The Dark Garden
Goblin/ Lavender Beds/ Ward 2/ Plot 58
Saturdays 9pm- 1am EST
Kirali Corr
"Back in my day..."
Hooks
Loves Adventurous Tall Tales
Whiskey!
In search of the spiciest food!
Preferences | Personality |
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RP Length: Casual | Character Personality: Friendly |
Orientation: Straight | RP Role: Bar Manager |
Rates
TIPS ALWAYS WELCOMED
Blades to Beverages
Setting aside his blades, Kirali has started venturing into the pleasure of leisurely life. Trading his past of hunting outlaws on the open sea to wandering around aimlessly, he has begun to finally settle into his new life. Bearing a newly found kind and warm disposition, he attempts to overcome his cold, callous ways. Do not mistake his kindness for weakness. Step out of line and you may well be on the receiving end of his old ways.Through travelling whispers, intrigue was spread. Not one to frequent such venues, the mysterious nature of The Dark Garden called to his adventurous side. The first step through that mystical portal opened his eyes to a wondrous world. A world that he saw himself able to relax and find his true calling. After sampling a few of the drinks that were offered, he was hooked. One fateful night, he found himself making drinks for those that called this place home. The rest was history as he found himself employed behind the bar.Weekend after weekend he put his mind to concocting drinks that would soothe even the sweetest tooth. Weekend after weekend he bantered and engaged. The sensation of causing even a hint of happiness was too captivating. Over many cycles of the moon, he rose to become the bar manager. His masked kindness slowly replaced into true kindness as he became enamored with the group he now calls family. Family... a new concept. Foreign, yet not unnerving.A fateful encounter soon found Kirali to become marked by Raine. A death mark delicately planted by a soothing kiss on his palm. Not one to frighten easy, he continued working as bar manager. Treading through life one week at a time. When the protective seals of The Dark Garden broke, Raine took him by the hand. Was this the end? Was the mark placed in advance to protect the venue? Allowing complete control over his hand, he followed Raine's guidance. His palm placed on the dark wooden floor as he grit teeth and prepared for the end.Warmth spread through his body as he looked up into Raine's eyes. The mark replaced by a sigil as they shared soft whispers. Soul bound, he resumes his job as the bar manager while guarding the protection of The Dark Garden from further Fae intrusion. His heart and soul poured into every drink as he welcomes the weary souls from afar into the dim light.