[b]The Long Road Home[/b]
~[@The Irish Tree] (NEP)~

In the book, you find out about planes and realms other than this one. Examples include 'Heaven' where the Chief God resided along with other holy entities like Angels and Valkyries and other gods. Then there is 'Pandemonium', a realm where time flowed differently. It is the home of the Fallen God, a goddess who was consumed with pleasure and switched sides, extending her depravity to her subordinated and her realm. There is also 'Wonderland', a childish and whimsical realm created by one of the Demon Lord's daughters.

Getting to Heaven practically requires a miracle. Only a select few mortals have entered the realm of the gods and even then, they do not always get to meet the gods themselves. Meanwhile, getting into the other two realms is much easier though not without conditions. Getting into Pandemonium requires contacting a subordinate of the Fallen God like a Dark Priest or a Dark Angel and simply asking them how though they will likely ask something in return. On the other hand, getting into Wonderland requires following a Wererabbit if it heads off although the usual way of getting into Wonderland was simply getting whisked there randomly. 

You notice that it was highly improbable that Neil came from any of these realms. But before you could open the next book, Neil suddenly burst into the lounge. "Neph! I need your help! Talia's in trouble!"

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You follow Neil to Talia's room. "I had a bad feeling when Bast removed the bullet from Talia's shoulder from last night. He may have removed the bullet and cauterized the wound but I had doubts that the surgery was completely effective." Neil explained as the two of you walked. "The wound probably didn't heal completely or got infected. Whatever it is, it lead to Talia getting sick. I need your help to carry Talia into the wagon so I can bring her to Mahigan to get proper medical attention." Neil requested of you. "I'd ask Rebecca or Bast for some quick healing magic but I think they've already left."

"Say, found anything about other dimensions in our library?"

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[b]Who Are You To Judge?[/b]
~[@Lacroix]~

You reach Boreal Port by midday, the smell of seawater and salt immediately filling your nose. The town itself was quite simple and there were no buildings that stood out from the rest except for a large church that appeared to be visible from any point in Boreal port. It was doubtful that it belonged to the Order as the coastal town was definitely accepting of monsters judging from how you have seen some monsters obviously amongst the population.

Asking around for a missing person being sought out by a Jeb Blanck, the answers you have received were all along the lines of 'I don't know.' or 'Who is Jeb Blanck?'. All except this one Holstaur woman who responded differently. "[color=lightcyan]Jeb Blanck. Hmmm... Oh! I know him! He is one odd fellow. What do you need with him again? Someone missing? How do you know him?[/color]"

[url=http://pm1.narvii.com/6587/bb254625ec063d30cc7c71714fcc07bf08958948_00.jpg]The Holstaur[/url] looked like any other Holstaur but you get the feeling that she really has something to do with your quest. Could she be the missing lady after all?

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[b]The Sky Is The Limit[/b]
~[@The Irish Tree] (MAG), [@Restalaan] (YNG)~

[quote=Yang Bethlehem]"About the flight machine, did you put any safety in it should it crash? Otherwise...I could ride with you. It won't help a lot but I can probably land safely with you."[/quote]

"[color=007236]You don't have to worry about that, Miss Yang. My calculations are impeccable. Me crashing is highly unlikely![/color]" Kyle replied confidently. "[color=007236]Also, I'm afraid there's only one room in this machine. But worry not, I endeavor to add more seats for my invention.[/color]"

[quote=Magnus Eissenhoeff][color=FF5353][b]"Talia...well...she caught a fever, and is back at the guild. She wanted me to get these to you...s-so you could fly. She wanted me to tell her everything about it, b-but I had an idea. Do you think that...you could fly over the guild? I don't know how far this machine can go, but I just..."[/b][/color][/quote]

"[color=007236]Oh dear, poor Talia. She has a lot invested in this, that I can guarantee you. Alas, the only thing we can do for her now is make sure her efforts did not go to waste.[/color]" Kyle replied. "[color=007236]As for your idea, Mister Magnus, I can fly even further if you'd like![/color]" The inventor laughed confidently.

