Setting
Named after arguably one of the greatest Gods known to live on one planet's history and the lucky number 7, Gilgamesh 7 has a [b]General Depot[/b], where you can relax, safe from terror or invasion from giant space forces, where you can drink, talk, plan other missions, do whatever you like at our Sim Facilities, or have fine dining. Broke down in a fight? We can repair your ship, your body, get rid of curses, all the good stuff. Come on down to Gilgmesh 7, where our trained staff will help you with whatever you are looking for!
Gilgamesh 7
Named after arguably one of the greatest Gods known to live on one planet's history and the lucky number 7, Gilgamesh 7 has a [b]General Depot[/b], where you can relax, safe from terror or invasion from giant space forces, where you can drink, talk, plan other missions, do whatever you like at our Sim Facilities, or have fine dining. Broke down in a fight? We can repair your ship, your body, get rid of curses, all the good stuff. Come on down to Gilgmesh 7, where our trained staff will help you with whatever you are looking for!
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Gilgamesh 7 is a part of 
Gilgamesh Prime: High Orbit.
33 Characters Here
michael [4] quiet
Simmer [1] a 10 year old twin
Gwynn [1]
Nikodemus [1] Smart and chipper owl-demon. Meddling is his favourite game.
Ginger Sands [1] A lone mercenary woman of conduct, fleeing the king's grasp.
Melinda Lindori [1] Melinda is a badass, independent teen.
Aeternity [1] Alpha. Omega. One. All. Beginning. End.
Cassibelle [1] Cassibelle does not trust people easily, but she is close to her sister. She is very intelligent, and an excellent archer. People often comment on her strikingly blue eyes.
Clementine Goldberg [1] Student, busy body, and overall odds-damner.
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Mandragora smiled softly as she shook her head. "Don't worry, the blood is draconic mixed with elven blood, it doesn't decompose..." she cooed softly while sliding out from under him and swimming towards the edge. "Follow mee.." she hummed while climbing out of the pool and leading him towards a scrying summoning tome lit with candles. Holding him close, she whispered a few words before they quickly reappeared within her room, still dripping with blood. "Hmm....I was hoping for the kitchen..." she mumbled low while making her way towards the bed and crawling under the covers.
Mandragora curled up, humming softly while nuzzling against him. "Thank you.." she mumbled low while closing her eyes and kissing his cheek.
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Walked into the bar after having to avoid hitting his head on the door frame from being so tall, the night air hadn't bothered him so much. His reasons for coming here was not to escape the cold but to just socialize and feel human again. Hopefully his appearance as a werebear wouldn't alarm anyone. It seems an odd assortment of species came into here on a regular basis. He chose a table next to the fire and waited. It was a quiet night, he chose badly he supposed. Of all the nights to socialize, he had to come the one night that no one was around. His luck, he decided as he etched a little drawing into the table with his claw.
Lurking about a junkyard was a skulking figure, black of skin and hard to touch. The scorpion man had seen better days, days where he didn't have to scavenge for food in a dump, but he would not complain. Things would work out for him in the end. Surely. They had to. With a flick of his claw he knocked over some trash, hissing at the air before digging deeper to hunt for a morsel he was sure he could smell.