Post by PHAROS on Jun 5, 2020 10:37:04 GMT -6
CROW COVE
Established in 1885, Crow Cove Pub is one of the oldest in New York state. The place has stood the test of time, survived five fires, two floods and had always come back stronger for it. Mention "The Cove" in Omensvale and everyone know's what you're referring to; not to be confused with 'Castle Cove', which locals differentiate from, but it's the sure sign of a tourist when they confuse the two. The pub is a cornerstone of the city's history, just about any figure of notoriety has frequented the first female owned pub in state and raised a glass to Mary Jack.
Crow Cove was founded by Mary Jack. Never any man's wife, and was rumoured to have put three miners in the hospital with her fists and a metal stein. A portrait of Mary hangs over the bar, and there's always a celebration to commemorate her birthday on June 25th, a local holiday of sorts. Despite her fame, however, very little is known about her. It's said she came from Ireland, but no one's ever found any connection to it. One day in 1883 she entered Omensvale, and the following year she was working along side the men building her pub. At first people believed it was going to be a brothel, considering the ownership, but Mary quashed those rumours flat by beating the tar out the first man that mentioned it. It was said she had the strength of three men, and the quickness of a cat. She was like no one the town had ever seen before, and never would for some time. Some called her a witch, others a saint, Mary didn't care what people called her, just so long as they bought her booze and had a good time.
The pub was named for the cove it sits on, located at the end of Woodland Court on the south of Hemlock Island. Over the years it's expanded, being rebuilt after every fire and flood. The stone building is mishmash of add-ons making the interior an attractive maze of inlets and nooks that after a few pints, one can get lost in. The main hall of the pub has a small stage and dance floor, Celtic music is the main staple, but there are other venues. There's an upper floor with a deck overlooking the cove and the garden.
The garden runs between the pub and the shoreline of the cove. An elaborate collection of gothic statues placed amongst the flowers and along the paths that the wind their way through. The pub's patio beneath the upper deck extends into the garden, offering a pleasant restaurant experience away from the more boisterous interior.
Crow Cove boasts a wide variety of brews, many from local breweries in the area, as well as wines from the Warwick orchards. It's a popular hang-out, rich in history and plentiful in mirth. It's also a fully functioning restaurant famed for it's "Black Jack Steak" and smoked cat-fish.
The cove itself is very picturesque. A calm inlet in which were planted lily pads that continue to grow to this day.
THE CELLAR
The cellar of the building has never been renovated. There's cold storage, and the line run down to the kegs that are stored there. Aside form that, it's storage. As the structure has been added onto through the years it extends past the parameters of the basement. What people don't know, is that there are secret passages leading to the catacombs of a forgotten church that used to stand near to where the original structure was built. More information can be found in the COVEN.
STAFF
Crow Cove has never tolerated a male owner. Everyone that the establishment has been passed to is a woman that can trace a connection to Mary Jack. She had no children of her own, but had adopted a orphaned girl. She would inherit the establishment and in time, pass the pub on to the daughter of a close friend, and so on.
Today the pub is owned and operated by Coreen Xiang.
BOUNDARIES — A STRANGE AFFECT ON SHAPE-SHIFTERS
Long ago a pact was made between Coven and the Pack. The practitioners of the Coven would not interfere with their governorship of the forest, and they would not frequent Crow Cove. The reasons for this separation are not entirely known, only that they've remained for over a hundred years. Newer members of the Pack are usually not aware of the pact and are tolerated, but eventually they will be driven away. It is suspected that there is something about Wolf-Shapeshifters in particular that might affect the structure on a magical level. For some reason, Mary Jack was very leery of them, even the Coven Mistresses that followed her are not entirely sure why, they only know to enforce the pact.
Wolf-Shifters, in fact, any shape-shifter will start to see glimpses of their totem lurking in the shadows. The magic of the place causes shifters to separate from their totem, their animal form skulking in the spirit realm, and stalking them. Spending too much time in Crow Cove can start to drive a 'shifter' mad. It's not known why this warding enchantment came about, it could have been accidental, but it's not possible to dispel. Shifters in their animal forms are repelled from the establishment by a piercing hum in their ears and sickly feeling in their stomach. They feel it as soon as the Cove comes into sight, and the symptoms quickly disappear once they leave with intent. To try and push through the affect will cause disorientation and severe illness that will eventually force them into human form.
Writers are welcome to interpret this effect as they choose.
HIGH STRANGENESS
Crow Cove is no stranger to the paranormal. Every nook and cranny in the place one can find something suggestive of symbology relating to witchcraft. Yeah, Mary Jack was definitely a witch of sorts. The pub is a GLOAM, and a powerful one. Preternaturals entering the establishment are stronger than ever, but as such, there are also many talismans and such put in place to help counter effects that would lend to darker magic and malevolence. The establishment actually repels evil and ensures that it's occupants remain peaceful; a sanctuary catering to all.
All through the structure and grounds people report ghostly encounters. Strange winds, cold sports, and odd lights flashing in the woods have been seen, as well as experiences with the poking sensations, as if being touched by a cold hand. Some have even said they've seen the ghost of Mary Jack strolling through the garden, and standing out it in the middle of the cove, hovering over the water.
The cove is magical place. Sometimes strange shadows can be seen stirring beneath the water, the surface rippling with activity. Often it's the cat-fish that frequent the pond-like cove, but other times it's something else, something larger. There are many stories of water-faerie that accompany the area.
