Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

[Winchester's Wolf]

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; (Oisin) Lark
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Faciler looked over towards the side, knowing that he didn't take the precautions that were necessary to see if the person was human or not. But how could a creature of that height could possibly be human? Not to mention the bird that he had. He drew in a breath, but soon exhaled, knowing that there was no possible way to lie about this. "Well...No, I haven't really...thought about it- but...he seemed...friendly. If not, then apologetic for bothering the tranquillity of the manor...But he's tall enough to not be deemed as a human? Merely a possible giant." he bit his lip and glanced at Larkin. He wasn't used to this, no. Can't he just get fired? Nobody would miss him... But then there was Mary, what would he do if they left the manor?... He just couldn't go back... His thoughts wandered for a bit before snapping back to reality as Larkin mentioned the fact about leaving the stranger alone in the interview room. Faciler had to think about this for a bit as he was familiar with the family... but adding to the fact that he could only remember so little names at a time- like he-who-shall-remain-nameless. He thought for a bit before looking away, bringing a palm to his face, "Damn," he muttered to himself, pausing for a second before putting his arm down to his side. He looked at Lark, "I indeed left him alone- I wasn't really thinking about the others that much... I-I... I thought it would be a good idea at the time as I do not have another one of me to just tag team around the manor.". He stood there, trying to appear nonchalant. But how could he when he was trying not to lose his head and lose his job? Clearly, it was just a mistake as he didn't usually answer the door. Faciler turned his head and sighed deeply, This day is clearly the work of Satan....

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Arc
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Mary followed after him, happy that he had some help. But his head turned up when Arc started to speak again, this time in a language that he didn't understand at all, but when the man had shown him where the fruits and flowers were, he understood and followed him over towards one of the stands. Mary went ahead and grabbed a small container of strawberries once Arc had pointed them out, soon to grab a bag of cherries, placing them on the container. It was starting to get a bit heavy, as he was still small and frail, only able to carry one thing at a time, but he didn't want to make it appear that way, so he pretended like he could handle it without any help. The ten-year-old slowly walked over towards the apples when Arc had pointed it out, along with the bucket of flowers. He could look at those later, right now he needed to get a few apples so he could return home, but it wouldn't hurt if he stayed in town for a bit. His dad wouldn't really be upset if he was gone just a tad bit longer...Right? Mary mentally shrugged before placing the strawberries and cherries on the ground, soon to turn around and head over to the small plastic bags to carry the apples in. What? He wasn't going to carry two apples in his hold while carrying something that was heavy to him. He grabbed one of the bags before walking over back towards the apples, grabbing a couple, placing them in the green bag. Yes, he has done this a couple of times before, but not enough times to fully open the bag before putting stuff in there. How was he supposed to know? He had the brain of a lost child. Mary tied the bag before placing it in the open bag of cherries. He then turned to Arc who asked him about the flower, which seemed only moments ago as he was pacing back and forth for the bag and the apples, which he was completely oblivious about until now. His attention turned over towards the bucket of flowers, still silent as he tried to find the red flowers that matched the ones that his father put on his desk every year. Mary stood there, an odd sound coming from him as he slowly turned over towards Arc, "Mm, da flower is for dad, but I don't see it anywhere in the...pile...He puts it on da desk sowmetimes...It's a rwed flower, but I do not know what it is called." . He continued to stare at the flowers before returning to Arc.

