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Thread: Welcome one and all to Evora Online - [Kina & TheFreeman

Here he was at level one leaving the city for the first time and the what else does he see but something that both captivates the mind and the body. The woman carrying the bow was something special as well, but it was the weapon that was drawing him in. Feeling that he had no choice but try and take a closer look at the bow he made his way right for her. As he came within ten feet he lifted his hands palm up before him and openly proclaim his affection for the specimen that he had chanced upon. Where did you find such an interesting looking bow? Really, he wished he had a bow that looked half as cool when he was studying archery while growing up. Sure, in the real world such a cumbersome thing would have hurt more than it helped, but he would have looking amazing while failing. And I haven't a bow even half as fine, he said as he lazily reached behind him and present his much plainer bow. Interacting with strangers hadn't been part of the plan. Mostly he wasted to get out of the city and get a handle on how different it was to use a bow in the game than it had been in the real world. And he also was hoping that his real world skills would present him with an advantage that most others would lake when handling that kind of weapon. Mind if I take a look at what you have there?
Thread: Welcome one and all to Evora Online - [Kina & TheFreeman

Morgan gasped when Hayato spoke so close to her. She leaped to create a distance only to see he was simply starstruck with her bow. Oh this? This is a bow from the Heretic Weapon series dropped by a boss in one of the closed beta quests. It's called 'Heretic's Wings' It should still be possible to get the weapon, but you'd need an airship to get access to it. Morgan quickly lowered her guard after taking a closer look. Clearly a novice, nothing to worry about. Ooh hey you're new! That's great!! But erm...You're gonna get wrecked here. The Eastern gate has like monsters and junk in their lv.40s She said before chuckling. If you'd like I could show you where you should start off? Take you to the southern gate, That's where beginners should start off She said with a cheerful smile.
Thread: Welcome one and all to Evora Online - [Kina & TheFreeman

Airship, eh? What a coincidence I happen to be in the market for one of those. He placed his bow away onto his back before continuing. In the 40s? Yeah, seems like my stomach's just a bit to big at the moment. I should put hanging around here on hold. Hell, I haven't even tried my bow out yet. It would probably be best if I didn't go at it so under leveled. Hayato made a show of tugging at his collar with a single finger. He liked to talk with his hands as it seemed to add a level of expressiveness to his statements. That and it made it easier to pull people in. So, i would be very lucky and as equally grateful to have you point me show me the way to some place a bit more appropriate for my level. Not only will it keep me from dying in my first go, but I'll get to see how different using these things are in the virtual world. He gestured towards the weapon on his back.
Thread: Welcome one and all to Evora Online - [Kina & TheFreeman

Morgan analyzed him the entire time. Seemingly lost in thought as she listened at him and inadvertently staring at him. Her eyes told the world she was lost in her thoughts. She wound up with her index between her lips and gently dug her canine tooth into her finger. By the time he stopped talking, he'd have surely noticed. Before he could say anything she snapped back into reality and smiled. Great! Let's go! In actuality, she didn't hear a word he said but simply assumed he'd follow her and such. Even while walking back to the city, She continuously faded into though as though something bothered her. But right as they reached the gate, she sparked back in. Oh, That's right! She exclaimed happily and continued on. Shortly after, they entered the town square where several players were huddled up. Upon entering the square, both Morgan and Hayato would be alerted to entering a I.E. Zone or an Interrupt Event Zone. Morgan looked around and noticed the influx of Imperial Soldiers everywhere. It seemed as though all exits to the square were barred off. Morgan went up to a player and spoke to him. Hey...what's going on? The male replied without looking back. These idiots attacked a guard garrison in the city and triggered a City-Wide Parallel IE. Basically, A Three Stage IE. Stage one, Event Battle - Insurgents vs Imperials. Stage 2, Event - Declaration of City wide Inspection any and all suspicious Human players will be detained and thrown into The Galbrice Dungeon in Albion...which is apparently inescapable. Stage 3 is Resolution...whatever THAT ends up being... An imperial was making his was slowly around the crowd of players, scrutinizing them when he saw Morgan and scoffed. 'ook wot we 'ave 'ere. A bloody prostitute. Wot shamelessness on display...makes me sick to me stomach. Were it only enough to haul ye to Galbrice. The guard scoffed and moved on. Her eyes hid behind her bangs and she bit her lip. Even in a game.... She whispered. Had Adam and Eve heeded the words of god and ate not the forbidden fruit......Then this would not be a problem...my problem...the one thing that has plagued my entire life... She opened her menu with a swipe of her fingers and went to the log out menu only to find it empty. What...? She said to herself. She searched everywhere for the log out button but found none. Wh-where's...the...l-log out button... She said slightly frantically. Soon, more and more players trapped in this IE were attempting to log out only to find the no longer had that option...they were trapped.
Thread: Happy Halloween!!

