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  1. The rumbling of the blizzard and the worried gaze of Lycoris drowned out much of the sound of Eldwine snapping himself out of his suit. Xavier’s gaze was so focused on the woman beside him that he didn’t even realize Eldwine’s avatar become unresponsive. This whole situation left the orc vulnerable as his senses were divided which left him wholly unprepared for the approaching reptilian robot that logically focused on the weaker of the two first. Outside of this virtual world, Obtenebra slithered along Xavier’s chest, mobilized by Xavier’s growing discomfort and disorientation. The orc’s ancient companion proved to be a mitigator of the pain that Xavier now felt along his neck. The robot’s hand happened to be wide enough to allow a potent squeeze that caused Xavier to wince and triggered a swift response augmented by his surprise. Lycoris would notice Xavier’s avatar staring blankly at her without any movement now though his right hand had moved forward and seemed to be gripping air before her. That hand felt cold metal which caused Xavier to grunt in anger as his free hand snapped his helmet off, tossing it against a nearby wall. The sensory clash of returning so quickly back to the real world caused him to hesitate just enough to provide the robot an opening to drive the two pincers that Eldwine had escaped toward Xavier’s chest. Were it not for Obtenebra’s quick movement, the metal likely would have pierced flesh but instead was met with a hardened surface that produced a metallic clank as it collided with the orc’s frame. Xavier recovered quickly enough to now begin using his other arm to start slowly peeling the robot’s pincers away from his throat though his breathing was labored due to the choke hold of the robot. The pincers managed to pierce the sensitive flesh of his throat as well but that only made the orc angry. His anger at being caught unaware caused the hand that initially gripped the arm held enough force now that the metal began to dent where his fingers rested. The robot attempted to pierce him in yet another area but found nothing but the black sleek surface of Obtenebra that had begun expanding itself to the point that the rest of the suit would burst off of Xavier in pieces. Xavier then saw a figure in the distance behind the reptile robot but the room was far too dark to make out who it might be and the orc decided that destroying this robot that had tried to choke him was priority number one. With the orc’s strength and senses slowly returning along with his anger rising it would not be long before he broke his metallic enemy in pieces, the hand that had been at his throat rising above the robot’s reptilian head as Xavier turned to Eldwine who he now noticed had a bloody wound. Now free to talk though he was still catching some of his breath, he addressed the man in charge… “What is going on?! You ok?”
  2. These are dark times.....I enjoy the dark.
  3. The above is my character who is basically two entities in one. A few people are still curious as to the relationship between the two but the basics are that an ancient entity was cast down and left for dead by some higher powers along with what was considered a 'tool' (black goop called Obtenebra), they created a symbiotic relationship to help each other survive and now roam around trying to learn how to 'live'. Agony emulates what he has observed from other beings but has found he cannot conform to society's norms as he believes that through pain, power is augmented, and this power is what one needs to survive the inevitable cruelty of others.
  4. Are beings that are amorphous and change but aren't considered a humanoid at all considered changeling? I have a character I play regularly that can change shape into a variety of things but never considered him to be a 'changeling' since he is just a big mass of black goop....