Established in 1885, Crow Cove Pub is one of the oldest in New York state. The place has stood the test of time, survived five fires, two floods and had always come back stronger for it. Mention "The Cove" in Omensvale and everyone know's what you're referring to; not to be confused with 'Castle Cove', which locals differentiate from, but it's the sure sign of a tourist when they confuse the two. The pub is a cornerstone of the city's history, just about any figure of notoriety has frequented the first female owned pub in state and raised a glass to Mary Jack.
Crow Cove was founded by Mary Jack. Never any man's wife, and was rumoured to have put three miners in the hospital with her fists and a metal stein. A portrait of Mary hangs over the bar, and there's always a celebration to commemorate her birthday on June 25th, a local holiday of sorts. Despite her fame, however, very little is known about her. It's said she came from Ireland, but no one's ever found any connection to it. One day in 1883 she entered Omensvale, and the following year she was working along side the men building her pub. At first people believed it was going to be a brothel, considering the ownership, but Mary quashed those rumours flat by beating the tar out the first man that mentioned it. It was said she had the strength of three men, and the quickness of a cat. She was like no one the town had ever seen before, and never would for some time. Some called her a witch, others a saint, Mary didn't care what people called her, just so long as they bought her booze and had a good time.
The pub was named for the cove it sits on, located at the end of Woodland Court on the south of Hemlock Island. Over the years it's expanded, being rebuilt after every fire and flood. The stone building is mishmash of add-ons making the interior an attractive maze of inlets and nooks that after a few pints, one can get lost in. The main hall of the pub has a small stage and dance floor, Celtic music is the main staple, but there are other venues. There's an upper floor with a deck overlooking the cove and the garden.
The garden runs between the pub and the shoreline of the cove. An elaborate collection of gothic statues placed amongst the flowers and along the paths that the wind their way through. The pub's patio beneath the upper deck extends into the garden, offering a pleasant restaurant experience away from the more boisterous interior.
Crow Cove boasts a wide variety of brews, many from local breweries in the area, as well as wines from the Warwick orchards. It's a popular hang-out, rich in history and plentiful in mirth. It's also a fully functioning restaurant famed for it's "Black Jack Steak" and smoked cat-fish.
The cove itself is very picturesque. A calm inlet in which were planted lily pads that continue to grow to this day.
THE CELLAR
The cellar of the building has never been renovated. There's cold storage, and the line run down to the kegs that are stored there. Aside form that, it's storage. As the structure has been added onto through the years it extends past the parameters of the basement. What people don't know, is that there are secret passages leading to the catacombs of a forgotten church that used to stand near to where the original structure was built. More information can be found in the COVEN.
STAFF
Crow Cove has never tolerated a male owner. Everyone that the establishment has been passed to is a woman that can trace a connection to Mary Jack. She had no children of her own, but had adopted a orphaned girl. She would inherit the establishment and in time, pass the pub on to the daughter of a close friend, and so on.
Today the pub is owned and operated by Coreen Xiang.
BOUNDARIES — A STRANGE AFFECT ON SHAPE-SHIFTERS
Long ago a pact was made between Coven and the Pack. The practitioners of the Coven would not interfere with their governorship of the forest, and they would not frequent Crow Cove. The reasons for this separation are not entirely known, only that they've remained for over a hundred years. Newer members of the Pack are usually not aware of the pact and are tolerated, but eventually they will be driven away. It is suspected that there is something about Wolf-Shapeshifters in particular that might affect the structure on a magical level. For some reason, Mary Jack was very leery of them, even the Coven Mistresses that followed her are not entirely sure why, they only know to enforce the pact.
Wolf-Shifters, in fact, any shape-shifter will start to see glimpses of their totem lurking in the shadows. The magic of the place causes shifters to separate from their totem, their animal form skulking in the spirit realm, and stalking them. Spending too much time in Crow Cove can start to drive a 'shifter' mad. It's not known why this warding enchantment came about, it could have been accidental, but it's not possible to dispel. Shifters in their animal forms are repelled from the establishment by a piercing hum in their ears and sickly feeling in their stomach. They feel it as soon as the Cove comes into sight, and the symptoms quickly disappear once they leave with intent. To try and push through the affect will cause disorientation and severe illness that will eventually force them into human form.
Writers are welcome to interpret this effect as they choose.
HIGH STRANGENESS
Crow Cove is no stranger to the paranormal. Every nook and cranny in the place one can find something suggestive of symbology relating to witchcraft. Yeah, Mary Jack was definitely a witch of sorts. The pub is a GLOAM, and a powerful one. Preternaturals entering the establishment are stronger than ever, but as such, there are also many talismans and such put in place to help counter effects that would lend to darker magic and malevolence. The establishment actually repels evil and ensures that it's occupants remain peaceful; a sanctuary catering to all.
All through the structure and grounds people report ghostly encounters. Strange winds, cold sports, and odd lights flashing in the woods have been seen, as well as experiences with the poking sensations, as if being touched by a cold hand. Some have even said they've seen the ghost of Mary Jack strolling through the garden, and standing out it in the middle of the cove, hovering over the water.
The cove is magical place. Sometimes strange shadows can be seen stirring beneath the water, the surface rippling with activity. Often it's the cat-fish that frequent the pond-like cove, but other times it's something else, something larger. There are many stories of water-faerie that accompany the area.
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