Now, I propose we make a forum that is a lot more organized than the ooc the keep one over there. Seeing as how this one isn't broken up into sections or anything, and I didn't want to just sit on this game idea and not get any mileage out of it, I am posting it here for your perusal. Any questions, feedback, catch me on IM or leave a note or whatever.
A massive stone wall once separated the two sides of Haven, though the reason of it's collapse remains unknown. Each side of Haven is a city within itself, each baring it's own town hall, and both having their own styles of smiths, vendors, and artisans. On the "Haven" side, one would find all that is good and wholesome, the shining beings upholding all that is righteous and pure. On the "Dark Haven" side, one would likely find themselves predator or prey, falling victim or victimizing, caught in the middle of a continuous and ruthless quest for the evil and chaos that controls the lifestyle.
Its foundations built around the ruins of the great wall, Sanctuary Grimoire loomed over Haven like an omen of doom. But it wasn't! The place was a shining, domed temple to magic and money, straddling, and bisected by, the old wall.
Within the Light side of the complex, one would find the hospital. The hospital was staffed entirely by mages and wizards. There were specialists in every field of medicine you could think of and probably plenty you couldn't. Surgeons worked with only the finest tools, unseen servants holding trays of instruments and wiping the sweat from their brows, demons bound to their will, performing incisions with their black claws, sharper blades than any man-made scalpel.
Unorthodox? Perhaps. But, it is Haven's finest hospital.
But where does the funding come from?
Ah, the Dark side of the temple is devoted to magic for profit. No longer is magic something only precious few have access to, for the right amount of coin. . .
The potions and charms shop can set you up with anything the common man could want. Love potions. Charms to bring the rain. Curses to bring their enemies to their knees. Vile things. Useful things.
There is a bordello in that side of the temple. Tell a dream master or mistress what you want and pay for the time, and your dreams will come true, if only until the time you've paid for expires. It's a place where dreams and desires can be more than real.
There is a tattoo studio which caters to all sorts, and can put bestow tattoos of a magical nature.
It's founder is still active in the Sanctuary, more so in the Dark side than the Light. Roland Grimoire is not his real name, but it's the only one you're getting. He used to run a school of magic. Now he styles himself retired, free to pursue what he wills now that he's made the Sanctuary a viable business.
Name: Roland Grimoire
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: late thirties
DOB: Unknown
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 170 lbs
Eye colour: Sky Blue
Hair colour: White
Skin colour: Caucasian
Distinguishing Features: His slicked back hair is cut precisely, and his beard is neatly trimmed and probably cost more than your life. His bearing and manner are those of a distinguished gentleman, and his eyes practically crackle with intelligence.
Personality: In public he's charming, a delight to be around when in the proper company and atmosphere. He is a sophisticate. But it is a thin veneer over his predatory nature, and it's always showing around the edges. He's just that type. If the Santuary Grimoire were toppled tomorrow, he'd be a pusher or a pimp the next day. But he'd be an urbane one. He loves no one.
Quirks: He likes to mix his pleasures. If one's good separately, then two at once is even better, right? Right. He does not drink to excess, but goes through bouts where he truly doesn't care about anyone else and will chase after his wants and his alone, and to Hell with the world.
After a few days he settles back into his normal patterns of taking care of business and going through the motions of being part of human society. It is unknown what brings these bouts on.
Miscellaneous: He wears white, often goes about wearing multiple magic rings which he crafted himself. He is a mage first and a monster second. He is at home in his workshop, in the labs, in highbrow soirees. In other settings he is not uncomfortable, he merely seems out of place.
He's a normal human, as normal as any mage would be, but his smile seems to have too many teeth unless you don't interest him as prey. His interest lies, generally, in the male of the species, and in particular he is looking for an apprentice.
The Light side of the place will be run by a character by angel_kitten.
And before you ask, no, I do not have a grand sweeping epic story arch already in place. One will grow out of the people who come to the Sanctuary and their problems I'm sure.
