Setting
The Ruins once stood as a magnificent monastery of aesthetic warrior monks. The main building raises as a tower, surrounded by a series of rubble that may have been out buildings.The Ruins give off an uneasy feeling as if you are being watched, and there are darting shadows that vanish when you face them. Occasionally a howling wind blows through, racing among the rubble creating haunting moans and groans.
The Ruins
The Ruins once stood as a magnificent monastery of aesthetic warrior monks. The main building raises as a tower, surrounded by a series of rubble that may have been out buildings.The Ruins give off an uneasy feeling as if you are being watched, and there are darting shadows that vanish when you face them. Occasionally a howling wind blows through, racing among the rubble creating haunting moans and groans.
Minimap
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You are here. |
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southwest |
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The Ruins is a part of 
Midland.
11 Places in The Ruins:
251 Characters Here
Derek Malice [373] Rich, Powerful, did whatever he had to to get that way.
Sien Sciannar [113] A young man of simple tastes, he has an affinity with the world around him that goes far beyond simple appreciation of nature.
Mari Warrant [109] The Temptress, The General of Manipulation of the Void.
Nyarlathotep [82] The Unutterable
Isabella Valentina [72] a young swordswoman in training
Nyx Alurane [63] Born into Lust, torn asunder by Wrath... Made anew in Pride's image; The Avatar of Dawn.
Emiko Kayo [56] Emiko a beautiful woman on the outside, but once you get to know her, you know she's not just a pretty face... and would probably stab you in the back if you break any loyalty formed.
Gaia Beloke [47] The Earth Elemental Beloke sister
Loa Ka'Kekren [43] This strange and twisted creature is only vaguely humanoid. It seems to be more insect like than anything else. It seems to be female, but barely so. No doubt some form of alien life, and perhaps not the friendliest of such.
Phasma, reaper of Veldalla [43] My scythe is my only friend. Do I need any other?
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((Wb.))
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Finds a prominent place to display a note.
It reads:
"This is to share one view of the use of A-12's or other such technological beings as security and soldiers. They are too unstable and should not be used. They don't possess compassion or true sentient reason. These are key elements in these positions. They claim they are flawless, however they were programmed by imperfect beings and therefore cannot be perfect or flawless. I and others who share my views will continue to support the rebellion against the council until they desist in such practices."
Then she moves on to The Bluff. ”
It reads:
"This is to share one view of the use of A-12's or other such technological beings as security and soldiers. They are too unstable and should not be used. They don't possess compassion or true sentient reason. These are key elements in these positions. They claim they are flawless, however they were programmed by imperfect beings and therefore cannot be perfect or flawless. I and others who share my views will continue to support the rebellion against the council until they desist in such practices."
Then she moves on to The Bluff. ”
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O_o))
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ive bee teaching myself how to navigate the chat without a map))
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Post first, I gotta walk to class. :3))
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alright.... not with your laptop open i hope))
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x3))
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Saldon Sat amidst the ruins, as he wore a forest emerald green cloak. He inspected his gloves carfully and then moved to check on his various knives and other devices beneath the folds of his cloak. He did it all by touch. Never risking revealing his armament to anyone as he methodically checked all his taps that were loaded on his armor. He then sighed and leaned against a pillar and watched the sky above, waiting for someone.
Autum Glen was perched atop the crest of one of the taller piles of rubble, her cross-bow shouldered as she overlooked the scenery ahead of her. There was a figure down below, which quirked her interest, and as a naturally curious creature she quickly descended to ground level, making her way over to him, her tail swishing out behind her in a pleasant, rhythmic motion.
Saldon heard the snap of one of his alarm wires and was up and behind another collumn in an instant. He wasn't sure if this was te person he was to meet but he had too many enemies to just casually wait in the open for whomever was there to approach. He carfully drew his own crossbow, black compared t the bleached ruins, and waited for another alarm wire to be tripped.
Autum Glen blinked, looking around and raising a bit higher to her tiptoes. She whistled a warble, having lost sight of the stranger. Her brow furrowed as she turned about. Perhaps he didn't want to be found. Shrugging, she leapt atop another pile of rubble and looked around. "Hello?" she called, looking around. She could still smell him.
Saldon heard the voice then as her scented drifted towards him. She wasn't human, that much was obvious, but was she the one the message reached? He knew that passing anote through a tear n the relams was inaccurate and risky but he had little coice earlier. "Who's there?" He called out without giving his position away.
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X3))
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what did i miss <.<"))
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Autum Glen smiled, looking around. The voice had come from an undisclosed location. Her ears flicked this way and that, her forest-green cloak swishing about her ankles as she turned. "Autumn Glen." she replied, her voice echoing back to her off of the ruins. "I receieved a letter to come here. It was unsigned. Did you summon me?" she looked around.
Saldon slowly looked around his collumn, far off to the right of where she was. He got a good quick look at her before his head moved from view again, "that depends.... What did the message tell you?" HE still wasn't ready to trust her until he knew it was the right note.... His past was reason enough for him.
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"To come to the Ruins." she replied. "Not much else." she was very exposed, but this was to assure the other that she had no intent to harm.
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Saldon sighed, wishing his note was more specific now, "You don't see many anthros around, now-a-days....." He made small talk with her as he slowly slipped from his hiding spot, still holdng his crossbow, it pointing to the side rather than her.
Autum Glen looked up at him, slowly setting her crossbow down. She tossed her cloak back behind her shoulders, revealing a set of twin daggers on her belt. She wore clothing, slacks and a loose, white, long-sleeved blouse. No shoes, however. "No." she replied quietly, shrugging her delicate, lean shoulders. "It's been a while since I've seen an anthro, much less a red-fox anthro. . ."
Saldon looked her over, "It may be coincedence... but you look strikingly familiar to the pet anthro fox of the rich man I killed long ago.... How I wished to save her, though I was still making a name for myself then and was still convincing others of my profesion to back off and respect my space... He put the crossbow in his cloak once more, not showing her what his behind hers. And refused to remove his hood yet.
Autum Glen 's ears flattened slightly. "Sounds painfully familiar." she replied. "It surprises me that you could tell the difference of one anthro from another. Outside races see us all as the same dog-faced creatures that happen to have the shape and stance of a human." she said this somewhat bitterly. "Why did you call me?"
Saldon put his hood down then. His head was covered in yello-tan fur with black spots on it. Atop his head was 2 pointed ears with black tufts at the top. One eye was blue while the other was brown and he had a pink triagled nose. "I asked for help because I am the most recognized Lycan in all of the 24 living realms and 3 of the demon realms. And I need help freeing trapped captives form an...." he paused and looked at Autum.