USER MADE PUBLIC ROOM LIST AND DESCRIPTIONS

[Arien]

Hello all,

One of the more special features that the game allows, is for us to be our own 'Builder' and for free!

Two simple commands allow for players to make and save 'invisible' permanent rooms that can be accessed by anyone, provided they know the room name.

It would be a good thing, I think, to have a central location where the list of names and descriptions of these invisible public rooms are kept. Then those looking for ideas for scenes to rp can check through current created locations to see if any will do.

The list will also help us come to a collective awareness of the world that we are building together. Eventually we could even organize them by area if we made that many.

Typically, the maker/creator of a room has moderator status in it, with the option to kick out unwelcome players etc. You also have the option to make private, password protected rooms that can only be accessed by invitation.

For now though, this list should reflect the 'public' community areas that you might be adding to the game.

The commands are:

To make a public room:

/join Room_Name_Here (underscores between words)

And to save a permanent description for it, while in the newly made room:

/describe (room description here)

Room descriptions cannot exceed the post limit for a single post without being cut off. (This averages about 180 words by my estimate)

Once a room has been made, it exists, even if it not visible because no one is in it at the time. If you want to enter a room known to have been made by another player from this list. the command is:

/join Room_Name_Here.

To get started I'm posting the names and description of two rooms that  have already built for rp purposes. Feel free to add to the list as you make your own builds in the world.

Thanks!

[Arien]

The building itself is quaint and off the Merchant's path enough that it could almost be mistaken for a small home, if not for the gently swaying sign hanging outside the door. The sweet scent of herbs perfuming the air around the building can be scented down the lane, giving away what sort of business it is before potential patrons even have a chance to read the sign. Operated by two plump and cheerful sisters, the herb shop offers every type of medicinal or cooking herb known to the area and -more expensively- some from farther away. The bells attached to the door chime as you enter, announcing your presence to either of the sisters long before you might actually have the chance to browse the shelves of merchandise available. They seem all to happy to help you pick out your purchases; even if those purchases were not quite what you needed before coming in.

[Arien]

As you press deeper through and past the heart of the island’s north woods, the tree line to the west of the forest border eventually betrays a gentle sloping incline and a gradual thinning in the density of the flora that thrives here. The air cools at elevation with the promise of the clouds and snow that cap the peaks of this island haven in season, and there is the ever present weight of moisture in the air. Water, and life is abundant here. Moss and lichen covered stones and boulders litter the mountainside trails, that plant life flourishing in the humid and sunshine dappled undergrowth; the sound of babbling brooks fed from the high country lake is a constant background song. The climb becomes more strenuous the higher you go, but the view atop this ridge is well worth the wait. The expanse of crystal clear water that mirrors the surrounding snowcapped peaks beckons, as does the promise of further exploration in the dense evergreen forest that flanks its opposing banks.

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[Arien]

On the outskirts of town, just where cobbled streets give way to gently rolling terrain, quaint cottages rise as warm homesteads in the lush countryside that reflects the changes of the seasons as the days unfold. On the banks of the lazy moving river that cuts a path across the land from the High Country snow packs to the sea, several cottages stand available for rent from an enterprising land owner; their lure of idyllic riverside living yielding certain profit. Renters have their choice of single or two level bungalows, each with a covered porch offering views of the countryside and river front. A furnished, cozy common room with built in fire place, a kitchen with basic plumbing and a small dining room come standard. Depending on the size of the rental, anywhere from two, to four bedrooms are available for use. Each cottage offers a winding walkway that provides access to the door and to the nearby riverbank where row boats remain tied off, inviting occupants to spend pleasant hours on the water.

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[Arien]

Set off the bustle of the street, access through the front door of this townhouse rental leads to the discovery of a cozy, well lit foyer and adjoining rooms. To the west is a pleasantly formal living room with subtle appeal. An abundance of cozily cushioned chairs are littered around a complementary coffee table, and a fireplace adds cheer and warmth to the social retreat. Off to the east, a dining nook set into a large room height bay window that faces the street, offers the occupants an out of the way opportunity for an intimate meal. The quiet sounds of kitchen bustle beyond, betray that this room is close at hand. Directly ahead, a highly polished oaken staircase spirals up to the second floor, where a private study might be found, along with a master bedroom of understated neutral elegance and as many as three guest bedrooms and the rare private bathroom. The townhouse overall, exemplifies good taste and moderate prosperity, a retreat for those who prefer town life to country fare.

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[Arien]

Off the beaten tracks of the High Country trails you might find that first bit of walking rougher than the paths you might have been on, before reaching the worn and well used trails the hobbits have made for themselves through the forests. The incline here is not particularly steep, as you seem to be approaching on a gentler slope of a ridge than the one you were walking toward initially; one that seems to eventually dip slightly into the mountainside, rather than rise. The woods thin here in a miniature valley, broken by small farmland, fences and a rise of hills and smaller mounds in the center of it all. Were it not for the path ribboned around and between them, and the chimneys and smoke cresting from the green grass covering the hobbit homesteads of the shire, those hills might seem like any others. This is not the case however, as the eventual movement of the shire’s occupants to and fro about their business, reveals that this place is like no other in the realm. Stay around for a cup of tea and crumpets. Hobbits like nothing better than a social gathering.

