Phoenix is walking down the street alone trying to fix a broken wrist flamethrower.
You see a muscular-looking leonin with half-plate armor and a ornate greataxe walk past you.
Phoenix looks at him and mutters, "Civilian."
The leonin doesn't even glance at him as he continues walking, as though the man didn't even exist or matter.
As you continue walking by, you see a street sweeper truck driving towards you at a glacial pace. The side of the truck also has a 'Hyde Co.' logo on it, and a robot driving the truck can be seen through the front window.
He grunted at the sight, looking at it as it passed by. He seems to have decided something, because he grabs onto the back of the truck and goes to ride it, maybe to just see more of the city with less effort.
After a while, a buzzing sound comes from the front seat of the sweeper, and then a beep.
The sweeper abruptly starts to turn around, and heads in the opposite direction it was going, this time at a much quicker pace.
He climbs up to the top of the vehicle, standing on his feet as he waits for it to take him to it's destination.
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Iados is on the side of the street, trying to avoid anything unfamiliar, which is everything
Fodel is in the middle of the street reading a book
The two of them spy a street sweeper approaching them at a fast pace, with a leonin in half plate standing on top of it. The driver seems to be a robot of some sort.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Iados is on the side of the street, trying to avoid anything unfamiliar, which is everything
Fodel is in the middle of the street reading a book
The two of them spy a street sweeper approaching them at a fast pace, with a leonin in half plate standing on top of it. The driver seems to be a robot of some sort.
Fodel doesn't react untill the street sweeper is right on top of him, and he seemingly casts misty step on accident, moving away
Phoenix is looking for something or someone that looks friendly.
After a ways of walking, you see a building that doesn't look completely abandoned. A little neon sign above the entrance reads 'O'Loren's'.
Phoenix shrugs and walks in. He keeps his hand near his sidearm in case of trouble.
The inside looks like a convenience store, with bright florescent lights and shelves of all sorts of stuff. A bored-looking orc sits behind a cash register, magazine in hand, not noticing you entering.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Iados is on the side of the street, trying to avoid anything unfamiliar, which is everything
Fodel is in the middle of the street reading a book
The two of them spy a street sweeper approaching them at a fast pace, with a leonin in half plate standing on top of it. The driver seems to be a robot of some sort.
Fodel doesn't react untill the street sweeper is right on top of him, and he seemingly casts misty step on accident, moving away
As he appears on the sidewalk, he catches a glimpse of the logo on the side of the truck: 'Hyde Co.'
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Iados is on the side of the street, trying to avoid anything unfamiliar, which is everything
Fodel is in the middle of the street reading a book
The two of them spy a street sweeper approaching them at a fast pace, with a leonin in half plate standing on top of it. The driver seems to be a robot of some sort.
Fodel doesn't react untill the street sweeper is right on top of him, and he seemingly casts misty step on accident, moving away
As he appears on the sidewalk, he catches a glimpse of the logo on the side of the truck: 'Hyde Co.'
Fodel dimension doors on top of the street sweeper
Phoenix is looking for something or someone that looks friendly.
After a ways of walking, you see a building that doesn't look completely abandoned. A little neon sign above the entrance reads 'O'Loren's'.
Phoenix shrugs and walks in. He keeps his hand near his sidearm in case of trouble.
The inside looks like a convenience store, with bright florescent lights and shelves of all sorts of stuff. A bored-looking orc sits behind a cash register, magazine in hand, not noticing you entering.
Phoenix sighs and walks up to the counter. "Hey dude. Got anything that can fix a broken wrist flamethrower?"
Phoenix is walking down the street alone trying to fix a broken wrist flamethrower.
You see a muscular-looking leonin with half-plate armor and a ornate greataxe walk past you.
Phoenix looks at him and mutters, "Civilian."
The leonin doesn't even glance at him as he continues walking, as though the man didn't even exist or matter.
As you continue walking by, you see a street sweeper truck driving towards you at a glacial pace. The side of the truck also has a 'Hyde Co.' logo on it, and a robot driving the truck can be seen through the front window.
He grunted at the sight, looking at it as it passed by. He seems to have decided something, because he grabs onto the back of the truck and goes to ride it, maybe to just see more of the city with less effort.
