In the corner of a small continent and just beyond a set of very high mountains, is an area where there are four groups of people and a Tavern. Not many live here but there is very little to do and not many people to do anything with.
Over the next hundred years people married, people had babies, people began to travel about. The only thing that never changed was this Particular and Peculiar Tavern. Nor did the Owner change. War was the end results of an overly populated area.
The heads of these places were killed or enslaved. The ocean coastal city and will be run by a new Head as well as the fort and two other cities. Families are now out of homes and jobs, many have turned to stealing just to get a bit of food to eat. Minor skirmishes escalated to fights which usually ended up with death, dismemberment and orphan children or at least widows trying to do what they can.
A shelter suddenly appeared overnight where no shelter was built. On the wall was written:
I was homeless, you gave me shelter. I had torn clothing, you gave me new clothes. I was thirsty, you gave me a drink. I was hungry, you gave me good food to eat. I needed medical help, I was given it. I was hopelessly lost and you gave me hope to find a new way of life. Thank you for what I have given.
There were rooms that contained beds, a common room where there was a buffet set up each morning and evening. Water was always available. A place where one could bathe and a room full of clothes to take as well as suitcases to put them in. There was only one catch. If someone was to take more than they need, the items somehow disappear. No one knows how but there was a rumor that an angel was among them.
As the time passed and people began to take this shelter for granted and became too lazy to try to make it on their own again, the clothes began to disappear and the buffets consisted of bread and cheese. Then the shelter began to fall apart. People began to hate the angel who provided these comforts. After all if the angel could provide for those who did not have for so long, why didn’t the angel keep providing these comforts?
One morning all of it was gone except the sign which said:
“I was homeless, you gave me shelter. I had torn clothing, you gave me new clothes. I was thirsty, you gave me a drink. I was hungry, you gave me good food to eat. I needed medical help, I was given it. I was hopelessly lost and you gave me hope to find a new way of life. Thank you for what I have given.” You once said. Once I did these things to ease your life and to help you when you were down. Now you have turned lazy so I am taking the help away. I shall not offer you help again only to see you grow lazy and fat at my expense.
From then on, people were not given a place to stay….. except for a very few who truly needed the help. But they were warned not to tell anyone about it.
This RP is a medieval slice of live RP which starts after a terrible war among the 4 places. Everything is in ruins and all of the treasures are forever lost- looted by some unknown being. Now is the time to claim your head position in this newly remade area. Choose be one of the following:



There will be normal citizens of these areas as well as those who are moving in.

Name: Mystique unknown
Gender: female
Age: unknown
Title: Lady
Personality and Background: (Will be told in the RP)
Area: The Apothecary and Inn
Tell us about your area:
It is a place of rest and entertainment. People may place ads on the bulletin board by giving the ad to Lady Mystique. The Apothecary and Inn has many rooms from the main tavern floor to bedrooms to meeting rooms. If a person was to make a special request, they give it to Lady Mystique and she will try to find it for you.

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