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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 851802" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 051“The View from the Top”Mania had been up here for three hours now.&nbsp; He was on the top of the building used by Greene Blewes as a base of operations.&nbsp; From here he could see several of the streets and larger buildings.&nbsp; The Naggaramkam taking up much of the view.&nbsp; He could see the Earth Wall, which kept the city out of the Woodlands of the Crescent Forest.&nbsp; He could see the Hill District.&nbsp; The sculptured buildings and walkways was a beauty to behold.&nbsp; Colored streamers and flags added to the effect.&nbsp; Even now, in the daytime, the festival continued in areas.&nbsp; The nobles held “block” parties that were strictly guarded.&nbsp; The nobles had it all and were not about to give up even a crumb to the commoners and less to the slaves.&nbsp; Nibenay’s outershell was truly a thing of beauty but inside, it was corrupted and dying.Was it like this all the time?What could he do about it?His wandering thoughts had him completely engrossed.&nbsp; This is why he didn’t see a black chitin shelled creature cross the rooftop of the building next to him.&nbsp; 30 seconds later a cart was knocked over on the road before him as if something invisible ran into it.&nbsp; No…he did not see or hear any of it.&nbsp; (OOC- rolled natural 1’s on BOTH Spot and Listen..ugh)&nbsp; His entire focus was something deep inside of him.&nbsp; Something new, at least for him.&nbsp; He was thinking about something bigger than himself.His thoughts stopped on a memory.&nbsp; “My friends in the Veiled Alliance…” He remembered Dogg talking about it. He remembered Dutch’s look.&nbsp; They were talking about their involvement in hushed tones and double meaning even in an abandoned tomb three days away from the city…any city.&nbsp; The Veiled Alliance.&nbsp; What were they about?&nbsp; He honestly wasn’t certain.&nbsp; He knew the Templars were ordered to slay them on sight.&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; He thought they were all mages but now knew otherwise.&nbsp; Neither Dutch nor Dogg were mages.&nbsp; They were good guys trying to help others in need.&nbsp; Yeah.&nbsp; That’s what they are about.&nbsp; Helping others in need.&nbsp; He wanted to do this.&nbsp; (at least that would get his mind off of Jocasta and Keela)&nbsp; Maybe they could find out more about the Tembo’s suggestion of him being Baneful or Bane’s son also.Bane.Who or what was a Bane?&nbsp; Was that his or her name?&nbsp; Was it a descriptor?&nbsp; Was it irony like calling a ½ Giant tiny?&nbsp; So many questions.&nbsp; Then there was also the question of his recent dreams.&nbsp; He was having dreams of a grand place with multiple cities on a waterfall-covered cliffside.&nbsp; It was called Hope or New Hope.&nbsp; It was just a dream wasn’t it?Life was like a rooftop.&nbsp; You can see far and wide but you can’t see the details or what lay under the roofs.&nbsp; Mania laughs softly to himself.&nbsp; He was a poetic philosopher now.&nbsp; He turned and went downstairs.&nbsp; It was time to learn what lay under the rooftops.&nbsp; Time to become something.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="megamania, post: 851802, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 051 “The View from the Top” Mania had been up here for three hours now. He was on the top of the building used by Greene Blewes as a base of operations. From here he could see several of the streets and larger buildings. The Naggaramkam taking up much of the view. He could see the Earth Wall, which kept the city out of the Woodlands of the Crescent Forest. He could see the Hill District. The sculptured buildings and walkways was a beauty to behold. Colored streamers and flags added to the effect. Even now, in the daytime, the festival continued in areas. The nobles held “block” parties that were strictly guarded. The nobles had it all and were not about to give up even a crumb to the commoners and less to the slaves. Nibenay’s outershell was truly a thing of beauty but inside, it was corrupted and dying. Was it like this all the time? What could he do about it? His wandering thoughts had him completely engrossed. This is why he didn’t see a black chitin shelled creature cross the rooftop of the building next to him. 30 seconds later a cart was knocked over on the road before him as if something invisible ran into it. No…he did not see or hear any of it. (OOC- rolled natural 1’s on BOTH Spot and Listen..ugh) His entire focus was something deep inside of him. Something new, at least for him. He was thinking about something bigger than himself. His thoughts stopped on a memory. “My friends in the Veiled Alliance…” He remembered Dogg talking about it. He remembered Dutch’s look. They were talking about their involvement in hushed tones and double meaning even in an abandoned tomb three days away from the city…any city. The Veiled Alliance. What were they about? He honestly wasn’t certain. He knew the Templars were ordered to slay them on sight. Why? He thought they were all mages but now knew otherwise. Neither Dutch nor Dogg were mages. They were good guys trying to help others in need. Yeah. That’s what they are about. Helping others in need. He wanted to do this. (at least that would get his mind off of Jocasta and Keela) Maybe they could find out more about the Tembo’s suggestion of him being Baneful or Bane’s son also. Bane. Who or what was a Bane? Was that his or her name? Was it a descriptor? Was it irony like calling a ½ Giant tiny? So many questions. Then there was also the question of his recent dreams. He was having dreams of a grand place with multiple cities on a waterfall-covered cliffside. It was called Hope or New Hope. It was just a dream wasn’t it? Life was like a rooftop. You can see far and wide but you can’t see the details or what lay under the roofs. Mania laughs softly to himself. He was a poetic philosopher now. He turned and went downstairs. It was time to learn what lay under the rooftops. Time to become something. [/QUOTE]

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