Post by Devabbi on Sept 1, 2004 20:41:50 GMT -5
The Yellow Rose Tavern wasn't too large of a building. It had two stories and a large attic that counted as another story, but it still wasn't that large. The old, huge trees that surrounded it were still larger than the 10-year-old place.
The actual place itself was to be marveled at. The ground floor had a wrap-around verandah porch that went all the way around the building. The first step onto one of those boards would alert the owner to someone's presence, as to the fact that they were extremely creaky.
The front's double doors had two circular windows on the top of them and the bronze metal bar to pull open the door was always shined to a finish. The mat under your feet if you'd be standing at the front door proudly proclaimed "No shoes, No Shirt, No Problem". However, a sign next to the door also flashed a warning "Never mind the dogs; Beware of owner." The meaning of the sign would come up later.
The porch had a wooden swing on either side of it, as well as four-foot banisters going as far as the porch, though the break in the banisters was about ten feet at both the front and back door. The tavern's exterior looked very well kept, and was, thanks to the manager's many workers and children that she could pressure into working for her.
Two old-fashioned wooden signs hung from the third story, easily readable from far distances. One said "THE YELLOW ROSE TAVERN" and the other, smaller sign next to it either said "VACANCY" or "NO VACANCY" depending on the status of the rooms in the tavern.
The windows on the second floor were usually open in the summertime, as they were on the ground floor. Otherwise, they would be closed to the cold and harseh breezes of the forest where the tavern was located.
Inside the tavern, directly across from the door, was a long, forty-foot long, bar with a marble top and black leather-and-chrome stools lined up in front of them. Behind the bar where shelves stocked with one bottle of whatever they had, and five doors in between the shelves led to the kitchen and storage rooms, one room on the end being heavily padlocked. The room itself looked big enough to fit a house in, and was stocked with tables until you hit the half-circle of stuffed chairs around the fireplace with the large knit rug beside it.
The stairs beside the back door and bar usually had a chain across them. To get past the chain, you had to go through the manager, who was usually sitting in her own stool behind the counter. The back door was also gated off. It was a double-door, a screen and a heavier one on the inside. Usually, the heavier door was held open.
Up the stairs, there would be a long hallway to your right with ten doors on each side. To the left, there was a very short hallway with three doors. The door, facing them at the stairs, to the left would be the little girl's room, and to the right would be the little boy's room. The third room went unmarked and was locked.
Going around the bend of the hallway, there were three doors to your right, and on the side, away from the loud bar room, were another ten doors. All of these were for the family that lived within the tavern. At the very end of that hallway was a pull-down staircase that would lead to the attic, which was really the manager's stockpile, which was almost impossible to get into.
All in all, the tavern was very well kept by the manager and her family, and a speck of dust was never found unless you went into the family rooms.
Welcome to the Yellow Rose Tavern.
The actual place itself was to be marveled at. The ground floor had a wrap-around verandah porch that went all the way around the building. The first step onto one of those boards would alert the owner to someone's presence, as to the fact that they were extremely creaky.
The front's double doors had two circular windows on the top of them and the bronze metal bar to pull open the door was always shined to a finish. The mat under your feet if you'd be standing at the front door proudly proclaimed "No shoes, No Shirt, No Problem". However, a sign next to the door also flashed a warning "Never mind the dogs; Beware of owner." The meaning of the sign would come up later.
The porch had a wooden swing on either side of it, as well as four-foot banisters going as far as the porch, though the break in the banisters was about ten feet at both the front and back door. The tavern's exterior looked very well kept, and was, thanks to the manager's many workers and children that she could pressure into working for her.
Two old-fashioned wooden signs hung from the third story, easily readable from far distances. One said "THE YELLOW ROSE TAVERN" and the other, smaller sign next to it either said "VACANCY" or "NO VACANCY" depending on the status of the rooms in the tavern.
The windows on the second floor were usually open in the summertime, as they were on the ground floor. Otherwise, they would be closed to the cold and harseh breezes of the forest where the tavern was located.
Inside the tavern, directly across from the door, was a long, forty-foot long, bar with a marble top and black leather-and-chrome stools lined up in front of them. Behind the bar where shelves stocked with one bottle of whatever they had, and five doors in between the shelves led to the kitchen and storage rooms, one room on the end being heavily padlocked. The room itself looked big enough to fit a house in, and was stocked with tables until you hit the half-circle of stuffed chairs around the fireplace with the large knit rug beside it.
The stairs beside the back door and bar usually had a chain across them. To get past the chain, you had to go through the manager, who was usually sitting in her own stool behind the counter. The back door was also gated off. It was a double-door, a screen and a heavier one on the inside. Usually, the heavier door was held open.
Up the stairs, there would be a long hallway to your right with ten doors on each side. To the left, there was a very short hallway with three doors. The door, facing them at the stairs, to the left would be the little girl's room, and to the right would be the little boy's room. The third room went unmarked and was locked.
Going around the bend of the hallway, there were three doors to your right, and on the side, away from the loud bar room, were another ten doors. All of these were for the family that lived within the tavern. At the very end of that hallway was a pull-down staircase that would lead to the attic, which was really the manager's stockpile, which was almost impossible to get into.
All in all, the tavern was very well kept by the manager and her family, and a speck of dust was never found unless you went into the family rooms.
Welcome to the Yellow Rose Tavern.
