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no I wasn't thinking that a lack of gm would be the problem, I'd do that gladly, it's just, that would seem mean. It's Goat God's thread after all haha.
Goat God hasn't been active for around a week, the situation seems dire
good lord I actually posted a mtg interest check a few days ago. Fallen of Nine was kind enough to lead me here. This thread seems to have more people subscribed, so I might as well aggregate myself. My idea was for it to be set in Ravnica… Goat God, maybe we can gm, or at least plan, things together?

edit: this seems to be somewhat dead actually. Is anyone still around?
fair enough. Chrome and I will have a post up soon, then you can move things along, huh?

edit: Chrome's posted yaaay and with that everyone has, double yaaay
how's life, jacob?
bump
let's bring legendary swords, nothing will go wrong!

[seven fevers later]

well, shit
Ravnica (city of guilds), because Ravnia is the best.

We can either let the story flow on its own or I can create a huge epic complex plot with like Bolas and Dimir and stuff and we can all stomp on it happily like little children.

We're either all planeswalkers, or no planeswalkers, or some planeswalkers and the non become awakened because I'm not having people zipping around while others can't.

Casual or Advanced is absolutely fine, never paid much thought to the divisions anyway.

Sounds good?
Man, I get the feeling the party would all be dead without Chiemi
Akane


"It's time to wake up, Akane. I will go to the castle now. You better be there on time. Remember: the meeting is in four hours."

Four hours? Yasushi must be as taught as a wire holding a very large blade in place, Akane thought, blearily. She rolled over and fell back into sleep's arms. Her dreams were unsettling, like those dreams dreamt in a state not-quite sleep tend to be. Great alabaster towers pierced seas of tar and challenged the heavy skies, only to be swept away by the winds as if they were feathers. Blank faces moaned incomprehensible prophecies. Akane tried to dispel the dire imagery, but to no avail.

Something must be bothering me, she told herself. Amber eyes wide open and fixated on the cieling, Akane tried to pin-point what was bothering her. Her father had taught her this method. Ever since she was very little, Akane's dreams were rather odd. Now she paid them no heed, but back then they were quite distressing. Once she had brought the issue to her father, and he had said:

"Troubled dreams are the sign of a troubled heart. Understand what troubles your heart, and your mind shall also be clear."

And so she had done then, and still she kept on doing. Akane considered her thoughts, in the most logical fashion she could think of. What events could be troubling me? The expedition, of course. What specifically? Do I fear leaving? That can't be right, I can't wait to leave! I've never been far north, it's going to be interesting. Do I fear the Oni? That's even less likely, they're the reason I want to leave, and besides, Brother has taken me to see some, they're kind of silly-looking actually, plus I have Inzen. I suppose I might be a little apprehensive about leaving, journeys have always set butterflies abuzz in my stomach. First I have to get to the castle... the castle! I have no idea where it is!

Akane darted out of bed. Her brother had neglected to mention that key detail, caught up as he was in his planning, no doubt. She'd never been to the Emperor's castle. Then again, it was a castle. Apparently, those are difficult to miss. Somewhat reassured, Akane set about getting ready. She stretched and yawned. Clothes would be necessary, as would be a bath, and she'd have to have someone take her gear to the Emperor's palace, no way was she taking that stuff with her. Grabbing Inzen, Akane made her way to the hotel's bathhouse.

Some time later, clean, clothed in her favorite red kimono, sword at her hip, she was ready to start an adventure. The streets were quite busy now. Akane liked busy streets. The beautiful cacophony was comprised of many different layers, each with their own story. You had the trudge of feet; but also the chattering of voices, discussing daily events; and the higher-pitched shouting of the vendors and the women. The colors were layered, too. The gold-brown dust kicked up, the faded colors of the masses, and the bright blue above them.

Absorbed as she was in her thoughts, Akane didn't even notice when a figure bumped into her.

Art supplies flew from his hands as Takeshi stumbled. He had been so preoccupied with his task that he'd walked straight into someone. Bending down, Takeshi scrambled to collect all of his things. He hadn't even had time to see who he had bumped into, but he let out a few quick apologies anyway.

"Don't be silly, I'm the one that should be apologizing!" Akane exclaimed. She bent to help the stranger with his supplies. He seemed quite eccentric -- he wasn't wearing a kimono, rather, a deep blue robe. He also had a sword.

"Say," Akane said, after having haphazardly moved some brushes in a direction vaguely closer to the man's hands, "you wouldn't happen to know where the Emperor's palace is, right? I, uh... have a commission in that area, but I've never been to the Capitol before."

Looking up from what he was doing, Takeshi finally noticed the person he had bumped into. Blushing as he realized that it was a very pretty young woman, Takeshi focused on picking up his supplies.

Akane pouted. "Excuse me, sir?" Maybe he was deaf, or mute.

Finally looking up again, Takeshi sighed. "I am sorry. I am just a little flustered today is all. I... I am actually on my way to the palace now. I suppose the least I could do is show you the way."

"Fantastic!" Akane slipped her arm through the man's. "Let's go, then!"
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