[spoiler]This has been done by many users many times, but now it is Sir Watson and Warlock Holmes try! For now it may be very basic, but as we gain more time and patronage we will definitely try to make it grow into a new and unique roleplaying experience based upon older structures. Now enjoy yourself, have a drink, rent a room and feel free to talk to the bartender or each other! Rules: Just no godmodding or putting others down. Try to stay in character and have fun. Staff: -Owner/Bartender: Warlock Holmes. -Owner/Something or other: John Watson. [/spoiler] Walking along the cobbled streets, you come across an interesting building. It seems to fit perfectly with the street layout, but as far as anyone can recall the building was never originally there. As if it just sprang up in the night. It is a large four storied building with half-timbered walls and a wooded roof. A large chimney spewing smoke like a dragon's breath is set on top, along with multiple other smaller chimneys. Despite any gloom and doom of weather or events, it seems a merry place. Lights aglow within the windows and the sound of music and laughter can be heard even through the thick wooden door. A signpost hangs upon the building, the sign of the Yawning Dragon, Depicting a tired looking golden dragon with spread wings in front of a doorway opened into the unknown. The dragon's tale curved around a mug of mead. Underneath the words, The Yawning Dragon Inn and Tavern, underneath. Upon opening the door, the first thing that hits you is the warmth of a large hearth and joyful music flowing through the air. It is a warm and friendly place, if a bit rowdy, with patronage a-plenty. The Tavern section itself is two stories tall, the second floor looks down upon the first from a balcony above Many tables and stools are set about for customers to enjoy, and a warm fireplace is set around a hearth. A mysterious well, blocked off by boards and chains, is set in the middle of the tavern. No water comes from it, and currently there is no way to descend to its depths. On the back wall is a large bar, the words, “Blaze” carved in memory on top. Behind it sits a large holder of drinks and food, along with a menu. Along the walls are pictures of different bars across offtopic, memories of Blazes, Hoths, and Golden Owl before it, along with an old shoe hanging upon a plaque meant for a sword. On the back wall is a blue door of a police box marked employees only. Currently polishing the plaque, as well as several mugs stands a rather able-bodied man. He is lightly armored in a chain mail hauberk, although the gleaming silver material it is wrought of seems more ornamental then anything else. At his side is a brilliantly designed scabbard with a longsword resting in it. Contrary to what one would expect from the warrior figure, he carries a warm smile on his face, inviting strangers to come over and share their tales of adventure. Standing behind the bar is a thin man dressed mostly in classical tavernkeep attire, except for a mechanical mask and crown which adorns his head. Upon a coat rack behind him is a magnificent purple cloak which almost glows its vibrant color. Whether he is busy handling the bar, usually using magic to clean up and serve drinks, or if he is doing nothing does not matter, for the bartender always smiles and waves at any newcomer. Sometimes, through the noise, you can hear him say, “Welcome to the Yawning Dragon. Enjoy thy stay.” [u][b]Menu[/b][/u] [spoiler][b]Drinks: [/b] [u]Evermead[/u] (30gp): a fine glass of aged elven mead. [u]Sigil Schnapps[/u]: Don’t drink when Planeshifting. [u]Sandune Spirits[/u]: When trekking the deserts of Athas brings thirst. [u]Witch-Queen Milkshake[/u]: For a chilling taste of eldritch magic. [u]Warlock Grey Tea[/u]: If I had one wish I would wish for a cup of tea. Actually, I would wish for a million wishes, but I would probably just spend those on a million cups of tea. [b]Foods[/b]: [u]Wings with Four Horsemen sauces[/u]: Delicious -blam!- wings served with four sauces for a taste of the apocalypse. [u]Nowhere Nachos[/u]: Chips layered in a cheesy ichor for a feylike taste of delirious deliciousness. [u]Brotherhood Brisket[/u]: Ad Victoriam brother! [u]Wookie Waffles[/u]: A memory from the oldest days of yore… at least that we can remember personally. [u]Headless Holmes Hoagie[/u]: For when you need to get ahead of hunger. [u]Many-Headed Crackers[/u]: Polly wants a [i]-blam!-[/i] UwU. [u]DEEP Dish Pizza[/u]: the pepperoni on this makes the hairs of your body horripilate [u]Mandalorian Fries[/u]: Every time you think you are done, there is always another fry there. [u]Newbie Package[/u]: This meal package comes with a nice warm soup, porridge, and your choice of chicken or pork if you wish for it. Also, within the package is a hand forged steel sword, for those who want to stop their godmodding and truly experience their first quest. [b]Desserts[/b]: [u]Holy water popsicle[/u]: For the goody two shoes paladin inside you. [u]Sheriff sunday[/u]: A sunday shaped like a cowboy hat to inspire your artistic talent. [u]DLC delight[/u]: Recipe not included in the DLC. [u]Molasses Cookies[/u]: Not the original recipe, but one meticulously tested to try and be as close to the original as possible. They are not, but still good. [/spoiler] [b][u]Notification Board:[/u][/b] On one of the tavern walls a board sits. Fit with paper, pins, and pens for anyone wishing to post it, being that you have to have the owner's permission. It is a board for anything from bounties to rideshares, and currently only one thing is posted. EMPLOYEES WANTED: Need employees. People serve drinks, clean, bards, bouncers, practically anything that could be useful to our business. Will be played at least something, gold probably. Benefits can be negotiated. Contact me if thou wish to apply -W.H. [u][b]Passage to UnderTopic:[/b][/u] In the center of the tavern is an old well. Rumor has it that this well is older than the tavern itself, which isn’t too hard because the tavern was fabricated overnight. Rumors have it that it is some sort of portal or passage to the ancient ruins of UnderTopic, once ruled by the mad mage Varlok Bones. Perhaps such a mage is still even alive down in those ruins, if the ruins do exist at all. Currently the well is nailed shut with boards and chains, and any attempt to unblock the portal only provokes an suspicious glare from the bartender. [spoiler]As for now, this is nothing. I have not had the time. But hopefully, if I can get the time and if there is enough interest in this establishment, I was planning on mapping out a dungeon underneath for adventures to explore, loot, and learn from. But for now UNDERTOPIC IS ClOSED.[/spoiler] [b][u]Suggestion Box[/u][/b]: Sitting near the bar is a small box carved to appear as a mimic with its mouth open. Whether the box is actually a mimic or not is uncertain, for some people seem to swear it moves. For any suggestion you have, just be careful it doesn’t bite your arm off