  5. [Mira Andronov / Ilyana Sevryn] Caecelia’s antics were distracting enough to cause a break in her fixated gaze upon Mira. She wasn’t anything like the other Hell’s Gate nobles. Nothing like the men and women she had been forced to entertain in a life previous to the glory of this present one. The woman was clearly volatile and whatever words were being spoken were forward enough to cause mouths to part in surprise around her. In the brief moment of attention that was stolen, Ilyana had already found herself somewhat entranced but immediately removed herself from the destructive trappings in favor of Mira who was the immediate blessing. “I consider myself an entrepreneur, madame. A proprietor of various enterprises throughout Terrenus.” Ilyana refuses any drink offered, the depth of her black gaze resting directly upon Mira’s own, and this time without the flirtatious scans of before. The intimacy of proximity made Mira’s words all the more entertaining as the intonations could now be discerned from within the chaotic din around them. The Hell’s Gate entrepreneur fully intended to tacitly display prioritized focus now, the slight curl of a smile beginning as if she was already aware she would enjoy the next string of words that would leave Mira’s lips. “I am a vintner by familial trade, but I also own opera houses and a nightclub in Last Chance.” Then the reversal came. “And what about you, then, Ilyana? We speak of my own value, but I have yet to hear yours.” Ilyana knew she would enjoy Mira seconds in to the beginning of their conversation but how much they had in common was highly unexpected. Ilyana’s smile widened before she responded immediately after Mira finished speaking. “I am an entrepreneur myself. I own several inns, clubs and eateries across the eastern portion of Hell’s Gate. I am also a distributor of desired goods across Terrenus.” Ilyana stepped back just a bit so that she could gauge the entirety of Mira’s response but wasted no time in continuing. “Wine and entertainment are easy on the palette of those who frequent my businesses. Should you wish to be a purveyor of those things within this fine city, I could easily assist.” A dismissive hand lingered in the air before coming to move a few strands of loose hair away from her face. She…was not done. “The ease of such a partnership doesn’t seem like it is enough though does it Mira? There must be other niche arenas we can find synergy in.” Ilyana looked at the tablet that held Mira’s name and whatever public data had already been recorded about her, motioning to it in mid conversation. “There has to be something else this cannot already tell me that I can assist with. Intuition urges me to pry so I do hope you oblige.” Ilyana gave the tablet back to her private servant but never let her gaze wander away from Mira, searching for any sign that her intuition had not failed her. She had not come here only to have another wine bottle to add to her menu or another option to stave off boredom. That was not why her savior had given her this new life. One she would not squander by confining herself to the pleasantries lesser men and women gladly indulge in. Anxiously awaiting her fellow entrepreneur’s response, she idly fiddled with Obtenebra along her thigh, ever hopeful that she would come out of this event with something her family could use. @vielle
  6. Civility? Well that was somewhat unexpected. Luz expected non-compliance but instead was met with a rather calm draconic girl that actually apologized? The surprise was not initially hidden along Luz’s face until she felt her mouth agape for far too long. She then cleared her throat and shifted to fiddle with some of the equipment while Arashi explained about food. The response made her earlier question seem ridiculously embarrassing but the Illyrian woman would just shrug it off and then respond calmly. “Understood. I will provide you with some of our Illyrian magiweave while the work on your armor is underway.” Luz moved far enough away from the cleansing devices to give Arashi the privacy she needed, opening a few compartments to gather a few things. Arashi would find the ‘shower’ area was spacious and enclosed. Once she stepped in it would close very slowly behind her and undergo a sealing process meant to prevent contamination from anything that may be washed off. A voice would pierce through the silence and indirectly address Arashi. “Subject 9257 fully analyzed. Cleansing procedure will commence in ten seconds.” The voice was clearly automated and did not care whether Arashi was prepared or not as a steady spray of water would be offered from several angles (above and to each side). A warm liquid that resembled water but had several luminous particles in it would be employed with the same restorative effects of the energy Luz used earlier to heal a good portion of the girl’s wounds. This was meant to be soothing though the device did not take into account any foreign users. Before long, Luz would set some grey attire nearby that held some gold lining and seemed to shift when touched. Illyrian magiweave was meticulously crafted to adapt to whoever decided to wear it, laced with several enchantments, one of which caused the fabric itself to bend to the user’s will and create any textures or designs they saw fit to adorn themselves with. A soft towel rested near the clothing just outside the machine. Minutes after, the smell of food would permeate through the room. A hearty stew, steaming hot, rested within a large bowl. A small loaf of bread surrounded by several cut meats and cheese were also present along a large table several feet away from the device meant to contain the girl. As far as Illyrian cuisine goes, what was offered was pedestrian at best but Arashi had not earned any luxury. “Your clothes are just outside and your food is ready.” Luz swiftly moved into a far corner, analyzing data on a screen that hovered above her. A silhouette that looked similar to Arashi could be seen with several data points laid all over the panel. The Illyrian scientist seemed to mull over something, engrossed heavily with what she was seeing. So much so she would ignore much of what was said for the minutes that followed.
