Riku's sitting at a table near the front, his boots plopped on the desk, writing furiously in a notebook ( Read more... )

An emaciated figure teleports in, arriving right in front of the door, and walks to the Bar. It looks relatively pleased with itself, as much as any expression can be seen from inside the hood of its robe. When it sits down on a barstool it requests, "A potion of booze, please," and puts a heavy gold coin down almost before the potion-bottle (full ( Read more... )

Belar settles down at one of the tables and puts up his usual sign:

ANSWERING PRAYERS
BACK IN 15 MINUTES

SECURITY STAFFER ON DUTY AFTER THATand settles back to wait as the counter decrements itself. When you can answer prayers with your eyes closed (and not just in the 'ahahahaha no' sense, either), you can pretty much answer prayers anywhere ( Read more... )

It is impossible for Medusa to sneak up on anyone - between the rustling of her snakes and the constant chiming her golden feathers moving against each other, the gorgon walks in a world filled with something not unlike music ( Read more... )

Famine is still here. Famine is still here and still confused. Famine is still here, still confused, and only just now beginning to realize there is no array of items to choose from or shopkeeper to say how much each item costs ( Read more... )

The door opens on a heavenly temple filled with divine radiance. After a few moments, Famine teleports to just inside the door and carefully closes it behind itself. When it turns around, though, it stops and frowns. "This isn't Njezjin's!" the Rider says, confused and aggravated ( Read more... )