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155. Off the MapIt was so early not even the birds were awake yet. The sun hadnt begun to taint the horizon with its light and every star still glittered on the black backdrop. They would soon be overcome with the sun though. Midnight had come and gone. The sweet scent of spring, of gathering dew, and the general life than vibrated around the elf let him know the time more accurately than the lack of light. The night creatures were starting to turn in. Soon enough, birds would begin to sing.155. Off the Map
The moon provided enough light that the assassin did not need any lamp. Dressed casually in a black shirt and pants, he silently made his way out of


140. ShadeThe bar was, as usual, relatively busy. Through the minimal light, clusters of Lyrs most disreputable people had gathered in a common gloom to drink, gamble, and relax. This was a frequent haunt, so the amount of people within the dark establishment didnt really bother him. It was reputed to be a bad spot, a cliché dark refuge where murderers, thieves, and dealers dwelt. Whores punctuated the hazed room, passing through the cloud of weed smoke as though it were nothing. Considering where they lived, it was doubtful theyd even manage a contact buzz from the faintly blue smoke.140. Shade
Everyone here made no effort t


017. BloodThere was something to be said of power, and how utterly addictive and thrilling it was. The oppressive heat of the street, the stench of the filth that cluttered the cobblestones was secondary to the thick sense of dread that radiated off of every person, demon or undead, that looked their way. Not only did they pale, but scampered out of the way. That sort of fear, the type that made souls flee at the mere sight of their nightmare, was simply too addicting. Too appealing, and fuck all amazing. The whole street seemed alive with the terror of what their presence meant.017. Blood
Two creatures moved down the middle of the cramp


166. Alternate EndingThe crack of lightning illuminated the estate, cast the dark stone into a brighter flash that painted it a pale blue. Not that Garret really needed the brief flicker of light. As a vampire, the darkness was home. But the lightening did add some color to his otherwise bleak setting. The rain obscured quite a bit, leaving him to guess as to the real size of the building before him. With the fast, hard way the droplets fell from the black clouds, it created a sheet that was near impossible to see through at a distance.166. Alternate Ending
He wanted to leave. Something about the place set him on edge. Or, more likely, the womans intentions for th
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My friend recently started a club called Jack of all trades
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"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass.... It's about learning how to dance in the rain"
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Wow, stories and Aion characters huh? I may have to poke around.
I never really got into Aion sadly, but I'm not sure if I really gave it that much of a chance...
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