OOC: Resurrecting this thread for the solo endeavors of the loyal Renaldo and his journey into darkness.
IC:
Estelle leads Renaldo by the hand through the city, to the Candle District, which, with the evening approaching, is just starting to see some activity, and into one of the larger establishments, the Widow's Walk.
The main door is decorated with a spiderweb motif and elaborate balconies on the second floor front the street. Inside, the common room is lit with lanterns with red and purple filters, meant to give the room an eerie quality, though the sun's early evening light still mutes that effect at the moment. The tables and chairs share the main entrances web-like design. The bar is in the center of the tavern, with the bartender standing at its center, a small staircase leading down into the basement beneath where, apparently, all of the liquor is stored. Two grand stairways on either end of the room lead upstairs.
The bartender looks up and, upon seeing Estelle, frowns, "Next time you kill someone, the least you could do is clean up the mess."
Estelle looks at the man quizzically, "I don't know what you are talking about."
The bartender rolls his eyes, "Don't play the twit with me. Earlier today, you killed Rossler with those fancy new rapiers...hey, where'd the rapiers go? Did you sell 'em?"
Estelle's eyes widen with alarm and she takes Renaldo upstairs, not answering the bartender at all. She leads Renaldo to one of the private rooms, opening it with a key she produces from her vest pocket. Within is a lush bed and mirrored wardrobe, a set of decorative doors leading out to one of the balconies.
Her demeanor is still condescending as she speaks to Renaldo after closing the door, "Now, we wait here for a while. It would seem that there's another Estelle running around. We'll need to dispose of her. She is, afterall, an imposter up to no good, wouldn't you agree, my love?"