  7. Xavier followed the group without speaking for most of the path to the mock locker room, wasting opportunity to gauge if Erin was up to the task as he had suddenly become distracted by a growing commotion that at first sounded like it simply came from the groups of people that were settling themselves to witness the next fight. Looking behind him only to notice empty space in the hallway leading the room, he continued to hear what he could only describe as animated yelling. “What sort of business are you running here?! You think conjuring fantasy for these desperate fools is a contribution to society?!” Though this suit attempted admirably to cancel much of the noise to enhance immersion, it could only do so much for someone so loud. Xavier struggled to keep himself oriented within the virtual world but, seeing as he had not heard anything that screamed danger, he returned only to wave Erin goodbye and then move with the rest of the group to get their seats. Xavier hesitated at first and tried to come up with several excuses as to why he may want to scout elsewhere instead of watching the fight, not realizing that the pit was no longer present but luckily he distracted himself with looking at Lycoris then back at Eldwine which forced him to consider contingency plans in case things went awry. Should he bother helping them or opt to return to his Boss if things get too heavy? The orc noticed the new arena now, letting out a deep breath in relief as he plopped his large frame on to a bench that gave them a good view of the large screens that displayed data concerning the battlefield. The initial moments were quiet but then he saw Erin, bow in hand, behind a small tent lurking as if waiting for something. The sight reminded him of all the hunters that tried to encroach upon his tribe’s territory before, killing animals that his brothers had laid claim to or attempting to assassinate them out of some crude notion concerning their right to those lands. Eyes wandered around the crowd of people now, some complaining about the choice of arena while others seemed to support it with cheers. Then Xavier heard the loud voice again. “Where is he?! I know he is here! Tell me where he is so I can force him back to reality with my fists!” The others were hearing all that yelling too weren’t they? Was it that his suit was malfunctioning?The orc lost himself for a few seconds and then looked at the screen this virtual world provided to them again to see Erin again in a different area, taking cover within the tree line and seemingly waiting for her target. He leaned toward Lycoris and started to speak. “Wait…did I miss something? How did she get there so fast?” The crowd seemed just as confused as they initiated similar dialogue with their neighbors as well. Something was odd about this whole mess but he just wasn’t sure what…yet.
  8. Apologies. Tried to pump one out yesterday but work dragged me hard. Likely wont have time to post til Monday
  9. Wrong Turn Ilyana’s body was drug by Obtenebra and into an open valley where all of the exits rested above the center of this section of the maze. It took some time for her to recover any semblance of movement on her own, her twitching legs the first sign that she could attempt to right herself instead of being carried by her savior’s gift. Forcing herself into a sit she narrowed her eyes as she looked at the bottom of the valley which of course looked inconspicuous to the naked eye. No longer holding the luxury of underestimating any area she encountered now, she pushed herself with her hands to a stand and then began carefully traversing the valley, decidedly avoiding the central portion of this room. Bare feet felt the grass underneath her, the dew present on the blades providing a cool touch that she allowed herself to indulge in for just a few moments before she regained all of her mobility again. She had initially elected to continue straight forward toward the northern exit but noticed she was no closer to reaching it then she had been when she first managed to get up. She ran and ran toward any exit she could find but did not notice any progress as the ground beneath her almost seemed to shift contrary to her movements. The inclines she faced aimed to tire her out before she ever managed to exit here. This was starting to become ridiculous and her anger began to boil at the situation. Obtenebra responded in kind by thrashing all around her every chance it got. “I am starting to think the reward isn’t worth the trouble. I could have earned more back home pandering to the nobles there…”
  10. d2in like jaistlyn for Ilyana's Reverie maze 1 = wrong 2 = right
  11. @Deus Ex Aizen I can see the characters I had in mind fitting into the idea that was posed. Just so everyone knows, I plan on having some members of the Scientific Division within Illyria join on in to benefit from studying any new species, collect any new resources (ore, magical artifacts, information), and establish a permanent deal with whatever structure ends up in place both on this ungoverned island as well as the one under Carmine rule. I will likely be looking for some people to actually play some Illyrians soon so if anyone is interested let me know 👀
  12. @jaistlyn Given that the event itself would likely be coming up unexpected, I'd be satisfied with leaving it up for chance as to what exactly happens so in short....no preference either way.
  13. Also I can technically make it light for myself by splitting up my two 'characters' as well. That would allow Soryn to be able to get glimpses of the action on both sides since I assume many things will glitch out during this sequence this time.
  14. This depends on on how intensive the load would be to run the two realms for me. If it is relatively light from a writing perspective then I am all for it. Also, are we doing the same thing here where we are racing to post ahead of enemies in combat or will there be an order now?
  15. Some tactics and who this challenger is may be helpful to tee up my next post. Is the setting that was virtually created still within a pit?
