Thread: There Are Demons and Angels In All Of Us ::Haru|Munchkin::

The world of Golarion , home to a myriad number of races. From humans to elves and dwarves, to the less civilized races such as orcs and ogres and giants. A world of vast landscapes both mundane and fantastic. A world where magic and technology vie for power, and where those who follow the ways of old cling to those beliefs and look at a changing world with scorn. Elves and dwarves hold innate magic passed down through the bloodlines of their people that stretches back centuries. Elves, thought to be descended from the Fae Folk, hold some sway of the primordial elements of Fire and Water. Dwarves command Earth magic through the use of runes. Humans, often considered inferior, both due to their short lifespan and their inability to call upon magic in a natural way, have turned to their more adaptable minds to even things out. Though a human can learn magic it takes many years of study and concentration, and even then it is unpredictable and dangerous. Instead, humans have turned to the development of technology. The basis for this is a simple invention really blasting powder. Along with the gnomes, whose small stature and keen minds lends them to tinkering and building, large engines that run on coal have been engineered. Airships and even a rail system have been built, all vehicles that run on coal. Coal mined with the blasting powder. This has set the humans at odds with the other races who view such unnatural destruction of the land as blasphemy. Conflict has arisen between many factions, and yet some remain neutral, waiting to take advantage in any way that they can. One such race is the Asura. A humanoid feline race often looked upon with suspicion. As smart and cunning as humans, as in touch with nature as the elves, and with the ferocity and instincts of the big cats they resemble. ---------- Kahu walked through the bustling city streets of Riddleport . The leopard Asura loved this port city , and was a frequent visitor. At the moment he was working for Kellen the Sage, an elderly human man who paid him well to help him in his research. There were places that were more easily accessible to Kahu, his feline nature allowing exploration in places that humans could only go with bulky equipment. Luckily today was Kahu's day off and the Asura planned to make good use of it. Slipping into the Gold Goblin Gambling Hall, Kahu kept his purse close to his chest. It was notoriously difficult to pickpocket an Asura, their keen senses and instinct making them the poorest of targets, and yet in this city, full of brigands and pirates, Kahu knew there were those foolish enough to try. The first place he headed was the bar to get a drink. The more sour spirits were ones he shunned, but the feline anthro absolutely loved the sweeter drinks and honeyed mead was his drink of choice. His deep baritone voice called over the tender. It's been awhile Saul. I'll have a pint of the feywine. Kahu said, using the more common name for the lightly alcoholic drink. Coming right up. You're right, it's been a bit. Kellen have you going out and collecting again? Saul asked, and soon slid the tankard to Kahu with a smile. Kahu nodded. This time it was some strange mushroom that grows up in the cliffs. Thrives on both fresh and saltwater and all that. the leopard said, and took a drink of the mead and smiled.