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Calm as the SeaThe sea was calm, as calm as it ever was for the longest time. Mural took it upon herself to leave the confines of the ship for a long needed swim. The water was so clear to her that every little creature that she swam past she could see with distinct detail. Oh how she loved the motion of the clear blue sea. It felt so rich as the salty water eased across her skin.Calm as the Sea
Plop! She stopped. What was that? she asked herself. She waited for it to sound again. Several fish brushed past her, unnoticed.
Plop! It sounded again.


Legend of the WarlockTap, tap, tap came the footsteps on the back stairwell. The Innkeeper, looked up from his newspaper to see the young lad from last night. He was a rather short for his age, nineteen as the boy had told him. He had on a white buttoned shirt with dark brown pants. Over which was a black overcoat and to top it all off he had on a old beat up top hat. His clothes were of a higher class but seemed to be well worn. He was smiling, hanging on to his backpack straps, as he made his way to the desk. As ususal the key to the room was returned to the Innkeeper.Legend of the Warlock
Thank you for staying with us, he said half heartedly, f


The Exchange MEME: Nathan?THE EXCHANGE MEME (Wait, what?)The Exchange MEME: Nathan?
1. Well you can't go entering an OCT without a character or three now can you? Why not introduce him/her/them/it? Very well, my name is Sir Nathan the spell-caster. Im not very well known around these parts .well .in a literal sense I guess.
2. Wow, interesting! And what soul do they want back so badly that they'd risk eternal damnation in an endless labyrinth of PURE TERROR?!Soul? I dont believe there is any soul Im after. I have encountered spirits, some civil and others immensely deranged. Of course that is getting off topic. &nbs


The Exchange SE: Deal MadeThe ride was long and bumpy. Not much scenery either. As soon as they had started out the earth in front of them opened up and they descended into the abyss. Jasmine was bored; so far neither Death nor Mr. Crane spoke or made eye contact. Normally Mr. Crane would make conversation with his pray, to reassure them that his offer was the perfect choice. But as of right now he was silently watching ahead into the darkness. Then there was person, Death. He had come up out of nowhere and proposed a deal to Mr. Crane, to him. Mr. Crane accepted it without a second thought. This Death guy has a lot of nerve. What was his angle? Then it waThe Exchange SE: Deal Made
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