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<blockquote data-quote="Maidhc O Casain" data-source="post: 5661734" data-attributes="member: 29558">[sblock=OOC]Sorry for the slight delay. I was trying to figure out where the Halflight Path enters Kaer Maga - I thought I'd read it in the Kaer Maga sourcebook, but I can't find it now. So I'm going to say you're coming in through the Warrens.[/sblock]As the Duskwardens leave you and you discuss your next move - eventually deciding to find lodgings and bed down until tomorrow - you begin to notice your immediate surroundings. You are in a huge nest of ramshackle buildings, piled haphazardly atop one another, spilling together to form narrow alleys branching off from the main thoroughfare in bewildering fashion. There are several raggedy looking youth eying you sidelong, plainly arguing about something. Finally one grimy youngster of indeterminate gender approaches.&quot;Greetings, sirs! New to the city? All respect and honors, gov, but you’re not. No one is. These walls have seen wonders that would turn you or me to dust, and they’ll see more after you’re gone. No sir, Kaer Maga may be new to you, but you’re nothing new to Kaer Maga. Ten thousand years she’s slept here, and still we’ve yet to wake her. Some would say as we’re her dreams, on account of our strangeness, but I don’t buy that. I say we’re her children, though a fat lot of good that does us. See, the city, she’s like a giant insect who’ll devour her young without a second thought. In here, there’s none who will so much as bother to forget you when you’re gone. You’re nothing. I’m nothing. And these warrens will be our tomb.“Why the long face, chum? This is home. And besides, you’ve got me. And for a fiver a day, I’m your new best friend.”</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Maidhc O Casain, post: 5661734, member: 29558"] [sblock=OOC]Sorry for the slight delay. I was trying to figure out where the Halflight Path enters Kaer Maga - I thought I'd read it in the Kaer Maga sourcebook, but I can't find it now. So I'm going to say you're coming in through the Warrens.[/sblock] As the Duskwardens leave you and you discuss your next move - eventually deciding to find lodgings and bed down until tomorrow - you begin to notice your immediate surroundings. You are in a huge nest of ramshackle buildings, piled haphazardly atop one another, spilling together to form narrow alleys branching off from the main thoroughfare in bewildering fashion. There are several raggedy looking youth eying you sidelong, plainly arguing about something. Finally one grimy youngster of indeterminate gender approaches. [COLOR="SandyBrown"]"Greetings, sirs! New to the city? All respect and honors, gov, but you’re not. No one is. These walls have seen wonders that would turn you or me to dust, and they’ll see more after you’re gone. No sir, Kaer Maga may be new to you, but you’re nothing new to Kaer Maga. Ten thousand years she’s slept here, and still we’ve yet to wake her. Some would say as we’re her dreams, on account of our strangeness, but I don’t buy that. I say we’re her children, though a fat lot of good that does us. See, the city, she’s like a giant insect who’ll devour her young without a second thought. In here, there’s none who will so much as bother to forget you when you’re gone. You’re nothing. I’m nothing. And these warrens will be our tomb. “Why the long face, chum? This is home. And besides, you’ve got me. And for a fiver a day, I’m your new best friend.”[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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