The Sphinx of Morning: The Killing Floor

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Chara is standing next to the bar, downing bottles of cheap ale at a fast pace. Her eyes are unfocused and glazed, and she looks very very drunk. Her face is paleish green, and today she's wearing a blood red suit with black pants and a dirty black tie. The suit is ripped yet elegant, and was probably once grand. The shirt she wears underneath is a pale red, with a rose tucked into her pocket. 

Mal stands next to Chara, looking warily at her and writing something down on his notepad at a fast pace. He has already filled a few books full of notes, and is currently writing in another with a dark green cover. His wavy blonde hair that is usually tied into a ponytail is tied into a tangled bun today, as if he was in too much of a hurry to brush it, and hair dangles limply from it, having slipped out without him noticing or caring. Today he wears a simple tunic and trousers, lightweight just in case there's heat, but he has a red sweater tied around his waist. With a grunt, he finishes writing, and shoves the book in his backpack, filled with books and notebooks. 

 

 Immerral walks up. her armor gleaming as ever, her hair in a long braid down her back. her sword is sheathed, her shield is on her back, and her gauntlets are on her belt.

"mal" she nods in greeting

 "Immerral!" He says, delighted. "Pleased to see you." 

 "and you as well. how are you keeping?"

 "I am doing perfectly fine. I plan on signing up for the Killing Floor today, and then taking a trip to the library." 

*:P*

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Chara is standing next to the bar, downing bottles of cheap ale at a fast pace. Her eyes are unfocused and glazed, and she looks very very drunk. Her face is paleish green, and today she's wearing a blood red suit with black pants and a dirty black tie. The suit is ripped yet elegant, and was probably once grand. The shirt she wears underneath is a pale red, with a rose tucked into her pocket. 

Mal stands next to Chara, looking warily at her and writing something down on his notepad at a fast pace. He has already filled a few books full of notes, and is currently writing in another with a dark green cover. His wavy blonde hair that is usually tied into a ponytail is tied into a tangled bun today, as if he was in too much of a hurry to brush it, and hair dangles limply from it, having slipped out without him noticing or caring. Today he wears a simple tunic and trousers, lightweight just in case there's heat, but he has a red sweater tied around his waist. With a grunt, he finishes writing, and shoves the book in his backpack, filled with books and notebooks. 

 

 Immerral walks up. her armor gleaming as ever, her hair in a long braid down her back. her sword is sheathed, her shield is on her back, and her gauntlets are on her belt.

"mal" she nods in greeting

 "Immerral!" He says, delighted. "Pleased to see you." 

 "and you as well. how are you keeping?"

 "I am doing perfectly fine. I plan on signing up for the Killing Floor today, and then taking a trip to the library." 

 "that sounds exellent. have you eaten yet?"

 "Not yet, no." 

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*:P*

 

 *glad to see you're still around*

 *I got a new dude, he totally isn't weird and uses corpses to disguise himself*

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*:P*

 

 *glad to see you're still around*

 *I got a new dude, he totally isn't weird and uses corpses to disguise himself*

 *here, or elsewhere?*

 *It's for here he's going to be very interesting*

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*:P*

 

 *glad to see you're still around*

 *I got a new dude, he totally isn't weird and uses corpses to disguise himself*

 *here, or elsewhere?*

 *It's for here he's going to be very interesting*

 *Immerral's gonna hate him too, if she ever finds out what his bit is*

 *Immerral would probably never even realize he is disguised, he is also a changling and has a crap ton of illusion spells*

Castor is outside of the Sphinx setting up a small shop with various wares

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 Her hands instinctively wrap around the halberd as it is handed to her, but she does no move to do anything with it. 

 she takes quick stock of her, checking for any injuries

 even though her clothing is shredded and she’s covered in blood, the woman can’t find any injuries typically found on warriors, at least not now. Make a medicine check. 

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 Under one of the costume’s sleeves, she sees a barely healed tattoo covering the woman’s entire arm, depicting thorny vines wrapping around the limb. It’s barely visible in direct light, and the ink looks very metallic. 

 "do you need healing? you can just nod"

 With a lot of effort, she shakes her head sideways. 

 "okay. good. do you need some rest?"

 “…rest…” she barely whispers, with a heavy accent 

*:P*

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Castor is outside of the Sphinx setting up a small shop with various wares

 Chara walks up to the  shop and starts inspecting. 

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Chara is standing next to the bar, downing bottles of cheap ale at a fast pace. Her eyes are unfocused and glazed, and she looks very very drunk. Her face is paleish green, and today she's wearing a blood red suit with black pants and a dirty black tie. The suit is ripped yet elegant, and was probably once grand. The shirt she wears underneath is a pale red, with a rose tucked into her pocket. 

Mal stands next to Chara, looking warily at her and writing something down on his notepad at a fast pace. He has already filled a few books full of notes, and is currently writing in another with a dark green cover. His wavy blonde hair that is usually tied into a ponytail is tied into a tangled bun today, as if he was in too much of a hurry to brush it, and hair dangles limply from it, having slipped out without him noticing or caring. Today he wears a simple tunic and trousers, lightweight just in case there's heat, but he has a red sweater tied around his waist. With a grunt, he finishes writing, and shoves the book in his backpack, filled with books and notebooks. 

 

 Immerral walks up. her armor gleaming as ever, her hair in a long braid down her back. her sword is sheathed, her shield is on her back, and her gauntlets are on her belt.

"mal" she nods in greeting

 "Immerral!" He says, delighted. "Pleased to see you." 

 "and you as well. how are you keeping?"

 "I am doing perfectly fine. I plan on signing up for the Killing Floor today, and then taking a trip to the library." 

 "that sounds exellent. have you eaten yet?"

 "Not yet, no." 

 "allow me to buy you breakfast"

 "Oh! Thank you! You're very kind. I will certainly repay the favor once I have enough money." 

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Castor is outside of the Sphinx setting up a small shop with various wares

 Chara walks up to the  shop and starts inspecting. 

 Castor turns around and smiles, "Welcome, dear customer, to the wondrous shop. My name is Castor. What is yours?"

*:P*

*should I create an archive or something for this?*