After a while, a buzzing sound comes from the front seat of the sweeper, and then a beep.
The sweeper abruptly starts to turn around, and heads in the opposite direction it was going, this time at a much quicker pace.
He climbs up to the top of the vehicle, standing on his feet as he waits for it to take him to it's destination.
The sweeper passes by a man reading a book on the sidewalk. After you think it passed them, they magically appear sitting on top of the truck with you.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix is walking down the street alone trying to fix a broken wrist flamethrower.
You see a muscular-looking leonin with half-plate armor and a ornate greataxe walk past you.
Phoenix looks at him and mutters, "Civilian."
The leonin doesn't even glance at him as he continues walking, as though the man didn't even exist or matter.
As you continue walking by, you see a street sweeper truck driving towards you at a glacial pace. The side of the truck also has a 'Hyde Co.' logo on it, and a robot driving the truck can be seen through the front window.
He grunted at the sight, looking at it as it passed by. He seems to have decided something, because he grabs onto the back of the truck and goes to ride it, maybe to just see more of the city with less effort.
After a while, a buzzing sound comes from the front seat of the sweeper, and then a beep.
The sweeper abruptly starts to turn around, and heads in the opposite direction it was going, this time at a much quicker pace.
He climbs up to the top of the vehicle, standing on his feet as he waits for it to take him to it's destination.
The sweeper passes by a man reading a book on the sidewalk. After you think it passed them, they magically appear sitting on top of the truck with you.
The leonin only glances at the man, grunting and turning to look forwards again, "Evening."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Phoenix is looking for something or someone that looks friendly.
After a ways of walking, you see a building that doesn't look completely abandoned. A little neon sign above the entrance reads 'O'Loren's'.
Phoenix shrugs and walks in. He keeps his hand near his sidearm in case of trouble.
The inside looks like a convenience store, with bright florescent lights and shelves of all sorts of stuff. A bored-looking orc sits behind a cash register, magazine in hand, not noticing you entering.
Phoenix sighs and walks up to the counter. "Hey dude. Got anything that can fix a broken wrist flamethrower?"
The man immediately looks concerned, whispering loudly to you as they put away their magazine. "Dude, keep it down! You can't just go around asking for weapon stuff in Hyde turf!"
They then speak much more loudly, as if to avoid suspicion. "Oh, I'm sorry sir. I think we have some of those toothbrushes back in the storeroom, though! Let me take you there." He winks as he gets up from his chair and unlocks the 'Employees Only' door.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix is walking down the street alone trying to fix a broken wrist flamethrower.
You see a muscular-looking leonin with half-plate armor and a ornate greataxe walk past you.
Phoenix looks at him and mutters, "Civilian."
The leonin doesn't even glance at him as he continues walking, as though the man didn't even exist or matter.
As you continue walking by, you see a street sweeper truck driving towards you at a glacial pace. The side of the truck also has a 'Hyde Co.' logo on it, and a robot driving the truck can be seen through the front window.
He grunted at the sight, looking at it as it passed by. He seems to have decided something, because he grabs onto the back of the truck and goes to ride it, maybe to just see more of the city with less effort.
After a while, a buzzing sound comes from the front seat of the sweeper, and then a beep.
The sweeper abruptly starts to turn around, and heads in the opposite direction it was going, this time at a much quicker pace.
He climbs up to the top of the vehicle, standing on his feet as he waits for it to take him to it's destination.
The sweeper passes by a man reading a book on the sidewalk. After you think it passed them, they magically appear sitting on top of the truck with you.
The leonin only glances at the man, grunting and turning to look forwards again, "Evening."
Phoenix is walking down the street alone trying to fix a broken wrist flamethrower.
You see a muscular-looking leonin with half-plate armor and a ornate greataxe walk past you.
Phoenix looks at him and mutters, "Civilian."
The leonin doesn't even glance at him as he continues walking, as though the man didn't even exist or matter.
As you continue walking by, you see a street sweeper truck driving towards you at a glacial pace. The side of the truck also has a 'Hyde Co.' logo on it, and a robot driving the truck can be seen through the front window.
