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Marcus hated navigating the streets of the old sector. It was the enchantments, he'd decided. Magical influence to prevent the destruction of buildings may have been a good idea when it was bustling with activity. Now, it just lent an air of a ghost town to the place. He decided to distract...

The conversation between Doriaon and Marcus had taken longer than he'd wanted it to. Of course, any conversation with Doriaon was too long, as far as Marcus was concerned. Sure he was a nice enough guy, but Marcus didn't like him purely for the fact that he couldn't touch him. A supernatural...

It wasn't so much that Fang didn't understand humor or even feel amusement, any more than he didn't understand compassion, happiness, frustration, fear or any other emotion. He felt emotion. He'd simply gotten to the point where he didn't express anything. Anger, on rare occasions, was the...

Fang went through the motions, letting Amalfryn lead the journey. All the while, Fang performed as he was expected. There was no need to instigate unnecessary confrontations. "Potent creatures of the planes" was an understatement for some of the familiar essences Fang was detecting. If they...

For those in the US (honestly not sure if we have any outside the US any more) have a happy and delicious Thanksgiving!

Fang raised a hand and greeted the merchant with a pitch perfect accent. "Helsingen, Kendall. Am callt Fang." He wasn't sure of Kendall's dialect, but it was the base language for most giant languages Fang had encountered, and it was a simple greeting. He was fairly sure the point would get...

Fang thought about his wedding with Wyndra. He'd had a difficult time saying no to that gorgeous queen of DarkShadow. Then there was SilverTears. Had he ever denied anything to her? Not that he could recall, anyway. Of course, both of those had been due to his relationship with them, rather...

Fang watched Theo change his demeanor enough to take the wiser course of action, then turned his attention to Amalfryn and nodded. "Greetings, Amalfryn. Extended formal greetings aside, I am most commonly called Fang. Though, I have spent some time amongst the drow. If your outward...

The voices of a small number of the Elder Council rang in his head. But, he flatly ignored them. It was supposed to be a unified group of wisened elders. Some members certainly still fit that bill. Others, the younger members mostly, had taken to trying to push their own agendas on the rest...

Hey, he came back! So it's been a year, who cares? For the record, if you knew anyone who played with Cryz, I probably played alongside them. And, if your claim to have fought for Varsinax frequently is accurate, it's entirely likely you did. Of course, he was pretty good at stirring up...

(Insert suspicious silent period for Marcus here)

Hmm. Decisions decisions...

A LOT of those people have been here at one point or another. I haven't seen most of them in quite a while. I don't recognize Lothar, was that maybe Lowthor? Anna and Travis were some of the more highly respected ones who faded from activity. If you could convince them to come haunt the old...

lol, yeah but it was a temporary issue. I was visiting family and only had my laptop. The passwords are all written down, I just had to find the paper. I am definitely not the kind who's too proud to ask for help when necessary. Thanks, man.

I seem to recall a couple of those names. None of us has the patience necessary for me to list all of the various characters I've played over the years. lol. But yeah, SJs last post mentioned that he wouldn't be coming back for some time. Ayenee has become a memory for most people who once...

Technically the Multiverse Weaver account is my wife's. But, clearly I figured out this one.

So, Ethos, what sort of genre do you prefer?

"What do you want?" "Now what makes you think I want something?" "Is that who I think it is?" "Because the last time you came around it ended up costing me quite a bit of time and money. Not to mention the toll it took on Katarina and our parents." "So it is him." "There was a lot more...

Well whattya know? Good to see you, Scorpion.

"Marcus..." The tone of Katarina's voice rarely changed. However, when she was short on words, it was never a good sign, and Marcus knew exactly why. Pausing at the door of his car just long enough to respond to Veta, he nodded toward Dakkon. "Ask your tech savvy son. He's the one with the...

Of course Marcus had heard the sound, long before Veta had noticed. On a normal basis one might be tempted to react to such peculiarities. However, Marcus had to remind himself that this was the old sector of Ayenee Capitol City. And, as he'd suspected when Katarina first told him about there...

Feel like the Grinch talking back to his own echo...and losing the argument. ROFL!

"I could give you a breakdown of his psychological condition based on what I've heard, if you like." Marcus simply rolled his eyes. He'd dealt with people like this before. Extreme pride often mixed with extreme sensitivity. Add in a halfway decent intellect and you had a combination that...

"That's not a good idea, little brother. Yesterday your implants were the most advanced technology in that place by at least a century. This guy almost oozes tech. The whole area's covered. I can't get specifics without being there with a better scanner. If you can't see anything I'd wager...

Good to hear it, Andrew.