Enjoy your night of tricks, treats, and getting all decked out for a night of fun!!
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

In the skies over Jadran, ships of all manner soared. Big, small, sleek or robust they skimmed clouds like a sloop might crest the ocean, dark shapes casting black spots among the fluffy white that Jadran was so well known for. Most ships soared unimpeded, powered by magitek drives based on the application of naturally occurring crystals called Valycite. Most was the operative word here. Inara Valys let out a string of curses that would have made a sailor proud as she jogged along the deck of her own ship, a simple affair of sivler and white called Faerie III the first being an unmitigated disaster that couldn't even get off the ground and the second... wasn't spoken of since The Incident. Come on you blasted contraption! I gave you life and I can take it away just as easily! The second mana drive went out, the ship beginning to dip below the cloud line. ... well, go ahead and call my bluff why don't you. Inara fled for the bridge once more, strapping herself in. This... was going to be a bumpy ride. The Faerie touched down rather forcefully some mile and a half outside the settlement of Trieste, tearing up tree and ground alike. She hadn't dressed for the occasion, clad in a dark green sweater and tight black leggings as opposed to, say, a full body crash suit. She was jostled like mad despite the straps, the ship skipping across the forest's ground like a stone across a pond, finally terminating in an enormous oak tree, the wood splintering and trapping the Faerie between trunk and dirt.
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

By the time the orc made her way to the fallen Faerie, smoldering wreck that it was, there came a somewhat pitiful cry. Little help, please? The voice was smooth and warm, like dripping chocolate, annnd more than a little worried considering. The ship was not going to be moving anywhere soon -- its primary mana drive had gone spiraling through the trees once the ship had crashed, taking out the top half of a rather small tree. Smoke billowed out of the engine compartment though at the very least the ship had not yet been set aflame. Wait... wait, no! I got it! came that voice again. There came a muffled thud fro mthe bridge and a whimpering sound. Inara, her shirt torn at the sleeve and a bruise forming along her left side, clawed her way out of the bridge. There was a small magibot floating just above her, a lens connected to a small dome that sparkled and shimmered with the iridescent light of a compact mana drive. Inara dragged herself up onto the railing, trying to keep her food down. There had been a LOT of tumbling all the way down to the ground. Though now she was stuck some fifteen feet above the ground, trying to find some way to clamber down from railing to forest floor. Pretty much all of her tech had been destroyed in the crash, leaving her with nothing more than the bot and a simple defensive weapon, a baton on her hip that would do great in personal defense... but had done little to keep the Faerie from being shot out of the sky.
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

Considering the trail of destruction the airship had left on it's way down, it hadn't been all that hard for her to track it's final resting place. Unfortunately, that just so happened to be up in the trees and not on the ground, where she could have easily pulled a few things apart. She sighed as she approached, resigned to the fact that she'd have to hack down a tree before she could get anything that was worth anything, and on top of that, she'd probably break half what wasn't already broken when she'd eventually bring it down. Well, it wasn't ideal, but in the end, she'd still make a little coin out of something that luck and chance had thrown her way, so it was all good. She scratched the back of her head as she thought about how best to go about it all, not wanting to knock down a tree, only to have it caught in another one. She supposed it was a good thing that the crash hadn't set half the forest on fire, or exploded or something like that. Magitek wasn't always the most stable contraptions, in her experience. Hit it in the right place, or plug up one of the pipes and things tended to go a little haywire. Well, she wasn't an expert at that kind of stuff, she was better at hitting things that knowing how they worked. She pulled her axe from her belt as she decided to get to work, rather than stand around scratching herself for half a day, gripping the short haft in both hands, pressing the blade against the bark of the tree, lining up her first blow, when she heard something that made her ears twitch. She frowned and paused, before she pulled back, ready to take that swing, when she heard something again. Sounded a lot like a voice... Must've been imagining things... She pulled back again, just about to commit herself to the swing, when she definitely heard something thud up above her, the branches in the tree shaking and leaves falling down. She caught herself right before she swung and looked up, blinking as she realised that there was something up there, something moving about in the ship. Survivors? Well... That could be a problem... Maybe if they were half dead, it wouldn't hurt to just finish the job? Depended how how much the loot looked like it'd net her. She didn't want to off someone for junk that'd get her a few coppers or something like that. Better to have someone owe her a favour in that case. Hey! If you're alive up there, let me know, so I don't kill you by chopping down this tree! She called up, taking a few steps back so she could better see the ship. She slipped her axe back into her belt and placed a hand on her hip. My name's Amara! She called, standing and waiting for a reply. She wasn't too sure of this... Thinking on it, they could be armed. That'd make things complicated... But, if she just got on the other side of the tree, they'd have a hard time getting a shot at her, and she'd feel a whole lot better about thinking of killing them in that case as well. Only thing to do would be to wait and see what came out.
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

