B*I*T*C*H
Revival of The Intrepid Spirit
Wandering with Kit through Rhydin, the time had some for a new place, something fresh and symbolic of the need for a new location with which members could relax, spar, raise general hell, and take shelter from the elements and bullshytte some places reeked of.
Noting the boarded up windows of a building shrouded in fog, with a sign who's name had faded away , too much paint flaked off to know what it had been called in the past. It didn't matter now, she liked the fact the three story place was positioned at the riverside and could offer warm weather drinks to be had on the stone terrace that faced the water.
Even in the darkness of night, could tell the water was murky and foreboding.
Stepping in after prying open the heavy metal door adorned with black studs, walked through this roomy and well built place which still had a bar intact , however thickly coated with dust it might be, boasted a solid stone bartop lined in steel siding, the stools covered in black leather that merely was in need of some cleaning. Old parchments littered the floor , long forgotten, as a winding steel staircase led them up to the group of rooms , some with doors partly open, some shut in some ancient secrecy of their past.
Taking count of the fact it was equipped with plenty of rooms ..took a brief tour of the attic above .Later they would investigate the pile of junk that sat mostly concealed by yellowish sheets.
Faint voices were heard along the long hallway back down, Bickering over a price, poker chips being tossed , a groan of some wounded soul though they did not dominate the atmosphere.Leaving the lowest place for last , took a passing glance at the vast expanse of room was available in the cellar for storage of ale, wyne and much more. The steel chute to slip them down, still in good repair. She actually didn't concern herself with what it needed, or why it was now vacant. Her mind was made up that she would give this a shot.There was no doubt that this riverside location would call for fare such as Catfish, Red Beans and Rice and such spicy treats. Grinning to Kit that it was well worth the search thus far ..Did nothing to it at all for now except name it using a discarded wooden bar tray , etching crudely the words with her dagger into it..Tacking it up above the door as they departed :::smirks:.. Tis ours.Bitches.
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