Welcome to Fairhaven

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    From the outside, Fairhaven is a small town like any other. But appearances can be deceiving; no one would guess Fairhaven exists as a portal between our world and others, with beings from different dimensions constantly passing through town. The waitress pouring your coffee could be a demon, your doctor an alien, the homeless old woman on the street a fairy. But one thing is certain; there is never a boring day in a town where humanity is the minority, and supernatural beings hide in plain sight.


    It was a quiet, crisp evening in the small town of Fairhaven. But Remiel knew once the sun went down, the ghosts and goblins hiding in the shadows would surely come out to play. All he had to do was sit back and wait.

    As a Sentinel, it was not only Remiel’s responsibility, but his sworn duty to guard the portal in Fairhaven. He was like a police officer for the supernatural, if you will. Most of the time, the beings passing through the portal were benevolent, coming to the human realm to visit family, take a vacation or with the wish of settling down and starting a new life. But sometimes, twisted abominations found openings in the portal, wishing to wreck havoc or unleash unspeakable horrors upon humanity. It was Remiel’s job to swiftly put an end to them, and maintain peace and balance amongst all of Fairhaven’s residents – human, demon and everything in between.

    During his nightly patrol, the Sentinel typically stopped at the Tasty Diner: the only restaurant that ran 24 hours, 7 days a week in Fairhaven. Its late night openings attracted other supernaturals, and the place always bustled with customers. Remiel parked his sleek crimson and black motorcycle outside, and made his way inside the diner. He was precisely 6’0”, broad-shouldered and lean with lightly corded muscle from years of harsh physical training. Although his leather jacket concealed them, runic-looking tattoos inked his pale skin, winding throughout the length of his body. His long, black hair fell past his shoulders, but when on patrol he kept his hair tied back. His eyes were silver, the color of a blade’s flashing steel. The Sentinel walked with quiet confidence, never wanting to draw unnecessary attention to himself.

    The Tasty Diner was, as usual, fairly busy for the late hour. Remiel helped himself to a booth in the corner. He waited for the waitress to bring him coffee, and flipped through a newspaper left on his table, his silver eyes discreetly taking his surroundings and fellow patrons in.
     
  2. Anna was running late for work again. It was hard to manage hunting and time. She was usually good at it though but not today. Anna had moved to the human world after she learned how to control her bloodlust. Her parents had left her high and dry at an early age. Leaving Anna to fend for herself. Living in the human's world and pretending to be one made getting dinner so much easier. Waitressing at the Tasty Diner wasn't her dream job but it had its good points. She enjoyed people watching and today a particularly interesting man with silver eyes was sitting in her section. Anna pulled her long red hair up into a bun before approaching his table. "Hi i'm Anna and i'll be your waitress. What is you order?" she asked rather cheerfully. A full stomach usually did that. Even without the blood Anna was one of the nicer vampires.
     
  3. Dante woke up a little dizzy. He got so hammered the night before. He seemed to be in a mansion...how'd he get there....oh yeah....party last night...couple chicks....bla bla bla. Dante sat up coughing. damn...my head he thought to himself. The best part about being half demon allowed him not to worry about alcohol or any kind of drug ever harming him. He stepped off the couch and tripped over a chubby girl who only had panties on. eh...I slept with that??? eh...she's alright I guess. I can't get hammered around chicks like that anymore. "Dante, baby, where are you going?" Dante heard a soft female voice behind him. He saw a blond headed model. "I'm hungry uh.....uh Ashly?" "....It's Claire....but...don't leave so soon." "I gotta go ok? I'll call you." Dante walked out and smiled. He didn't even have her number. It was time to go though. He couldn't let that distract him. He walked down the street The Tasty Diner. Dante's irresistible looks could be a pain sometimes. Human, non-human, monster, etc. They always fall for him. It's like a demonic spell that makes him a chick magnet. He hoped he could just eat in piece this time, but highly doubted it. Hr walked in and sat down towards the back corner of the place. He already knew what he wanted so he just sat back and relaxed....shit he forgot his clothes. All he had on was his jeans and his black tank top...great. More things that made him attractive. He didn't even have shoes on. He'll sneak back in and get it later. He sat and waited to be served.
     
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  5. The door as if the wind had blown, it open. The bells chimed as the door pushed to the stopper and a tall shadow stretched into the frame. Slowly a tall young man walks in, his clothes are war torn and stained a long old beaten duster covers him, his face is tired and his eyes seemed to once upon a time glow with flame but the fire was snuffed out. A large back over his shoulder looked as if her had walked a wasteland of sand and dust. The only thing that was in top shape was a katana, the case was like liquid black, it was very reflective, almost to reflective. He sighs and sits at a far booth, putting his bag on the floor under his table to not dirty the seat. His head low, His face was beautiful but was now jaded he has long platinum blonde hair almost white.
     

