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    posted a message on The Double Standard Between Men and Women
    Quote from Highroller »

    And men still aren't.

    See this is the problematic thing I find about all of these arguments regarding "rape culture." I've yet to read one that accentuates how rape is a crime that is committed against both genders. And I'm not talking about the "violence against women also harms men" arguments, I'm talking about pointing out that men who are raped by women actually have it worse in our culture.

    Also, pointing out that they actually exist.

    I just find the whole thing odd. If people are campaigning for rape awareness, you really would think that the number of men who get raped and their treatment by society would be a subject of discussion, as opposed to the focal point being exclusively women.

    Of course rape is a crime committed against both genders. That's not the point.

    Only one gender is taught that coercing the other to have sex by any means is considered sporting and cool. Only one gender has major pop cultural, religious, and political figures who have admitted to (or continue openly!) to brutalize individuals of the other gender. And only one gender commits 80%+ of these crimes.

    Of course we need to fix the problem of female-on-male (and male-on-male!) rape. But the one is systemic, the other incidental.
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    posted a message on The All-Purpose OOC Sounding Board
    Most unpredictable.
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    posted a message on [Over Yonder] The Discovery
    **The knight might have nodded, or might have simply shrugged. Either way, he rested his hand on his sword.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **As he drew near the line, the first handful of soldiers began to stir, quaking as they slowly reached for their weapons.**
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    posted a message on [Over Yonder] The Discovery
    **The mist began to shift and solidify, hardening into a spectral knight, ten feet tall and covered in bristling armor. At his side hung a long, strange-looking sword.**
    Posted in: The Epic World
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    posted a message on [Near Sylvan] Dark After Dawn
    **Gram figured he might as well do something, and quickly headed back to the other room without further conversation.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **The statues stood in mute repose.**

    Édouard - "In my dream, they would only come to life when you were near them... if you got some distance, they would freeze again. Too many here for that, though."
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    posted a message on [Over Yonder] The Discovery
    **It smelled of rot, mildew, and age.**
    Posted in: The Epic World
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **He nodded grimly.**
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    posted a message on [Over Yonder] The Discovery
    **After a long, sloping tunnel, he found himself in a vast, dark room filled with mist, a single skylight projecting illumination into the cavern.**
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    posted a message on [Over Yonder] The Discovery
    **In the middle part of his wanderings, Heulen found himself adrift in dark woods. On every side loomed oaks of such colossal age that every valley of their trunks seemed carved in, that their intertwining arms made a canopy of inescapable gloom. The ground was dry and crunched softly before his feet, the air heavy with rot and growth and magic. Heulen was lost, as surely as anyone who ever wandered. But then, through the obstructing trunks, he saw the flickering light of a torch, which he realized (drawing closer) was the entrance of a great and a ancient tomb. Inscribed above the empty doorway: I Await Yet My Day.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **They had evidently misjudged their route. This time they found a broad plain of short grass, filled to the horizon by wooden carvings of soldiers, perfectly still. A quarter mile through them was a smoldering hole.**

    Édouard - "I... dreamt this place once."
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    posted a message on [Near Sylvan] Dark After Dawn
    **Gram checked to see if smashing any of them would do the trick this time. Or, you know, just trying to open them.**
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    posted a message on [Near Sylvan] Dark After Dawn
    **Gram shrugged and started picking at is nails.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    Édouard - "That's what the papers say. Some half-crazed lunatic with a sword fetish."

    **When they returned to the clearing, the setting had changed completely. Now the ruins were gone, replaced by windswept hard packed dust.**
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    posted a message on [Near Sylvan] Dark After Dawn
    **Gram inspected it too, though for different things.**

    Gram - "Reckon we can just break it down?"
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **Nothing followed them.**

    Édouard - "I don't think there's much call for heroes in fluffy kitten dimension."
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **Malevolence.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **Édouard took the lead, pistol cocked. As they progressed, they found bones scattered around, in various states of decay and charring. At length they emerged into a massive crater, all smoking rock and sulfur. In the center, apparently deep in slumber, was a coiled serpent, a hundred feet long and five feet thick. Beneath it, a glowing fiery-red portal.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **The light revealed mostly what they already knew; the ruined village, the dense woods, the empty sky. There were a handful of breaks in the woods leading to more paths, all of them as overgrown and weathered as the one they had taken. Some of the stones seemed to have been recently scorched, and there were burned patches of grass, though it was unclear why someone would be burning ruins.

