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A warm welcoming glow eminated from the window of the Gilded Harp, and the sign above it's heavy oak door swayed back and forth, creaking in a gentle wind.

The laughter of men and women, having a good time drifted through the window, though slightly muted. Not all were having a good time in the loud confines of the inn though.

Within, a grey haired bespectacled man, looking to be in his 30's, grimaced. He ...

It was a crisp, clear morning in the kingdom of Doma, near the villiage of Phoenin. It was a sunny, grassy meadow not far from a forest, with a paved road running through both. The birds chriped happily as dew quickly evaporated off the grass. Animals foraged, chased each other, and generally did what animals do. And travellers walked peacefully along the roads. Or at least they should have.

The road to Phoenin was totally ...

In western Doma, nestled snugly in the foothills of the Shumans, there is a town called Sadirn. It is a small village, consisting of a huddle of small houses and other buildings in the center of the town and, around the houses on all sides, sprawling, verdant grazing lands.

The first sightings of strange creatures certainly unsettled the villagers, but things became serious when livestock began disappearing. The worried villagers did what they did best...they ...

Hemmishfry chewed the top of his feather pen as he sat in his dimly lit caravan and pondered what his was going to write. He was glad his helper and part-time butler Gastoff was around, he was always so much better with words then he was, which isn't right when you think about it as he just the help, but at least Gastoff could re read and re-write his journals when they were published on ...

You, the players, find yourselves for whatever reason in a forest 5 miles east of Doma. The sky is clear and the weather is warm. Already sitting in a clearing is a young child of about 6 or 7 in black clothes. A blue, pearl-like trident in thrust in the ground beside him as he seems to eat from a picnic basket...

(Yay! My first RP! A few notes in advance, AM is my co GM and stuff so don't be surprised to see him here. Any dialogue written with the French like << >> notation indicates that it is spoken in English. If you use other languages like Nekonian, please indicate so with a different type of quotation notation. The exception being if Neko busts out with her Japanese/Nekonian, this doesn't require brackets or anything. Anyways, ...

(Ten Years Ago)

"Shut UP, you little BRAT!!!"

Slamming the door so hard it almost broke, a blonde teenage girl threw herself into her room. Her face was contorted into an almost insane expression of rage. Ripping two pastel pink scrunchies out of her hair, she threw them down onto the floor and stomped on them savagely.

"GODDAMMIT!" she screamed, picking up a flower vase and smashing it on the wall. "HOW COULD HE?!? I'LL ...

It was a beautiful morning in Doma park that Dammasus. The sun was shining brightly on the lush green lawn, which smelled of freshly cut grass. A light breeze tickled and tossed the branches of the trees, which cast merry swaying shadows upon the ground. The sound of children laughing and playing carried across the park.

Fluffy the lapdragon sat on a park bench, grooming his claws and watching his ward, Pink, carefully. Dia-Dia, Fluffy's ...

It was a warm day in the city of Nekonia, and the temperature was further accentuated by heat of the crowd milling about the streets. As anyone in the area would notice, today the crowd seemed to be concentrated around a new, rather impressive looking building. It was painted mostly a vivid, regal purple, arranged with triangles of sunny yellow, forming a design reminiscent of a harlequin. However, most of the building’s looks were hard ...

The sun was setting on Beau Island and there was an uncharacteristic chill in the wind. Chillbumps raised on Champagne's arms as she stood on a pier overlooking Honda Bay. Month ago he and his twin brother would sit there and talk. Now....

Champagne sighed deeply and turned around to walk home. Standing on the end of the pier was his cousin, Ignes. Chamapagne seemed a little thankful that he wouldn't have to brood alone ...