The Neighborhood Morket

[Morgoth]

Welcome to the Morket, the place Mordorians go when they tire of nasty, stringy warg, spider legs and other things that would repulse just about anyone, starving or not. It is located within sight of the tower of Barad Dur, a strip of land that was luckily free from boulders flung from the firey depths of Orodruin. In it, one shall find various shoppes, stores, and vendors that peddle everything from warg muzzles to jerked Oliphaunt (a black market item, as it were...). If you would like to apply for an apprenticeship, a shoppe, or need to resolve an issue about something, visit the Morket Office, and perhaps you shall be helped. (Bring bribes.. they seem to make the manager happy)

Of course, this requires the standard rules, which I don't believe I need to say again. Just make your post at least 3 lines long, for quality. Remember, this is an rp-ing opportunity, don't waste it!

List of Shops
The Black Armoury and Forge
Here's where to come for any of you armor and weapon-related needs! Owned by Sauron, you'd better be nice to this one or your order might end up being "forgotten"... or worse...

The Whiny Wino
Mordor's own purveyor of fine alcohol, liquor, spirits and any other thing of that sort. Owned by none other than Xavier, the cheery bartender that many have come to know and love in the Mordorian pubs...

Morket Office
The place to go if you would like to buy a shop, become an apprentice, or have any questions or ideas. You'll find Mairu in there, ready to help you or guide you in the process of setting up a shop, or anything else...

[Sauron (Gil)]

Fairly running down the street, an ageless elf excitedly opened the door to her newly built shop. It leaned a little and was made of black stone and wood. She wobbled the door and grinned. It didn't matter how it looked, Mordor buildings always held! Quickly she hung the sign up in the dirty window, wiping a spot clean with her hand. It hung nicely, the words dripping from the fresh elven blood used to stain the new wood The Black Armoury and Forge. Underneath it she hung the sign saying she was open for business. She was so excited, thinking of all the fun stuff she could make. In her eagerness, her mask slipped away, revealing the evil face of Sauron and his unwholesome joy. Turning to the furnaces at the back, he bagan to stoke them with dry bones, a mix of elves and orcs and a few unlucky hobbits. His face split into a dark smile as he prepared to forge his first item of business...

[Xavier]

Xavier walked briskly out of the Morket Office, heading straight for the store that had cought his eye. Swinging the sign that he had received from Mairu, he reached his destination and entered. The air inside was a bit musty, which didn't bother him the least bit. Grinning for no reason, he set about organizing the supplies that he had carted in earlier, when Mairu's watchful eyes happened to be closed... He set up racks for the wine bottles, and tables for selections of liquor to be displayed. When all was in proper order, he hung the sign on his window, indicating for everyone strolling through the Morket that his shop was now open... Xavier sat down on a desk, and began carving something out of a large wooden plank. After a time, he smiled and blew the wood shavings off of it, and held it up to admire. It proclaimed, in all it's carven glory "The Whiny Wino, purveyor of fine liquor and spirits". The man then took it outside and nailed it above the door (making use of a chair to acheive the proper height needed for him to reach above the doorframe)... When that was done, he dusted his hands off and headed back inside to sit at his desk and wait for customers...