The building not very far from town, the twinkle of the nightlife seen in the distance. It looks like an abandoned farmhouse, the building in some state of disrepair. It's night-time, the dark gloom only adding to the buildings deserted appearance. The skies are slightly overcast, allowing the glow of the moon to illuminate the grounds. The residence of the "Talons" can be seen from the road that runs by the area in the distance, a dirt road leading to the deserted farm's compound. Surrounding the farm and the area around it is a rusted old fence, the gaps in some places more than enough to allow an adult passage, the gate squeeking in it hinges as it is moved slightly, the shrill sound disturbing the quiet night, on the gate is a worn sign faded but still legible if someone puts some effort into it, it reads "Condemned Danger: Do Not Enter!". The terrain surrounding the farm is desolate an empty wilderness with the exception of a series of three almost dead trees standing together. A couple of miles down the road covered in the nearby woods is a large pond.
Compound
The area around the farmhouse looks like it's been used as some sort of meeting place. Possibly an old squat. There are upturned crates, empty beer bottles and cans, a few bags of trash as well as a stone circle, which previously contained a fire. An old rusted car lifted up on some concrete blocks, the hood open, long grass growing through what once contained the engine, the wheels missing, and the once brown leather seating is cracked torn and probably houses vermin. The roof of the car covered in old faded pictures of nude women. The front yard is no longer the pride and joy of a farmer long gone, now it's reverted back to scrub, grass growing up from between the stones and tiles, definately abandoned for quite some time now. The compound leads to the farmhouse itself as well as a large barn. A bit off are the ruins of what once seems to have been a shed, the walls have crumbled, the door is missing and some walls are lacking completely. Some of the shattered window still clinging to their rotted frames. Also on the terrain in front of the farm in the middle of the compound is an old brick water well, that somehow survived the elements, as it is still standing, though the metal is rusted, there is no sign of a bucket and its covered in a thick carpet of moss.
The Farmhouse
The large wooden porch worn, several steps leading there are busted, and the boards leading to the front door, dont look too sturdy. The door hanging on its hinges all the windows boarded up save for a small circular window in what has to be the attic. A pair of chained up doors, closing off the entrance to the cellar from the outside. Weeds are prospering beneath the porch, on the porch an old weathered rocking chair that seems to rock by itself in the wind. Looking past the door reveals a hallway leading inside the hall is grown with weeds, disappearing into the dark, the scent in the air is age...the air smells old and like this place hasnt been disturbed in a long time.
The Black Talons Chatroom
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