Setting
You have arrived at a tall cliff overlooking the water of Wing City Lake to your north. There is a large set of boulders here, towering over your head and making the area shaded during the day.
The Bluff
You have arrived at a tall cliff overlooking the water of Wing City Lake to your north. There is a large set of boulders here, towering over your head and making the area shaded during the day.
Minimap
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northeast |
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You are here. |
east |
southwest |
south |
southeast |
| "out" to Collenham Mountains » | ||
The Bluff is a part of 
Midland.
134 Characters Here
Tam Yuehai [1,151] a normal 20 year old woman, but with a confusing past, learning to how to fit in this world. Was turned into a werewolf by her uncle, now is a werepyre. (image in description)
Balthazar Winchester the Seventh [161] Master Thief, Wicked Mage
Tycho Darsin [99] Some nights I wish that this all would end, because I could use some friends for a change.
North 1 [91]
Gravis Warhammer [69] Founder of the Servants of Andor; Guardian of Diamoth until the Second Apocalypse; advisor to House Andor of Kato Eite
Petra Vega [53] The tanned woman with long white hair clad in what seems to be a leather duster, a black turtle-neck, tan cargo pants and small circular apertured glasses that rests on the bridge of her nose. She seems reluctant to take her gloves off.
Archer's Crew [49] A ragtag band of warriors of both technology and magic.
Wraith Bane [45] The Battle of Yazarum Relic of Souls, Slayer of Orochi
Bani [45] The young mage that has more for her than she knows.
The Whisperer [39]
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Cole stood vigilant, his gaze becoming more intense in turn. Today was an extremely strange day, and this...was only making things worse. He continued examining the surroundings to find out what was happening...
Toamna on the other hand was already paying attention to what she thought were voices, now noticing rustling of leaves and pointing in its direction.
"H-hey, what's--"
She was cut short however, something unique from the rustling of the leaves had begun to take form just above the drop-off of the Bluff's cliff. A formless black substance taking shape within the air, moving in strange and erratic patterns. It looked like it was trying to take a human form, but at the same time...it was struggling. An almost TV static-like distortion surrounded its body and rippled around it with the fabric of reality bending in its attempts at forming.
A 'voice' of sorts came from it, not truly speaking up but speaking to the minds of those who were in its area. Rather...its 'speech' was imparting its own ideas to others, an essence of communication if you will. Pure, unadulterated communication that wasn't tainted by the barrier of language.
"Vessel. Want. Struggling to remain in this realm. Realm not meant for me. Need body."
Delivering its message, it stayed in place...festering. A strange metallic taste within the air accompanying it, and a low resonant hum ringing in the air loud enough to be noticeable but faint enough to be drowned out by anything louder than a pin dropping.
Toamna on the other hand was already paying attention to what she thought were voices, now noticing rustling of leaves and pointing in its direction.
"H-hey, what's--"
She was cut short however, something unique from the rustling of the leaves had begun to take form just above the drop-off of the Bluff's cliff. A formless black substance taking shape within the air, moving in strange and erratic patterns. It looked like it was trying to take a human form, but at the same time...it was struggling. An almost TV static-like distortion surrounded its body and rippled around it with the fabric of reality bending in its attempts at forming.
A 'voice' of sorts came from it, not truly speaking up but speaking to the minds of those who were in its area. Rather...its 'speech' was imparting its own ideas to others, an essence of communication if you will. Pure, unadulterated communication that wasn't tainted by the barrier of language.
"Vessel. Want. Struggling to remain in this realm. Realm not meant for me. Need body."
Delivering its message, it stayed in place...festering. A strange metallic taste within the air accompanying it, and a low resonant hum ringing in the air loud enough to be noticeable but faint enough to be drowned out by anything louder than a pin dropping.
Astana had had enough. Were these wideys trying to summon an Eldritch Being or something?! There wasn't a thing he could do but this.
Astana cocks his Gauss Assault Rifle and walks into view. "Halt, Hu-mans! There will be no foolish wand-waving on these premises, not while an envoy of Glorious Stickistan is present. Now, tell me just what in the hell is happening, and why that just registered on my instruments!" He points at the blob of black, keeping his composure (just barely). Then, he sees the letter. He commandeers it and reads it out loud.
Astana cocks his Gauss Assault Rifle and walks into view. "Halt, Hu-mans! There will be no foolish wand-waving on these premises, not while an envoy of Glorious Stickistan is present. Now, tell me just what in the hell is happening, and why that just registered on my instruments!" He points at the blob of black, keeping his composure (just barely). Then, he sees the letter. He commandeers it and reads it out loud.
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Aspect of Entropy vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.