Welcome to The Cloister The elements of nature nip at your heels. You have been journing far and now seek the simple pleasures of a warm meal, a cold drink, a good night's rest, and some friendly socalization. Up ahead you spotted what appears as the twisted child of a keep and a monestery.
Massive wooden doors nearly eighteen feet high greet you. A smaller door is set within one side for the average sized. As you enter this place you see before you a large open pavillion - as if someone had whimsicly taken the idea of a rooved porch and inversely built it on the inside. A small garden, complete with fountain takes center stage while off to your right, far underneath the awning sits the bar and many table surround. Towards the back left stands a huge guilded mirror - its pane only shows an ebb and flow and crackle and hiss of majick. Just past the bar you can see a stairway and on this side of the indoor porch - a covered balcony that runs the length of this wall and one next.
A few patrons mill about. One seems to be conversing with the apparent owner of this establishment - a grey -clothed monk by the name of SoulWatcher.
*The Cloister is a reserved board for peaceful Role Play and other disscussion*
Tanelorn Arcanum / The Cloister / The Rooms / The Howling Moon / Plains of Desertaria / Isle Sol-kite
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