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8 yrs ago
Current That awkward moment when you've been away for a few mouths and have to catch up with everything.
8 yrs ago
Is it weird that I have a good mental image of most of the person just from their usernames?
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9 yrs ago
Sleep is a commodity.
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@Kibaro@Dark Light
I'll probably wait till you guys have your interaction before I post. So I have a little more then just wandering around to occupy myself.
@gohKamikaze
Koru had been staring at the map for some time, its geography didn’t match anything on his map or anything in his journal. The characters scribbled out where clearly that of the common tongue if a little cruder than he was used to reading. As gruff as Mr. Hardwick came off as Koru could see that he did genuinely believe he had found this tavern on his map.

“But that doesn’t make any sense...” he muttered now comparing the rough note paper to his own. Koru was not new to the idea of planes of existence yet they still often had relations to the levels above or below it. However no matter how he tried to lined up the scribble to the coastal forests nothing matched.

How many levels of planes had this tavern taken him to have shifted the land so dramatically. The more he thought on it the more that these tavern seemed to be less of a gateway to another plane but a pocket dimension. However he had no earthly idea how one would keep one portal open to multiple locations at once. He swirled his drink thoughtfully.

“Though I have no doubts of their, ummm, Nastyness, I am interested to know what you found in your investigation?” he asked packing his map back into his cylindrical container. “Do you mind if I keep this?” he gestured to the map Mr. Hardwick had drawn up for him and opening his book to a fresh page the ink now dry.
@olcharlieboi@KatherinWinter@Blizz@BookGirl1993@UnknownScarlet4
Looking around the room Kenny saw no hands being raised or anyone making any attempt to react to the house keepers offer, did that mean he was meant to? Slowly he took a deep breath and raised his hand, as he reached the front he became very aware of his peers eyes and his hands began to shake, he'd been stared at plenty by people with way more authority than them so why wasn't he able to stay calm.

"Hey there, I'm Kenny..." Kenny's voice echoed throughout the large gymnasium "Yeah so, I'm new here and I'm a shapeshifter" he kept shifting his weight from one foot to another as he spoke. No matter how he tried he was nervous, it made so little sense it would have frustrated him had he already not been a deer in the headlights.

Realizing the deep breaths weren't helping anymore just went for it, slowly began to shrink into his clothing until they were just a pile on the floor. A lump still present in his sweater began to slowly rise and move, a small snout emerged from the base and a fox emerged. It did a lap of the fallen clothing then returned the the confines of the sweater. Soon the form grew and Kenny's head reemerged "So yeah, that's about it for me" he was feeling a little better returning to his seat.
@KatherinWinter@Alisdragon911
"Seems simple enough" James managed between yawns "Two activities a day, take two questions from the bowl and answer them" he places the instructions in front of the bowl. "Ladies first" whispers offering the bowl to Iris, he waited patiently for her to take her questions still wondering how difficult these 'Activities' were going to be.

While he had no idea what questions he could find on the papers in the bowl he still felt the need to give them a mix. Once he was satisfied he carefully took the question closest to the top and bottom.
@Rai
Rupal's eyes shot open and panted quietly as he balled himself up, a singular bead of sweat trickling down from his forehead tracing his features. The blacksmith sat there, not daring to move if that nightmare had been more than just his imagination. No; nightmare was the wrong word, now more distracted by how his dream should be described he absentmindedly let himself relax onto his mat. ”Could it have been a message? maybe but...” He was cut off by a rustle from the brush dragging him back into reality, he began to pack up his small camp constantly looking behind him to see if anything was trying to sneak up on him.

The moon was no longer above but playfully hid among the tree lines before the sun would chase it away, he had to get moving before it did, he didn't want to spend any more time in this jungle then he had to. Taking longer and faster strides than normal Rupal scurried back to the beaten path the would take him to Sunfire.

It wasn't long after entering the bar that Rupal remembered why he did not go them often, it was loud and most respect for personal space would be lost the strong alcohol that eased their minds. But leaving would require moving through the crowd of people and disbursing them, so here he would sit hoping more people would leaver or drink themselves under the table.

The Seraphim's announcement struck a chord with Rupal, the pure skin let off a glow that looked a little familiar. But even in the dead silent sat the bar was in he could put his finger on it. He was still stumped when one of the waitresses hads cut into his vision holding a fresh mug.

‘Find me.’ the words from his dream come flooding back as the bar was brought back to life. Did the seraphim have something to do with all this? If so it probably has something to do with slavers, Seraphim were supposedly more valuable targets for kidnapping. But if he was wrong about that being more than a dream it would be, difficult to explain.

Rupal was starting to get more and more worked up about the topic the more he thought on it.
Objective Analysis
-Find out the relation if any between dream and curfew if any.
-Find Blacksmith:

@Blizz
I may or may not have been half asleep when I posted I'll fix that, sorry.
@Marcus XVI@UberBlutwurst@Gentlemanvaultboy@FinDragon
Ed smiled as he relaxed into a more comfortable stance, every seemed happy enough and that was all he could really want from a group. Loki looked like a genuinely fun and nice guy, a good change from what he'd skimmed when studying mythology all those years ago. He got the feeling the closing his eyes to beat a game did not mean the same thing to The God of Mischief as it would to most of the other teens here.

"Aren't you also adopted?"

Stunned for a moment Ed watched the creepy guy make his leave after that bombshell of a question was dropped. He offered a sympathetic look to Loki "ummmmm, are you feeling alright there man?" he said knowing that the prince probably wasn't.
@Rai
Also over 18, lets do this!
@Blizz@KatherinWinter
Kenny watched with interest as the boy called Jack bent and wove shadows around his body, this was his first time seeing anyone with a power even remotely like his own. The purple in Jack's eyes intrigued Kenny as it seemed to pierce the darkness but never illuminate more than its source. While he would deny it for years to come Kenny couldn't help but yelp when the room lost all light for the briefest of moments, feeling a little more then ridiculous he covered his face with a hand and coughed as of that's all his little outburst was. Just what kind of kids where they keeping in this place?
Upon Tanya shaking Edward's hand he became quite quickly aware of the smooth scales and the sharp nails resting gently on the back of his palm, he was probably fine though why would she shake his hand if it was going to cut him? Deciding that was a question better left unanswered he chuckled along with her joke, at least she was nicer than she had been looking.

"Mr?" Edward raised an eyebrow playfully "Well Lady Tanith I can confirm that it does in fact take large quantities of shampoo and time to keep this hair in presentable fashion" his voice now possible the worst British accent ever heard performing a curtsy with his hair that had fanned out behind him giving him the silhouette of a dress "Why; I may have been born one year prior to yourself however..." he stopped and coughed composing himself "Sorry got a little carried away there, I'll stop" probably best not to piss off the dragon girl, a nervous voice cut through the awkward silence much to his relief which quickly became being a little creeped out.

"Hey there..." he offered a hand tentatively, the boy looked like like he was ripped straight from a horror film with a smile like that and the eyes did not help "I'm Ed..."
@UberBlutwurst@Im a huge mess@Gentlemanvaultboy@FinDragon
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