  16. Hey now, Soryn is just being genuine. A little hand touching isn't enough to woo an immortal.....or is it? 🧐
  17. What a peculiar woman this Selena was, conservative in emotion though her magical displays were anything but. As Celene began conjuring a profile of Tia’s destruction that was digestible, Soryn watched the immortal woman initiate some runic circle just before the woman decided to distance herself. There was an emotional burden there that Soryn felt enticed to alleviate but he would not extend himself any more than he already had. As the commotion between Charlie and Challara unfolded, Soryn actively attempted to ignore them, not because he was annoyed but because his investigation was prioritized above all else. If anything, he could revisit the footage later should he believe he missed anything important. Placing his hand on the handprint that was might have offended others for being a bit too on the nose he began extracting details that he could not have gotten by physical means. He took a moment to review the blood analysis, the magical structure that stuck out immediately to the reporter, and then finally sensed something that caused Soryn eyes to widen. His head snapped in the direction of Charlie as he attempted to convince Challara that he was some expert topical masseuse. Soryn eyed the man incredulously as he immediately marked him as the most likely to be a detriment to the success of this mission. After the magical analysis he had just initiated, it was clear that Charlie had almost killed whoever had just been turned into a chicken. The humor of the situation could not be felt thanks to Charlie’s impetuous behavior so Soryn simply stood, his body a barrier between chicken and fool. Soryn was normally neutral when it came to matters that didn’t directly address him, favoring observation to let nature take its course but there were certain things that drove him into action and protecting innocent lives was one of them. The reporter was just about to rip further into Charlie before he noticed Challara initiate an impressive blow that sparked his reflexes that were starting to return to their prime thanks to Yh’mi. Pivoting, he swiftly picked up Vlad and then started to head toward Selena yet again but not before providing some parting words. “Quick reminder everyone. You are all being recorded.” Not that it would matter to some but perhaps some of the animosity might be quelled if logic bloomed. Soryn reached Selena as soon as she finished speaking with Ehlan, yet another beautiful woman with striking features for the men to gawk at. When she had arrived initially did not matter to Soryn though it was a quick reminder that there was still much more to uncover concerning those who had charged themselves with seeing this through. Smiling at Selena, warm words floated through the air initially as he decided to begin with gratitude. Setting Vlad down near Selena, he’d start to deliver on his part of the deal now. “Thank you for your help. It seems this chicken is no chicken after all. My instincts lead me to believe it poses no harm but is instead a victim of one of the many oddities of Yh’mi. Perhaps you can sever or destroy whatever magical burden has been placed on this poor soul but first I will repay you for your initial kindness.” Soryn looked at Ehlan briefly before deciding to come closer, letting himself face Selena fully as he recounted whatever he had managed to find concerning Tia. “Tia is in complete disarray and is worse off than it had already been after the internal conflict that had plagued the city. The entire infrastructure of the city has been decimated and countless lives were lost to some sort of biological attack that has driven all of the population mad, attacking friend and foe alike. There aren’t any concrete details regarding who was behind the rather timely attack, but Peacekeeper activity suggests that investigations are under way. It would seem it was another fatal blow to the city that is likely unrecoverable.” Soryn was visibly saddened despite the fact that he had been exposed to this type of news for many years thanks to his current profession. Becoming desensitized to the information was just something he could not do. Once complacency set in, he’d make sure to quit before tainting his ability to provide the raw and unhindered truth of what was going on all around them. “Selena, did you call Tia home or have family there? If so, I am deeply sorry for what has happened.” Without thinking, hands would move to cup Selena’s right hand in his own for what amounted to a few seconds in a show of empathy before he would let them slip back and he’d wait for her response. @SelenaNichole Brief Interaction: @notmuch_23 @zackrobbman @Tyler @P.N.See
  18. I'd be happy to hear them out. Seeing as the ungoverned land has seen the most interest, I'd be interested to see the other plans besides the amphibian anthromorph plan (good plan btw) there is since I have an interested party willing to invest in their neighbors.
  19. I would be interested in going all in with someone's initial plans. I have a nearby island that may be interested in its resources. I wouldn't mind making all of the ideas happen organically so dont hesitate to pull me in. I initially had my own plans that I may have looked to impose but seeing so many people interested means prime storytelling opportunity so let us convene and plan everyone.
  20. that moment when your posts are the most recent you see on an entire board. yay for activity heh.