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
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Everest looked at Valac explained that he didn’t have an outside source and he doesn’t tell lies. She didn’t bother to answer that before listening to him once again. A smile parted, “Hm you don’t completely hate me? I feel betrayed. And true, I would probably devour you like the little girl in the red hood... things didn’t go that well after that. Fal almost disowned me when he heard about it. And I told him that she didn’t really taste good- I don’t like raw meat... He sent me outside...in the snow.”. A grin was now showing, with her pearly whites showing... they were more yellow and blood stained, but hey, who would take care of a wolf’s teeth. Molly did but after she passed, Everest was incapable of brushing her own teeth. Oh well. It just goes to show that she wasn’t nice when it came for people sneaking in the manor house. But her mind changed to the front door once Valac when he mentioned the door. “Well if you break it, then I wouldn’t be happy and actually devour you without any thought. There’s a key somewhere, but I believe that Facilier took it when he left. But the most important matter is this: I’m a creature of the night, I don’t have the ability to to open doors. I can’t do what humans do. Besides talk and backstab...that’s what they do, right?” . Everest looked up at him as she stared to fall behind, which was followed by Val telling her to hurry up otherwise the old hag would die of old age. She didn’t increase her speed at all, “How old is she? I am like... probably older than her! Do you see me withering in the soil?! I’ll take my damn time if I have to!” a laughed escaped from her as she ran after him until she was by his side, “Also, I have problems... with running.... I don’t... want to... be... like that... dog from... Stone Fox... I don’t want... my... heart... to burst... I think... Searchlight... was her name?”. Before they could reach the town, which wasn’t that far, she slowed down as she ran out of breath. But as soon as Bal was out of sight, she slowed down even more. She lowered her head, picking up a scent that was she was slightly familiar with. The one that has been to the manor quite often, yet never showed themselves. It wasn’t Fal, no. Maybe it was the other one that Valac has mentioned? Hell it could be anyone. Mentally shaking it off, she continued after Val, her heart pounding with mixed excitement and a sour emotion that she, herself can not detect.

[tawneypelt0504]

Mikayla Carter|Female|21 years old|Stable hand||Shifter|Location: Horse stalls|tags:Charlie (mentions Lemarc)
Glad to have helped"Mikayla said giving Charlie a friendly smile Now I should go and check to see if anything needs to be done she said before walking back into the barn. As she walked in she noticed Le Marc slamming door open she immediately runs over to the horses and begins to try and calm them down. She looks at Lemarc as he leaves and see's him walking around the building before she looses sight of him. She is half tempted to follow him but the horses are her biggest concern whatever Lemarc was up to could wait.

Delta|Mare|10 years old|Manor animal|Thoroughbred|Location:horse stalls|tags:Quinn,(mentions Lemarc)
Delta laid down in the hay when she felt Quinn stir she turned to him and blew gently in his face before nuzzling him gently and standing up She watched as Quinn stood up beside her and she began to eat suddenly she tensed and saw a man walk in she began to panic snorted in fear she put her self in front of Quinn in order to protect him once he left she felt a little calmer but she still felt on edge and didn't move from her post in front of Quinn.

Quinn|Colt|10 months old|Manor animal|Thoroughbred|Location:horse stalls|tags Delta (mentions Lemarc)
Quinn woke up and felt his mother gently blow on his face before she got up he followed and began to eat the hay that had been put into their stall. Quinn noticed that a man had walked by he didn't know why but this man made him feel incredibly scared it didn't help that the other horses were also freaking out as well Quinn began to whinny in fear even after then man left.

[frostykitty]

Ａｌｅｘａｎｄｅｒ Ｔｒｅｌｌａ ｜ Ｔｒａｎｓ Ｍａｌｅ ｜ ２１ ｜ Ｃｏｏｋ
Alexander steps out of the manor, a little frazzled. He had already gotten lost inside twice today, and that was only inside the giant house. He needed air. Immediately his nose wrinkled at the sharp smell of cigarette smoke in the air. The sorce was obvious, a sleeping man in a heap on the stairs. "Oh no-" Alexander rushes to the man's side, kneeling on the ground. "Sir, sir are you alright?"

[doc .]

