The outside of the warehouse is stone, with stained-glass windows depicting various seasons. The building has a slight curvature that might be mistaken as a turret in the center. It is at the base of this turret that the entrance hallway stands, where patrons will line up to gain entry. The music can be heard thudding down the street, drawing people to its source. A mixture of industrial and more conventional mixes, begging you to dance.
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The entrance hallway is dark, side lit with small sconces placed along either side of the walkway. The floor of the hallway is reflective black, almost glass, but not quite stone. The walls are painted a blood red, the arches above disappearing into shadow. Magically spelled to remain soundproof, one would think that the club was closed; dead. The music heard out on the street disappears the moment you enter the hallway, snuffed out as if by?magic. At the end of the hallway there is a padded wall: deep mauve leather spotted with brass studs.
To the left there is a small counter with double doors behind it. Behind the counter stands Mason, the weapon and coat keeper. Checking your weapons is not mandatory, but the club has a zero tolerance policy on violence, so it might be advisable. Some people get a little rowdy when they drink, and it?s better not to have the temptation right at your hip.
To the right is a small hallway that follows the curve of the studded wall. Once you pass the threshold at the end, the sound assaults your senses all at once. The bass rumbles through your chest as you find yourself at the top of a staircase, looking down on the sway of bodies below. The ceiling is two stories above, littered with colored lights that make it hard to see where the walls meet the ceiling.
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To the immediate right on the landing is a small, heavily-spelled doorway, behind which are the stairs up to Lilith?s apartment. Attempting to pass through the doorway without Lilith?s guidance would result in a short trip through a randomized Tear (portal). No telling where you?d end up. There is a small velvet rope strung across the doorway to discourage the more adventurous patrons.
To the immediate left on the landing is a long balcony which spans the length of the club. The balcony is lined with VIP booths, complete with privacy curtains. VIP booths are available upon request for a reasonable fee if they are not all taken, and the more clandestine meetings usually take place on the balcony. There is another velvet rope strung across the entrance to the VIP area, and uniformed security is always present, for both the safety and privacy of those in the booths.
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The VIP booths are furnished with high-backed couches of studded leather, gilded coffee tables with mirrored surfaces, and each has their own small selection of bottles in a mini-liquor cabinet. Servers are available to take orders down to the main bar if necessary. The VIP section is an exercise in decadence and privacy. Further spell-work brings the music down to a more manageable level in the VIP booths, so that secret meetings need not be conducted by yelling.
Move downstairs into the crush of bodies. Behind you, below the stairs are the offices and storage rooms. All locked up tight, of course. Just beside those hangs the sign designating the bathrooms for men and women.
To the left, below the balcony that holds the VIP booths, there is booth seating on the main floor. Wrap around couches of red leather with small coffee tables in the middle. These booths run the length of the room, staying tucked beneath the edge of the balcony.
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To the right, the bar. Sheaths of fabric hand behind it, depicting a famous scene from an Earthly artist. Stained glass windows climb the walls behind the bar, backlit with artificial lighting to maintain their constant glow. The bar carries almost anything one could think of, including several types of blood, priced according to species.
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/SanctuaryBar.jpg
Flair bartenders make bottles fly as if by magic, twirling and flipping the glass through the air as they mix your drink. Every now and then, the bar will be lit on fire if someone orders a certain combination of drinks. The dark ironwood bar is black, slick as ice, and always cold for some reason. Stools covered in red leather are littered in front of it.
At the far end of the room is a large stage area and the DJ booth, to house the entertainment. DJ Chaos, the house DJ, can often be seen through the glass bopping around to his own mixes. Every now and again Lilith can be seen behind the mix system, trying it out.
The rest of the main level is a massive dance area, limited only by the number of bodies trying to dance at once. The entire club is filled with rich hues of purples, reds, and deep blues. The chandeliers hanging above the VIP section and around the staircase lend the idea of a cathedral gone bad. If one could see up above the lights hanging on the ceiling, they would note the arches and ribbed struts, two classic elements of a traditional gothic architecture. These same sharp-eyed customers may also notice a flat section of ceiling, directly above the dance floor, its purpose unknown.
Welcome to Sanctuary.