Watching carefully as the man finally emerged from the vehicle, Marcus started to creep back toward his own vehicle, nudging Veta along the way. It hadn't been all that long ago that he'd had to deal with Drummond and the influence he'd had on Marcus and Katarina's family by way of his sister's...

If you mean those sickeningly sweet marshmallow birds, thankfully they're in storage for another year. :D

Marcus had been in the process of following Veta, but he paused when he looked inside the tavern. She hadn't been kidding about the changes. The sign outside was one thing. But this? This was an entirely new level of change. What alarmed him was the fact that none of the changes had...

Marcus simply stood and waited for Veta's decision on where to go and what to do. He agreed to her decision, and followed Veta easily enough. He did have to stop for a few moments for a passing group of dogs, which had become all too commonplace in an abandoned sector of town like this. By...

The speed at which she was driving gave him a clue. Suddenly slamming on the brakes and running over to him confirmed it. This city was up to its old tricks. Then, he heard what she had to say. And there it was. Marcus listened as Veta attempted to explain what had been going on in the...

Rather than park on the edges of the old sector, Marcus decided he was going to drive directly up to the tavern, this time. From what he'd observed, Veta was hardly a threat, and he'd finally decided what he was going to do about the offer he'd made. So, it was best if he got to her as quickly...

Marcus hadn't enjoyed the conversation with his sister that evening. But, he couldn't say that he hadn't seen it coming. As protective as he always was of her, she did a pretty good job of looking out for him, too. Nevertheless, Marcus had made an offer, knowing full well that Equilibrium...

Hey, it's worth a shot.

"Nice to meet you, Veta. I'll be in contact, soon." With that, he walked out of the tavern. "Are you insane!?" Marcus waited until he was a fair distance away before responding. No sense in seeming like he was talking to himself while Veta could still hear him. "Not any more than you...

Another chuckle escaped from his lips. "Well like I said, it's not without risk. I'm the VP of the sporting division of a major corporation. My life stays pretty full with business matters, technological advances, martial arts events and so on. I'm hardly an expert in magic. If we can even...

Marcus chuckled a bit. "Well, it's something I'm pretty sure you'd be fairly good at. How does the title of 'Owner of the Blackbird Tavern and Inn' sound to you?" He waited for her initial reaction and laughed slightly. "Okay I'll explain. We can relocate the building to an area of the...

So the signature that I have was one I made back in...oh...2007? It managed to survive the transitions between sites. Being exclusively text probably has a lot to do with that. Anyway, so I got a message form a certain site administrator today that pointed out a typo. So for the past 12...

Thanks for the heads up, Wes.

He took a sip of the drink and sat in a chair fairly close to her. "I don't know if I'm the best one to answer that question. What I can tell you is mostly secondhand knowledge. But, it started a long time ago. When the population growth of Ayenee was at its peak, something happened that...

*Prods at Wes* Say something.

Two in a row! Veta, you've been spotted.

Agostov! Congratulations on being the reason this particular thread gets a bit of a revival. I see you!

He stood and watched her reactions. He wondered if she knew how much she was actually giving off as she moved about the room. He remembered a time back before Katarina had learned about his enhancements. He'd been unable to figure out why most people couldn't do the things he could. Sure...

Marcus chuckled. "I kind of had the same thought about you. This area of town..." He looked outside for a second. "Well, you can see it, I assume?" It was sad that he had to ask, but it was Ayenee. There was no telling what sort of peculiar restrictions someone could have placed on them...

The drive to the old sector of town didn't take all that long, once you got through the traffic of the main city. Growing up here, he'd never really given the infrastructure of the city much thought. However, his trip to the other realm with the Yamataian Empire had been eye opening. It made...

"Marcus, we have something interesting." Said the voice in his ear. "What is it, Katarina?" "Movement in the old sector. One of the old taverns. It's been steady for several days." "Again?" "What do you mean 'again'? There hasn't been activity there in years." Marcus laughed. That was...

I certainly can't argue with that. @Wes, congratulations on the new baby. I'm full of advice if you want some. lol. Veta, welcome back. Now, let's see if I can't add at least a tiny spark of life here, again.

Oh yeah you saw it all the time. Everyone in the room is going right along and then someone who's been there for an hour all of a sudden posts something that doesn't work, at all, with what had been happening. Aaaand queue the half dozen thought bubbles hollering at the guy who just jacked...

"Oh how wonderful." The echoing voice continued...until the strange visitor reached into his pocket and flicked a switch, turning off the voice manipulator which sat on the collar of his shirt. "I apologize." He cleared his throat and looked at Soreen and the others. "My name is Jester. I...

"It very often is." A deep, echoing voice, responded to the woman's observation. "Nevertheless, the place remains in tact, despite countless attempts to see its destruction."