    In the rubble, Sly found a few artifacts, caked with dirt and age. Fragments of pottery. A small bit of a marble statue (a finger). A golden locket, smashed beyond recognition.
    **
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    posted a message on The N.E.W. Character Profile Thread
    Approved! At this rate, we're going to have to start a club for noble socialites.
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    posted a message on [Near Sylvan] Dark After Dawn
    **Gram seemed utterly bored, kicking a rock down the road in a desultory fashion.**
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    posted a message on The All-Purpose OOC Sounding Board
    Yep
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    posted a message on The All-Purpose OOC Sounding Board
    As an item of tremendous and mysterious power, Riesig's fate becomes inextricably intertwined with that of the weapon. This manifests gradually over time, as he gain renown for his deeds with blade at his side. (Mini-Relic)
    Level One: Something deep inside the weapon stirs as if for the first time in countless centuries, burdening Riesig with a terrible secret always at the edges of his memory. This feeling guides him to a forgotten cairn in the Alogeans, where he discovers an item of minor power. For a moment, his sense of dread is relieved. But Mistilteinn is waiting.
    Level Two: The fire within the blade burns brighter, almost as though it were trying to leap fully out of the crystal from which it springs. The blade may extend twice as long at a thought, and otherwise gain projections and small embellishments at Riesig's sole will.
    Level Three: That same anxiety grows stronger in Riesig, leading him eventually to a scorched and crumpled book in the oldest archives of Epicrin. From this tone he learns a spell of moderate power, whose magics are almost unfathomably strange. For a while, his thoughts return to happier times. But Mistilteinn is waiting.
    Level Four: An aura of light spreads from the blade up Riesig's arm, hardening at a thought into an almost unbreakable piece of armor along his dominant arm.
    Level Five: With a start, Riesig realizes the true nature of the blade, leading him to a moss-covered barrow deep in the Northern Tundra. What he will encounter there he can only dream to know; all he knows, in the depths of his heart, is that Mistilteinn is waiting.
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **A few of the buildings were still standing, in some fashion, though none were intact. Most had tumbled or rotted away roofs, with only a handful providing any real shelter. The village could have held forty or fifty at its height, perhaps more.

    The sky started to lighten a bit over the trees, growing a sickly green color. Perhaps the sun was beginning to rise.
    **
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    posted a message on [Sylvan] The Bat’s Eyes
    **She stared at him for a moment, then blinked and looked around the room.**

    Server - "What do you think?"
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **Nothing seemed to confront the browlers. The stones, meanwhile, faded soon after their tone had been produced.

    After a few minutes along the path, the forest opened up into a partly overgrown clearing. Through the dim, they could make out the tumbled foundations of small buildings, apparently once a sort of village.
    **
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    posted a message on The All-Purpose OOC Sounding Board
    For Mouse:

    The Riotous Laugh - A gauntlet made of unbreakable brass, covered in strange gears and cogs. Possesses a strange affinity for constructions and artifices. Machinist creations can temporarily or permanently fuse with the gauntlet, altering themselves in such a way as to fit their twin functions.

    Cult Icon of Archipiada - Delicately sculpted out of finest alabaster, with impossibly precise details and a remarkably lifelike quality. Glows softly in the dark. Can fuse with one person ever, endowing them with a Light-based LSS. Cannot be leveled by spells already purchased; for example, if player has a Light 1 and 2 spell, they must buy additional 1 and 2 spells to make it level.
    Celestial Being
    Harness the inherent clarity of light to transform into a luminous being of celestial energy.
    Level One - You begin to glow softly, illuminating the darkness around you with the strength of a strong candle.
    Level Two - The light clears the mists from your eyes, allowing you to see clearly in the dark.
    Level Three - Your skin turns papery white, shocking and beautiful at once. Your touch gives a soothing, relaxing sensation.
    Level Four - Your hair begins to turn silvery white, just a few hairs and highlights at first, but more and more as time goes on, and your eyes turn a luminous light blue. Tracing your fingers in the air, you can create trails of solid light, up to a few feet in length, which hang in the air and glow brilliantly. These trails have a burning sensation on skin, though they cause real damage only with extended contact. Only three may be maintained at any given time.
    Level Five - The light surges through your flesh, bursting out in an almost blinding ray wherever your skin is pierced. This light soon burns your wound shut, cauterizing it, a process not without pain. All your scars quickly fade and disappear.
    Level Six - The glow around you grows brighter and slightly bluish. If you touch someone for more than a few moments, some of the aura will transfer to them, calming them and making you seem more sympathetic, the equivalent of two Charisma effects.
    Level Seven - The light begins to alter your material nature, reducing your weight. You gain the ability to levitate a few inches above the ground, moving at normal speed but without the need for physical exertion.
    Level Eight - Your consciousness merges with the light, granting you profound inner calm. Since your essence now resides within the light, you are able to make that light leave the body and move your perceptions anywhere within 200 feet of your body, which stands in its last position but remains utterly helpless until you return.
    Level Nine - At any time you may leave a mark, a glowing rune, upon any surface. Once every seven posts you may flit between these marks at the speed of light.
    Level Ten - You learn to harness your celestial energy for a custom ability based on your personality and the light.
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **When Alacritas set foot on the path, the first stone glowed faintly red with a rune, mysterious in meaning and form, and letting off a soft, almost musical tone. Each subsequent stone did the same, though with different runes and tones, creating a distant if eerie music.**
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    posted a message on [Sylvan] House of Lords
    **Meanwhile, a burly nadrask with an even burlier hammer had come, and was listening on the sidelines.**
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    posted a message on [[Official]] Article of the Day
    Quote from Jay13x »
    But I was more interested in the astounding lack of spelling ability this artist-by-night exhibits.

