Setting
Before you is the majesty of the western entrance to Wing City. While not as grandiose as the main gate, it nevertheless possesses a sort of spare and functional beauty, almost as if an old friend is holding their arms out to you and asking for a hug.
Wing City: Western Gate
Before you is the majesty of the western entrance to Wing City. While not as grandiose as the main gate, it nevertheless possesses a sort of spare and functional beauty, almost as if an old friend is holding their arms out to you and asking for a hug.
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northwest |
north |
northeast |
west |
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east |
southwest |
south |
southeast |
Wing City: Western Gate is a part of 
Wing City.
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Valandil Calaelen [4] Elvish Summoner
Selzon Isin [2]
Orick Steed [1] A brave and true man.
Ternesjitisko "Johnny" [0] "We all die young."
Argas Barunn Jechran [0] A Minotaur from the distant lands of Jechran
Addiey [0]
Lucian Otvo?? [0] "This is a curse and an affliction...Not a dark gift as some call it."
Ikari [0] "Get on my bad side, and your as good as dead"
Carlos Maye [0] Sup dude?
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As she passed Icarus' quarters she heard his snoring, a bizarre and scary and sometimes downright flabberghasting confusing noise. She peeked in briefly, the noise was far louder as her friend slept, she hit the snound override. Soundproofing, had to love it. She thought. They'd be at their desired planet within the next day or so. If they were lucky. Which thanks to her cloaking network she devised for the ship, could help in hiding their signal.
In the mean time. She needed something to do. So naturally she went to her cargo pod, the one she made sure had what she wanted inside it. And began tweaking one of the items in there. A massive mech of some form. Maybe about twice the hight of a man in size. Wires were strewn everywhere. This was going to take some work for sure.
No time like the present.
With Ston piloting the craft--in relative safety, or so he thought-- The ride was going to be quite boring to say in the least. At least until Ston shot himself again. Whenver that may come.
In the mean time. She needed something to do. So naturally she went to her cargo pod, the one she made sure had what she wanted inside it. And began tweaking one of the items in there. A massive mech of some form. Maybe about twice the hight of a man in size. Wires were strewn everywhere. This was going to take some work for sure.
No time like the present.
With Ston piloting the craft--in relative safety, or so he thought-- The ride was going to be quite boring to say in the least. At least until Ston shot himself again. Whenver that may come.
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