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And done.


I'm here and interested!
I'm in, got a couple ideas to narrow down.

On the character sheet, what do you mean by Level? Is it the ranking of their contracted party or something else?

— Old Falthier —


He grunted as he dismounted, idly tossing the reins over a branch. The horse was trained well enough that moving from this spot wouldn't even cross its mind. The beast lowered it's head to much on the grass around the base of the tree.

Indrau nodded at the question, the sword would be fine and Indrau had mulled over the results of the trapped sigil on the tree. The damage to the surrounding area had not touched him or anything behind him, something more focused and not so indiscriminate should be wholly blocked. "The sword doesn't stop magic, it devours it entirely."

After the incident with the tree the blade had fairly hummed with energy and something like an awakened hunger for more.

— Ikebukuro —


Quick Ben Slowed his headlong charge though the air to match the pace of the wolf and then stopped dead as Hibiki attempted to stop the best in its tracks. He touched down on the rooftop and reached into the stone that made up the building, Forming it behind the girl into something she could brace against.

For some reason she seemed reluctant to do it any injury, though weather she had some knowledge he didn't or was possessed of an overwhelming sense of altruism. Absent any answer, he made his own move in kind, clamping down on the air that surrounded the animal with an iron grip.


— restaurant —


"Alcohol? yes."

Perhaps the girl was from a very different world. Though, she certainly didn't look old enough to drink. Not in America in any case, though Ennis had been created during the Prohibition.

"Some cultures put an emphasis on drinks to go with certain meals and dishes."

As the orders were made and conversation began, Ennis leaned over towards Leo and Klaus.

"An office? What kind of work were you two involved in?"

— Brennan Forest —


Indrau bared his blade and fell in behind the fairies. He was glad that they had shown up and not left the knights wandering in the forest and into a potential ambush.

"I think I should take the point, at the very least, to blunt any magical first strikes. Maybe groups of two with Tyeathe and I together and Tiral with the Captain, giving each some form of magical defence."

He rolled his shoulders and adjusted his seat on his horse.

"Feeree, how many Orcs did she have?"

— restaurant —


Ennis followed the group to the restaurant, taking a seat facing towards the entrance. She picked up the menu, immediately turning to the back for the wine list. If this meal was being paid for by someone else then she was going to enjoy it. "I'll have steak tartare, grilled asparagus and a bottle of the '98 Coche-Dury."

It might be unfortunate for Mr. Sharpton that he had taken them to an Italian restaurant, cuisine that she was intimately familiar with. Her wine choice alone would retail for a thousand dollars. She wasn't particularly sorry.

— Brennan Forest —


He lifted the bag containing the gifts and pulled open the neck of the bag.

"I'm looking for Feeree and Kopuro."

Inside of the bag was some bread, milk and honey; the traditional gifts to appease faeries in his homeland. He hadn't before attempted to actually get work out of any of them.

"My companions and I seek the location of the Dark Lady that I had them track for me."
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