  21. Xavier was nearly dumbstruck as he saw Rodan sneaking his way toward the beast while he had to endure the continuous beam of this large creature. At least with the Mutator moving and the rest of the group engaging the creature, the orc noticed the path behind him was clear which meant he no longer had to protect anyone from the blast. The orc muscled his way out of the path of the beam with heavy steps, watching as the stream of energy now shot off into the distance, colliding with a rocky hill. Now free to move, Xavier looked for an opportunity to jump into the action. He watched puny fairy lady whip her way around and distract one of the heads with her lies. He watched the machine of the smart lady continue manipulating one of those bone enemies like a puppet, doing inexplicable things to it and because Xavier couldn’t explain it he ignored it while deciding to do what he thought was the more logical choice which was make sure the man who loved to touch things lived past his obsession. The Cerberus did not take kindly to being touched so when Rodan placed his hands on the creature it moved to immediately shake the man off. That leg was about to manage a few shakes that would have been enough to propel the Mutator several feet away but the creature soon found that it couldn’t move it which angered the creature and placed all of the aggression it had toward the human. With one head distracted by the blood tendril Lunara had managed to sting it with and another being peppered by a combination of the Helldriver’s musketballs and Decimus’ spray attack, and finally the other head just having finished expelling the beam at Xavier, the creature was forced to attempt to lash Rodan with its massive tail. The appendage whipped around with a force that could break bone or worse and it nearly found its mark as the spiked protrusion would stop just inches away from piercing through the Mutator thanks to Xavier letting the beast drive those spikes into a mass created by Obtenebra along his back. A few of the spikes managed to pierce the orc’s thick hide which caused him to grimace before he grinned which was a testament to how much more resilient he had become. “Make sure to let Cedric know I saved your life….” Meanwhile, Agony slid all over the higher portions of this cave, clinging to the jagged surface of the walls, observing everyone as they contributed to this task with their power. The variety of abilities on display began to slowly form synergy and the advantage still clearly skewed in their favor despite facing a foe that would give most skilled fighters trouble. It was this combined power that needed to improve….needed to be nurtured if they planned to break the stronghold of oppression that had brought them all together. In the past, they were all considered stepping stones to his ascension…then weapons he chose to wield whenever he thought best. Now, the consideration that they were willing cornerstones aiming to prevent each other’s fall had begun to creep into his usually cryptic mind. The Triumvirate worked better….together…not under domineering reign. Cerebri managed to mount the creature and drive several bullets into the back of the creature and then whipped the Cerberus’ head back which Agony saw as the opportunity that he needed. Launching himself from high above, Agony’s mass twirled in the air viciously. Obtenebra extended itself and began to harden itself in midflight, creating a piercing end that morphed Agony into a thick spike that matched the width of one of the creature’s massive heads. That spike would end up piercing through thick hide with such force that the head whipped back by Cerebri would instantly be pinned to the ground, twitching as the ancient being pierced through brain matter. Agony remained erect where he was now, just feet away from the Helldriver who may struggle to maintain footing now that the weight of the creature was tugged downward. With the beast pinned, it struggled now to move anywhere as the rest of the heads snapped their teeth at Agony to try and tear him off but would only collide in futile fashion with Obtenebra’s strong structure. Now the ancient being would wait for the others to finish the creature off for they had given him the advantage that he needed and now they could benefit from their own aid.
