Difference between revisions of "Derby Tavern"
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From the outside, the tavern looks like any colonial building; the sort you may have seen around any port town in the 1700's. Stone walls, metal framed windows, wooden supports and a sloped slate roof. The sign over the door advertises it as a tavern, while the sheer size of the building lends it more to the stature of a department store. In truth, its a taven within a shop, a load of tables near a man who sells many things that include drinks. | From the outside, the tavern looks like any colonial building; the sort you may have seen around any port town in the 1700's. Stone walls, metal framed windows, wooden supports and a sloped slate roof. The sign over the door advertises it as a tavern, while the sheer size of the building lends it more to the stature of a department store. In truth, its a taven within a shop, a load of tables near a man who sells many things that include drinks. | ||
| − | But thats not the whole story of the building. If you were to step inside, you'd be greeted by the finest tavern this side of the island. The rectangular entrance room is a clutter of tables and chairs of a rich | + | But thats not the whole story of the building. If you were to step inside, you'd be greeted by the finest tavern this side of the island. The rectangular entrance room is a clutter of tables and chairs of a rich imported oak and leather benches around the walls, lanterns placed on each table to give shape and form to the gloom. |
| − | Along one wall is a collage of Derby Privateers members, some pictures are mug-shots and others are from secret locations in the jungle. Under the photograph of Captain Zombie are a crossed rifle and cutlass. (Other privateers and weapons to go in here) | + | Along one wall is a collage of Derby Privateers and Derby Hospitallers members, some pictures are mug-shots and others are from secret locations in the jungle. Under the photograph of Captain Zombie are a crossed rifle and cutlass. (Other privateers/hospitallers and weapons to go in here) |
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| + | The Trader stands behind an expensive oak bar, poslishing glasses between customers. One minute he's pulling a pint and the next he's selling ammo. Behind him are shelves of food, drink and sundries, as well as rack upon rack of machetes and rifles. | ||
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| + | A list of rules is pinned to the wall by the bar, next to a sign that proclaims 'If you're still standing, then you need another rum!' | ||
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| + | 1 - Dont kill in here, unless the victim is logged onto the Derby Prvateers Wanted pages. | ||
| + | 2 - Treat Natives as friendly in here, unless said to be otherwise. | ||
| + | 3 - Breaking rule 1 will get you onto the Wanted list. | ||
| + | 4 - NO SMOKING (unless its 'dried herb', in which case, pass the pipe) | ||
| + | 5 - Breaking rule 4 will result in a hard slap in the face, OR your bong shall be confescated. | ||
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| − | Derby Tavern is in the Trader's Hut, and is a safehouse run by the [[1st Derby Privateers]]. | + | Derby Tavern is in the Trader's Hut, and is a safehouse run by the [[1st Derby Privateers]] and possibly the [[Derby Hospitallers]]. It was opened by [[User:RobZombie|RobZombie]] on December 25th 2006. |
Any visiting native should sleep there without fear of being wantonly killed in the streets. | Any visiting native should sleep there without fear of being wantonly killed in the streets. | ||
Any outsider can sleep in there safely, as the number of people inside will give many eyes to witness a murder. Any murders witnessed should be reported straight to the Privateers, its ultra-bad manners to atcualy KILL somebody in a bar room brawl. | Any outsider can sleep in there safely, as the number of people inside will give many eyes to witness a murder. Any murders witnessed should be reported straight to the Privateers, its ultra-bad manners to atcualy KILL somebody in a bar room brawl. | ||
Revision as of 18:35, 25 December 2006
Novel Description
From the outside, the tavern looks like any colonial building; the sort you may have seen around any port town in the 1700's. Stone walls, metal framed windows, wooden supports and a sloped slate roof. The sign over the door advertises it as a tavern, while the sheer size of the building lends it more to the stature of a department store. In truth, its a taven within a shop, a load of tables near a man who sells many things that include drinks.
But thats not the whole story of the building. If you were to step inside, you'd be greeted by the finest tavern this side of the island. The rectangular entrance room is a clutter of tables and chairs of a rich imported oak and leather benches around the walls, lanterns placed on each table to give shape and form to the gloom.
Along one wall is a collage of Derby Privateers and Derby Hospitallers members, some pictures are mug-shots and others are from secret locations in the jungle. Under the photograph of Captain Zombie are a crossed rifle and cutlass. (Other privateers/hospitallers and weapons to go in here)
The Trader stands behind an expensive oak bar, poslishing glasses between customers. One minute he's pulling a pint and the next he's selling ammo. Behind him are shelves of food, drink and sundries, as well as rack upon rack of machetes and rifles.
A list of rules is pinned to the wall by the bar, next to a sign that proclaims 'If you're still standing, then you need another rum!'
1 - Dont kill in here, unless the victim is logged onto the Derby Prvateers Wanted pages. 2 - Treat Natives as friendly in here, unless said to be otherwise. 3 - Breaking rule 1 will get you onto the Wanted list. 4 - NO SMOKING (unless its 'dried herb', in which case, pass the pipe) 5 - Breaking rule 4 will result in a hard slap in the face, OR your bong shall be confescated.
Derby Tavern is in the Trader's Hut, and is a safehouse run by the 1st Derby Privateers and possibly the Derby Hospitallers. It was opened by RobZombie on December 25th 2006. Any visiting native should sleep there without fear of being wantonly killed in the streets. Any outsider can sleep in there safely, as the number of people inside will give many eyes to witness a murder. Any murders witnessed should be reported straight to the Privateers, its ultra-bad manners to atcualy KILL somebody in a bar room brawl. Rum, Beer and Water will be avalable from the Barman/Trader, as the Privateers will sell on thier unwanted beverages for the enjoyment of Derby citezens. The Tavern is likely to be home to ghosts after it gets up and running, so we're already looking for a Shaman for hire.
This wiki will be run by Privateer's Captain Rob Zombie, who will write a flavour text for the Tavern and draw up a full set of rules, maybe even write a better poem.
