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Cuth thats an interesting thought about Adella but she seemed like that in 2 broke girls as well and flipped scum so I need more time with that before I am sure either way.

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  On 6/6/2017 at 4:37 PM, Shad_ said:

I don't know who that is so I'm going to assume he's a werewolf.  :ph34r:

 

 

G.T.F.O.

 

Really?

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  On 6/6/2017 at 7:54 PM, Shad_ said:

I thought Adella was more solvey in 2 Broke GIrls than in Peg + Cat though. :wacko:

Good point... I watched peg and cat from the dead thread some.

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  On 6/6/2017 at 7:17 PM, Killashandra said:

Only based on other stories people have told here and there really Shad. You are a clever guy and I dont want to insta trust the folks I really have a town bias on just yet. 

 

He is?

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  On 6/6/2017 at 7:54 PM, Shad_ said:

I thought Adella was more solvey in 2 Broke GIrls than in Peg + Cat though. :wacko:

In my defense, 2 broke girls was easier to follow too

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E James Todd

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-sneaks into the game- Don't mind me, just dropping off some story bits for people that care to read it, more to come, move along. -scuttles back out-

 

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When Ajani’s foot cleared he snapped the way to the Void shut behind him, breathing in the humid air that nestled over the dense foliage like a comforting blanket. Strictly speaking there was no need to shut off passage so quickly, but ever since the Conflux years prior when all the shards had reconnected there had been strange creatures advancing on his home. He did not seek to give them any chance to acquire even stranger powers.

 

Unstrapping his double-bladed axe and holding it comfortably in his paw he stepped lightly into the underbrush, having a care to move as swiftly as the foliage allowed. He could feel the familiar pulse of life and residual magic surrounding him, pooling into wild channels and breathing life into the vivacious forest. There might be absolutely nothing different between mana of other planes and those of Alara, but he could not help but feel welcomed by the rush of energies. Even the out-of-place presence of blue and black mana was still a better balm to him than the alien configurations of other planes. It had been too long since he had returned home; would that it were for a less dire reason.

 

He chanced a glance backward to his traveling companions. Garruk and Sarkhan were both silently competing to see which of them could ignore the other completely, whereas Tamiyo had already unpacked a blank book and began furiously scribbling away. Ajani shook his head. He could not even save his home without watching over the cubs as they squabbled. “We must move,” he announced, beckoning to them all. “Our destination is yet leagues ahead of us, and we need to clear the gargantuans’ migration paths.”

 

Garruk grunted an assent, moving deeper into the underbrush without a second look back. A moment later Sarkhan followed behind, eyes upturned to the canopy above them. He seemed to be muttering to himself about dragons, but from what Ajani had heard that was nothing out of the ordinary for the man. He waited a beat longer, still waiting for the soratami to join them, before planting his axe in the ground. “Tamiyo,” he growled, “this is not the time for notetaking. Come.”

 

The truthseeker blinked several times before acquiescing, quickly binding the journal to her side and looking about nervously. After ensuring she was actually following the group and not getting sidetracked once more, Ajani hefted his double-axe over his shoulder and caught up with the other two. He pointed toward a distant mountain range, in front of which was a barely visible plume of smoke. “We make for the foot of the mountains, in the southern Cloud Forest. Our path leads south at first, to a shallower river-crossing, and then swings back north. It will be nearly two days to reach our destination, near one of the ancient obelisks. If we’re lucky, nothing will notice our presence.”

 

Sarkhan broke off a frond of nearby fern irritably. “Why so far away?” he challenged. “Surely we could have arrived closer to the site of this incursion.”

 

Ajani shook his head, sojourning onward. “If the Phyrexians have learned how to travel between planes, then they may have also learned how to find them instead of blindly seeking them out. I would not take that risk. Would you put Tarkir within their grasp?”

 

A grim countenance settled over the shaman, and he turned once more to the skies. “I see your point,” he admitted, chastised. He fell silent, keeping pace with Tamiyo beside him. Behind them Garruk held the rear, hand lightly holding his own axe as he observed the world beneath his helmet.