[Arien]

Deep in the underbrush of the High Country and off its better known trails, are the treasured natural secrets of those who call that territory home. The sounds of animal life in the forest yields to the ever increasing volume of the babble of a stream becoming something much more. The first hint of what is to come might be found in the damp mistiness of the air. It is less a stream that you come upon, and more a pool of mountain clear water into which water drops and tumbles from a short cliff side; a perfect hideaway and playground for hobbit children, who are often found at play here, swinging from the ropes that hang from the limbs of overhanging trees. The roar of greater falls lures however, further along the trail and up an obstacle filled climb to a plateau with breathtaking view. A blast of cold spray and wind cannot detract from the near mystical appeal of the rush of water pouring over moss strewn rocks and down the cliff face to the river below.

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[Arien]

The continuation of the subdued luxury found in the inn’s common rooms below, is the theme of this comfortable room. Scenes of nature gilded in intricate framework adorn the softly lit wood paneled walls, while the plushest carpet of sandy brown covers the entire floor. A large bed rises against the far wall beneath a sprawling window, comforters, pillows and blankets piled high. Fresh flowers native to the Inn’s own garden are replaced daily, the exotic scents filling the room with their enticing aroma. A small fireplace and a loveseat and chair with matching side table complete the simple furnishings. The room imparts an extra sense of peace to those who rest here, and serves as temporary home for travelers passing through before they decide to make the realm their permanent home.

[Arien]

This newly constructed business sits at the intersection of the bustling Merchant’s street and the infamous Devil’s Row, a once run down artery of the town center that has long been home to some of the shadier establishments of the realm. Entry to its modestly decorated foyer presents you immediately to a lantern lit, intimate lounge that runs the length of the building and seemingly divides it into two establishments. Along each wall of the lounge are small alcoves that allow for near private interaction, each nook containing soft leather armchairs, or a loveseat and a partnering center table. Decorative doorways lead off the lounge at opposite ends of it. The door closer to the entrance leads into the west wing that houses the runner’s liquor distillery and store as well as a small bar, while the farther leads into the east wing and its smoke hazed and often raucous gambling parlor. The establishment lives up to its name; whether for drinking or gaming, The Tumbler is great for a night on the town.

[Arien]

In the cobblestone heart of the bustle of Merchant's Corner, an oaisis of calm and green invites shoppers and travellers to pause a moment in their labors. Benches scattered about are often host to mothers watcing children at play on the greenbelt square, while the well used and weather beaten message board at its heart is often the focus of attention of town patrons seeking to advertize their services or otherwise seek or share information. In some ways the heart of of this pulsing community, the boards remain under vigilant guard to ensure that messages posted do not result in alterccations in that peaceful rest stop. What might happen beyond that green belt, however, is entirely not their concern.

[Arien]

Set apart from the constant bustle of the Inn's common room and bar, the Terrace of Wolfcrest Inn offers the privacy of tree shadowed seclusion with the benefits of partial indoor covering and heating. Seating, both at tables for dining or on cushioned benches scattered here and there in the covered area, invite patrons to relax and watch the outside world go by. Running the length of two sides of the building, one wing of the terrace looks out on to a busy cobbled side street, from which it is separated by pathways winding through well groomed and maintained flower and shrubbery beds, while the other, lesser used wing wraps around to offer a quiet, private overlook to the sometimes eerie labyrinth that forms the centerpiece of the Wolfcrest Gardens beyond.

[Arien]

The journey to the beating heart of the Nether is undertaken officially, by a primitive, pulley operated elevator that departs from the cavernous cleft in the base of the western mountain range, and  arrives in the bustling heart of the Nether capital far below. Visitors make an exit onto what appears to be a horseshoe shaped terrace carved into the interior face of the mountain; the central of three, evidence of levels above and below being present. Access to the upper and lower levels is had on foot, and the well travelled byways of the city are almost always active in the eternal gloom of the gas-lit under kingdom. This central terrace is clearly the domain of the city’s middle and merchant class, shop fronts for every conceivable craft plentiful in that curving arc. Masons, smiths, carpenters and weapons and armor forges abound. On each flank of that working heart, homes ranging from modest to moderate luxury are carved into the rock. The crafting class forms the backbone of this Nether kingdom.

[Arien]

Visitors who travel to the upper level of the Nether capital encounter an entirely different sight than the more ornate world carved out just below. Mimicking the same horseshoe curve, the buildings and shop fronts here seem to have been cut from the mountain's stone with more functionality in mind of the design than the beauty the merchants' and noble class levels have come to be known for. This uppermost terrace is home to the dwarven poor. Here, the quality of the wares available at the few shops sprinkled along the streets is much lower or suited to more practical needs. Often found wandering the quieter streets are the homeless, poor, or more often than not criminals searching for labor or coin with which to get by. Almost parallel to the dwarves surviving in the niche they've managed to carve for themselves, the upper terrace also houses small plots of hardier crops and herbs. Visitors are not often found lingering here, and those who do often receive solicitations of labor from inhabitants.