(Acumen Asylum) Monsters? (Open)

As the beasts run about, Linalyn and others flock to the safe houses.

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Considered one of the most mysterious cities in Mizahar, Alvadas is called The City of Illusions. It is the home of Ionu and the notorious Inverted. This city sits on one of the main crossroads through The Region of Kalea.

(Acumen Asylum) Monsters? (Open)

Postby Linalyn on March 8th, 2012, 5:06 am

3rd of Spring 511
11:00 A.M.

The Asylem, large and covered in plants trying to reclaim it as their own. To say it was a 'safe' place was almost laughable to the young Kelvic who peered out of a dusty window of an unused classroom. Kicking at the dust on the ground, she stopped to think. As if that storm hadn't been bad enough these things running a muck. "No houses, no food, no anything!" She grumbled. "Just dust..." Linalyn was used to living pretty much from day to day. But this, was unacceptable. Sleeping inside a dusty old building while things waited outside to catch you.

Linalyn cleaned a spot on the window with what had once been her extravagant dress now rags and watched as people scurried to 'safe' spots. She couldn't help but wonder who she would be sharing a space with...
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(Acumen Asylum) Monsters? (Open)

Postby Strell Ledaner on March 8th, 2012, 5:25 am

Strell stood beside Linalyn, scratching the back of his head. "You're right, lots of dust." Strell turned around and waves his hands around a bit to clear the dust in the air that was knocked up by Linalyn's brushing. "Hey kitten, do you know what happened to my lute..?" Strell turned to Linalyn, smiling while adjusting his feather tipped hat that he adored so much. Knowing that it would annoy Linalyn, he played with the feather a bit longer than necessary before placing the hat squarely on his head with a silly grin plastered to his face. "What are we here for again, by the way? I would really like to know, there is no way I'm going to make it in time to the tavern to play my music if I am stuck in this dusty building." Strell crossed his arms and looked out the window beside Linalyn, curious as to what was going on that they needed to be stuck in this run-down space.
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