Kyle then began the finishing touches to his machine. "[color=007236]A person who merely watches the flight of a bird... gathers the impression that the bird has nothing more to think of other than the flapping of its wings.[/color]" He began rambling to you. "[color=007236]As a matter of fact, this is only a small part of its mental labor.[/color]" He continued. "[color=007236]To even mention all the things the bird must constantly keep in mind... in order to fly securely through the air will take the better part of a day.[/color]"

"[color=007236]The bird has learned this art of equilibrium and learned it so thoroughly... that its skill is not apparent to our sight.[/color]" Kyle then stood in front of the machine. "[color=007236]We only learn to appreciate it... when we try to imitate it.[/color]" He then crawled under the machine. "[color=007236]And I, Kyle Charlston, will now demonstrate... the miracle of flight.[/color]" He grabbed a wooden beam in the contraption, presumably there to help him hold on to the machine during the flight.

"[color=007236]Mister Magnus, Miss Yang, would you like the honor of naming my invention?[/color]" Kyle asked of you. "[color=007236]Maybe a great yell too?[/color]"

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[b]Just Business[/b]
~[@Lmpkio]~

You may have punched the first warrior away but when it came to the Eastern swordsman, he parried your formidable punch and then delivered a sharp blow to your face with the hilt of his sword that left you dazed for a few moments. "[color=aba000]Amai![/color]" Before you could recover, the warrior was already zipping around you in very quick bursts of speed and slashing you with his two blades. Your mighty scales protect you from the blows but for how long?

"[color=crimson]You are fighting a Ronin, Dragon lady! He is very fast! Don't make any predictable moves![/color]" George advised from the barricade.

~[@13org] (BST), [@Silver Carrot]~

While [u]Bast[/u] handled the other warriors with relative, [u]Eilidh[/u] fought the much more competent trident-wielding warrior.

[u]Eilidh[/u] swung her sword but the trident-wielder strafed to her left side just as her blade fell. "[color=fff79a]Mars me adiuvat![/color]" The warrior thrust his trident into [u]Eilidh's[/u] equine body. Being a monster, her physiology meant she had a tough hide so the trident did not hit deep. Still, it pierced and the wound she received bled profusely.

After pulling his trident from [u]Eilidh[/u], the warrior waited for her next move. It appeared he was focused solely on [u]Eilidh[/u] which meant he could be open to an attack from an outsider.

"[color=crimson]You are fighting a Gladiator, you two! He is aggressive and quick on his feet![/color]" George gave some advice from the barricade.

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[b]One Man's Trash[/b]
~[@13org] (FYR), [@Restalaan] (DIT)~

[quote=Freyr][color=8dc73f]"I... I'm sorry to interrupt you... But we indeed are from the guild... Is everything... ok?"[/color][/quote]

"[color=dimgray]Oh, you're the guild, are you?[/color]" The two old people stopped their activity. "[color=dimgray]Don't worry, guv, everything's okay. Even more okay now that you've showed up. Ah, by the way I'm Mister Tornil and this is my wife.[/color]"

"[color=darkgray]We love nobility, you see. And famous people.[/color]" Mrs. Tornil began. "[color=darkgray]That's why we came to this tinsel town.[/color]"

"[color=dimgray]Yes. Before you came, we were looking through the Elibe family's rubbish.[/color]" Mr. Tornil continued. "[color=dimgray]We climbed some steep walls for this, that we did.[/color]" Apparently they have trespassed property to steal the garbage you see now.

"[color=darkgray]The things these nobles throw away. They're not like you or me.[/color]" The wife excitedly remarked.

"[color=dimgray]My wife here has the most [i]unbelievable[/i] collection of noble underwear and bathroom products.[/color]" Mr. Tornil sounded as if that were something to be proud of. "[color=dimgray]Things they've actually used themselves![/color]"

"[color=darkgray]We could do with some help. All this climbing over walls and rooting through bins is such a business. Nigel here has a bad knee![/color]" Mrs. Tornil then spoke. "[color=darkgray]We just need a few souvenirs from Ambran. For my museum.[/color]"

"[color=dimgray]L-L-L-Look here. I heard there is an archery competition going to be held in the western outskirts of Ambran.[/color]" Nigel began explaining. "[color=dimgray]We hear that there are going to be some Zipanguese upper class that will be participating. If you could... get those arrows they use, then payment will be guaranteed.[/color]"