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xxxHe/Him - Groundskeeper - 30 yrs - tags: Deirdre
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Marc-Anthony sighed softly and was happy that she wasn't upset. Of course he wasn't expecting her to be upset with him since he knew she was a kinder soul. But then again he wasn't very happy with himself after messing up like that. But things happen and in order to make up for it he would do his best to pick out the best movie for them to watch.
"Very well.." he replied with a smile, knowing that this mistake would not be on his mind for long
"I then ask you.. miss Deirdre," he began while coming over and taking her by the hand, leaning in and kissing the top of her hand gently "if you would so kindly accompany me to my quarters this evening for a lovely bit of cuddling and a movie of your choice."
His eyes flickered up to hers and his eyebrows raised just a little bit.
"As long as you are by my side, I will be content for the rest of my days."
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xxxHe/Him - Human - 18 yrs - tags: Mary
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Arc rolled his eyes at himself and figured at some point in time he would have to actually learn English. This was getting upsetting. Especially over words he knew in German but couldn't say in English.
He followed the kid into the floral department and made sure he got everything okay, eventually just looking around himself and checking out what this place had to offer
Mary eventually spoke up about the flower and he turned himself to watch the kid
"Its probably a rose." he replied while coming over and tilting his head. He watched the other and frowned. This wasn't going to go very well
"Stay here." he said, slipping off to go grab them a cart. He got a smaller one, one of those carts that were just a pain in the behind to handle when pulling back to the store. Especially when you have more than one and the wheels aren't in the correct position to be pulled forwards and the entire cart either runs over your foot or just hits you in the ankle.
Fun times
"Here.. zhis might be easier." he said while moving to help grab Mary's items and put them on the lower half of the cart so they could be distinguished between his and Arcs items, which would be on the top
"Do you vant to get a rose? Zese are roses." he said while pulling one from the bucket and showing it to Mary
"Just von?"
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xxxHe/Him - Resident - 19 yrs - tags: Alexander
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Vengal wasn't dreaming, because he never dreamed. There was never a time in his life where something good happened to him. It was always something bad, something horrible. Just as this time where someone decided to wake him up from this good dreamless nap. How dare they. Don't they know who they're waking up? Only the grumpiest, most unhappy..
His eyes flickered open and he huffed while shaking his head and trying to figure out who it was that would be on his list for the rest of his days
He opened his eyes to this boy waking him up, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Maybe it wasn't pain and it was just him overreacting but it was still.. something in his chest in reaction to seeing him. A good thing
Probably
"I'm fine!" he said harshly, hearing his tone and deciding against going any more harsh. He toned it down a little for the second time. "I'm fine.. I'm okay..."
He sat up a little bit and removed his hood and brushed the purple hair from his eyes. He coughed a little bit and rubbed his nose while just watching the other's eyes
Carefully
"I was just sleeping.. s'not a bit deal."
His look went a bit more soft as he leaned in a little more
"Is it?" he asked, softly
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[frostykitty]

Ａｌｅｘａｎｄｅｒ Ｔｒｅｌｌａ ｜ Ｔｒａｎｓ Ｍａｌｅ ｜ ２１ ｜ Ｃｏｏｋ
Alexander gets a faint blush upon seeing the stranger, taken aback by not seeing some (completely) angry, homeless mythic. He breaths a sigh of relief and stands up. He looked a little tired, but his eyes still had a spark of curiosity. “Okay, good... It’s alright! It’s not a big deal- I was just afraid you were hurt. Would you prefer a bed? I might be able to lend you my room, if I can find it!” He clasps his hands together about his chest and smiles warmly, showing a set of sharp, white fangs and, less threatening, dimples. “I like your hair, by the way! I’ve never seen that color...”

[dinolover519]

|𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎|𝙺𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚒 𝙺𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚊 (𝙺𝚒𝙺𝚒) | 𝟸𝟷 | 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚎 | 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚍| 𝙱𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 | 𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛(𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢) | 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜: 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗 (can be summoned by calling any of her names)|

Kakuzi waltzed from shadow to shadow and shelf to shelf. Draped in illusions, she continued to clean the library. Reaching the 500s, she noticed a large stack of books thrown carelessly on the floor. Not again...With a sigh, she kneeled down and picked up the books, her 9 tails flowing around her like ribbons in the wind. She placed the books in their proper places, dusted off her maid outfit, and continued with her work.

male * Markus Antonio Jensen(Mark/Marko) * 15 *were-aardvark * Homeless * pan * Location: Leck’s forest * Tags: OPEN

Mark trotted through the forest in the form of an aardvark. Sniffing around, he noticed a lovely flower. Shifting carefully into his human form, the teenager gently examined the plant. Ah! A lily! He pulled from his pocket a small field guide on flowers. Flipping through to the page on Lillies, he compared the information with what he saw. Pulling a pen from his other pocket he added a note to the guide. Found on the eastern border, by some birch trees... he noted happily.
He sniffed the flower with a smile and read a bit on it to refresh his memory. Oh! Lilies usually symbolize innocence and sometimes mean good luck! Well, finding a beautiful flower was more than enough good luck, at least to him. Making a final note, he shifted back into an aardvark and continued on his way.