Inara's slow hobble-drag brought her all the way to the precarious edge of the ship. Once there and... mostly-sorta-kinda-sure that she wasn't about to lose her meager breakfast, she wrapped both arms around the side and glanced directly down... finding herself face to face with an orc, give or take something like fifteen feet between them, most of which was vertical. Inara made an involuntary sound in the back of her throat. Her place in the capital city of Adria had been mostly free of beings like orcs. The Horde was a far-off threat and it had been Valycite -- by no mere coincidence close to her own last name -- that had made the threat all the further by blowing it the hell apart. She was something that she had never seen before. There were a handful of their kind in Adria but for the most part they REALLY didn't travel in the same social circles. It was a class thing. And a literacy thing. And a hygiene thing. And she totally was not racist for thinking any of these things. Um. Please don't! I think I've fallen enough for today! Inara called out. My name's Inara. If you'll... um. Is there anything you can do to help me? I... appear to be stuck up here! Maybe... She didn't WANT to do it, but... ... maybe you could catch me? I'm... not the lightest girl but you... The orc lady was VERY muscular by any standards Inara had ever had, and it looked like she could catch her. ... look like you could manage it! Please? I have, um. I have coin! Inara said. The other woman didn't need to know how MUCH coin, since the meager amount Inara ever had reason to carry with her really wasn't all that much. The Faerie had been worth a pretty penny but much of it was trashed. By far the most valuable thing was Inara herself, and she had learned well enough over the past 24 hours that she needed to keep that much a secret.
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

Amara raised an eyebrow when a Human crawled over the side of the ship. She should have expected as much, but she didn't say anything. They did like getting themselves in all kinds of trouble. Raising an eyebrow, she listened to her idea of how to get down, but her eyesight wasn't bad enough to notice that the girl wasn't a twig. Not that Amara minded at all, but from that height, it'd be a pretty hard fall to stop. She weighed it all up in her head, mulling it over, but it wasn't till the Human mentioned 'coin' that she started to lean toward going through with it. After all, Amara had caught heavier things in her life, she'd caught a cannonball once that'd been fired at her... Granted, most of her ribs were broken in the attempt, and she hadn't been able to walk for a week, but she'd won the bet and hadn't had to pay for a drink in the town of Ayreshire since. Catch the Human, get paid? Didn't sound like a bad deal... Besides, once she was down, Amara could see what else she could wring out of her. Not to mention, once she was out of the ship, she could always just fell the tree and rifle through the ship, go back to the salvaging idea. Amara shrugged, Y'know what? Sure. Coin for a catch sounds like a fair deal. But mind you try and land in my arms and not on my face. I'd want to at least have drinks before we get to that! She said with a chuckle. Amara wasn't one of those prissy Orcs that thought that it should all be kept in the race. She saw something pretty? She wanted to mount it. Simple as that, and she was more than equipped to mount most things. Eh, if the coin was no good, and the Human wasn't too bad looking, maybe they could work out a different deal... But, she shouldn't get her hopes up. She was a fair ways up, and Amara hadn't gotten a good enough look at her yet, to tell if she wanted to take her back to camp, or find a road and send her on her way. From what she'd been able to tell though, it did seem to be leaning toward the former. Though, her judgement may have been out, it'd been months since she had more company than her right hand, which was starting to wear thin on her... She sniffed and spread her stance, bracing herself for the catch. She rolled her shoulders and intertwined her fingers, pushing them out till her knuckles cracked. Alright... She said, half to herself, before she looked up, patting her thighs. Alright! C'mon, jump and I'll catch you! As she said that, a thought crossed her mind, as they usually did right before someone took a leap of faith. What if the ship comes down on top of me? Hm. Too late, she guessed? She'd just have to try and get out of the way quickly enough.
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