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  6. Dante watched the guy walk in. He looked like he had been through a lot in the past few days. Dante shrugged. He looked towards the college girls that seemed to be talking about him with a few giggles here and there. Dante smirked at them and winked. They started freaking, and Dante laughed a little. It was taking forever for the waitress to get to his table. He was starving. Dante sat up and put his head down. His head still kind of hurt from waking up to fast that morning. He just needed to rest it off.
     
  7. Anna thought for a second. She usually didn't eat human food but of what she could remember, the waffles were pretty good. "Well I don't know if my opinion is an expert one but i'd most definitely recommend the waffles." she said. Anna also noticed the really handsome man walk in with no shoes on. He certainly was a looker and those girls in the corner thought so too. She laughed at their sillyness. If they only knew that the man they were drooling over wasn't actually human. Then another man dressed in strange clothing walked in and sat down. "Is it just me or are all creatures of the night coming in on my shift?" she thought out loud. "I'l be right back with your coffee. That might give you another few minutes to decide." Anna told the customer. She walked over to the table with the man with no shoes, "Hi my name is Anna and i'll be your waitress this evening. What will you be having?" she asked him smiling. She decided to go ahead and wait on him since her coworkers couldn't make up their minds on who would go. She could hear their grumblings from behind the counter.
     
  8. Dante looked up a blinked a few times. "Oh hi. Sorry...rough night....um I'll have a plate of pancakes and a plate of waffles please," he said with a sweet smile. Dante liked this waitress. The one girl that didn't seem to fall for him immediately after noticing him.
     
  9. Anna nodded and wrote down his order. "Yes sir. You're order will be right up." she said before walking back behind the counter. Her coworkers bombarded her with questions about him but Anna just waved them off. She didn't have time for their sillyness. She put the man's order through to the cook and grabbed a cup of coffee for the man with the silver eyes. She carefully carried it over to him and placed it on the table. "There you go sir. Have you made your decision yet?" she asked him.
     
  10. The man was blank for a second and spoke quietly "You smell of Roses, blood and oak. you are vampire? correct?" He did this without even looking, his head hung low still. "Excuse me dear, that was rude of me. Thank you for the coffee do you have tea by any chance?"
     
  11. Anna heard the man behind her ask about her scent. It didn't faze Anna though. She had had much practice with this sort of thing. She turned towards him and smiled. "Vampire? There is no such thing as a vampire. And as for tea...yes we have it. I'll be right back." she said. Anna went to kitchen and grabbed a cup of tea for the strangely dressed man and grabbed the plate of pancakes and waffles for the man without any shoes. She placed the tea on strangely dressed man's table and then walked over and placed the plate of food on the man with shoes' table. "There you go sir. Enjoy!" she said.
     
  12. A small smile crossed the warriors face, grabbing the cup gently he sipped the tea and rolled up his sleeves. His arms were covered in bright tattoos and rough scars, shredding through the color. The scars were horrific claw marks from various beasts and monsters. The tattoos on his left depicted various scenes of monster hunting and witch huntings. The right was an almost uncountable number of tally marks. "Such a strange place, a place were roads meet and peace is kept." He said to himself and picked up a menu.
     
  13. Shaki walked down the street as she adjusted her witches hat as her left ear flicked lightly. " Hummm. " She sighhed as she looked around bored. " What shall i do? " She said as she came accross the the town. " Whats this? " She said as she looked at a sign. " Fairhaven? Hmmm lets see what is going on here.. " She said as she turned into a black cat still with the witches hat on her head. She began to walk casually down the way to the town.
     
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    The realms proved harsh for anyone brave or foolish enough to venture far from the safety of one’s walls. For across the vast wilderness, arid deserts and snow capped mountains lurked many beast and adventures. The promise of wealth often drew a large number of greedy folk to press their luck, those fortunate enough not to meet a swift end, often find themselves warped by the unsung dangers of the land.
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    The land of Fairhaven proved just that, Fair. Yet despite its tranquil exterior something nefarious by nature stirred within the obscurity of its shadows. Its baneful influence penetrating the hearts and minds of those that dared to look beyond the mask.

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    The moon hung mystically in the air, its pale light providing illumination for those that dared to travel at night. The air was crisp, as the harmonious orchestra of crickets lingered passively in the air. A group of dwarves accompanied by a single human crept through the mouth of the settlement. The warmth proved a welcome break from the frigid and unrelenting winds of the north. The air was enriched with the soothing aroma of spiced spring wind.

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    For many weeks they’ve known nothing but trouble and bad luck, hopefully their ill fortune would turn around soon. If not, things would undoubtedly bode ill for them. Cautiously the strange lot traversed the narrow streets, fearing the locals as much as they did the beasts that lurked outside of these walls.