 

Ajani settled into the lead once more, turning his thoughts inward. He worried for the future of Naya, of all of Alara truly. That the Phyrexians had found his home first was simple misfortune, so there was nothing for it but to fight them back. Fight, and hope that the party on Mirrodin-that-was could destroy their foul means of spreading the Glistening Oil. He pondered Jace’s parting words to him. Were there truly those with ill intent among them? How careful did he have to be of his companions? Or was the mindspeaker merely toying with him, as he had with others?

 

He stifled his irritation, focusing on the path before them. There was no use in worrying on what could happen. Putting the gnawing concerns beside for now he moved an overgrown leaf out of the way, pressing onward toward their goal.

 

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Garruk could not help but feel ill at ease as they made their way sloping ever downward. The leonin kept casting sidelong glances at them, as if to make certain they had not wandered off or tried to bludgeon each other to death. It made for uncomfortable travel, not that he expected more from those claiming to be “civilized;” yet even he felt as if his skin itched from the tension as the sound of running water grew closer. He cast out his mind to the surrounding forest, seeking for allies he might call upon in need. To his surprise he found many more strange and marvelous creatures, some of a size and presence far greater than most he had encountered before. “The large creatures,” he called out to Ajani, making the leonin’s head turn. “What did you say they were known as?”

 

“Gargantuans,” came the answer as his double-bladed axe hummed through a thick stalk before him. “They roam where they will, and we are content to let them do so.”

 

He chanced a throaty laugh. “You mean to tell me that there are none who would try and tame them?”

 

Ajani shrugged, slicing through another patch of dense leaves. “Would you attempt to stand next to the typhoon? Would you bring down the landslide on your head? There are plenty who have tried, Wildspeaker, but none that have succeeded.”

 

Garruk nodded to himself. He was surprised by the pragmatism of the residents of this jungle, but he would never admit such a thing aloud. “Do you suppose any of the creatures of this jungle would come if called?”

 

The leonin’s ear twitched, the product of some insect nuisance, and he gave another look to him. “I truly do not know. Most would likely ignore you – the small, because they do not know what you are, the large because they ignore the small. If the need is great I would not discourage you, but look to your own strength first.”

 

He let them travel in silence after that, and none seemed inclined to break it. It was not the answer he had hoped for, but nature would not suffer those who whined about equality. It was. The itching sensation returned, crawling up his limbs, and he gripped the haft of his axe for comfort. At least there was not far to go before the river; they were practically swimming in the water kicked up from its frothing.

 

As they cleared a wide tree trunk they saw the river for the first time. Towering high above them on redstone cliffs the flow fell downward, breaking apart on the jagged teeth of the rocks below. The great rapids gave way not far from where they stood to a shallow ford, at the convergence of a few game trails. Beside the river, along its banks and upon every conceivable surface that sat in sunlight, grew every kind of flowering plant imaginable. Bright red labiatae, pale cream orchids, vibrant blue and yellow morning glories, slick green-black lichens, and other vines, flowers, fruits, and mosses for which he had no name. They fought for every speck of dirt, every mote of sunlight, competing and yet each thriving for it, lapping up the nourishing waters as they rippled to the shores and past the rocks.

 

In front of him Sarkhan exhaled breathily. “Never did I think to find anything that would challenge the beauty of the dragons’ form,” he murmured. “This...this comes incredibly close to that majesty.”

 

Unphased by the sight, Ajani pushed forward. “Step closely behind. There isn’t time enough to teach you which thorns are poisonous, and which will merely hurt.” Without another thought he waded to the shallows, motioning for them to continue as they weaved through the growth. The pale one, Tamiyo, hefted up the edge of her half-cloak and, with one hand on her journal, crossed as swiftly as she could behind, nervously eyeing every growth that came near her. Sarkhan followed swiftly after, and Garruk came immediately behind the shaman. He barely noticed the flow of the water, though it still tugged at his feet and tried to coax them to slip out from underneath him. He took care to set his weight firmly, using the mass of his body to counter the pull of the water.

 

As they neared the other side of the ford a great crash resounded through the woods. White birds took to the skies in front of the sound, and the very trees shook with the force. Ajani held up his paw, crouching low to the ground. “Be still,” he commanded, “and very very quiet.” He said no more, keeping his eye trained on the tree line as the strain of crashing lumber neared them with each passing heartbeat, until the reverberations traveled through Garruk’s body.

