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Dark Grove

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

A dark grove deep within an ancient and foreboding wood. An old graveyard and a decrepit crypt are situated at its center and a faint path winds westward out of the grove and back towards the main trail.

Remæus holds sovereignty over Dark Grove, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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Dark Grove

A dark grove deep within an ancient and foreboding wood. An old graveyard and a decrepit crypt are situated at its center and a faint path winds westward out of the grove and back towards the main trail.

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Dark Grove is a part of Dark Woods.

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Ecstasy [17] A man with a strange sense of humour and a tendancy to joke about. He is a cold blooded killer, who only appears when his organization send him to take care of someone...
Anumos [13] Man it has been a long time since I have been out of there...
Luke Coliander [12] "Come on come on, let it pour out of your soul!"
Nobody Knoes [9] So? It is only death...I mean all my friends are already dead.
Doctor Durough [2] "i see your fate... it is sealed child, the last wisps of your life will pass and there is nothing that can be done
Cruor [1] A pseuododragon with too much blood in his alcohol stream
Clive Esteep [1] [quote]My Queen...[/quote]
Silhouettes [0] Outlines and sketches of what is, and what is to become.

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Character Portrait: Doctor Durough

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as an ancient trees shook in a storm that cropped up around an ancient grave site, a young girl barely out of her teens stood over a single grave. The girl shimmered. as she chanted a corpse rose from the grave crumbling the grave stone on it's way out of the ground. she lightly took a step back as it stood. the cold rotted corpse looking at her blankly. "Do you remember me?" she asks the corpse.

The corpse in turn grabs her arm and stare as her in which she stare back through the mask. in a matter of seconds it took a turn for the worst as it shoved her an proceeded to try and eat her. she immediately shouted something thrusting a hand towards the corpse which immediately burst into dust...

"damn" she stated sadly, starting to get up and stare at the damage. most of the graves in the area were damaged beyond repair and where bodies were sinkhole are now. she took a slight step back as she tried to grip a grave behind her she fell through.

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Character Portrait: Cruor Character Portrait: Doctor Durough

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This graveyard was old some of the stones worn almost completely away from rain and elements. Even the loftiest marble graves had lost all definition. However these were yet the youngest here built only after the dead completely filled the deep catacombs below. Grave robbers had to be careful of such old places that spirits or zombies did not consume the unwary. Many of the fresh bodies in this place were not brought in coffins.

Especially one such body that smacked a bloody hand across Cruor's scaled head impaling itself on a horn. It wriggled and the crimson-colored pseudodragon whipped his head out of a mixture of surprise and disgust. At least until getting hit with stones and dirt to look up and see a forming crack in the ceiling. He dove away with sharp claw pressing to cracks moving barely in time to not get crushed with stone. Instead being buried under sod and a rotten coffin shattering on his sturdy back. A loud shout matched his own as someone fell through with the good fortune to be above the debris at the time.

He pushed at the coffin moving it just enough to get room to breathe a four legged creature with a strong back and heavy muscle. Sin pseudodragons also rather fond of black humor he remarked at the air while coughing, "Unlucky enough to be smashed by the only other one shopping? How this day has gone so far!"

Meteor materializes from the void.
Meteor vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.