Re: Escape from Dracholt (Sinfulwolf)
When Meaghan returned downstairs, the woman she had seen earlier has gone, perhaps to her disappointment. Regardless, the barkeep accepted her money and she was free to go on her way. The Twisted Vine had somewhat of a reputation although not necessarily a bad one; it was said that one could find anything they wanted there which certainly made it appealing to many vampyres, but at the same time it could often be a dangerous place for it as many patrons tended to let their blood run hot.
After her winding gait to the establishment, she stepped inside to beholden more or less what she had expected. The place was divided into various sections, each of which seemed to cater to a different past-time. Near the entrance, an area of high tables near the bar, designed to be stood at where one could drink in as much peace as one gets here, as well as talk business or exchange goods. Many substances that aren't permitted in more 'civilised' lands could be found here, as well as rare and exotic delicacies from abroad. A around a dozen or so of her kind, in small groups, stood around chatting and drinking, a few openly displaying goods in small cases to their apparent clientèle.
Beyond that, deep into the building were a series of lower to the ground tables, surrounded by comfortable flat chairs and coaches, including one long one running down the left wall for a ways. Here, a few couples and one or two small groups were engaged in carnal delights, ranging from ignoring the rest of the room to openly performing for them; one of the groups seem to be actively recruiting, for lack of a better term, although their attention was understandably mostly focused on the other couples.
The final area, a hard left from the entrance, was devoid of tables or chairs completely, but did still contain a small number of vampyres, often stripped t the waist or wearing little more than their carnal counterparts. But here, they fought, unarmed, delivering often brutal blows to one another as they gave themselves over to a different kind of lust. This area was heavily policed by the Twisted Vine, who ensured the "no weapons" rule was strictly enforced and tried to contain the fighting to within the designated area, although from time to time things did naturally get out of hand.
No one seemed to pay any mind when Meaghan made her entrance, the majority of people entirely wrapped up in their chosen passions or poisons.