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/lax-nightclub_Full.jpg
((Photos for inspiration purposes only))
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/SanctuaryEntrance.jpg
The entrance hallway is dark, side lit with small sconces placed along either side of the walkway. The floor of the hallway is reflective black, almost glass, but not quite stone. The walls are painted a blood red, the arches above disappearing into shadow. Magically spelled to remain soundproof, one would think that the club was closed; dead. The music heard out on the street disappears the moment you enter the hallway, snuffed out as if by?magic. At the end of the hallway there is a padded wall: deep mauve leather spotted with brass studs.
To the left there is a small counter with double doors behind it. Behind the counter stands Mason, the weapon and coat keeper. Checking your weapons is not mandatory, but the club has a zero tolerance policy on violence, so it might be advisable. Some people get a little rowdy when they drink, and it?s better not to have the temptation right at your hip.
To the right is a small hallway that follows the curve of the studded wall. Once you pass the threshold at the end, the sound assaults your senses all at once. The bass rumbles through your chest as you find yourself at the top of a staircase, looking down on the sway of bodies below. The ceiling is two stories above, littered with colored lights that make it hard to see where the walls meet the ceiling.
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/SanctuaryStairs.jpg
To the immediate right on the landing is a small, heavily-spelled doorway, behind which are the stairs up to Lilith?s apartment. Attempting to pass through the doorway without Lilith?s guidance would result in a short trip through a randomized Tear (portal). No telling where you?d end up. There is a small velvet rope strung across the doorway to discourage the more adventurous patrons.
To the immediate left on the landing is a long balcony which spans the length of the club. The balcony is lined with VIP booths, complete with privacy curtains. VIP booths are available upon request for a reasonable fee if they are not all taken, and the more clandestine meetings usually take place on the balcony. There is another velvet rope strung across the entrance to the VIP area, and uniformed security is always present, for both the safety and privacy of those in the booths.
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/VIPBooth.jpg
The VIP booths are furnished with high-backed couches of studded leather, gilded coffee tables with mirrored surfaces, and each has their own small selection of bottles in a mini-liquor cabinet. Servers are available to take orders down to the main bar if necessary. The VIP section is an exercise in decadence and privacy. Further spell-work brings the music down to a more manageable level in the VIP booths, so that secret meetings need not be conducted by yelling.
Move downstairs into the crush of bodies. Behind you, below the stairs are the offices and storage rooms. All locked up tight, of course. Just beside those hangs the sign designating the bathrooms for men and women.
To the left, below the balcony that holds the VIP booths, there is booth seating on the main floor. Wrap around couches of red leather with small coffee tables in the middle. These booths run the length of the room, staying tucked beneath the edge of the balcony.
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/FloorBooths.jpg
To the right, the bar. Sheaths of fabric hand behind it, depicting a famous scene from an Earthly artist. Stained glass windows climb the walls behind the bar, backlit with artificial lighting to maintain their constant glow. The bar carries almost anything one could think of, including several types of blood, priced according to species.
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/SanctuaryBar.jpg
Flair bartenders make bottles fly as if by magic, twirling and flipping the glass through the air as they mix your drink. Every now and then, the bar will be lit on fire if someone orders a certain combination of drinks. The dark ironwood bar is black, slick as ice, and always cold for some reason. Stools covered in red leather are littered in front of it.
At the far end of the room is a large stage area and the DJ booth, to house the entertainment. DJ Chaos, the house DJ, can often be seen through the glass bopping around to his own mixes. Every now and again Lilith can be seen behind the mix system, trying it out.
The rest of the main level is a massive dance area, limited only by the number of bodies trying to dance at once. The entire club is filled with rich hues of purples, reds, and deep blues. The chandeliers hanging above the VIP section and around the staircase lend the idea of a cathedral gone bad. If one could see up above the lights hanging on the ceiling, they would note the arches and ribbed struts, two classic elements of a traditional gothic architecture. These same sharp-eyed customers may also notice a flat section of ceiling, directly above the dance floor, its purpose unknown.
Welcome to Sanctuary.
http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss224/luckyduck_jax/lax-nightclub_Full.jpg
((Photos for inspiration purposes only))