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OOC: this is TheDatKatana's thread, Talthyr Malkaviel, Legalos, Liliara, Shadow and whoever want to participate the Age of Fabled Imperial West, please skip. read at your own risk
The night. Darkness is your only ally, shadow is your only comapnion. You are not a creature of the night, yet you welcome the night. It does not only offer you concealment from your preys, it also brings you a sanctuary. You are so used to the night that you no longer see the existence of your own darkness.
You walked quietly, slipping between shadows. As you made your way to the western sector of the Goriffen Dales, you silently past a group of patorians undetected. A slight smile slipped your lips. It is not a smile of pride, but a mock to the foolishness of those who do not poccess the same power you do, how puny they seem to be!
You slowed your pace as you approached the Royal ground, cautiously, you remained still in the shadows for a while sensing any divining energy. You saw no guards, but you know better. The broad streets near the Imperial palace are always closed for passengers after mid night. These area is called 'the Royal Ground.' Powerful mages constantly scan the area with divine magic or artifacts to ensure the safty of the king and his royal subjects.
This is not the case for you, for you are no simple peasent. You can take the risk. You are late for an important meeting. Someone is waiting for you in the west sector of the city. You can walk around 'the Royal Ground' but that would mean to risk angering a very powerful client.
The moon is already high, you must hurry. He is waiting.
[This message has been edited by 250 (edited 10-25-2001).]
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