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IB exams not over yet for me....

@The Bork Lazer, I was thinking that I'd let you take the wheel here. Since this is sort of Mackwell's specialty, you could choreograph the chase here and control how you'd like it to go. I can make a Cass post after your next one to cover some basic enemy actions and what Cass does during the ride (as she's about to join you). Generally, though, you're free to do with the scene what you will here. Does that work for you?

Keeping in mind that this is exam month for me, getting a post out will be difficult but it should be manageable.

But, yeah, I'm okay with it.
Hey, bois. This month is my exam month and I am facing a lot of crappy, crappy exams. Fortunately, expect me back to posting the full, flesh finale to Static's first season arc by the end of May 24th.

So, till then, I will be taking a brief hiatus from writing Static to focus on real life duties.
Saruman believes it is great power that can hold evil in check. But, that is not what I have found. It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love. Why Bilbo Baggins? Perhaps because I am afraid, and he gives me courage.
Gandalf, Lord of the Rings
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I'm certainly still here to run things. If we lose too many old characters, than the new arrivals can take up their mantle. I'll get you feedback on the character by tomorrow at the latest.

Alongside that, can I get a check-in from anyone who's still present and planning to continue the RP? That will determine where the IC goes from here.

Yeah, I'm still here. Honestly, I was waiting for Prizrak to post but I'm definitely going for the long run with this RP for as long as I possibly can.
@BlueflameLet's can start any way you want, but you wanted him with the king of Gillsommr and Heil, right? So he could currently be in Gillsommr, either in the Palace of Errington or trying to escape. Or is he friends with the king?

Why not a good ol' fashioned case of regicide?
EDIT: Possible stupid question, but could we also submit characters villainous in their mainstream universes as heroes in this one, if plausible? (E.g. Black Manta as an Aquaman alternative, etc.)

Oh god, please. Black Manta is like Eobard Thawne but with a really big hate-sized whale boner for Aquaman.


Dawn came sooner than expected, yet, seemingly later than never for Ollo Darechnin.

Dappled sunlight leaked through the yawning gaps of the straw rooftop. Ollo's consciousness shifted in and out of the sweet peace of hazy slumber and the ailing reality of a new day. The creak of wood rubbing against wood jostled him out of sleep. He grumbled, eyes still closed. Probably just the morning delivery of ale. He shifted his bulk to the left, burying his face into the innards of his bed. The crowing of the tavern's ashgale elicited a groan from him. Ollo quivered and cursed silently, his enormously long ears twitching from the sudden intrusion of noise and hubbub that hailed morning's arrival. Couldn't he just have a moment of peace and quiet?

"Oi, rat. Get up!," A bellowing voice followed by a few hefty knocks finally woke him up. "Customer's 'ill be 'oming at mid-day 'nd I 'on't 'ave ya lazing about!"

Apparently not. His eyes slowly fluttered open, the first rays of Gemflor’s dawning splendor dribbling down his lashes. "Bloody donkey... Could call me a rabbit for once..." The Raskaal stumbled out of his makeshift bed, consisting of a trampled mixture of Maiden’s Hair and Stallion’s Mane stuffed inside a feeding trough. A stained, moth-eaten blanket served as his bed-sheet, marred from years of misuse by their previous owners. He stood stock still for a moment, ears quivering from the motes of dust before releasing a sneeze. Nine months and already he was beginning to miss the sweet sounds of glocken-dials in Hevnklippe that punctuated the arrival of a busy, yet, productive day. Stodman society was just so woefully primitive in comparisons to the architects and craftsnin of Raskaal society.

As he strapped the belt buckle of his trousers, he stared at a metallic reflection of himself on the cauldron. His chef's hat was lop-sided between his two ears. His tawny pelt was more gnarled and furled than usual. He lifted up his arm, sniffed and gagged. The stench was worse than boiled wine. It'd been a week since he'd gone out for a proper wash. His fur was beginning to become mangy from hours of cooking in the sweltering heat of the kitchen. He needed a wash, but he wouldn't find one here. He'd tried to cleanse himself in the Stodmen outhouses before. It'd left him a blubbering, swearing mess that caused Stodmen mothers to cover the ears of their spawn.

Ollo shimmied his body through one of the many rotting cracks in the planked walls, pushing himself out with a plop. His feet savoured the yielding yet firm sensation of earthen soil underneath his feet. The sky was tinted like the sea, flecks of white froth rippling in the temperate climate of Heil. He hopped through a patch of Maiden's Hair that grew behind Ledwyn's Tune. He stopped for a moment to tear a few young sprouts up from their roots and took a slight nibble, grinding it between his teeth. A light sweetness intermixed with a watery crunch which yearned to be used in salads, garnishing, stew stock and more. He grabbed a few more just for assurance. Ollo stopped in his habitual foraging and pondered the line of forests guarding the hilltop, the towering Raiche trees glowing in the dawn's wake. A breeze of wind blew north, rustling the trees and littering the floor with seasonal shedding.

Ollo breathed the air in deeply, taking in the scent of morning dew, bitter dirt, the minty morning chill of the day's beginning. He began to eagerly hop away from Ledwyn's Tune towards the forest in search of a shower.

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