He grunted at the sight, looking at it as it passed by. He seems to have decided something, because he grabs onto the back of the truck and goes to ride it, maybe to just see more of the city with less effort.
After a while, a buzzing sound comes from the front seat of the sweeper, and then a beep.
The sweeper abruptly starts to turn around, and heads in the opposite direction it was going, this time at a much quicker pace.
He climbs up to the top of the vehicle, standing on his feet as he waits for it to take him to it's destination.
The sweeper passes by a man reading a book on the sidewalk. After you think it passed them, they magically appear sitting on top of the truck with you.
The leonin only glances at the man, grunting and turning to look forwards again, "Evening."
"Morning"
The leonin stands in silence, letting the vehicle carry them.
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Phoenix is looking for something or someone that looks friendly.
After a ways of walking, you see a building that doesn't look completely abandoned. A little neon sign above the entrance reads 'O'Loren's'.
Phoenix shrugs and walks in. He keeps his hand near his sidearm in case of trouble.
The inside looks like a convenience store, with bright florescent lights and shelves of all sorts of stuff. A bored-looking orc sits behind a cash register, magazine in hand, not noticing you entering.
Phoenix sighs and walks up to the counter. "Hey dude. Got anything that can fix a broken wrist flamethrower?"
The man immediately looks concerned, whispering loudly to you as they put away their magazine. "Dude, keep it down! You can't just go around asking for weapon stuff in Hyde turf!"
They then speak much more loudly, as if to avoid suspicion. "Oh, I'm sorry sir. I think we have some of those toothbrushes back in the storeroom, though! Let me take you there." He winks as he gets up from his chair and unlocks the 'Employees Only' door.
Phoenix is walking down the street alone trying to fix a broken wrist flamethrower.
You see a muscular-looking leonin with half-plate armor and a ornate greataxe walk past you.
Phoenix looks at him and mutters, "Civilian."
The leonin doesn't even glance at him as he continues walking, as though the man didn't even exist or matter.
As you continue walking by, you see a street sweeper truck driving towards you at a glacial pace. The side of the truck also has a 'Hyde Co.' logo on it, and a robot driving the truck can be seen through the front window.
He grunted at the sight, looking at it as it passed by. He seems to have decided something, because he grabs onto the back of the truck and goes to ride it, maybe to just see more of the city with less effort.
After a while, a buzzing sound comes from the front seat of the sweeper, and then a beep.
The sweeper abruptly starts to turn around, and heads in the opposite direction it was going, this time at a much quicker pace.
He climbs up to the top of the vehicle, standing on his feet as he waits for it to take him to it's destination.
The sweeper passes by a man reading a book on the sidewalk. After you think it passed them, they magically appear sitting on top of the truck with you.
The leonin only glances at the man, grunting and turning to look forwards again, "Evening."
"Morning"
The leonin stands in silence, letting the vehicle carry them.
Fodel goes back to reading his extremely thick spell book
Phoenix is looking for something or someone that looks friendly.
After a ways of walking, you see a building that doesn't look completely abandoned. A little neon sign above the entrance reads 'O'Loren's'.
Phoenix shrugs and walks in. He keeps his hand near his sidearm in case of trouble.
The inside looks like a convenience store, with bright florescent lights and shelves of all sorts of stuff. A bored-looking orc sits behind a cash register, magazine in hand, not noticing you entering.
Phoenix sighs and walks up to the counter. "Hey dude. Got anything that can fix a broken wrist flamethrower?"
The man immediately looks concerned, whispering loudly to you as they put away their magazine. "Dude, keep it down! You can't just go around asking for weapon stuff in Hyde turf!"
They then speak much more loudly, as if to avoid suspicion. "Oh, I'm sorry sir. I think we have some of those toothbrushes back in the storeroom, though! Let me take you there." He winks as he gets up from his chair and unlocks the 'Employees Only' door.
Phoenix follows him with a smile.
The door leads directly to a rickety elevator. The door closes behind the two of you, and O'Lean presses a button. "Get comfy. It's a long ride down."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix is looking for something or someone that looks friendly.
After a ways of walking, you see a building that doesn't look completely abandoned. A little neon sign above the entrance reads 'O'Loren's'.
