She smiles revealing two very long ivory fangs. Now tell me you were saying?

She lets out a laugh that is miscievious yet comforting at the same time.

please do not be ashamed of who you are. For the creatures and people who come here are mre bizzarre than you can imagine.

Her crimson lips part for another smile and herpale face and dark hair add to her overall beauty.

OOC- Can we continue this sometime later, its like midnight over here and im so sleepy and i have to attend school tomorrow ...... but this is really fun, though the last time i did this with Kaltia(Drow Mistress, Duh! self explanatory) she whipped the living day lights outta me, that was during the rebellion ofcourse.
Bear with me as rpging isnt exactly my forte, but i'll improve, however i do promise to post a lot tomorrow, g'night vampyress [img]smile.gif[/img]

OOC-do not worry I will be around omorrow after noon its like noon here and i have to get something done today gnight wacky

OOC-g'night fellow vampire :D

Er...something like this?

A woman enters the silent bar,she moves her head elegantly and sees two figures. She makes her way to the bartender and orders an orange preacher.Without a noise she moves to the nearest table,and looks at her drink,and sighs.Her whole body is covered with a cloak.The cloak has strange markings.Silently she removes her hood,revealing her stark red hair and ice blue eyes,but also a long scar across her otherwise beautiful face.

Hello everyone! I think you've got a good start on your tavern, Vampyress. Just to follow up on what I said in GD, though, we are not allowing any new 'clans' to be created here at Ironworks just now. Perhaps that will change in time, but for now the moderators must follow the wishes of our webmaster in this.

Have fun in your roleplay! [img]smile.gif[/img]

Cloudy

She sits and sips at another drink. this one a blodwyne. she watches about the room suddenly craving blood. she awaits a decent one to drink from.

Her face looks sad as she glanses through the bar.She notices another woman,one of the two other figures,looking around as like looking for something.She nods at the woman,and smiles,but the smile contains none warmth at all.She drinks her drink,and orders another orange preacher.

A cloaked figure glides into the dimly-lit room, a shadowed aura seems to emanate from his all-too-noticeable vampyric lineage and sits himself at a table, removing the hood from his midnight black cloak and staring down at the table. Long black hair falls from the hood, his eyes reflect the firey candles with his emerald glaring eyes. Silently he pulls a dagger from his boot, pointing the blade into the table and twirling it around, staring at it with his head lowered.

Noticing the others, he looks to both of them with an expressionless glare, then turning back to his blade. He thinks to himself "I am amongst my kind." His monotone face seems to force a partial grin, as his dagger gleams in his eye.

After drinking she walks to the lady who looks around the tavern. May I have a word with you? She asks from the lady.My name is Elienn-of-shadows,she continues as she sits down.