    “Bah, t’is place lacks life.” One dwarf bellowed, as the group waltzed through the suspiciously empty marketplace. “Becareful, never met a human I could trust…present company exempt.” The same dwarf tactfully muttered.

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    This round belly, jet and gray strand haired dwarf hoped he birthed no offense. For the human accompanying them was special to him, his adoptive daughter who often followed them on their expeditions. The female arched a brow, not really taking offense to her father’s words, but finding them amusing nonetheless.

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    Finally the group tired, their bellies rumbled with hunger and their throats sought the soothing warmth only wrought by a mug full of mead. By chance they stumbled across the Tasty diner, an institution as fine as any other they supposed. Their eyes carefully noting the mechanized horse known as a motorcycle; a device that proved alien to them, yet their curiosity quickly was sated.

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    One by one they turned the knob of brass, pushing the door open as all six of them crept through its threshold.
    “Clare find us a seat and let us pray these humans at least know their mead.” Sher’goth spoke rather condescendingly, his daughter Clare chuckling at his words.


    “If not, than you could always learn to sober up.” Her words earning but a simple sneer from her father. “Bah, w’at you know anyway?” His reply coming off more as a playful bark, earning him a sly grin from Clare, woman with jet black hair and bicolored irises. One was purple while the other stood out as a brilliant shade of jade. An unusual mutation to say the least…

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    The group stood out when compared to the locals whom clearly over towered her companions. Yet despite their height, they possessed more heart and war tales than most twice their size. Despite being human, Clare had grown accustom and even loved the Dwarven culture. Long ago she was given the choice, stay and carry her weight, or return to her people. Though in truth Clare was no mere human, rather more of a mutant. Hailing from a house, a house of vipers as her vocation.

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    Nonchalantly the group made their way to a vacant both, taking root as they began to exchange stories and placed their order. Demanding the finest drink and food they had available, claiming that price was no obstacle.

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    Normally such behavior would warrant unwanted eyes and earn the attention of wanting thieves. But this band held no fear, more than confident they could cut down any would be robber who stalker, and preyed these streets. Clare could only smile as they exchanged tales of valor, twirling a mask within her hand as she listened intently. Unlike her father and his friends, Clare was not permitted to share the bulk of her experiences.

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    But she didn’t need to, for any whom seen her combat prowess, never doubted her vocation let alone depth of experience. Suddenly their drinks and food had arrived, the feast commenced as they enjoyed the warmth of their beverages and human dishes. If the Dwarf wasn’t so proud he’d admit that humans knew their liquor. At least better then the damnable elves…
     
  15. ((OOC: I thought we were in the present?))
     
  16. OOC: It says fantasy, so I assumed it was a fantasy setting with a few modern pieces. Such as the motorcycle.))
     
  17. The Stranger looked up with his eyes, and cracked another smile. "This place gets more interesting every second" sipping his tea he watched without looking, simply feeling the energy from everyone, Some had vast amounts some had less but non were a target or a threat.
     
  18. Rusti walked to the diner. He looked rather ill but he always looked like that lately after the accident. He walked in and sat down near the door, he payed attention to his heart beat to make sure it was stable. He didn't feel like putting these people in danger, human or not.
     
  19. Raoul walked in the street near the Tasty Dinner and heard quite a lot of noise from inside. He smiled a little by himself. It might not be so bad to go in, he was getting a little hungry. Raoul was visiting his girlfriend, who was also a werewolf. He still wasn't sure if he wanted to stay in Fairheaven, he had heard that the full moon affected stonger on this side of the gate. That was also the reason he was walking alone right now. Rhea always got nervous and was easy to explode when the full moon grew stronger. Raoul flipped his long brown hair in the front and stepped into the diner. Judging by the smell there were many different people from the other side of the gate. "Oh well, guess it doesn't matter", he murmured to himself and sat on a vacant table near the shabby dressed, but amazingly goodlooking man. Aparently at least a half demon, maybe even a full blooded. Raoul looked around and smirked when he saw some dwarves enjoying themselves. At least that explained the sound he had heard from the outside.
     
  20. Kitty walked on the sidewalk feeling her hunger get more intense as she took each step. The work day was finally over. She was an assassin, a spy, anything the universal government could fit in for her. She had just gotten back from good old America at a strip club. She was one of the pole dancers and part time bar tenders. She had to wait for her perverted target to want a private dance from her. That private dance was the worse decision of his life, is all that can be said. She walked into the Tasty Diner, with a tight leather jacket on. She had black skinny jeans and stilettos on. Her sunglasses reflected the light in the diner. She took them off and sat down. She looked at the menu, listening to her tummy growl as she read each one. What can I eat...hhhmmm she thought to herself.