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The Tide Will Return (Space, Nation, Fantasy)

Whichever you like. There are existing nations you can create a character within, or you can write up your own. I'm not gonna say what to do like I'm recommending a lunch course to you. Taking over an NPC nation would be rather difficult, though I suppose not strictly impossible. As for building one, that's up to your writing, isn't it?

The Tide Will Return (Space, Nation, Fantasy)

Not really. Zark's race has some bender-type powers, but they rarely occur. Wide-spread or naturally occurring psychic powers would be rare and... I dunno. Maybe. You'd have to really sell me on why your character or race should have psychic powers.

LoZ: Age of Darkness (Closed & Moved to New Int Check)

Nah, I better not put anything more on my plate right now.

The Tide Will Return (Space, Nation, Fantasy)

Still breathin', people, just had some unfortunate disappearances. A few folks who expressed interest have just not been seen again, for example. I want another person or two, really. And maybe I should make some finalized sheets.

Phoenix Wing: New Dawn

Trinity Stratos
Magnolia Streets

Outfit

@twave@samreaper@Lunarlord34

"I'm sure you'll do fine. I'm just wondering what this magic entails." Trinity gazed at the case, unsure of what it would mean for her friend. Whatever it meant, Trinity doubted she'd do anything that couldn't be fixed. She found her feet set on the ground and the dimension of fur she'd been surrounded by suddenly retreated, "_Aww..." but D'Angelo's dismissal of her offhanded accusation stunned her out of whatever dissatisfaction she had.

"That's a n..normal thing for you, is it?" It was really quite a stunning thing to hear, just a casual headbutt between friends, but somehow this ludicrous notion had a feeling of nostalgia to it.

The words she heard came echoing back to her, "Not much of a hugger," he'd said.

"You tried to hug him?" Her voice cracked, she thought it was easy to see from 1000 paces that you maybe shouldn't hug Nolan. But maybe that was just because she knew him? "And you say it's been a long time since you've seen him last and you gave little to no introduction? Y'know, strange surprise hugs are scary..." She certainly wouldn't want a surprise hug from a big stranger, even if it was in the middle of the guild hall. The surprise aspect has a lot of influence, here. "Sounds like you've got your own story about Nolan already, though."

Avalia

Aiko Yume

Time: Morning
Location: Leaky Tap and Tavern
Interactions: Nabarra @nasty, Yuka @princess, Orias @Helo

Aiko had stayed up a decent part of the night, just tending to Nabarra and giving her occasional sips of potion. A bit of slight of hand and a bit of magic moulding made getting it down easy. Once Orias had gone to sleep, she let herself doze off into a trance and went for one of their little walks.

There was a lot of work to be done; Minds to pacify and thoughts to curb. A presence to cover up. She would begin with the tavern patrons, and burying the thoughts of the dark elf in the tavern. Distracting with sex appeal usually worked, and those dreams fed well, too. But, while she was out amongst the dreams, there were thoughts regarding multiple dark elves. That... Complicated things. The king did bend his knee, surely that wasn't going to be the end of it. Was this the next step?

The dreams involving multiple dark elves were, simply, nightmares. Covering up the existence of Nabarra, a specific dark elf, from a mind that did not perceive her as a specific dark elf was going to be tricky. Was reducing the count by one enough? If there had been any more to deal with, it might have been useless, Nabarra would have just been a body in the crowd.

Perhaps more concerning was the horror present in these nightmares. Horror at the sights of the day. Fear of gore, violence and pain. Fear of dark elves and their magic. Whoever those two were made quite the impression.

By the time their work was done, the dreams were drying up as dawn broke. There were still those who worked at night or slept in that they could visit as the morning came. And Yuka should be returning soon, so maybe they would wake after all... For a short while.

Avalia

Aiko Yume

Time: Evening
Location: Leaky Tap and Tavern
Interactions: Nabarra @nasty, Yuka @princess, Orias @Helo

The wound was dressed, but there was no immediate result. Not that she expected it. "And we'll just dress her back up before she has a fit..." No need to agitate the apparently wounded and slightly prudish dark elf. "Poor dear, should have said something." But, with tensions as high as they are now, not garnering attention may have been best. Still, though, just gonna sit there, poisoned?

"The shape shifting?" Right, she slipped up earlier. "No, not very common. I shift about to suit my mood. You both still recognized me immediately, so maybe maybe the mask is better for a disguise, after all? It does comes in handy, though." Had he caught on? What would his reaction be, to a demon? Would it be like the other's reaction to a dark elf? It didn't seem like he was overly suspicious of her, but that could mean anything.

"So, how did the two of you meet? Quite the odd pair, I must say. You might even call it two ends of a spectrum, the two of you. What kind of dreams brought you to this place and company?" Aiko found herself gently curling a lock of Nabarra's hair around her finger and stopped, settling their companion into the bed and letting her be, now that she was dressed and dressed and they were waiting on Yuka.

The Stars Are Just New Friends You Haven't Met Yet

@Gunther

Do you mind if we change things up a little bit? The base idea is fine, but I think we could use a little more plot. As for tying things into a group RP, I have one this should fit into nicely. Shall we more Monster Hunter flavor for action with some additional large creatures that have been feeding on Aevon-enriched foods, and expand the ancient artifact into some ancient ruins to refurbish? Maybe throw in some "primitive" locals for manpower. Could have complementary roles for the two characters, as well. A soldier and an engineer or some such. Whatcha think?

The Stars Are Just New Friends You Haven't Met Yet

There's lots of room for doing lots of different things.

Fantasy and magic, less sci fi? That's in there, but that will be in a particular time in a particular region of the Galaxy, possibly localized to one planet for a while.

Super sci-fi? That's there, too. We've got the remnants of the galactic community sporting that genre in the era immediately following the Black Year.

There's plenty of room, folks.

Avalia

Aiko Yume

Time: Evening
Location: Leaky Tap and Tavern
Interactions: Nabarra @nasty, Yuka @princess, Orias @Helo

Yuka was quick to jump on the suggestion of putting the potion down Nabarra's throat. Maybe too quick. "Careful you don't drown her, instead. Wouldn't that be ironic?" Drowned by a healing potion. And what was that joke about bodily fluids? "You are trying to get her to swallow and not gag, aren't you?"

Yuka offered to get a potion of antidote, which sounded like a good idea. "If there's poison, then that will be important. I don't much care to try and carry her anywhere else, so that's going to be the best idea. For a number of reasons. Hand me the rest of that potion, would you?" Best keep this under wraps.

The lioness, clearly a spark of initiative and, perhaps, too much daring, pause, and seemed to... this was interesting. Aiko, particularly, was keen whrn Yuka seemed to drift off... Into a dream of some sort. A trance, perhaps, not unlike a dream. Aiko got vague wafts from the dream, nothing solid but the idea of something lost. Another visit to be made throughout the night.

At the suggestion of Yuka being less-than-urgent in general, Aiko had an idea. In the brief time she's had to observe Yuka, she'd gotten an idea of how to appeal to her. "We can have ourselves a romp when you're done. I don't think I'll be in the mood if we lose her, though, so do hurry. I'll try my best while you're gone." Since Yuka had grabbed the potion quickly, Aiko had busied herself with cleaning the wound and preparing some dressing to be soaked in what was left of the potion, and would begin dressing the wound.