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 Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 3:50 pm
This small garden is found on the left side of the inn, and branches off from the lobby. Though it is hardly deserving of the title it is given, the garden has managed to maintain an air of peace through many years of neglect. There is a tall brick wall surrounding its entire area, so it is relatively safe, even during night hours.
When it was first built, the garden was meant to be a place where guests could go when the indoors became too rowdy or loud. Once outside, one can sit at the table and rest, while taking in the sights around them.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 3:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 5:28 pm
The wind tugged at the nearby plants as Willow walked out into the garden, pulling dry leaves across the ground. She closed her eyes as it toyed with her hair, and inhaled the sickly sweet fragrance of the flowers.
She didn't normally like flowers; her nose was too keen to be able to appreciate them as others might. And they were the only thing that actually bugged her. Yet, as she stood there among the plants, a sense of peace overcame her, and seemed to melt away the day's stress.
Moving forward stiffly, she sat down at a nearby table and rested her head on her folded arms, quickly falling into a light sleep.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 5:07 pm
Finn Doherty moved silently through the darkening forest, all too weary of his surroundings. He could not even see the lower half of his body through the thickening fog, and was quickly discovering that if he did not get out soon, then he would not get out at all.
Suddenly, he came to a stop beside a tall brick wall, covered in creeping vines. He smirked, and looked upward toward the top, where light was spilling over the edge. From the looks of it, there might be living beings on the other side. Quickly, he sized the wall up, doing a few simple calculations in his head before he leaped upward and started to make his way to the top. If anyone had seen him, it would have been obvious that he had done this many times before.
Once at the top, Finn looked down into what he assumed was a garden, though it was run-down and not at all well-kept. He scanned the area below him, until his eyes fell across the girl sleeping soundly at the table, head rested on her arms. Something glinted slightly from the safety of her jacket pocket, which propelled him to jump down from the wall and take a closer look.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 5:23 pm
From her place at the table, Willow twitched restlessly in her sleep, perhaps having a nightmare of some kind. Within moments, she woke up, and instantly sat upward, obviously startled. She hadn't meant to fall asleep, but it had been such a hard day that even the garden had made her fall asleep. Willow looked around the garden wearily, trying to blink the sleep from her eyes. Was someone there? She couldn't tell. It felt like there was another presence, but since she had just awoken from sleep, she couldn't tell.
With a final shrug, she closed her eyes and rested her head against the table, sleep overcoming her again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 5:52 pm
Breathing a sigh of relief as the girl went back to sleep, Finn moved forward out of the bushes that he had hid behind when she had awoken. taking this chance, he moved forward to inspect her jacket pocket. As he came nearer, he realized that what he had seen had actually been a loop of keys; probably to the front door of the inn, which is what he assumed the building was.
With a small smile, he reached forward and pulled them from her pocket, holding them firmly in his hand so that they wouldn't make any noise. He then backed away from the sleeping girl, and turned around, walking toward a door that he suspected led inside the inn itself. It was carelessly left unlocked, and so he let himself in.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 5:55 pm
Willow, after falling asleep for a few more moments, suddenly woke up. Had she heard a door open? Willow stood up and turned in a full circle, inspecting her surroundings; it was getting dark, and she might as well have went back inside anyway. Instinctively, she reached into her pocket, searching for her keys, but they weren't there.
In a panic, Willow dropped to the ground, searching on her hands and knees. Hoping that perhaps they had fallen out of her pocket as she was sleeping, yet she still found nothing. Cursing under her breath, Willow stood again, and made her away across the garden toward the door leading inside. There was still a chance that she had left her keys in one of the drawers of the desk counter.
Clinging to that last shed of hope, Willow opened the door and stepped inside.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 10:21 pm
Entering the garden, Roga observed the conditions to better recognize what needed to be done. First of all, the demon noticed that a variety of vermin had been feeding on the poor plants and burrowing in the soil, uprooting some of them. To combat these ravenous freeloading rodents, he let loose his snake into the tunnels the creatures had created. The copperhead was well fed, probably still digesting meals from yesterday, but its presence warded off the furry little beasts.
He continued on with the renovations by watering the plants with an old bucket which had been filled by water sometime ago. Roga also found that the plants had been allowed to multiple uncontrollably. The soil itself could not support so much vegetation, especially given the climate of this region. With a few swipes of his sword, the demon chopped away about half of the plant life and interred the remains into the dirt, in order to place back nutrients for the healthier ones. Noticing the scarcity of flowers in bloom, Roga thought he should only gather a few for the graveyard. Leaving his snake at rest in the garden, Roga scaled the brick wall with 3 flowers tucked into his clothing, on his way to the pay homage to grave which he violated.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 10:54 am
Rachel entered the garden and went to sit at a nearby table. She listened to the sounds of birds chirping and felt the sunshine on her back. "She wondered quickly how it could be so bad out there in the forest when it was so bright and sunny and clear.
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 9:51 pm
Rachel noticed that other guests had come down to the lobby. She stood up, deciding to go introduce herself.
[Enters Inn]
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