H'okay. Just... stay right where you are! Inara called. She retreated from the side of the ship and very swiftly rifled through her cabin. She collected what few personal effects she had -- her satchel, filled with what money she had not to mention her journal, a few crystals for her small bot, and a coat -- it wasn't cold enough to warrant it yet but one never knew when they'd need it. The spartan remains of the Faerie's cabin thoroughly plundered, Inara returned to the deck of the ship and got to the very edge of it. The ship was leaned this way a bit which meant it was the obvious side to come down on. Maybe hse idn't consider weight but she really needed the fall to be shorter than longer. She threw a leg over the side and then the other, settling her feet on the outside while she clung to the ship with her hands. Alrighty! Amara, just... get ready! Inara called. She psyched herself up, and was about to let go when... the ship shifted. Inara was jostled loose fairly easily and she fell, her stomach leaping into her throat as she fell the intervening space. It was not terribly graceful falls rarely were but it was a lucky fall, enough to fall right down into the arms of the orc. Which might have been a nice moment in and of itself, but the tree groaned beneath the Faerie's bulk... and it all began to fall in the most horrible and predictable of ways -- right toward them.
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

It all happened in slow motion, as things like this usually did for Amara. She saw the Human hanging over the edge of the airship, ready to drop down to her, when suddenly it all lurched and down she came. Amara grit her teeth and corrected for the Human's fall, sliding a few inches to her left, making sure that she was right over her core when she felt her hit her arms. Her muscles strained to their limit, not only to keep her standing, but to slow the Human's fall to a stop, rather than just catch her like a pair of metal poles. She didn't want her to break on her arms, after all. She grunted loudly, feeling her shoulders instantly ache, her legs burning, and she was sure that she sunk an inch or two into the ground. She was reasonably sure that was more because of the fall than the Human's weight, which was lighter than Amara was expecting. Still, having her in her arms brought back those thoughts of taking her to her tent... One hand behind her shoulders, the other around her thighs, Amara's fingers shifted slightly, and lightly squeezed her rear. The corner of her mouth turned up into a small smirk and a brow rose, some kind of witty one-liner ready to throw at the Human, when her breath caught in her throat, the creaking, groaning of the tree catching her attention. She looked up to see the ship tilting further, and taking most of the tree with it. Instead of flirting, she grit her teeth, forced some feeling back into her legs and turned on the spot, not the complete opposite direction, only an idiot would try and get out of the way of a falling tree like that. No, she turned to her left, and dived as far as she could, the Human still in her arms, feeling the ground leave them behind, just in time for the heavy, ship-laden tree to fall behind them with a thunderous crash. Half a second later, she felt the ground rejoin them as her own body crashed into the leafy ground, the wind knocked out of her as she lay on the ground, giving a small groan of her own. She lay there a moment, regaining her breath, before she gave herself a very quick once-over, making sure everything was still there. She wiggled her toes, bent her knees, made her ears twitch, and then quite purposely, squeeze the Human's rear again, before she opened her eyes and looked up at her. Yep, definite tent material right there. Everything still working. How 'bout you? Sne slipped her arms out from under the Human, Inara, and pulled her knees under her, pushing herself up from the ground. She brushed leaves off her tight, tan tunic, which clung to the form of her torso. Her hands brushed down to her leggings, thin and leather, down the inside of one of her thighs was a long and rather obvious bulge, which she batted a few clingy leaves from, before she checked her elbows. A few grazes, but nothing serious. Hmph... I'd say you were pretty lucky I came along. She said, looking over her shoulder at the tree and the ship. Now, about some sort of compensation for my trouble? She asked, watching the Human with an appraising look.
Thread: Mysteries of Magitek (Mystearica x Erotica Maxima)

For Inara, who had the reflexes of a particularly unobservant sponge, everything went by in a blur -- the fall, the odd pressure on her shapely behind, and then the cracking of wood all came and went in a subjective split second. She squealed, her arms wrapping tight around Amara's neck as the orcish woman thought on the fly and got them well out of the way of the crashing Faerie behind them. Wood and steel alike splintered behind them as torn metal and broken tree came to a thundering halt on the ground behind them. Inara was in a daze, perhaps enough to even miss the second squeeze on her behind, and slowly she was rolling out of Amara's arms to crawl a foot or so away, regaining her feet in good time. She was checking herself over as she went -- no new bruises as far as she could tell. She'd be a little sore from both falls, but overall she had come out of everything rather unmarred. Finally, she turned her attention to the orc instead, able to get a good look at her. She was... not what Inara had expected an orc to look like. They were supposed to look downright monstrous but Amara honestly wouldn't have been bad looking if she was browner or peachier rather than, well, green. Not that Inara had anything against green, per her favorite color, but it definitely made Amara anything but conventional in her appearance. I'll say! Thank you so much. I think I'm okay! Inara said as she patted herself down for her bag, coming up with it a moment later. Will. Um. This do? Inara asked as she presented what money she had. It was... well, somewhat meager. A day at an inn and a few hot meals, perhaps, pocket change by anyone's estimate.