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Rumored to be alive. Most assuredly dead.

The darkness held no mystery for me. This curse--gift, I reminded myself. She would want me to refer to it as such. See, this gift...another perk: I could see near perfect in darkness. My inherited elven blood had always granted me keener senses that humans, but I could never imagine acuity of...

The inclusion of elven blood within a noble house made my family something of a curiosity among the local gentry. The lands from which we originally came had bordered a Way to the mythical Isle of Avalon. Family lore (and the local legends) insisted that the Shas family were one of the first to...

In it's prime (circa 1999-2002), Ayenee hosted three age categories of role players: You had your mid-20s and plus crowd, your mid-to-late teens crowd, and your tweenies and younger teens crowd. Most of the first two groups now have jobs, mortagages, children, or 900 cats to take care of. The...

I remember the days before Ayenee had fully come into it's own, back when a lot of RP was done in the Teen section. One the biggest problems was determining how to settle character conflict, because let's face it, most people don't liked to lose. The idea of staged fights was proposed, with...

The Damned Once upon a time, I was the wealthy heir to a sizable duchy. My parents doted upon me with many varied splendors, I was engaged to the fairest maiden the local aristocracy had to offer, and I was content with the destiny that I had been given. Fate truly is a fickle mistress. The...

It's hard to find time to throw in when real life starts to get in the way. But I've got fond memories of Ayenee and all her children. Hopefully, I'll find some time to do a guest appearence in some RP or something...because it would just be awesome to RP with you guys and gals, again.

Like a bad rash... I'm still here. Well...sometimes.

Sometimes, our fate is not within our own hands. Whether we make our own choices, or our choices are made for us, at some point in your life, you will have no choice at all. That's usually the point when you have to roll over and call it a lifetime. Ried Shas had reached that point. He had...

Different styles, Low. Some people play like that.

...ok. It's official. I feel like I'm 15 again. (Damn...where are my khaki JNCOs and Hoaxxx raver threadz?) I swear to fuckin' Gargauth, if Grumpy(Stephanie) and Bloodrose(Anna) show up, I'm done. Oh, and good to see you're still kickin, Mr. Foxx.

Not stickin' around for this... "I lead a charmed life..." Shas thinks to himself as suddenly, there's several mechs in formation around the succubus. The odds had suddenly tipped in his favor. Normally, the opportunistic vampire would be pleased by unlikely turn of events, such as these...

Eyes darting to and fro. Smooth, calculated glances. He drank in the demon's beauty...a vision of loveliness, undoubtedly. Ill-armed and armorless...and still, more dangerous then a fully-armored knight. The school appearence contradicted by the furtive smirk in appreciation to the tango...

"Oh, she's good." Such were the unspoken thoughts of Shas. Under more civil circumstances, Shas imagined he could take advantage of several of Dezlynxiari's more subtle Succubus capabilities. At the moment, she was standing in the way of good public relations opportunities. Ried...

A powered armor that vaguely resembled what the Glitter Boy unit may recognize as a PA-10A ArmaTech "Samurai" class SAMAS strode purposefully into the massacre. It hailed the Glitter Boy for a system-to-system interface for transfer of data. All malignant software scans read the transfer...

He was just giving them a good show. Truth of the matter is, Shas couldn't care less that the demoness was shredding humans into bite-sized morsels for consumption or just for the sheer bloody fun of it. Of course, Shas did want whatever was left of the Tanar'ri horde gone from Capital City...

I'll have you know I quite fondly remember a Sartan named Selentia. Good to see you're alive, Danielle (although I already knew that, because Doug told me).

There's something in the air tonight. At the moment, it was spraying blood as the blade of Shas furrowed the unmarred flesh of yet another random demon. Seemingly in no time at all, a relatively small band of demons (only 10 or 15) had focused and made short work of his...

What had he intended upon doing? Why did he come to this gathering? Was Shas going to ally with the Tanar'ri? Or Baatezu? Would he continue to protect the city, maybe join the Bard and the fire-casting Darglore? To what end did Ried Shas, a being who has survived purely by chance and...

Granted. I dunno what to tell you.

It's what we got right now, d00d. Some people have the inclination but not the time for chat-play. Sucks, but that's the way it is, now.

Alright, so I take everyone has access to everyone else's contact info (IMs, E-Mail, et al) for plotting purposes and asides?

Fear, itself. Whispers. Scarcely had the words left Shas, directed toward the elder Feriah, when an altogether familiar sense entreated his attention. The vampire had experienced those sensations repeatedly, quite recently, as more and more shadows (and skeletons) of the past found their...

Being compressed from all sides, viscuous fluids leaking too and fro, (ruining his lovely clothes, he inadvertantly considered) with claws and fangs attempting to tear at him. But each of those creatures was in such furious blood-lust, they had actually rendered their own efforts useless. This...

Wages of Salvations Quietly, the foppishly attired vampire watched all these minor miracles and amazing feats happening all around him. Deep inside of him, the beastly darkness scoffed and was repulsed by this display of absolute weakness. The strong were meant to pray upon the weak...they...

Ladies and Gentlemen, it's jumping off like a suicidal office executive. Go join in the fun and have a chance to play with one of Ayenee's greatest legends, the OG (original Gargauth), Cory.

