances mixed in with the water. She drinks the whole thing in one gulp.2010-11-14 18:01
Marcy 's eyes open wide, and are noticably brighter. She flexes a bit, showing off her new strength. She smerks, and watches the patrons of the tavern.2010-11-14 18:01

[Mortis]

Took you long enough to find me. I assure you, I will spill more of Raktam's blood. The story will be a masterpiece.

- The Narrator.

[Ahnaom]

Ahnaom

You paid for the disrespect with your skull. Now you are welcome in the tavern again, provided you refrain from the bloodshed inside. I can't speak for the Court though and we offer no protection from the Royal Guard.

It so happens that you can get very cheap drinks or even free ones if you tell a good story to the people at the tavern. Mayhap your talent could blossom in some other ways? It would be unwise to continue on this path you are now.

[Dani]

Mencken: He has an extremely unconvincing look of sympathy on his face. His eyes glint with excitement. How unfortunate! And yet I can't help but observe that the number of tyrannicides in Raktam seems to be growing. That is, your royalty is dying specifically because they are royalty, not because they just happen to be the most famous person in town (I'm not sure if Baraka would qualify then).

First you had that crazy fellow who thinks he's from the moon, then that dashing, well-spoken cannibal showed up, and now this! Well, I guess you'll just have to grin and bear it, cause I'd predict this sort of unruly behaviour will keep happening.

Just my two cents.

Oh--and the Shartak Organized Anarchists Posse claims responsibility for this latest attack.

[Mortis]

Your little tavern matters not to me. The Royal Court and The Royal Guard are my enemies. If you're patrons wish for a story, then more of Raktam's royalty, and their followers, will bleed beneath my feet, and the tale will be told.

- The Narrator

[Ahnaom]

Whenever you shed blood in the Stone Witch, your skull will roll. And we will feast upon your soul again and again.
Nothing personal here. Your choices and your consequences.

[Mortis]

The stink of the monarchy fills even your bar. Lawlessness will set us free, and the stink of The Court must subside.

I hope you're patrons will enjoy my tale. It is being written with every death in Raktam.

- The Narrator

[snico]

Took you long enough to find me. I assure you, I will spill more of Raktam's blood. The story will be a masterpiece.

- The Narrator.

OOC: I'm working two jobs right now, so I'm not on 24-7.  Sorry.

Marcy: Apparently I didn't wait long enough, you didn't even have time to heal yourself before I finished you off.  Kill Raktamies somewhere else.  We don't have the patience for some Eoo making a mess of our floor.

[Mortis]

Took you long enough to find me. I assure you, I will spill more of Raktam's blood. The story will be a masterpiece.

- The Narrator.

OOC: I'm working two jobs right now, so I'm not on 24-7.  Sorry.

Marcy: Apparently I didn't wait long enough, you didn't even have time to heal yourself before I finished you off.  Kill Raktamies somewhere else.  We don't have the patience for some Eoo making a mess of our floor.

The monarchies blood does indeed make a mess. Why nature allows it to touch the ground I'll never know, but The Court and The Guard will die wherever I find them, even your bar if I find them there. Healing is for the weak, I revel in pain and anguish. I prefer you stay out of my way. If you defend the stink of the monarchy, even under your own rules, you will meet the same fate as them. Seeing as how I am welcome for a drink, I'm sure I will stop by when the story is finally complete.

- The Narrator