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located in The Snapa-verse, a part of Nomad Clan, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Elise Seaver Character Portrait: Uluru Character Portrait: Bohdana Yātrī Character Portrait: Sören Ahlgren Character Portrait: Musa Grazing Bull Character Portrait: Xaverius Rusten Character Portrait: Dustin vel Iz'Raphel Character Portrait: Ka'Wa Jekund Character Portrait: Skullivan
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Musa had stood with her back to Aisha, Mirova, and even Slathe and his men. Her skin was crawling and her fingers were twitching on her glass shaft. At every rumble, her eyes had quickly flickered over to watch sand spill from the ceiling above. She'd even bounced on her toes a little to show her discomfort and impatience. Our companions are in trouble and they want to appeal to these people? Give them a loose plan and gilded assumptions? She had frowned irritatedly. She did not dismiss the good of their actions but the Aklar people had gone this long being sick and dying. They could last another hour or two while the Questers assembled themselves and joined all of their minds to figure out the plan.

But finally Slathe was apparently feeling just as impatient as she, for he took the reins and sent the two women on their way. When they all began moving she quickly galloped beside him to their destination.

Now she was cautiously stepping around broken crystals and wires that wiggled and jumped with the electricity still cracking through them, like blood through veins. Her eyes were narrowed and her golden irises stood out in the shadow of the now destroyed room. After peeling her eyes away from the fallen masses of metal made to look like mishapen men, she tipped her head and eyed the construct that seemed to have been savagely destroyed. The thing unsettled her and made her look from a distance while flexing her hand on her glass pole. Whatever it was, she had a feeling that whatever it was doing and whoever destroyed it as vehemently as they did, had something to do with the rumbling in the halls. Glancing back at the metal men she figured the fight with them must not have been so quiet either. Then finally she went over to the gathered group "What happened here?" She asked after the stocky, bearded man waddled off the to contraption, his fingers twitching.