Tikor
One Thousand Club
The Loom, Fishmarket square, Sunset of the Fourth Day of Calibration, between RY 767 and RY 768
Gateway is deserted save for a distant, last minute patrol of guardsmen, more worried about not getting wet than guarding the possesions of the gatewayers. You're standing in a stall, hidden from view, looking out on the agreed upon meeting place. The first winds of a fierce storm play with the street trash, teasing of much harsher winds to come. The thunderhead is visible in the north-east.
Out of a side-street steps a man into the red rays of sunset. The light agrees with him. Stading in the red rays with his red Jade reinforced breastplate and minor trickles of fire whisping out of his hair he is umistakably Dragon-Blooded, confident in his unchallenged dominance of the world. His looks tell of a long ancestral line in the Blessed Isle; he is of average height. He states to the empty square, loud enough to be heard but no louder:
"I demand that Gateway end their unlawful and heretical harboring of Anathema. Three Anathema, in chains, are due! Bring them forth!"
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Scene 7 begins! Please state your current equipment, Essence, WP, health and position (if other than the default mentioned above), stealth status and Anima status.
We are in roleplay time (i.e. no ticks) however, your actions could change that at any time to one tick system or the other.
For the purposes of Anima banner two scenes have passed, for the purpose of Essence, health 4 hours 'at ease' (4m/hour) have passed. For the purpose of WP no nights of rest have passed.
Gateway is deserted save for a distant, last minute patrol of guardsmen, more worried about not getting wet than guarding the possesions of the gatewayers. You're standing in a stall, hidden from view, looking out on the agreed upon meeting place. The first winds of a fierce storm play with the street trash, teasing of much harsher winds to come. The thunderhead is visible in the north-east.
Out of a side-street steps a man into the red rays of sunset. The light agrees with him. Stading in the red rays with his red Jade reinforced breastplate and minor trickles of fire whisping out of his hair he is umistakably Dragon-Blooded, confident in his unchallenged dominance of the world. His looks tell of a long ancestral line in the Blessed Isle; he is of average height. He states to the empty square, loud enough to be heard but no louder:
"I demand that Gateway end their unlawful and heretical harboring of Anathema. Three Anathema, in chains, are due! Bring them forth!"
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Scene 7 begins! Please state your current equipment, Essence, WP, health and position (if other than the default mentioned above), stealth status and Anima status.
We are in roleplay time (i.e. no ticks) however, your actions could change that at any time to one tick system or the other.
For the purposes of Anima banner two scenes have passed, for the purpose of Essence, health 4 hours 'at ease' (4m/hour) have passed. For the purpose of WP no nights of rest have passed.