[Squirrelstar123]

||Larkin (Lark) Stoker | 26 | Human | Head of Household | Homosexual | Location: Office | Tags: Facilier||

Lark raised an eyebrow at Facilier when he mentioned that the visitor could be a possible giant. "I guess I will see for myself soon enough. I hope you are right however, but if not.. We can just take care of them. It will just be a lesson learned for next time." He spoke as he walked around the desk and towards the door, where the butler was. Lark grew still when the butler explained that he had indeed left the guest alone in the guest room. "Well.. I think we should probably go at once, as there might be a chance that it's not too late." He replied, trying to keep calm and collected. Lark sped past Facilier and out the door, heading down a familiar path in familiar surroundings. Hopefully all was okay, hopefully Franz hasn't claimed another one of the visitors as that would be hard to deal with and clean up.

||Adelia Lewis | 18 | Human | Maid | Heterosexual | Location: Game Room, Hallway | Tags: Open||

Adelia peaked her head through the doorway to the kitchen, in hopes to spot what had been cooking. All she saw though was a few used dishes in an otherwise clean kitchen. The cooks must have already set the food up so it was ready for the resident family and guests to eat. To shush her stomach, Adelia took an apple from the fruit bowl and left the kitchen before she was caught. If she was caught, Deirdre would probably get annoyed and tell her that she was spoiling her meal by eating something now. A crunch was heard as she took a bite of her apple and headed towards the ballroom so she could take a break and relax a little.

||Deirdre Scarborough | Appears 25 | Spirit | Cook | Heterosexual | Location: Kitchen/Dining Room | Tags: Marc||

Deirdre blushed softly and said "Sounds like a date to me." Then her smile grew more into a mischievous grin and said "Anything I want? Hmm.... How about The Princess Bride? That is always a good one." Deirdre loved that movie and requested it every time they had a movie date. Marc was probably tired of watching it by now but he did say they would watch a movie of her choice. Every time Deirdre watched this movie, people could swear it was her first time ever watching it. She is just so emotionally invested every time and although she knows what happens, she stills wonders if a certain someone is going to make it or if Buttercup will ever have a good ending, etc.

||Nimbus (Nim) | 3 | Cat | Manor Animal | Unknown | Location: Guest Room | Tags: Open||

Nimbus finally found one of the empty guest rooms and went inside. Everything was all crisp, clean, and ready for use. Nimbus padded over to the bed before jumping onto the comfortable and soft bed. After walking around, Nimbus found a nice spot to sleep in and flopped down, moving around slightly to tuck in his front legs. A licking sound soon followed as he started grooming his chest and his shoulder.

||Katheryne (Katie) Grey | 19 | Werewolf | Homeless | Heterosexual | Location: Leck's Forest | Tags: Evan||

Katheryne's gaze on him grew more intense as she await for his name. The silence grew as the man become distant and far away, despite being phonically right there. She didn't exactly understand why he became like this, it was a simple question after all. Finally, his voice cut through the silence as he came more present again and his eyes focused once more. "Evan, huh?" She said while a small, knowing smile growing on her face but she didn't elaborate any further. "Well, I am Katheryne." Katie said, giving a small shrug as if the fact didn't matter that much.

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004 𝐓𝐋;𝐃𝐑Artaxerxes is happy to
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Wait. The good doctor was very much on the verge of death some moments ago. What kind of malady could act so quickly? His ears pressed back against his head for a second in thought. Well, he could be assured that at least most of the folks here weren't human, and he had a hunch that this fellow wasn't either. Hmm...he'd heard of most of the things that afflicted seafolk and faerie folk. Perhaps vampirism? Was there a full moon coming soon, maybe? His daydreaming was interrupted by the very un-mythical idea of not traveling via secret passageway. The conventional passage sounded so incredibly dreary(in concept, at least, for he had just seen that the manor was quite lovely) that the color could leave the blue of his eyes a miserable grey. He knew he was really in no position to judge, considering just what would happen to him had he not taken sanctuary here...well, we could think about that later. This poor, ill man was trying to lead him off, when he could very well die at any moment. And again, Artaxerxes, whether out of compassion or self-preservation, was not keen on having anyone dying."Ah. Well, o' friend, you shouldn't be on your feet so quickly. Allow me to help, it's the least I can do as exchange for the work." With that, Artaxerxes...well, he just scooped Franz up in his arms like you would a cat. He didn't seem to mind the extra weight, though Alagathia was so ruffled that she hops off and perches on the arm of one of the chaises. It was quite clear to her that this was an elaborate plot to remove her from her perch, and she would never forgive the (in her mind, not-so-)good doctor for such treachery! "I ask you to lead the way. Point me in he direction we're going, perhaps we can catch one of the assistants on the way there, you never know."

