Fantasy A Yet Unbroken World

[Ged Merrilin]

Soaring high in the sky lay the Great Cliffs, a paradise to live. Filled with marvelous contraptions and beautiful cities. Free from the vices of poverty and death. Where the common man is an artisan and the laborer is a rarity. A land of magic and freedom. The cliffs of Av’Laeshc (Av Lae-eeshc) Soaring high above the Sea of Aelf. These wonders the forgotten legends say, of this majestic world of Eagles.


The group of you stare uncomprehendingly at this scrap of paper, and its odd way of speaking. Yes, you are in Av’Laeshc, the land of the cliffs, but other than that this paper is nearly complete nonsense. As for the Aelf, or what is below, no one knows what it is, and none of you know what a “seea” is. But that’s why you are here, you are all part of a group founded to learn more, to find out if there is more to this world, if magic is truly evil, as all consider it. So you collect out of the ordinary things, as all of you are out of the ordinary people. Including the member of your group, Kaert, a Climber, who had found this paper sitting on a ledge beneath the city.


You are currently in a smallish house on the outskirts of town, built into the cliif-face with a shelf outside for antiques, that was a small business that was being run by the owner of the shop, selling trinkets that we have multiples of. It’s not quite a legal group, or at least you’re not sure if all the members are on the high side of the law. A few more people should be coming soon, not everyone has arrived this late afternoon.

 

[Thorn of Discord]

Âme gasped and picked up a trinket off the shelf. "It's a cube AND a puzzle! Mr. Roobick must be some kind of wizard..."


Âme sat on the floor and played with the colorful wooden cube, becoming absorbed into it. "I solved it!" She held the cube aloft, solved, and noticed a figure in the shadowy corner.


Rising to her creaky feet, Âme and skipped over. "Hey, it's awfully dark over here, are you sleeping? Ooh, are you nocturnal? You're really pale, are you sick?" She leaned in closer to the figure, trying to figure out what animal the figure could be.

 

[Ged Merrilin]

Update 1 3/21/16 – Âme, Serana


Âme


Âme leans over the huddled figure, as she asks him a question, she is responded by the person suddenly sitting up and letting out a loud “Ha ah, yes!” As he does this, a disgruntled white cat jumps off of his lap and onto Âme’s shoulder. The person looks straight at you, a big grin breaking onto his face. He is a brown haired young man with honest looking black eyes. He is of fairly short stature and wearing a worn leather vest. “If we move the gearbox to here, we can do the equivalent of halving the weight of the thing due to the balance being much better! Though how would we…” He trails off his exited ramblings, and starts to look properly at you and away from a messy sketchbook he is holding. The sketchbook is filled with random looking diagrams and illegible writing all cluttered into leather bindings almost ragged from use. “Ah, who are you? I haven’t seen you before. Hmm, AH, you’re made of wood! How does that work? I suppose magic, however I haven’t been able to mess with magic yet, so I am stuck to basic mechanics. I’m Naevuo by the way, who are you?” He says at a machine-gun pace, circling around Âme and poking Âme’s arms. He doesn’t look like he has much of an idea of personal space, or what someone might think of anything, and the only thing that Âme can see from him is a boundless curiosity.


Serena


Serana spares a glance at the noise over in the corner of the store and gets back to selling, a fairly rich merchant in front of her is buying an elegantly polished stone pendant for his daughter that Serana had gotten from a traveling merchant for 7 black tanreshi. It is made of strands of stone and wood interweaving into the shape of a leaf. The poor fool is offering 2 green tanreshi or some information on an upcoming move by some of the upper-class. The 2 greens are a huge increase in the investment, but the information you could easily sell if it is useful.


@Thorn of Discord @DarknessSpirit

 

[Thorn of Discord]

Áme cradled the cat in her arms, petting it in attempt to calm it. "It's alright kitty, he's just excited...I think. Maybe I look tasty to him."


Spinning her head around her neck to follow the strange fellow, she observed him. It was surprising that he spoke like she did, but Áme felt proud that he was inspecting her woodworking skills. She worked very hard on that.


Putting the cat back on the chair, Áme held out her left hand to shake, upside down. "My name is Áme, it is a...potato to meet you Naevuo, sir...you are male, yes?" She began filing away information on him, and even copied a few of his sketches in her head for later use. She also bared her teeth, since bionics did that when they greet....right?