  22. You may have some competition or collaboration occuring regarding that soon 👀
  23. [Mira/Ilyana] Ilyana’s gaze slithered all over Mira, seemingly searching for the next detail concerning posture or movement to possibly exploit but that gaze soon broke at the arrival of Caecelia in the distance who decided to impose her formidable will on several patrons and servants. Even her own servant that she had taken a liking to had been forced into reverence which caused Ilyana to shift a bit as she stared heavily at the Glasmann host with an intensity that was not hindered by the oppressive manifestation of the woman’s power. Had this encounter happened months ago she might have followed suit to others who thought it best to bend knee rather than face the woman’s wrath but she would never allow herself to return to such embarrassing humility ever again. Swirling black watched as Caecelia moved over to some other youthful girl but it was Mira’s voice that stole her focus once again. “Would you believe me if I told you I’m here to unwind?” Strong opinion urged Ilyana to quickly respond but she refrained and let Mira continue answering the question she had just posed moments ago. While it wasn’t a surprise that someone would wish to attend an event like this to alleviate the burden of the quotidian, the premise posed for invitation by the monstrous Glasmann host hoped for something more and Ilyana was no different. The reminder of the opulent surroundings that Mira offered seemed to spark something within the entrepreneur that colored her next words. “For all the opulence and pomp present here, I find much more enjoyment with those who appreciate the intangible enjoyment that is ever present outside of such comfort. You consider yourself a connoisseur of whatever fancies high society while I am a connoisseur of what fancies those not fed with silver spoon and inheritance.” She turned again, bare feet not giving away any of the movement but her body language sure evinced complete focus on her current companion now. “Perhaps in this complement you may have found yourself a friend far more valuable than whoever else you were subjected to.” Ilyana smiled briefly before stepping forward so that she didn’t have to speak at such high volume any longer. Personal space was in danger of invasion yet Mira would find Ilyana was very purposeful with her teasing proximity, black eyes staring hard into Mira’s own as she continued. “In order to find common ground, I must understand what ground you’ve laid your foundation on Mira. Leisure may have brought you here and I can gladly oblige in more ways than one but I am seeking something with more….longevity. You see…cities like these abound with fruit primed to be plucked by my hand.” Ilyana lifted a hand and moved seemingly dainty fingers about before resting an index finger on her lips for a second or two as she contemplated her next few words. “Being the intuitive businesswoman that I am, I have reason to believe you have resources at your disposal that could help cement my hold here and abroad. I see beauty but sense endless capacity and promise. But first, what do you consider your profession to be Mira? Knowing will help me understand how I can help you. I am as resourceful as I am a joy to talk to…trust me” Ilyana’s choice of words was careful, deliberate, much like her movement. Ambiguous yet confidently forward, she hoped Mira remained genuine and the foundation of something plentiful would begin. @vielle
  24. Agony stood in the middle of this fabricated land, surrounded by illusory constructs that were now governed by this diminutive fairy he considered his companion. This land oozed with power of which a sliver deposited itself into Lunara and bolstered her abilities. The ridiculous notion that envy or jealousy had motivated his response to such a thing only cemented this disconnect that just simply could not persist if everything they have accomplished thus far were to mean something. He would not see another ally fall to ruin nor would he allow Lunara to untether herself from him or those that remained. Agony’s gaze became all the more intense as these thoughts settled firmly in the ancient being’s mind as he waited for Lunara to execute the spell. The shadowy tug offered by Sasha was met with a fierce embrace between kindred darkness before he’d loosen his hold in preparation for his companion’s display. “Inferno” Obtenebra noticed the manipulation of magic around it long before the physical manifestation occurred and it trembled in anticipation. The sentient ooze undulated violently and gone was the guise of knight in lieu of an amorphous structure. The intense heat was nothing that Obtenebra had not faced before but that did not mean it was impervious to the pain inflicted by the burns that lingered along its surface. There was no painful cry or other sound offered. Flames clung to its surface and created a bubbling mass of liquid along what could be considered Agony’s midsection had he resembled anything remotely humanoid in this moment. Sasha’s ethereal chill suddenly became a balm for the symbiotic entity in that moment as it distracted from the magical burn inflicted by Lunara. Obtenebra refused to return to the knight guise and Agony obliged, maintaining what would be a slightly larger mass now that it did not have to confine itself to the rigid structure that it had used this entire journey. After a few seconds of silence, rumbling baritone moved to address Lunara. “Impressive. Honing your newfound power is paramount. Together we will see your power benefits us all…” A shadow tendril whipped out from behind him to cling to Sasha as the flames dissipated to allow the small creature the solace of the haven caused by his shadow. Obtenebra moved slowly along Agony’s surface area in a circular fashion as it recovered even though it looked undamaged on the exterior now. Crimson eyes never left their fixated spot upon Lunara either, Agony making it a point to never break gaze even though his eyes had shifted at an odd angle due to Obtenebra. “Where do you wish to go now?” This was a clear pivot from the emotional response he had given in front of the Lirrey Star earlier as even his tone seemed much more subdued and tranquil. Change was brewing but would it be enough?
  25. @zackrobbman When are you likely to post? I am in no particular rush but I would likely want to get this done before we start up with Round 2 of 'Who can Yh'mi kill next?'
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