Technically, Courtney, to those who knew the name but never the game, he was a myth. Now that you can actually see the product, to quote my favorite Russian, "he is legend!"

Small Mercies Shas acted in discretion. Only days ago, he would have called it cowardice, but it wasn't him speaking the words. Well, not entirely. He had recently given up control of great power to once again maintain control of his own actions. To no longer be driven by that mad hunger...

No more heroes. I'm all you've got... Upon the Island in the Mists, his power waned further still. The Mists acted as a deterrent to those who would bring misery to her shores, and he found himself even further separated from the great power he had amassed over the centuries. That mattered...

Visitation It amazes and astonishes that in a city full of creatures, both strange and fantastic, that someone moving among them in violation of a simple social taboo such as clothing could create such a stir. If for nothing more than to quiet the constant murmurs (and the cat-calls from a...

"You know what you are." That was what he had to keep telling himself. "You know exactly who and what you are." These words served to grant no more realization than the fragmented mind that formed them. He was incapable of fighting his way through the fog on his own. For some reason...

Ahlias He looked at the rock and then looked back at Soryn. "Make's sense to me." [Take 20 on moving the rock = 23]

Who am I? I'm Jai. I've never been terribly fond of my real name, so I started going by J when I was younger. I had a southern-accented girlfriend I was attached to, once, and the way she said my name, it sounded like "j-ye." I came up with Jai on a lark one day. It's an acronym...JAI =...

Hmmm...Ok, here's my list. I upped the ante to 6 songs. I was sooooo tempted to bunch of R&B love songs up here (if you got a girl that's a sucker for easy listening romantic stuff, "I'll Make Love To You" by Boys II Men or "Let Me Love You" by Mario will get you laid. It's almost a given.)...

Dammit... Ahlias "No...we didn't come all this way just to be confounded by a Khyber-damned door!" His gaze turned to Alo. "I shall admit, that I am no great wit nor thinker...but you? You are a Wizard! A learned man of who's value in Eberron can not be met by all the Galifars in the...

Kyru HP:7/7 AC:16 (FF:12, T:14) From within the folds of his cloak, Kyru removes the Vial of Acid he procured in town and flings the glass-vial at the Warforged. (Fling Acid at Warforged (1d20=14)) (Acid Damage (1d6=3) )

Sneakiness for the win. Kyru HP:7/7 AC:16 (FF:12, T:14) Seeing the danger, Kyru immediately snuffs his torch, falls back to the shadows, and attempts to hide to await striking at a more advantageous moment. Quickly, he moves to the right wall, just shy of the entrance. (To hide...

He was an angel. Though his hair was dark as a moonless night and vile green veins pulse within those illuminated blue eyes, his visage was that of a Holy Host. He wore that shell with pride, the massive cascade of four sets of feathered wings keeping him aloft as he had spirited away from...

Kyru HP:7/7 AC:16 (FF:12, T:14) Initiative (1d20+8=28)

Kyru HP:7/7 AC:16 (FF:12, T:14) He was more comfortable at the end of the line, but Kyru wasn't about to argue with Alo about it. Sparking a lamp, Kyru fell in between and amongst the group, quietly listening to Alo and Ahlias. He scanned the area ahead of them as best as he could, his...

The thought "This boat is definitely sinking" came to mind. He turned his back on Garogch to give himself a moment to let it all sink in. Shas closed his eyes and felt the tiny spark of divinity that rushed through the entire city. The ebb and flow of the untangled threads of fate which...

Overwrought Shas was about to responde to Garogch when he fell to his knees and grasped his head. Whispers had invaded his mind...terrible pain. Shas screamed bloody murder, his telekinesis leveling several of the old statues in the chamber, but not threatening Garogch. He somehow...

Hangin' back... Kyru HP:7/7 AC:16 (FF:12, T:14) Kyru had been lost in his own thoughts ever since they left the Inn. He just couldn't shake this feeling of paranoia that the party had involved itself in some problematic adventure that was likely to get one (or all of them) killed. And...

My most sincere apologies for the unannounced absences, but my old computer finally died the final death and I was forced to buy a new one. And I've decided that Windows Vista doesn't seem to agree with me, but we're working on our relationship together...

Kyru HP:7/7 AC:16 (FF:12, T:14) Kyru shrugged. "The monk's got a point, friend. Lead the way."

C'mon Brad, y'know the classics never die ^_^

Kyru HP:7/7 AC:16 (FF:12, T:14) It could be said that Kyru overslept...as usual. But he'd offer a thorough tongue-lashing to any knave foolish enough to suggested that elves slept. As the hour of mid-morning (around 10AM) strikes, he bounds from his bed, hastily dawns his gear, and...

Yeah, I'm gonna handle the storyteller responsibility of playing NPC and throwing little curve balls to get a plot going. I appreciate the sub-forum, but don't bother just yet. I'd like to see how well this goes over before a bunch of work is invested into it.

Seems like a lot of lazy people want in on this. Anywho, for all interested, the Vampire story starts in an official capacity in March. Until then, feel free to post any related ooc character information here. Any IC activities, please make use of the associated forum.

No love for irritating morons here, either. And I bet I see a lot more of them at work then most people.