 

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Three trunks thudded into the soft river loam as a massive creature stepped out. Thick brown fur covered its hide, and along its spine were gray bony protrusions. Its feet had razor-sharp claws that dug into the topsoil, and its head appeared to be protected in the same gray carapace. Two massive horns curved around in front of its face, and as it adjusted to the brighter light its red eyes focused on the party.

 

Ever so slowly, Garruk adjusted the grip on his weapon to bring it to a battle stance. He would take no pleasure in harming a creature so magnificent as this, but if it came to a choice between his goal and its preference he would not be made the path of least resistance.

Nynaeve Spam Master

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  On 6/5/2017 at 8:45 PM, LedZepMan said:

Dibs on Nicol Bolas!

 

And [v]Wes[/v], cuz it's been a long time.

 

You guys on a first name basis? That's precious.

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  On 6/5/2017 at 8:47 PM, WolfbrotherKronos said:

 

  On 6/5/2017 at 8:45 PM, LedZepMan said:

Dibs on Nicol Bolas!

 

And [v]Wes[/v], cuz it's been a long time.

Who's Wes?

 

 

sssshhh, it's called AA for a reason.

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  On 6/6/2017 at 8:15 PM, Killashandra said:

 

  On 6/6/2017 at 8:04 PM, Nynaeve said:

:hopper:

Os this a confession already Nyn?

 

 

:bela:

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  On 6/6/2017 at 8:05 PM, Nynaeve said:

 

  On 6/6/2017 at 7:17 PM, Killashandra said:

Only based on other stories people have told here and there really Shad. You are a clever guy and I dont want to insta trust the folks I really have a town bias on just yet.

He is?

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Nyn to pretty much everyone.

Nynaeve Spam Master

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  On 6/6/2017 at 12:25 AM, Adella said:

Technically Wes is short for DPR if you know your Princess Bride.

 

[V]Kronos[/v]

 

Playing at not knowing your nerd lore? Or you've actually never seen it? Either way it's scummy.

 

horrible movie

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  On 6/6/2017 at 2:42 AM, Shanti said:

Did I finally get here when everyone decided to not be? *sad face*

 

No, we're just ignoring you.

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BFG

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  On 6/6/2017 at 1:41 PM, WolfbrotherKronos said:

 

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You seem to think she's overplaying the pep - as if trying to appear to be using peppy-meta?

Like the early engagement, what do you think of shanti so far?

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  On 6/6/2017 at 3:48 PM, Shad_ said:

 

  On 6/6/2017 at 10:11 AM, BFG said:

@Shad why tell Tigs what you're looking for regarding her scum play?

It's nothing I didn't say after the last game ended like one week ago, except more vague here.

Yes, but it's the sort of thing I'd expect from Zander not you :unsure:

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  On 6/6/2017 at 4:02 PM, Shad_ said:

I routinely ask for links to games as a wolf because it's easy appearances and I don't have to more than 30 second skim them to have a baseline when I'm not actually concerned with alignments. Cass is villageryish because she's Cassing, not going to worry about her at this point.

 

That being said DL is in just a little over 24 hours so more content from most of you would be quite nice. My wtl is exactly not Cass or Shanti right now.

Ok to clarify, the point isn't that she asked for links it's that she (tried to) do the research before the links were given

 

Agree she's being Cassy <3 in general

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  On 6/6/2017 at 8:49 PM, BFG said:

 

  On 6/6/2017 at 4:02 PM, Shad_ said:

I routinely ask for links to games as a wolf because it's easy appearances and I don't have to more than 30 second skim them to have a baseline when I'm not actually concerned with alignments. Cass is villageryish because she's Cassing, not going to worry about her at this point.

 

That being said DL is in just a little over 24 hours so more content from most of you would be quite nice. My wtl is exactly not Cass or Shanti right now.

Ok to clarify, the point isn't that she asked for links it's that she (tried to) do the research before the links were given

 

Agree she's being Cassy <3 in general

If you thought that was my point why aren't you pressing it?

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