[Ƥɛтɛяραn]

| annaise baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } xxx |

annaise looked up at the store ceiling, her eyes fixed on the chandelier that hung above a glass display of handcrafted rings and necklaces. of course no one in the family made jewelry like the ones in the display case. there was someone who supplied all the fancies. the only thing that was handcrafted was the dresses which were made by her grandmother. they were beautiful in a way that made it special. it was entrancing, yes, but at times they were dull, and when those dresses wouldn't sell within a month or so, her grandfather would rip those apart which her grandmother would use the scraps to make a better one...which of course didn't sell all that well either. vanya joked around that she should just give the dresses to the people that she hates as a gift with no return address, but that earned him a slap on the back of the head; something that she enjoyed from time to time. as she continued to stare at the chandelier, her eyes started to burn. she hasn't blinked in a while. or was it because she was staring up at the light? annaise closed her eyes tight and rubbed her eyes, rolling over on her side. she should get down from the counter before her grandmother comes in and drags her off. not that she would. a yawn escaped from her mouth as she curled up on the counter, slowly sinking into the depths of daydreaming about being a long-lost princess in a medieval village.

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| vanya baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } xxx |

vanya watched as his grandfather placed the fishing poles in their rightful places on the polished, wooden rack. there was nothing good to do here. he wanted out. he needed an excuse and fast. he glanced up at the clock and groaned loudly. "oh quit yer bellyaching!...go ahead and shoo. yer no help anyway.". a smile came to his face as his plan worked out perfectly. vanya got up from his chair and ran out of the door with his bag in hand. maybe he could go and visit anya and nag her to death!...but then again she might be busy...so why not just bug someone else? well, it wasn't easy as it was hard to find kids his age to hang out with. and anya...anya was a girl so it wasn't as fun as hanging out with other people. actually, hanging out with his sister wasn't all that bad. unless you are stuck with having tea parties with her. then you might as well take your chances to run. vanya covered his mouth to yawn, scratching his head as he made his way down the streets, still wondering what to do for the day.

[cocogerber13]

Rai//dragon-cloud elemental//18//manor guest//tags: open, Adelia

Raijin had just recently moved in to stay in the manor after having been turned away at apartment complexes and inns because of his strange features-namely, his hair. I wasn’t as if he could control the small bits of lightning it produced when he was hungry, after all. In any case, he hadn’t been there long but had already found himself sprawled out on the ground right where a bit of sun streamed in through the window in one of the house’s many hallways. He didn’t actually see any of the glances sent his way either, so he was mostly undisturbed until he started hearing the clinks of dishes being thrown together in the kitchen.

He sat up with a small yawn and dragged his fingers through his very fluffy but very tangled white hair. It was no use brushing it considering how wind seemed to constantly sift through it anyway, but he felt that he should at least give the half-hearted attempt to comb through it. It didn’t end up working, as always.

Rai blinked softly once he registered the figure of a girl-a maid? and sat up curiously, watching all the while as she snatched up an apple and started heading towards a room he had yet to explore. Shortly after she left his sight, he glanced around the room he was currently in and got up to follow her. The human-turned-dragon had his fun sliding on the smooth floors with his socks on until he accidentally slid into the wall as he tried to turn and enter the ballroom after Adelia.

“Whoa...” The late teen breathed upon finally entering the ballroom, unaware that following someone might have been seen as rude. Instead he got distracted by the shining chandeliers and peered up at them with a large grin on his face.