Devil's playground

[Skoll]

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Okay, so the post order is Jesile, then Empusa. I'm guessing we'll assume that the two of them have been playing for a while already, and trouble strikes in Jesile's first post as agreed? Oh, also, can we forward date this to the 26th? Skoll was in a good mood. He hadn't spoken with Aivyr in a long while, but the other day he had given him the announcement that he was issuing a challenge. His old war buddies, and their friends as well, were encouraged to take him up on this. The challenge: participate in a tournament with every one else who accepted the challenge, and win. It would be a perfect way to see his friends, and to give them something to look forward to. A few of them had been broken after the War of Shadows, and while he had pulled them through it in one piece physically, their minds hadn't faired as well. He had to admit: if you were going to go to war, the Shadow Priests were not an ideal first enemy. Thoughts of reuniting with some of his far off friends put a spring in his step and a smile across his scarred muzzle. He was currently in the Concrete Jungle looking for arrows. One of his had broken today, the arrowhead had bent against a rock after missing his mark. Given that the death bolts were not indestructible, he would do well to seek out replacement ammunition. With all of the equipment he was carrying around these days, he really needed to settle down somewhere. He had been located in the Moaning Woods at first, then Tranquil Springs, now he spent the vast majority of his time moving back and forth between the Yawrah River Territory and this place. Perhaps he should set himself up in one of these shorter human houses. They were spaced out very evenly and were for the most part identical, so his presence shouldn't be difficult to veil; a perfect setup, provided he could find a way to distinguish between homes himself. It would still take some though, but the idea had merit. ~The lyrics are from the best song ever written.

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