    Perhaps English isn't his native language. Wink
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    posted a message on [[Official]] Article of the Day
    Because God forbid we give desperate children food and shelter.

    The tenor of the immigration debate in this country is absurd. The reason we have children showing up en masse at our borders is because, a few years ago, we were all willing to agree that children in conflicts like this deserve asylum; now that they're showing up, we've conveniently changed our minds. It's surreal.
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    posted a message on What do you do when it's a billion degrees outside?
    I find drinking ice water (or something else with ice in it) does wonders for alleviating the problems of heat. I used to hate ice in my drinks--I still do, really--but it's indispensable.
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    posted a message on The All-Purpose OOC Sounding Board
    Sorry for disappearing, it's a long story but I should be back soon!
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    posted a message on Should the Washington Redskins change their name?
    Tiax, let's move on from that argument.
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **The light did little to illuminate the woods--truth be told, the effect was more in general to make the areas outside of the small perimeter of the torches harder to see in.**

    Édouard - "Well... do we stay here and try to wait for dawn.. if there is one... or do we try to find something?"
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    Édouard - "I can make torches."

    **He set about picking up some large pieces of wood and covering them in rags.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **Edouard was staring up at the sky in puzzlement.**

    Édouard - "No moon... no stars..."
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **Edouard did the same, cursing repeatedly as he shook water out of his shoes.**

    Édouard - "What do you even make of this place?"
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **The man had apparently not traveled with them.**
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    posted a message on [Beyond the Gate] Danse Macabre
    **When the adventurers stepped through the portal, what they felt first was a warmth--not an unpleasant warmth, as they might have feared, but a calming feeling, quite alike being held by a loved one. This feeling for only a moment concealed the panic which broke out; in the darkness, they all gradually had a sensation of being simultaneously turned upside down--though which direction "up" was anyone knew--and being stretched, like taffy, almost to the breaking. It was not exactly excruciating, but none of them could have described it as comfortable.

    For how long this lasted, no-one could tell. At length, however, they found themselves in a shallow basin of water, perhaps a foot deep and twelve or thirteen feet wide, under which was cold and slimy stone. Through the midnight gloom they could just see, a few feet beyond the lip of the basin, aged trees, gnarled and dense, spreading out into the gloom of the underbrush. A single gap stood in the trees, a narrow path of ancient and weathered stone.
    **
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus grabbed the glass and, with a shrug, began to gulp it down, not stopping until the whole was empty.**

    Antoninus - "Now THAT's what I've been fightin' for."
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus took the initial 50 gold, then -30 the Stormclad Gloves, -45 150 more gold, and -15 an amber trinket in the shape of a cute dog.**

    Antoninus - "I could use one myself."
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    Man - "I don't know! I can't defeat Henry, or whatever else is in there; I pray to the Light that you can."
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    posted a message on [Sylvan] The Bat’s Eyes
    **The vibe was... hostile? Also nervous. Also hungry. It was almost overwhelming.

    Eventually, a server came over.
    **

    Server - "Yeah, what."
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus scrambled to his feet, getting some distance between him and the garrs as he surveyed for his next move.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus jumped to the side, flailing ineffectually with his axe.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus swung it as powerfully as he could anyway, hoping the fire and its repulsive force would still have some effect.**
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    **Glancing back and forth between the man and his portal, with a desperate cry he threw the device through the door, which did not seem to mind it.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **As he watched the two settle to the ground, Antoninus readied himself. When they had, he launched himself at Khurk, swinging his axe--now burst into strange fire--toward the garr's midsection.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus, swearing loudly and profusely, dove for whatever cover he could find.**
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    **He shook his head.**

    Man - "It can only be closed from the other side... and even if I did, a far larger door will form soon."
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    Édouard - "What on earth is that--"

