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The Crooning Crow

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A place for the men of good God to assemble, dine and make merry like times of old, but dear tovarisch, you wonder; what is Crooning Crow? Well my friend, you seem to have lost your eyes, it is written right above! Haha, I will throw humor aside for now.

 

The Crooning Crow is great drinking house, that of common man, especially Raevir, northman and whatnot, but as said, common man, but common man, can do great things! It is located in Senntisten, or however write it, these southron make complicated name for nothing, Antoniusgrad would be better name.

 

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Now if good comrade go to Senntisten, he will cry like girl, he will fall to his knees and stare at the heavens, pleading to Godani; “Godan, Godan! Why vy do this! I cannot find Crooning Crow! Where is?!”

 

That is because Crooning Crow is small building, if man goes straight down in city, he will see big knight office, he go right when he sees it, lo and behold; The Crooning Crow, filled with merry men. He can also pass gravel-worthy Green Stag, bigger thing, bigger bar, but seat am too hard, and vodka there is dishonor, Crooning Crow am next to it, a true building of the working class, with cozy seats and warm meals. Third Horen's Square

 

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And then the comrade will think; tovarisch, why go there? When there is other bars? Hahah, yes-yes. Now the southern folk am rich, so they make big alehouse. But what can they do? From personal experience they come into Crooning Crow to insult us, I hope he choke on leper cock.

The raevir of the Crooning Crow, however: can dance! We can sing and party ‘till the day is shunned by the moon, and moon shunned by the sun, ‘till the autumn leaves die 'til the snows melt!

 

Yes, yes friend, our doors are always open! (Well, we don't have door but man gets meaning), we will show what it is to have fun, to be cozy with Carrion Black next to fireplace, telling tales and making poetry, see for yourself, one of us is Lazslo Ivanovich; Bard firstly, Prince of Ruska secondly, what other noble is like that? He works in the shipyard with the people when the counts sit on their arses!

 

Look! Look! He even rides down lion when he bored! I swear! I swear!

 

Now what is you waiting for! Join us at the Crooning Crow!

 

[[OOC: Our goal; produce somewhat historical and folkloric role-play you'd find in a medieval slavic tavern, although, we accept all types of roleplay! For questions, consult either me, Jentos, or Vongrool: the official owner of the tavern]]

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"I-I like this place a lot! The people are ni-nice and nobody makes f-fun of my stutter," said the 8 year old, Augustus Horen.

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The Crooning Crow, Prince Laszlo Ivanovich (bard firstly and prince secondly), approves of the tavern in which he is a partner. 

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5 hours ago, El Ricktador said:

"I-I like this place a lot! The people are ni-nice and nobody makes f-fun of my stutter," said the 8 year old, Augustus Horen.


The King grab's his grandson by the ear.. "Did I not tell you not to ever enter Tavern's without me?" he grinned.. "Barkeep two ales! And a round on my coin." 

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William Rubens would drink away in the tavern, grieving his freedom as a newly married man.

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