Phoenix shrugs and walks in. He keeps his hand near his sidearm in case of trouble.
The inside looks like a convenience store, with bright florescent lights and shelves of all sorts of stuff. A bored-looking orc sits behind a cash register, magazine in hand, not noticing you entering.
Phoenix sighs and walks up to the counter. "Hey dude. Got anything that can fix a broken wrist flamethrower?"
The man immediately looks concerned, whispering loudly to you as they put away their magazine. "Dude, keep it down! You can't just go around asking for weapon stuff in Hyde turf!"
They then speak much more loudly, as if to avoid suspicion. "Oh, I'm sorry sir. I think we have some of those toothbrushes back in the storeroom, though! Let me take you there." He winks as he gets up from his chair and unlocks the 'Employees Only' door.
Phoenix follows him with a smile.
The door leads directly to a rickety elevator. The door closes behind the two of you, and O'Lean presses a button. "Get comfy. It's a long ride down."
Phoenix nods and stands at attention. "Permission to speak freely?"
As you and the man with the book cruise around on the sweeper's back, it eventually leaves the abandoned district, and heads into a much more lively city.
The sidewalks are crowded with people, and the streets are constantly buzzing with traffic. Numerous neon signs hang from every available surface, and the buildings themselves are made of concrete and smooth steel plating. The roads are not bare asphalt, but painted with intricate patterns and stunning mosaics. Welcome to City 74: The Prismatic District.
But the street sweeper continues through this, towards a tower of twisting steel that looms in the distance. The Hyde Co. logo is proudly displayed at the skyscraper's top.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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He climbs up to the top of the vehicle, standing on his feet as he waits for it to take him to it's destination.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
After a ways of walking, you see a building that doesn't look completely abandoned. A little neon sign above the entrance reads 'O'Loren's'.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Phoenix shrugs and walks in. He keeps his hand near his sidearm in case of trouble.
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The two of them spy a street sweeper approaching them at a fast pace, with a leonin in half plate standing on top of it. The driver seems to be a robot of some sort.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Fodel doesn't react untill the street sweeper is right on top of him, and he seemingly casts misty step on accident, moving away
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The inside looks like a convenience store, with bright florescent lights and shelves of all sorts of stuff. A bored-looking orc sits behind a cash register, magazine in hand, not noticing you entering.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
As he appears on the sidewalk, he catches a glimpse of the logo on the side of the truck: 'Hyde Co.'
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Fodel dimension doors on top of the street sweeper
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Phoenix sighs and walks up to the counter. "Hey dude. Got anything that can fix a broken wrist flamethrower?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
The sweeper passes by a man reading a book on the sidewalk. After you think it passed them, they magically appear sitting on top of the truck with you.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The leonin only glances at the man, grunting and turning to look forwards again, "Evening."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
The man immediately looks concerned, whispering loudly to you as they put away their magazine. "Dude, keep it down! You can't just go around asking for weapon stuff in Hyde turf!"
They then speak much more loudly, as if to avoid suspicion. "Oh, I'm sorry sir. I think we have some of those toothbrushes back in the storeroom, though! Let me take you there." He winks as he gets up from his chair and unlocks the 'Employees Only' door.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Morning"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The leonin stands in silence, letting the vehicle carry them.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Phoenix follows him with a smile.
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Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Fodel goes back to reading his extremely thick spell book
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The door leads directly to a rickety elevator. The door closes behind the two of you, and O'Lean presses a button. "Get comfy. It's a long ride down."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix nods and stands at attention. "Permission to speak freely?"
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
As you and the man with the book cruise around on the sweeper's back, it eventually leaves the abandoned district, and heads into a much more lively city.
The sidewalks are crowded with people, and the streets are constantly buzzing with traffic. Numerous neon signs hang from every available surface, and the buildings themselves are made of concrete and smooth steel plating. The roads are not bare asphalt, but painted with intricate patterns and stunning mosaics. Welcome to City 74: The Prismatic District.
But the street sweeper continues through this, towards a tower of twisting steel that looms in the distance. The Hyde Co. logo is proudly displayed at the skyscraper's top.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)