    Man - "It's not of earth at all. He's through there. They're through there."
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    Antoninus - "I'm quite happy to wait to see the faces of those two."
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    **With a disgruntled sound something between a roar and a sob, the man slammed the device against one of the doors of the gazebo. Suddenly the doorway filled with seething red light, flashes of impish laughter heard from beyond.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    Antoninus - "In my line of work, sometimes you gotta get creative."
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    Antoninus - "...well, okay, that's one way to do it."
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    posted a message on [Sylvan] The Bat’s Eyes
    **By the nature of the establishment, everyone looked very suspicious.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus charged forward, bringing out his greatsword and swinging it hard and wild at whoever was near.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Not missing a beat, Antoninus swung his massive body around and flung his axe toward the crowd of men.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    Antoninus - "Think that's our cue."

    **Axe in hand, he began to not-very-carefully pick his way down to the village.**
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    Man - "Letting them out! Bringing them here! A slaughter of proportions yet unimaginable."
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    **The man looked down for a long time, then stared hard and straight into Morgan's eyes.**

    Man - "As well as I can reckon, Hell."
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    Man - "I see... well, then, we might as well begin."

    **He straightened himself up in his seat, seeming to gain for a moment a bit of dignity.**

    Man - "You must understand, at the time all of what I'm about to tell you seemed like a good idea. This was how we would make our mark, we told each other. This was how we'd be remembered! We always wanted to be remembered, Henry and I. I don't... you see, we found it, rather by chance really, in a cave. We went exploring, wandering through with little more than the light we could cast up, and then... there it was, really. The chamber cut into the living stone. The casket, all gold, we never could open it. And then floating on top..."

    **He held out the device before them, somewhat reluctantly. It was a sphere of smooth bronze, polished, with strangely geometric gaps which revealed a red crystal inside, glowing faintly.**

    Man - "...there was this. It shone so much brighter back then; I believe we must have fallen in love with it at sight. Of course, we didn't know what it did then, how to use it, or even if it was safe--Henry always said it was surely safe, and I let him--but we had to take it. Back to the tower, back to our books. We spent years poring over the tomes and scrolls, trying to find something that would explain it, something that would open it--and then there it was, clear as day upon the vellum in front of me. It was a homing device, a beacon, a door. It would take us there."

    **He looked off in the distance for a moment, then returned.**

    Man - "He always told me that it was wonderful. He never used to let me go, said I couldn't handle it. Sometimes he'd go for an hour or so, and I felt so very alone, but he'd return with a grin. Then they became days; then weeks. I finally asked him what was there; I finally demanded that he take me. Two years is a long time to live with someone and never know where they're going... or at least, it seemed that way. But he took me, and... I can't talk about it. I escaped. I survived. But you have to stop him."
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    posted a message on [Sylvan] The Bat’s Eyes
    **The man nodded a little wearily, motioning them into a dimly-lit, expansive lounge bedecked in red velvet and well-stuffed Atarin silk cushions. They were led to a table in the corner; from their seats they could see a number of men, mostly hunched over their drinks, their backs turned to them. The man who had let them in scurried away as soon as he came.**
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    posted a message on What to do when you suspect someone at your locals of stealing cards?
    This seems better for Magic General. Moving it along. Smile
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    **The man looked up at them as though he didn't see them for a moment, then with a startled flash of recognition hid the device in his sleeve. As he did so, an elegant-looking man in a long coat stepped out of the shadows, who happened to be my character Édouard.**

    Startled Man - "Are you all here responding to my advertisement?"
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    posted a message on [Sylvan] The Bat’s Eyes
    **Many months later, a cruel-looking Oscaran man answered the door to Christov and the rest.**

    Man - "...yes?"
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus looked around at the others questioningly.**

    Antoninus - "We gonna trust him then? If we are, ain't any sense wastin' more time here; we should move."
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus smiled, pleased by this dwarf's lack of dedication.**

    Antoninus - "Everything."
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    Antoninus - "What the--"

    **He sort of thrashed around blindly, trying to kick or land a hand on the creatures.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    Antoninus - "Well, as long as they're out of sight, that's fine by me."

    **He started walking with some vigor.**
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    posted a message on [Greevan] Ascaill na Duilleoga ag Titim (Avenue of Falling Leaves)
    **In a darkened gazebo on the Ascaill, an old man sat, fidgeting nervously with a small brass clockwork device.**
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    Antoninus - "Then I reckon a quick forced march there ain't our best plan."
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    posted a message on [Between Sylvan and the Scionics] The Good, the Bad, and the Dwarvenly
    **Antoninus nodded.**

    Antoninus - "Should we be expectin' a fight as soon as we arrive?"
    Posted in: The Epic World
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