Community Info

[hider=BlackBirch]
BlackBirch-Located far from any major city or towns BlackBirch is a small Hamlet community that even at its prime was home to less then one hundred residents-and even then most of the population had lived under servitude of the De La Porte family whom made their home high up on the hill overlooking the few buildings of BlackBirch. Actually the De La Porte family is the whole reason the little community exists among the once beautiful sprawling countryside and shimmering sea that rocks against the shoreline; the few shops and tradesmen drawn to the never ending flow of work that stemmed from the De La Porte Mansion.

These days the once luxurious mansion lies abandoned and in shambles while a sickness seems to fill the very air of the Hamlet community while simultaneously twisting the once beautiful landscape into something foreign and sinister. A constant pall clouds the very skies, as if a great storm is moments from finally letting lose but simply never does.
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[hider=The De La Porte Mansion]
Mansion-The De La Porte Estate has overlooked the small settlement of BlackBirch for generations but has as of late fallen into a state of disrepair. The few remaining locals have almost become accustomed to the otherworldly sightings and rumors that run rampant about the once glorious family home. Many a thief have set out to rob this gilded tomb only to never be seen again. 

The massive house itself sits perched atop the largest hill within the surrounding countryside-the placement giving an excellent view of both the settlement of BlackBirch and the surrounding ocean. The grand structure stretches five stories up in a classic gothic fashion; the mostly stone structure consisting of many straight pillars and impressive archways with vaulted ceilings. 
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[hider=The Twilight Tavern]
Tavern-One of the few establishments still running (and thriving) in the settlement of BlackBirch is the Twilight Tavern. Ran by a charismatic but sickly man by the name of Raziq the ageing ex adventurer  is well known for his fair prices and friendly demeanor. As of late his cough has gotten noticeably worse. 

Despite being the oldest building in town the Twilight Tavern still stands strong; even the ever encroaching dread that seems to be swallowing up the rest of the countryside unable to touch the literal beacon in the night that is the Twilight Tavern. As far as construction goes it is a rather simple yet impressive structure: from the outside the building looks as if it was constructed entirely of mortar and hand picked stones-the four walls of which extend upwards about sixteen feat before hitting the roof that is made up of old darkened and black wooden shingles. There is almost a constant plume of thick gray smoke rising from the massive chimney that rests against the backside of the old building. 

The inside of the Tavern is much more welcoming then its cold exterior; both the floor along with the six large wooden support beams that hold up guest rooms above are crafted from hardy bright oak. Both the raised floor on the ground level and the upstairs rooms have been smoothed from years of use although most people honestly tend to like the feel of the softer floors. Like most taverns the ground floor has been packed with a hodgepodge of medium sized and rather well worn wooden tables-even better none of the available chairs to sit in match. There is also a long tabletop bar with various stools to take a seat in directly on the left side of the building. Normally Raziq is seen manning the large bar while one of his handful of other employees often gets stuck running food and drink to their guests, a fact made slightly annoying as the only way to gain access to the small kitchen that serves all the food is to squeeze past Raziqs massive frame (a task that gets more complicated with a tray of food.)
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[hider=Blacksmith]
Blacksmith-Doubling as both the Towns horse stables and blacksmith this somewhat small shabby looking building is owned and operated by the grizzled old Obed Marsh-or Mr. Marsh, as he insists on being called. The building itself is made of three parts causing it to look larger then it actually is-a good half of the property is dedicated to the practically empty horse stables, the large open half of the stables made up of the black birch trees that line the Old Road. All of the actual iron work is done within the old forge on the farside of the structure; the building housing all his precious metal working equipment itself being more of an open room-Two stone walls at an angle with a domed roof is all that separates Mr. Marsh from the elements as he hammers away. Between the large stable and small forging station resides Mr. Marsh's quaint little home-the old wooden structure actually connected to the stables.

Lately the fires of the forge have grown cold nor does the constant clatter of hammer on steel fill the small settlements streets as it once commonly did. No, these days old Mr. Marsh keeps himself locked away in his home as he slowly drinks himself to death. Like many of the locals in recent weeks his daughter simply dissapeared one night without a trace or hint of foul play-almost as if she'd simply vanished from her very room overnight. He has refused to work on anything until his daughter is found.
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[hider=The Dymphna Abbey]
The Abbey- The formation of monastic communities dates back to pre-Christian times, the earliest known Christian monasteries consisting of groups living in huts built near the location of a famous religious martyrs or other holy persons. As these communities of disciples grew, they attracted people who desired to study the rigid doctrine of said martyr or figure and imitate his or her way of life.

In the earliest age of Christian monastaries, the monks and nuns were accustomed to living alone. The involved nuns and monks would typically live near a village church, supporting themselves while also donating their excess food and time to the poor. Increasing religious fervor and persecution drove them farther away from civilization into solitude as time went on. 

Thus to is the story of the men and women who dedicate their lives to the St. Dymphnas Abbey located within BlackBirch. These days the once vibrant religious community consists of less then five people, most of which devote their full time to running the Dymphna Sanitarium located next door to the large church site they call home. The church itself is the second largest building in BlackBirch-the mansion itself ontop of the looming hillside being the only building actually larger. Unlike the De La Porte Mansion however the local church holds is almost entirely one gigantic room-the dwarfing arches and elaborate stone pillars within the church give the constantly empty pews a very unsettling feeling. 

Like many locals Father William Briden, the one priest responsible for leading mass each sunday, has recently been committed to the Sanitarium. He claimed to be hearing voices calling him to the abandoned De La Porte mansion each night for days until one night a pair of nuns caught him trying to set fire to the elaborate architecture that was the church. Its been two weeks since mass was held, much to the growing chagrin of the locals who long for the presence of the Lord more and more with each passing eerie night.
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[hider=The St. Dymphna Sanitarium]
The St. Dymphna Sanitarium-Surprisingly this extremely tall stone structure has resided within the Hamlet of BlackBirch since well before the nightmarish horrors had been unleashed-the founders believing that the scenic surroundings would do well for the mentally afflicted. This long established sanctuary for the clinically insane is overlooked and ran by the nuns and monks of the local Dymphna Abbey. The servants of God that had founded the Sanitarium had chosen the location for its scenic views that they were all positive would help in the future rehabilitations of their many “customers.” 

These days the Dymphna Sanitarium is filled to complete capacity-many of the patients now coming from the actual little Hamlet of BlackBirch. The small handful of nuns and monks left in the community struggle to properly handle these mentally damaged individuals-in the past few weeks things have gotten extremely bad as many patients have begun to try their damndest to escape and answer the unhearable call of the mansion.
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Name:

Age:

Gender:

Class: (I'm going to allow this to be left blank or completely removed if you desire. Basically I just wanted people to check this page out http://darkestdungeon.gamepedia.com/Heroes on the odd chance one of you might get a character idea from what ya see there. Again though, feel free to just totally ignore all that-and if you do pick a class its not meant to box you in iether, just more sum up your characters backstory.)

Appearance: (Put a brief description-you can add a pic if ya want.)

Bio: (make sure to include why they've come to/are in BlackBirch.)