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You have entered the void - an black expanse with absolutely nothing in it.
Gilgamesh Prime
Gilgamesh Prime is a small brown dwarf, which emits a pale, cold light into the interstellar medium. Researchers have argued over if Gilgamesh Prime is a proper brown dwarf, or a massive Gas Giant.
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TATSUHIRO [1]
Vector DeMonte [1] An Araxian Eagle eye.
p??yanyi [0] An alcoholic gnome/dwarf halfling with a passion for metal music, metal working and spells carved into metal ingots.
Ndolkah [0] Apache warrior whose name translates to Mountain Lion, known for his catlike prowess and cunning guerrilla tactics. Ndolkah rides a brown Mustang with white spots.
Jinni [0] She's seen the best and worst in mankind, being forced to grant their heart's desires over and over and over again
Charlie Serrano [0]
Theia [0] Covenant of the Elohim
Jack Bandam [0]
Than Xenos [0] Than is a Greek soldier.
"Willy" [0] "I Bet a Fiddle of Gold Against Your Soul"
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Fabo turned his head to Cerv and said "Fabo, Duplicator, of the Waterpician Federation." and turned back to Fantasy and said "They are more then what you imagine. Want to see something my race can do?"
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Ann. J. Smith /me walks into the bar from the dull and rainy day outside but inside was not any different in her perfer and sighs as she looks around, it was warm at least my the amount of dust on the wooden shelfs was discrasful and she walks to the bar and sits down gentailly and lady-like and looks to the barmen.
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Jasmine entered a small building with wood walls. There were many people inside, drinking. 'Will anyone talk to me.' feeling abandoned she entered the quite full room. She sat in front of the ordering counter and felt someone stare at her. She turned her head, covering her face she saw no one starring at her. She then felt comfortable in the odd presence. She placed her hood over her head. People were talking a loudly and in the corner of the room an old man was playing the piano. Jasmine wanted to recognize the tune, but she couldn't. A waiter stood next to her. "May i take your order?" Jasmine's head lifted up. "Tea please." Her dagger dug into her skin in her back pocket. "Ah." The waiter said in an agreeing tone. "With honey or regular?" He questioned, his pen ready to write. "regular please." Jasmine ordered, slouching over the counter again and placing her head on it.
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